Above the sky, black air was filled, and layers of clouds and mist were obscured.
And the huge Buddha statue behind the ring also slowly stood up, and the Buddha light of ten thousand ways appeared at a glance, fascinating everyone's hearts.
The light of gold and black reflected each other, occupying half of the sky, exuding different momentum, different artistic conceptions, and then colliding violently together.
Rumble!
The two rays of light collided together, causing a violent concussion, and the sky began to change color, and the whole ring seemed to tremble.
Click!
Click!
The crowd couldn't help but let out an exclamation!
Suddenly, cracks began to appear in the Buddha statue, and then it grew bigger and bigger, only to hear a bang, and slowly dissipated into pieces of golden vitality in the air.
"Wow" Jieming took seven or eight steps back, and then a mouthful of red blood spurted out directly, but even so, his face was still extremely ugly.
Wen Qingye stood firmly in place, his figure did not shake in the slightest, but his arm shook slightly, but no one saw it.
Wow!
Suddenly, there was a loud bang.
Everyone was dumbfounded to see that the entire eighth ring suddenly collapsed without warning, and the hard bluestone unconsciously and evenly shattered into a small stone half an inch square, spreading out like a sand sculpture and scattering on the ground.
Jieming's body was unstable, and he fell into the sand at once.
Only the rocks under Wen Qingye's feet are still intact.
He is like a round stone pillar, standing straight on the ground, like a divine seat, Wen Qingye stood on it, hunting in white, floating backwards, looking at the front with a light smile, this turning demeanor and momentum, people dare not look directly.
"Strong!"
At this time, an exclamation sounded behind everyone in the Zhou family.
Everyone in the Zhou family couldn't help but look over, only to see a man with gray hair and a wrinkled face, the old man's eyes were full of appreciation looking at Wen Qingye, and behind him was Zhou Qing's father, Zhou Zhenyuan.
"Great Elder" Everyone in the Zhou family was shocked, and then shouted in unison.
"Well, it's not a lot of courtesy" The old man waved his hand, then looked at Wen Qingye and shook his head and sighed: "He actually unloaded all the vitality of Jieming to the ground, and it is really appalling and incredible that he can transport the vitality to such an ingenious point."
Zhou Zhenyuan looked at Wen Qingye standing in the center, and said ecstatically: "This Wen Qingye really didn't disappoint me, it was so powerful" "Well, this kid should be no worse than Lu Fangliang a few days ago, or even stronger" The great elder of the Zhou family bowed his head, then patted Zhou Zhenyuan's shoulder and smiled: "Not bad, not bad, if you can win this kid, it must be a great achievement."
"Well, don't worry, Great Elder, I will definitely work hard," Zhou Zhenyuan hurriedly said.
When Zhou Qing heard this, she couldn't help frowning, but she swallowed it in her stomach in an instant.
"Hmph" Zhou Ying looked at Wen Qingye on the stage, and didn't know why she was extremely irritable and angry, and couldn't help but snort heavily.
And at this time, Wen Qingye found that the surrounding water was already surrounded by water, densely packed with people, it seemed that the entire Qinglantai was surrounded, there was a sea of people, at a glance, there was no end in sight, these were all people who rushed to hear the news.
"Rise to the ninth ring!"
At this moment, a loud voice resounded, like thunder on the ground, sonorous and powerful, and reverberated in the heart.
"Oh my God!
Promoted to the ninth ring, it has been several years since the ninth ring" "Today, I was fortunate to see someone challenge the ninth ring, it was really worth the trip" "What is the origin of this Wen Qingye, he is so good, just by virtue of this, he can definitely be on the Qingyun list" "Today is really worth the trip, you can see someone break into the ninth ring" Wen Qingye stood on top of the ninth ring, his eyes calm and melodious.
The deputy hall master of Qinglan Hall looked at Wen Qingye and frowned slightly and said, "Later, let the others go and kill this Wen Qingye first, I always feel that this kid has not reached the limit yet."
The young man in Chinese clothes shook his head and laughed, and said, "If you let me go early, this Wen Qingye would have been defeated."
The deputy hall master of Qinglan Hall shook his head and said: "You can't be in the morning, this is the rule, I can't break the rules, even if his collateral is three emperor martial arts, which I Qinglan Hall doesn't want to accept, but the rules can't be broken."
The young man in Chinese clothes smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "This kid in front of me is just an ant-like existence in front of me, I can destroy it with my hands, why do you need to consume the wheels first?"
” When the deputy hall master of Qinglan Hall heard the words of the young man in Chinese clothes, he couldn't help frowning slightly, but he didn't speak.
The Ninth Ring.
In the first battle, against a master of the Nine Heavens of the Yin and Yang Realm, Wen Qingye spent thirty-seven moves to defeat.
In the second battle, Wen Qingye spent forty moves to defeat.
In the third battle, he spent forty moves to defeat his opponent.
In the sixth game, Wen Qingye made a careless move, and was hit in the left shoulder by the opponent's palm, and his chest was painful.
After the seventh scene, Wen Qingye felt that his mind was a little dizzy, his eyes were a little foggy, the trembling of his palms was clearly visible, and sweat stained his clothes.
Everyone looked at Wen Qingye alone, standing in the ring, in the center of tens of thousands of people, standing proudly with a sword, even if he was soaked with sweat, he still did not change his still breezy appearance.
Ten thousand people in the center, feeling the supreme glory.
"Wen Qingye, I remembered this name" A female warrior looked at Wen Qingye's back and muttered.
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A slightly chubby martial artist next to him took a breath of cold air and said, "Powerful, it's been seven years since anyone has been able to break into the eighth battle of the ninth ring."
The other martial artist nodded, "I just don't know what kind of master Qinglantai will send to stop him?"
” An older man, looking at Wen Qingye's proud back, said categorically: "After today, there will be a place for him Wen Qingye on the Qingyun List!"
” Countless people looked at the back, the face that was still smiling lightly, and the sweat falling from the hair, was so crystal clear.
Wen Qingye couldn't help but shake his head, "It's still a little close, it's still a little bit."
"Wow!"
A voice was not loud, but it was very clear, as if it echoed in the hearts of everyone.
Wen Qingye followed the sound and looked over, only to see a young man in a Chinese costume who had been standing as the deputy hall master of the Qinglan Hall slowly walked up, with a hint of pride in his eyes.
"Well, your strength is very good" The young man in Chinese clothes walked in front of Wen Qingye, nodded to himself, and then continued: "But in front of me, it's too bad, it's too bad."
As he spoke, the young man in Chinese clothes raised his head high, and his arrogant eyes didn't even look at Wen Qingye.
Wen Qingye didn't speak, and after half a ring, he seemed to think a lot, and suddenly said, "You are from Taiyi Pavilion, right?"
” "Oh?
Do you know me?
The young man in Chinese clothes glanced at Wen Qingye in surprise and said, "Yes, I am Wang Hai, a disciple of Taiyi Pavilion."
It's also a coincidence, this person actually has the same name and surname as that Wang Hai of Jinfeng Ancient Kingdom, but his status and strength are worlds apart.
Taiyi Pavilion?
All of a sudden, everyone around was shocked, and their eyes looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes incredulously.
Zhou Zhenyuan frowned, "He turned out to be a disciple of Taiyi Pavilion, Wen Qingye was in trouble" "He's not the opponent of that person in Taiyi Pavilion," Zhou Qing couldn't help but shake his head and said.
Zhou Sheng subconsciously asked, "Why?"
” "This person can fight with Feng for hundreds of rounds without winning or losing, Feng said that if you want to defeat him at least after five hundred rounds, even Feng will have to fight him for five hundred rounds, and now he is exhausted" The more Zhou Zhenyuan listened, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but shout angrily, "Shut up for me" Zhou Qing snorted, knowing that Zhou Zhenyuan was angry, and immediately stopped talking.
"Hey, it's a pity" The Great Elder of the Zhou Family looked at it carefully, and finally sighed.
Zhou Zhenyuan frowned, and asked unwillingly, "Is it true that Wen Qingye has no chance to win?"
” The Great Elder of the Zhou Family shook his head and said: "If Wen Qingye is in his heyday, then there is still a glimmer of opportunity, and it is only a glimmer of opportunity, the disciples of Taiyi Pavilion are not what you can imagine, and they can't win steadily in their heyday, let alone now?"
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