However, Lu Xiang Xiang continued to shake her head.
The old man was getting anxious. Lu Xiang Xiang was so young, yet she already had such a high cultivation base. Moreover, she could pass through the passage in eight minutes. Her talent was definitely very high. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.
"Little girl, who is your master? I'll go talk to him!"
The old man said.
"My master, Lu Ming!"
Lu Xiangxiang's clear voice rang out, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.
The Son of Chaos Yuan Xin's eyes flashed with two rays of bright light that resembled sword light.
The Ancient Devil's eyes moved, and a layer of devilish light spread out from his body.
Mu Yang's eyes were filled with cold killing intent as he looked at Lu Xiang Xiang with hostility.
"Lu Ming!"
Monk Wuliang muttered as if he was reminiscing. He then carefully sized up Xiang Xiang.
"Lu Ming? Which Lu Ming?"
The old man asked again.
"The Son of Chaos Lu Ming of Yuan Mountain!"
Lu Xiang Xiang added.
"So it's him, the Son of Chaos Lu Ming. I didn't expect to have a disciple like you at such a young age. Like master, like disciple!"
The old man sighed and continued, "Your master's talent is indeed unparalleled. If he didn't die, it's normal for him to surpass this old man in the future. However, he has already fallen …"
"No, I believe that my master is not dead!"
Lu Xiang Xiang shook her head. Her delicate little face was filled with determination.
"Little girl, why don't you reconsider?" The old man was still unwilling.
"Many thanks to senior, but this junior will not change my master!"
Lu Xiang Xiang shook her head firmly.
"This little girl!"
Lu Ming smiled.
"Little guy, what about you? Do you have a master?"
At this time, another old man stared at Ouyang Moli.
"Yes, my master is Lu Ming!"
Ouyang Moli said.
The scene suddenly quieted down.
Yuan Xin, Mu Yang, and the others' eyes lit up.
"What? Lu Ming? It's Lu Ming again? Which Lu Ming?"
The Emperor Realm old men were all stunned.
"She's my senior sister!"
Ouyang Moli pointed at Lu Xiang Xiang.
Everyone at the scene was stunned.
He really was Lu Ming's disciple.
Three Elysian Children from one sect. This left everyone speechless.
How rare were the children of heaven? They were just too rare.
Even in this golden age, they were extremely rare. There were only a few of them in one place.
It was only because of the Battle of the Ten Lands that the geniuses of the entire Yuan Continent gathered that they could occasionally see the Elysian Children.
Lu Ming, on the other hand, was a Son of Heaven himself. He took in two disciples, and they were also Sons of Heaven. This kind of situation, probably even Heavenly Emperor powerhouses would be envious.
"My master is definitely not dead!"
Lu Xiang Xiang and Ouyang Moli said in unison.
"Not dead? What a joke! You're just deceiving yourself!"
Mu Yang opened his mouth and sneered.
"What did you say?"
Lu Xiang Xiang glared at Mu Yang.
"I'm just telling the truth. You're arrogant just because you have a bit of cultivation. You don't even know how you died!"
Mu Yang sneered.
"Hmph, if I'm here, who do you think you are? You'll definitely be tortured by my master! "
Ouyang Moli said coldly.
"What did you say? You're courting death! "
Instantly, Mu Yang was enraged. His face flushed red with anger.
He thought that Ouyang Moli was deliberately mocking him. Previously, he was indeed tortured by Lu Ming and trampled on by Lu Ming. He was utterly humiliated.
But in fact, Ouyang Moli did not know Mu Yang at all. He did not know that Mu Yang had already been tortured by Lu Ming.
"Am I right? You were really tortured by my master before? "
Ouyang Moli saw something and continued to mock him.
"You're courting death!"
Mu Yang was furious. His body emitted cold killing intent as he walked towards Lu Xiang Xiang and Ouyang Moli.
"What are you doing? Is this the place for the battle? "
An old man glanced at Mu Yang coldly, causing Mu Yang to shiver. He broke out in cold sweat like a deflated balloon.
In the end, the old men sighed. They knew that it was a pity that Lu Xiang Xiang and Ouyang Moli would not be apprenticed.
After that, more and more people passed through the passage.
Half an hour later, around a thousand people passed. Those who did not pass were all eliminated.
Out of the three thousand people, only a thousand people were left.
"Alright, there's still the third round of the selection. Follow me!"
The middle-aged Great Emperor came and announced the results.
The crowd followed him, including the Great Emperors. The crowd flew towards another mountain peak.
The peak of this mountain peak was extremely wide. It looked as if someone had sliced off the peak with a sword, making it look very smooth.
In the middle of the mountain peak, there was a huge battle stage. It was emitting purple-gold light. That was the power of the array.
The middle-aged Great Emperor landed on the battle stage and said, "This round of selection is the last one. There will only be eighty spots left in this round!"
Eighty spots!
The crowd was shocked.
Out of a thousand people, only eighty would be left. The probability of elimination was too high.
Furthermore, this was only the selection. The final battle had not yet begun.
"The four battle zones have the same rules. Each battle zone will select eighty people. There will be a total of three hundred and twenty people who will participate in the real battle. It's a peak battle!"
"However, let me tell you something. After this round of selection, you will be able to obtain an opportunity. A great opportunity. Many of you might be able to use it to reach the Martial Emperor Realm!"
The middle-aged Great Emperor announced.
What?
Many people were shocked.
After this round of selection, they would be able to obtain an opportunity that could even allow them to reach the Martial Emperor Realm.
One should know that it was extremely difficult to reach the Martial Emperor Realm from the Boundary Emperor Realm.
Since ancient times, countless geniuses had been stuck at this step. Some were stuck for a few years. Some were stuck for a few decades. Some were stuck for a few thousand years.
Many people could not break through in their lifetime.
This was a hurdle, a huge hurdle.
Once one reached the Martial Emperor Realm, it meant that one's lifespan was endless. As long as one could survive the Heavenly Tribulation that occurred once every three hundred thousand years, one would be able to live forever.
The goal of countless people was to reach the Martial Emperor Realm.
Now, there was an opportunity that could allow one to break through to the Martial Emperor Realm. Everyone's heart burned with passion.
Before the Battle of the Ten Earths, some Great Emperor had said that this battle would be accompanied by a great opportunity. It seemed that it was true.
"I must enter the top eighty. I must obtain this opportunity!"
Many people clenched their fists and swore to themselves that they must enter the top eighty.
Those who had already been eliminated sighed.
The eyes of the Heavenly Children were especially bright.
"The rules of this round are very simple. Everyone will step onto the battle stage and fight. The eighty people remaining on the battle stage will be the eighty people who will advance!"
"Of course, there is a condition. You can team up, but the number of people can't exceed three. More than three people will be considered breaking the rules!"
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