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Floating Island No. 5.
Xuanqing Taoist Gate, Wan Renxue.
Battle, immeasurable Buddhism, suffering is purified.
Wan Renxue won.
Among the countless Buddhist sects, only Kuchanzi advanced to the top seven.
The last one.
Floating Island No. 6.
During the civil war in the Confucian sect of Haoran, Lu Chen fought against his fellow disciples and was outstanding.
Zhuo Buqun didn't even fight and just announced defeat.
Of course Lu Chen would not kill him and ended the game.
The top 13 matches are over.
A brand new list is out.
Top seven list.
Xuanqing Dao Sect: Wan Wuhen, Wan Renxue.
Penglai Shenzong: Luo Fu, Fang Luxuan.
Infinite Buddhism: Kuchanzi.
Haoran Confucianism: Lu Chen.
Nanhai Zundian: Murong Yan.
The leader of the Wuliang Sect walked to the center of the dojo and announced: "This sect leader announces that next is the second stage of this Holy Son Ceremony, the Taoist competition, and the final battle."
"In this round, the top four contestants will be determined to advance to the third stage of the Holy Son Ceremony."
After hearing this sentence, the audience suddenly remembered.
There will be no semi-finals or finals in this Taoist competition of the Holy Son Ceremony.
Instead, the top four contestants enter collectively to compete in the third stage.
As for what the third phase will be, it has not yet been revealed.
The leader of the Wuliang Sect paused and continued: "Next, it's the top seven competition, voting."
"The seven contestants will conduct a referendum, and one of them will receive a bye and directly advance to the semi-finals."
"Now, the seven contestants, write down on the jade slips the person you least want to fight with."
The audience immediately began to look forward to it.
"Tell me, who got the most votes in this round?"
"No need to ask, it must be Wan Wuhen. Who is willing to fight against the strongest Holy Son in the Seven Thousand Tournament?"
"Oh? That's not necessarily true. I feel like the one who gets the most votes might be Luo Fu!"
"I feel that this year's Holy Son Ceremony will no longer have only the three most powerful Holy Sons, but the four most powerful Holy Sons!"
"Wan Wuhen, Lu Chen, and Ku Chanzi all want to kill Luo Fu, but they should be more willing to kill him in the finals!"
"That's how you win glory, win a place and move the world!"
Soon, Wuliang Sect Master announced the voting results.
"In order to show openness and fairness, the answer is revealed now."
"Luo Fu votes: Fang Luxuan."
"Fang Luxuan votes: Luo Fu."
"Wan Wuhen votes: Kuchanzi."
"Wan Renxue votes: Lu Chen."
"Lu Chen voted: Kuchanzi."
"Murong Yan votes: Murong Yan."
"Kuchanzi votes: Wan Wuhen."
"Among them, Wuliang Buddhism and Kuchanzi received two votes and advanced to the top four."
This result surprised the audience, but not surprising.
"The three saints obviously don't want to meet each other at this stage, so they vote for each other."
"Kuchanzi got two votes, it was pure luck."
"Luo Fu and Fang Luxuan voted for each other, and they understand each other very well. As fellow students, they both want to send each other to the semi-finals."
However, Ku Chanzi, who had advanced directly to the semi-finals without fighting, had an extremely ugly look on his face.
Anyone who gets this opportunity would be grateful.
But Kuchanzi gritted his teeth and roared angrily.
He did not leave, but walked up to Luo Fu with a cold face.
Ku Chanzi's eyes were filled with resentment, and he said to Luo Fu in a solemn tone: "Luo Fu, I beg you, poor monk."
"I beg you, poor monk, you must survive!"
"You can only die in the hands of a poor monk!"
Luo Fu replied calmly: "Don't worry, I won't die even if you die."
Ku Chanzi had a sullen face, nodded, turned and left.
The leader of Wuliang Sect glanced at Kuchanzi's back with distress.
Then, it was announced that the groups would be drawn.
and announced the final grouping results.
"Floating Island No. 1: Penglai Divine Sect Luo Fu, fighting against Xuanqing Taoist Sect Wan Renxue."
"Floating Island No. 2: Xuanqing Taoist Sect Wan Wuhen, fighting against Penglai Divine Sect Fang Luxuan."
"Floating Island No. 3: Haoran Confucian Sect Lu Chen, fighting against Murong Yan of Nanhai Zundian."
The Holy Son Dojo was filled with boos.
"Luo Fu, once again, missed the Three Holy Sons!"
"Damn it, the Penglai Divine Sect's luck is really amazing!"
"Is this bottom sect really going to squeeze into the top four?"
"What a hell! From the bottom to the top four? I can't bear this bad breath!"
"Especially that Fang Luxuan, among so many powerful people who have been reincarnated by the Immortal Emperor, she has survived until now. Why does she have it?"
This is the end of the ceremony.
All the surviving contestants are all reincarnations of the Immortal Emperor.
And, one is suspected to be the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, Luo Fu.
Only Fang Luxuan, in the eyes of the public, is not even a reincarnation of an immortal.
This result made many people feel unhappy.
Before the game.
Wan Wuhen unexpectedly found Luo Fu.
Looking at this unexpected visitor, Luo Fu did not react violently, but just looked at him calmly.
Wan Wuhen sighed with emotion and smiled: "I never thought that I, Wan Wuhen, would be able to beg you, Luo Fu, one day."
"Luo Fu, Xiaoxue is my sister Wan Wuhen."
"Although I don't believe you can defeat her, I hope you will be merciful if you are unlucky."
"Accordingly, I won't marry your fiancée either. This is my promise to you."
On the side, Wan Renxue sneered: "Brother, what are you talking about? With just this Luo Fu, does he have a chance to defeat me, Wan Renxue?"
"Why are you so sentimental and indecisive like Kuchanzi?"
Wan Wuhen looked straight and said seriously to Wan Renxue: "Luo Fu, there is still a certain chance that he can defeat you. I don't know his final trump card yet."
Wan Renxue laughed: "Brother, have you forgotten who passed down my magical skills?"
"You forgot again, your sister is extremely talented and has the body of a human being!"
"What I practice is not the human's magic, but the demon's magic!"
Wan Wuhen slapped his forehead and laughed, "Yes, I almost ignored it."
"No matter how powerful Luo Fu's skills are, can he still dabble in the magic of the demon clan?"
Everyone was stunned.
Shemale body?
Demonic magic?
"Ah? The human race can actually practice the magic of the demon race?"
"Is it possible that Wan Renxue and Wan Wuhen were not born to the same parents? One of Wan Renxue's parents is a powerful demon clan?"
This statement made Luo Fu a little surprised.
It is not that the human race and the demon race cannot be combined.
However, the world views and behavior styles of both sides are not the same, and they rarely see eye to eye with each other.
However, there are always surprises in everything.
Wan Renxue is the descendant of the human race and the demon race, which is not too outrageous.
Immediately, Wan Renxue came to Luo Fu and smiled contemptuously: "Luo Fu, I, Wan Renxue, obtained the magic of the demon clan by chance from the Great Secret Realm."
"Have you ever heard of the nine supreme beasts and the nine demon ancestors?"
"Haha, if I say it, I might scare you out of fear!"
"The original owner of the immortal skills that I, Wan Renxue, cultivated, was... the Ancient Dragon Beast of Ten Thousand Demons!"
Luo Fu was stunned.
He rarely freezes.
But this time, it was really unexpected.
Ancient Ming Ten Thousand Demons Ancestral Dragon Beast?
Isn't that Xiao Gu?
Does Xiaogu have some magical magic? As Xiao Gu's master, why didn't he know?
As the supreme divine beast, Xiao Gu is extremely talented.
Luo Fu didn't give him any magic at all, he just gave him magic, supernatural powers, and even higher beings.
Immediately, Luo Fu looked at Wan Renxue up and down with strange eyes.
Could it be that the demonic magic that this woman practices is fake?
However, what kind of magic this woman's demon clan is, you will know once you try it.
At this time, Wan Wuhen said to Luo Fu, "Did you hear what Xiaoxue said?"
"Haha, Luo Fu, you'd better stay alive."
"As long as you are alive, I will hide my trump card and let Fang Luxuan live."
"If you die, Fang Luxuan will definitely die too!"
Luo Fu looked impatient: "Have you said enough?"
"Enough said, let's enter."
Subsequently.
Luo Fu and Wan Renxue were both teleported to Floating Island No. 1.
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his hands and looked steadily at Wan Renxue opposite.
Let's take a look at the origin of the so-called demon clan's magic that Wan Renxue practiced.
Opposite Wan Renxue, her pretty face was filled with absolute confidence.
"Luo Fu, you are already dead, but you don't know it yet."
"Believe me."
"I, Wan Renxue, will avenge Wan Jun!"
"You are not worthy to fight with my brother Wan Wuhen!"
