Zombie Evil Emperor

Seeing three Dzogchen cultivators in the late stage of divine transformation appearing outside the ring, leaving Yang Tian standing alone on the ring, the scene fell silent.

"What's going on?"

Not only were the audience stunned, but Yang Tian on the stage was also stunned.

Looking at the winners in each arena, the one who didn't fight for his life was the one who finally eliminated the other eleven people.

However, it was so weird for someone like Yang Tian to win in this way. He didn't even do anything, and the three Dzogchen cultivators in the late stage of divine transformation left the ring in this way and lost.

"This guy is so lucky. Why don't I have such a good reputation..."

Many of the failed cultivators were staring at Yang Tian in the ring with envy.

"Haha, how about it, let you two trick me, and the bamboo basket will be empty." The Dzogchen cultivator of the late stage of spiritual transformation released his two big hands, with a proud look, this is because you don't let me, I won't let you do it either. It would be great if we all finish playing together.

"you are vicious!"

The two Dzogchen monks in the late stage of divine transformation who were brought out felt regretful and speechless in their hearts. If they had known this, it would be better to deal with the mid-stage spiritual transformation monk first. This time, all three of them would be finished.

The ten immortals sitting on the clouds high in the sky couldn't help but be startled when they saw this. This was really unexpected.

At this time, an immortal suddenly frowned and said: "A monk from another world almost entered the top 100. Let's arrange a good one for him in the third game later, so as not to let people make irresponsible remarks because he is an outsider."

Even though Yang Tian won by accident this time, the immortal was still dissatisfied and wanted to do something to eliminate Yang Tian in the third round and prevent him from entering the top 100.

No other immortals had any objections to this, including Immortal Sun Shang. He allowed Yang Tian to scream at the Immortal Competition of the Human Race in the Immortal Realm of Zi Luo Xing. It doesn't matter among the Perfection monks, since he won't get a rank anyway.

However, now that Yang Tian is only half a step away from the top 100, this is no longer allowed to happen.

Not to mention that Immortal, Immortal Sun Shang would arrange it like this, give him a strong opponent, and make him lose outside the top 100 in the third game.

"Okay, let me arrange this matter." An immortal suddenly said. He also had disciples in the competition. As long as his disciples are arranged to meet Chu Xun in the next round, wouldn't his disciples come forward and be among the top fifty or so?

"I won't bother Elder Wu about this matter. I arranged for Chu Xun to go in, so let my people handle it."

Immortal Sun Shang found a reasonable reason. As the saying goes, if the wealth does not flow to outsiders, it is better to benefit one's own people than to benefit others.

However, some people disagreed and said: "Elder Sun, it was you who opened your mouth that gave Yang Tian a chance to participate in the competition. Let's not mention it for now. I think it is fair to draw lots. Whoever catches it will be his disciple and grandson. , what do you think?"

"It's so good that I'm here!"

"I also agree to draw lots!"

Who wouldn't agree with this kind of fighting for one's disciples and grandchildren?

Everyone agreed, and Immortal Sun Shang didn't make any moves, so he could only follow and draw lots.

After drawing the lots, a female immortal suddenly smiled and said: "Hahaha, I'm pretty lucky, it's me."

Unbeknownst to many people below, these immortals on the high clouds decide the fate of a contestant.

In the face of rules and regulations, there are those who abide by the rules, and there are those who take advantage of the rules. Of course, there are also those who are superior and transcend the rules.

And these immortals are those who surpass the rules of the competition. Of course, it has something to do with Yang Tian not being a monk in their Purple Star cultivation world, otherwise they would not target him like this.

As time passed, the second round of the Immortal Court Competition ended at dawn the next day. After giving everyone an hour of rest, the third round of competition began.

After two rounds of chaotic battles and eliminations, those who are left now are the strongest group of monks in the transformation stage, both in terms of scheming and strength.

This third round of competition is very simple, it is a one-on-one arena match, the winner advances and the loser is eliminated.

After the second round, there were a total of 104 people, and everyone needed to draw lots to decide the order in which they would go on stage. After taking the stage, they would know who their opponents were.

Chu Xun drew number 55, and his opponent was number 56. Unfortunately, he didn't know who number 56 was. Suddenly, he felt eyes watching him from behind.

Turning around to look, I didn't recognize her at all. She was a woman with a good appearance in the late stage of divine transformation, wearing a white palace dress.

Seeing her smile at him, even though Yang Tian didn't recognize her, he nodded and smiled back.

What Yang Tian didn't know was that this woman was the disciple of the female immortal who drew lots, and was his opponent No. 56.

Just when Yang Tian looked at the woman, the third round had already begun, and there were already contestants competing on it.

Of the twenty-five stages, only five were used this time. Yang Tian's eyes were quickly attracted to the battle on the third stage.

It was Wei Tianxiong who was favored by others to win the first place in this Divine Transformation Competition. This person was really powerful, and his opponent was not weak either. The two of them could be said to be evenly matched, with not much of a gap.

boom!

An earth-shattering sound erupted during the attack of the two men. The sky and the earth there suddenly turned into a world of white light at this moment, and nothing could be seen except light.

"Huh?" An immortal looked up in the sky and couldn't help but said dumbly: "Both of them have reached the critical point of transcending the tribulation stage. This level of full force is comparable to the blow of an ordinary monk in the early stage of transcending the tribulation."

Then, the immortal shook his head and said, "It's a pity that the two of them bumped into each other. Otherwise, the top five positions must be occupied by the two of them. It's a pity that the loser can only be ranked outside fifty."

A competition does not only depend on one's personal cultivation level, but also depends on the right time, place and people. When two strong men meet, one of them is destined to fail sadly.

When the light dissipated, the results on the ring came out. Wei Tianxiong's tall and arrogant body squatted on the ground, breathing heavily.

His opponent, on the other hand, fell straight to the ground and passed out.

Obviously, Wei Tianxiong, who was still awake, won.

In the following time, some people won and some lost. Sun Tianxue, who was also very powerful and the first favorite in the competition, also defeated his opponent.

Her luck was better than that of Wei Tianxiong. Her opponent was a late-stage god-transformation monk, so she won quite easily.

"No. 55, No. 56, come to Arena No. 1."

shouted the person responsible for reading the number.

brush! Yang Tian's figure flashed and it was his turn on the No. 1 ring.