Zhuo Wen glanced over these dozens of figures, without exception, all of these dozens of people were in the Ninth Layer Emperor Realm, and none of them had comprehended the power of the law.

However, the power of the holy fortune made them realize the mystery of the law immediately, thus breaking through the shackles and reaching the realm of invincible emperors.

"The law of heaven has come, it seems that the breakthrough is about to end."

Someone exclaimed, sure enough, in the sky, dozens of powers of laws descended, most of them were five-element laws, but there were two people who attracted the attention of many people.

The law that these two people comprehended was not the law of the five elements, but a special law. Among them, a young man in his early twenties, the law that landed above his head contained an aura of destruction.

The law that this son comprehended was the same as Fuyu, God and Devil Peak of the Jiashen Academy, which was a law of destruction, and the powerful destructive aura contained in it made people's hearts tremble.

What descended from the top of the other person were countless sword shadows. These sword shadows revealed an incomparably fierce aura, which was actually a special law of the sword.

Looking at these two people, Zhuo Wen smiled, because these two people were his old friends, the one who comprehended the law of destruction was Canaan, and the one who comprehended the law of sword was Mo Lingtian.

In the past few years, the two have made rapid progress, especially Mo Lingtian. Although his talent was good at the beginning, there is still a certain gap compared with Canaan and Jiasha.

However, Mo Lingtian didn't fall behind Canaan in cultivation because of his talent, instead he kept pace with him, and his cultivation had reached the Ninth Layer Emperor Realm.

Now, because of the Holy Luck, he comprehended the power of the law in one fell swoop and became an invincible emperor.

As for Mo Yan Wushang and Jiasha, their cultivation bases are much higher than those of Canaan and Mo Lingtian, and they have both reached semi-holy status, especially Jiasha, whose cultivation base was originally the last among them. , but now he surpassed the others and became the strongest one.

However, Qingyin did not participate in the Jiuyou Conference this time, because her cultivation was stuck at the peak of the sixth-level emperor realm, and she had not broken through to a high level until now. This kind of cultivation is not even qualified to climb the ladder. Not to mention getting lucky.

The dozens of people who became enlightened because of the holy fortune are the envy of many people, especially those other warriors who failed to reach the third platform and were eliminated, and their hearts are bleeding.

"Everyone who has received the Holy Luck should have tasted the benefits of the Holy Luck, right?" Cao Rong stood above the void, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said calmly.

All the people standing on the stakes nodded their heads, and their gazes became eager. Even Qing Longzi, who was standing on the first stake, had a blaze of fire in his eyes.

"Hehe, this is just the first level, and the second level is for you to increase your luck. Come with me now."

After Cao Rong finished speaking, he walked away with Ge Ning and headed towards the western region.

The three thousand warriors standing on the wooden stakes looked at each other, and immediately swept down the wooden stakes, followed closely behind.

This time, the holy fortune that came from the depths of Jiuyoutian has been divided up by them, so they will naturally not stand on the stakes foolishly again.

The western area is thousands of miles wide, and this area is covered with many regional landscapes.

There are deserts, plains, forests and mountains inside, just like a small natural world.

Cao Rong and Ge Ning hovered over this natural world, and the three thousand warriors behind them also stopped behind them, staring at the natural world below in amazement.

And what is strange is that in this natural world, there are actually thirty huge arenas standing.

The distribution of these arenas is also quite uniform. Deserts, plains, forests, and mountains all have arenas, and the landscape of each arena is different.

"In the natural world, there are a total of thirty arenas, and each arena is extremely wide. There are three thousand people among you. If you divide them on average, each arena has one hundred people."

"The rules of this second level are actually very simple. That is the arena points system. Each of you has an initial score of one point. Every time you defeat someone, you will get one point, and you will lose one point if you fail."

"Then the result is that the points are ranked from high to low, and the top 100 will advance to the next round."

Cao Rong spoke lightly, and all the three thousand warriors nodded repeatedly. The rules of the points ranking are obviously quite fair.

After all, it would be unfair to use a two-by-two elimination system in the arena battle. After all, if two powerful talents meet and collide in advance, one of them will definitely be eliminated, which is not conducive to the progress of the arena.

But this point system is much better. It doesn't matter even if you lose one game, it's just one point less. As long as the total score ranks in the top 100, then you won't be eliminated.

This rule is obviously beneficial to those stronger geniuses.

"Everyone should have no objection to the rules, right?" Cao Rong said indifferently.

The three thousand warriors looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one spoke, obviously there was no objection.

"In that case, let's start drawing lots now. The thirty arenas have their own numbers, from one to thirty. Whichever number you draw, you will go to that arena."

After Cao Rong finished speaking, he waved his sleeve robe, and countless sticks of light suddenly came out of his hands, and fell into the hands of three thousand warriors with great spirituality.

Zhuo Wen flipped his right hand, and suddenly the number 'seven' was written on the light sign in his hand.

"Looks like it's the No. 7 ring." Zhuo Wen thought to himself.

"Everyone should know your own number, now let's go to their respective arenas."

When Cao Rong landed, all three thousand warriors rushed out, rushing into the natural world, looking for their respective rings. JrNovels.com