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In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and the third level is finally about to begin.

Ye Su walked into the arena to see Ning Shuyao, could not help but raise an eyebrow, little sister rose again, has reached the peak of the late YuanYing stage.

In fact, the current situation and the original has been different, Ye Su remembered that in the original the main male will rise to the transformation stage only in the last level, but he advanced after the first level.

The Hohan Sect's own disciples also have not happened.

The original story of those who entered the last level, not written out in detail, only a few large sects of disciples and Nameless Sect of Ning Shuyao and Jane Lake.

The most critical point, the wheel tower, the original did not write, after the clan competition, the main male and female will go to all directions to experience, after a series of injuries, captured heavenly treasures, advancement, beheading the devil, etc., the two finally together.

"Eldest sister." Ning shallow Yao to Ye Su's gaze, immediately curved eyes smile and shouted, she walked towards this side, "to the third level, shallow Yao some nervous."

"...... Senior Sister is also nervous." Ye Su back a tingling, so big, little sister first time with such a childish tone of voice to her.

"Big Sister." The first time I saw you, I was very nervous.

No, big sister is just nervous by you.

Ye Su was thinking about how to pull out her hand, weeping blood sword suddenly leapt over from behind, undisguised, with a burst of killing energy.

Ning shallow Yao perceived, quickly let go of Ye Su, backed up a few steps.

The Weeping Blood Sword stopped by Ye Su's arm, successfully relieving the big sister of her predicament.

You Fu Shi fell behind and stood with Yi Xuan, but the pencil stand, instead, revealed his impatience.

"Little senior brother is still not too skilled in controlling the sword." Ye Su sincerely explained to Ning Shanyao, "This sword kind of likes to run around."

"That's okay." Ning Shanyao shook her head, not minding.

The more she did, the more Ye Su's scalp tingled.

The female lead didn't go to the male lead, why did she come to her?

"Those who can enter the third level are very powerful." Ning Shuyao sighed softly and whispered, "If we enter the top ten, the Sect Leader should be very happy."

Ye Su: "...... hmm."

It was a good thing that the patriarchs of several major clans came over at this time and managed to keep Ye Su away from Ning Shuyao.

This time the arena has made some changes, fifteen rings were set up in the middle, several big sect masters sat on the front of the high platform, and people from other sects were watching from the side of the ring.

In addition to the previous five sect masters on the platform, this time there is also the Dan sect master.

"There are thirty-one people in this final level." Daoist Fengduan's eyes fell on the thirty-one people standing in the middle of the field, "Let's start with a round of drawing lots."

The brown-haired old man came over with a tube of jade sticks, "Each person draws one, and the back of the stick corresponds to the corresponding ring number." He stood there, waiting for the men to come over and draw the sticks.

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