Myriad Ages First Dragon

Myriad Ages First Dragon Chapter 1108

2020-10-30

Chapter 1108 Crazy!

"Continue to draw lots!"

Dongfang Wushuang announced loudly.

Fourteen people left, put their hands on the wheel of fortune.

weng!

The two pointers turn, one points to the Sect Lord Bai Youyuan, and the other points to the patriarch of the undead Demon Race, the devil!

"Please."

Mo Tian gave Bai Youyuan a cold look, and stepped onto the ring first.

Looking at the murderous-looking Demon Heaven, the other two Supreme geniuses from the Creation Sect felt terrified.

"Sect Lord, forget it, admit defeat."

"This friendship competition is no longer interesting, it has completely turned into a life-and-death confrontation."

Two Supreme geniuses persuade speaking of which.

"It's fine."

Bai Youyuan stepped into the ring step by step. As one of the Seven Heroes of Ten Thousand Years, how could he be frightened by the devil? If he didn't dare to fight, then, His Dao Heart will be blocked, the cultivation base will stop before the indestructible field, and the impossible will move forward.

roar!

The magic sky was close to the cultivation base of the immortal realm, and behind him, a huge shadow appeared.

"Kill!"

The magic sky suddenly punched out, and the shadow behind him, following his movements, was also punched out, containing boundless power!

He is just like Dongfang Wushuang.

Obviously, this is to retaliate against Fengyuan Alliance!

weng!

Bai Youyuan did not dare to be careless, released his own way, released thousands of natural phenomena, and continuously displayed more than ten top-level Defenses of the fortune-telling religion Martial Skill!

Boom!

However, he still couldn't stop Mo Tian's violent punch. All his defenses were pierced by this fist, and his entire body was blasted out, hitting the Formation on the edge of the ring. Going up, slipping down, lying on the ground coughing up blood, serious injury!

"We Sect Lord admit defeat!"

"Magic Heaven, stop!"

The other two Supreme geniuses from the Creation Sect shouted quickly.

pu!

Mo Tian's eyes were ferocious and punched out again, directly smashing Bai Youyuan to become a blood mist, and then, he swayed a piece of True Fire, killing the blood Mist burns away, flying ash annihilation!

The whole place was silent.

The people of the Great Influence in Fengyuan were all gasping for breath, and Bai Youyuan, one of the Seven Heroes of Ten Thousand Years, died like this.

"Magic Heaven, you!"

"Our Sect Lord has conceded defeat, the showdown is over, and you still make a move!"

The other two of Good Fortune Sect The Supreme genius has red, tearing eyes, glaring at the devil.

Motian sneered, "I only heard you admit defeat for Sect Lord, and I didn't hear you Sect Lord admit defeat in person. So, the duel is not over yet, so I will naturally continue to shoot."

The two Supreme geniuses of the Cult of Creation were speechless.

"Continue to draw lots!"

Dongfang Wushuang let out a light smile and announced it like a reminder.

The people who closed the Great Influence and the Open Source Great Influence all felt their scalps tingle.

Both sides want to quit if you ride a tiger, it's hard to get off, but whoever quits this "death" conference first will be ridiculed by the whole universe, so who They didn't dare to say quit, they could only continue with brace oneself.

The third draw, the Buddha Palace Lord Liuxishui, met the Sect Master, Que Ying!

The two fought over 3,000 tricks against each other and suffered from both sides. In the end, they could only end in a tie, neither could kill the other, and the atmosphere eased a little.

However, after the fourth draw, the atmosphere became tense again.

Because, Gu Ran, the Sect Master of the Sect of Ten Thousand Buddhas, met Luo Chang, the patriarch of the Og Meng Family, and Gu Ran killed Luo Chang!

The fifth draw, open Sect Lord Tian Zhao Lingling, against the swallowing star Sect Master, Zimu!

After fighting more than 4,000 tricks, Zhao Lingling was killed by quilt wood!

In the sixth draw, Long Qingchen faced Samsara Palace Lord, Ling Han.

Long Qingchen knew that the two sides had already killed him, he couldn't show mercy, otherwise, it would cause the wrath of the Great Influence of Fengyuan, so he could only do his best to show Yin-Yang Primal Chaos Picture, killing Ling Han!

In the seventh draw, there are only two people left. In fact, there is no need to draw lots. The patriarch of the Qing family has met the patriarch of the balance family, He Xu!

Long Qingchen is worried for He Xu. Although he has never played against Qingcheng Meng before, he also knows that Qingcheng Meng is extremely powerful and can be ranked among the top seven heroes in the ten thousand years.

Fortunately, he was worried for nothing. He Xu was also very strong. He fought with Qingcheng Meng for more than 2,000 moves, suffering from both sides, and in the end, it ended in a draw.

Dongfang Wushuang said with a smile, "The first big game, the duel has all ended, both sides have won three games, lost three games, and tied two games, it's really evenly matched."

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Seeing his smile, everyone shuddered.

The Seven Thousand Years Heroes of Fengyuan Alliance, Qing's patriarch, Qingcheng Dream was seriously injured, Palace Lord Liu Xishui was seriously injured, Sect Lord Tian Zhao Lingling fell, and Sect Lord Bai Youyuan fell!

The Eight Saints of Ten Thousand Years from the Open Source Alliance, He Xu was seriously injured by Pingheng patriarch, Que Ying was seriously injured by Sect Master, Primordial Primal Chaos Race Changfusha Falls, Nightmare patriarch Luo Changfalls, Samsara Palace Lord Ling Han fell!

For both parties, this is an immeasurable loss!

You must know that such a peerless Supreme genius, which took countless cultivation resources to cultivate, died in such an unfathomable mystery "friendship" meeting.

Of course, there are two main reasons for such tragic results.

One is that Dongfang Wushuang, as the Fengyuan Alliance Leader, took the lead in beheading the floating sand of the primordial Primal Chaos Race, igniting the anger of the Open Source Alliance;

The other is that The epoch-long hatred between Fengyuan Alliance and Open Source Alliance can easily get out of control.

"Next, there will be a second big showdown, that is, the showdown between the juniors!"

Dongfang Wushuang read out the names of the two sides one by one.

The juniors from Fengyuan Alliance: Purple Venerable Lei, Chongtongzun, Ban Xianzun, Dongfang Yaoshi, Qing Family Holy Son

The juniors from the Open Source Alliance, That is, the five juniors who are known as the contemporary five tyrants.

After five tragic fights.

The purple Venerable Lei of Fengyuan Alliance has fallen, the Oriental Yaoshi has fallen, and the Holy Son of the Qing family has fallen!

On the Open Source Alliance side, the overlord of the two younger generations has also fallen.

"What kind of bullshit friendship discussion meeting is this!"

Supreme Tianzong's Sect Master Lu Heavenly Eye hugged the body of Purple Venerable Lei with blood red eyes, roared up, and was about to go crazy .

The Allure Dream, who was seriously injured and fainted, just woke up and found that his Holy Son had fallen. He was in a hurry and fainted again.

For the fall of Dongfang Yaoshi, Dongfang Wushuang was a little calm. Terrifying, he just lightly said to the guards of the Dongfang Family, "Put the remnant of Yaoshi in the ancestral land and bury it."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked Looking at him, his own son has fallen, but he can still be so calm, is he still human?

With shaking hands, the guards carried Dongfang Yaoshi's broken body down.

Long Qingchen also looked at Dongfang Wushuang suspiciously. In his impression, Dongfang Wushuang has always been relatively calm. However, recently, Dongfang Wushuang has been a little crazy, and he took the lead in organizing this Fengyuan Festival. The open-source "friendship" discussion meeting, and took the lead in beheading the Supreme genius of the open-source force, provoked the anger of both sides, causing both sides to be red-eyed, and so many Supreme geniuses have fallen.

"Did Dongfang Wushuang affect the temperament by the gray fog?"

He could only guess that Dongfang Wushuang's ultimate Profound Truth was obtained from him, and was gradually grayed out. The fog affects the temperament, becoming bloodthirsty and cruel, and it's also possible.

The third big showdown was relatively dull, because they were all Supreme geniuses who were not very "famous".

After five fights, one was killed on the Fengyuan Alliance side and two were seriously injured; two on the Open Source Alliance side died.

The Great Influence of Fengyuan and the Great Influence of Open Source, both sides are secretly sighed in relief, the "friendship" discussion conference is finally over, it's crazy!

This crazy "friendship" meeting is destined to be remembered by the Great Influences on both sides, and it will go down in history because, since Immemorial Era, no tournament has died in one day. So many Supreme geniuses!

The Great Influences of Fengyuan and the Great Influences of Open Source, both sides left quietly and left silently, without provoking each other again. In this oppressive atmosphere, it would be easy to provoke each other again. The war between the closed source alliance and the open source alliance broke out.

(end of this chapter)