The first dragon of all time

Logically speaking, a stick of incense lasts at least half an hour. However, the old man in the robe lit the stick of sandalwood in the incense burner with real fire and burned very quickly.

"I challenge!"

Seeing that the sandalwood was about to burn to the end, someone finally couldn't help it anymore, jumped up and landed on the ring, not wanting Jia Bingyun to take away a spot in vain!

What he saw was a bald, strong man, with muscles all over his body bulging like rocks, full of explosive power.

"Then let's get started."

The old man in robes was condescending, looking down at the two people on the ring indifferently. He was like a giant, admiring the fight between the ants from above.

Jia Bingyun and the bald man clasped their fists at each other and gestured.

Buzz! ...

The bald man took the lead and took the lead. His first-level Immortal Emperor realm cultivation exploded and he flew towards Jia Bingyun at high speed.

boom! ...

A punch blasted out, creating a bright punch that penetrated the space and contained majestic power!

The old man in robes stroked his long beard, nodded slightly, and said calmly, "The first-level Immortal Emperor is at the bottom among the outer disciples of our Flying Star Sect, but among casual cultivators, he is also pretty good."

Obviously, there was a hint of arrogance in his words.

"With a first-level Immortal Emperor realm cultivation, can I only be at the bottom among the outer sect of Feixing Sect?"

“The overall strength of Feixing Sect’s outer sect is too strong, let alone the inner sect and the elders.”…

Hearing this, the casual cultivators gasped.

Li Feiliu clicked his tongue, "The Feixing Sect is worthy of being a powerful force in the Thirty-Five Stars. Our Pingtian Sect and the Xie family cannot compare."

Long Qingchen was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the power of Thirty-Five Stars was so strong.

Although he has the memory of the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor, the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor only pays attention to those super powerful forces, and basically does not care much about the forces below eighty stars. Therefore, the memory of the forces below eighty stars, Very vague.

Moreover, more than three billion years have passed since the ancient times. Great changes must have taken place between the thirty-five star forces at that time and the thirty-five star forces now.

Therefore, the memory of the Nine Ni Dragon Emperor is not completely accurate for this era.

Feng Jiu Ming and Yu Yanran looked calm. Apparently, the Triumph Sect knew the "ins and outs" of the Feixing Sect very well and were not surprised.

Sonorous! ...

Faced with the menacing punch from the bald man, Jia Bingyun did not panic. The long sword in her hand suddenly came out of its sheath, making a harsh trembling sound.

Buzz! ...

Immortal power surged from her palm and quickly gathered on the tip of the sword, turning into a cold star.

Whoosh! ...

Hanxing flickered, took her with her long sword, and disappeared in an instant!

"Drawing sword style!"

The old man in robes condensed his eyes and recognized him at a glance, "Among casual cultivators, it is rare for someone to master the sword-drawing posture among the nine postures of kendo."

Yu Yanran's beautiful eyes were a little surprised, "I heard that in the previous qualifying rounds, as long as anyone's cultivation reached the high-level Immortal King realm, they could steadily advance to the main round. In this qualifying round, almost all of these casual cultivators have reached the level of cultivation." They have reached the high-level Immortal King, and many have reached the Immortal King Realm. The level of this finals competition is much higher than the previous finals."

Feng Jiu Ming's eyes were deep, "Actually, it's normal. This era belongs to the golden age, with rich spiritual energy and abundant cultivation resources. The overall strength of the cultivators will only get stronger and stronger."

Hearing what he said, Yu Yanran also understood this, "That's true."

Boom! ...

The bald man's fist hit the barrier at the edge of the ring, like a huge stone thrown into a deep pool, causing violent ripples!

Then, the bald man's forward body suddenly stopped, because a long sword was already pressed against his neck. The person holding the long sword was Jia Bingyun who had disappeared just now.

one move!

The secret of the sword drawing style lies in the speed of drawing the sword, fast!

Okay, pre-emptive strike.

Okay, first come first served.

Long Qingchen nodded slightly, and it could be seen that Jia Bingyun's sword-drawing posture had reached the level of Hinayana.

"I lost."

The bald man smiled bitterly.

"The sword drawing style is too strong, who can defeat her?"

"The nine sword postures are said to be invincible at the same level. In other words, under the same cultivation level, if she masters the sword drawing posture, she is basically invincible. Unless her cultivation level is much higher than hers, it is possible to defeat her. "

"She is also a first-level Immortal Emperor. She needs at least a third-level Immortal Emperor to defeat her. It is only possible. It is estimated that only a fourth-level Immortal Emperor can defeat her with absolute certainty."

"However, among the people participating in the finals, who has reached the fourth level of Immortal Emperor or above? It seems that there is no one?"...

The casual cultivators looked at Jia Bingyun on the ring with fear. After seeing her strength, no one wanted to challenge her.

"There is one!"

A female casual cultivator seemed to remember something, shouted, and suddenly pointed at the young man in green shirt.

The casual cultivators also quickly remembered.

"Just now, he was able to calmly avoid the siege of Feng Jiu Ming and Yu Yanran. On the one hand, it was because of his good body skills. On the other hand, his cultivation level must be relatively high. He is estimated to be above the fifth level Immortal Emperor. .”

"Is he going to take the stage to challenge?"...

Yu Yanran sneered. The casual cultivators had relatively low cultivation levels and could not sense the cultivation level of the young man in blue shirt. However, she could sense it and directly revealed the details of the young man in blue shirt. "His cultivation level is that of a sixth-level Immortal Emperor."

Hearing this, Jia Bingyun on the ring couldn't help but frown and became a little nervous. If the young man in green shirt challenged her, then even if she mastered the sword drawing style, she would not be able to defeat the young man in green shirt because of the young man in blue shirt's cultivation. It is a full five levels higher than her, and has exceeded the range that the sword drawing style can cross.

Of course, the casual cultivators hope that the young men in green shirts will challenge them, so that those with higher cultivation levels can face off first and eliminate some, so that they can take advantage later.

"I won't challenge it, let's see."

Long Qingchen looked indifferent. With his strength, it was almost certain that he would pass the qualifying round, so he was not in a hurry.

Hearing what he said, look for Shuyuan www.ｽzhaosｈhuyuan.com. The casual cultivators were a little disappointed, because no matter who was in the ring next, they would have to look at his "face" and worry that he would suddenly come up to challenge.

"Since there is no one to challenge, Jia Bingyun does not need to win ten games in a row, he can directly pass the qualifying round and advance to the main round of the martial arts competition!"

The old man in robes announced, took out a competition token and threw it to Jia Bingyun.

Jia Bingyun happily caught the token. She was a casual cultivator and participated in the main competition of the martial arts competition. Although it was impossible to get any rankings, being able to compete with the top geniuses from all major forces on the same stage would be of great benefit to her future practice. The advantage is that at the very least, you can know the gap between you and the top geniuses. Moreover, this is also an honor. "Thank you, elder."

The old man in robes glanced at the roster, "Next, the champion, Wang Yiheng!"

Yu Yanran's beautiful eyes stared at the young man in green shirt coldly, "I'm just waiting to challenge you, you can't avoid it."

"Idiot." Long Qingchen was too lazy to pay attention to her. He didn't expect that a beautiful woman could be so annoying.