The Crazy Sect prepared a large box with eighteen bamboo sticks written on it, waiting for the strong people from all sides to take the initiative to draw lots.

Obviously, the other forces are not as crazy as Ye Qinghan, and they put most of the chances of victory on a few people, because there are too many elite kings, and they can consume a powerful force to kill one side, and the number of mad sects is scarce, and they can't afford to consume so much.

Many forces put the boxes at the front of the ring and waited for the draw.

The Crazy Sect was at the end of the line, waiting for others to use up all the active lottery signatures before preparing to draw.

Most of the forces obviously did not arrange for the strongest to draw more than ten lots, but divided them equally, and soon it was counted, the crazy sect was drawn, Ye Qinghan and Ye Huang were not drawn once, Jiang Jingtian and Gu Qingyu and Li Feng were drawn three times, Nangong Yunlan was drawn twice, Emperor Longtian was also drawn twice, and the remaining eight were divided equally, Xuanyuan Liu and Nangong Aoxue were not drawn.

Such a draw is considered to be a lottery, and neither the two weakest and strongest were drawn.

Then the Mad Sect began to take the initiative to draw lots, Ye Qinghan grabbed two lots in each holy land box, and threw them to the statisticians in the rear, so he continued to draw the second box, which was still two signs.

The major holy lands looked at Ye Qinghan like a madman, how could the ring matches between kings be so frequent?

Soon, Ye Qinghan grabbed seventeen boxes, and finally grabbed one in the boxes of the Demon God Mountain and the Wu Clan's camp, making up thirty-six sticks.

Jiang Jingtian was the same, but he drew a lot from a box, drew seventeen boxes in a row, and finally drew one more in the Wu clan's camp.

Li Feng, Gu Qingyu, Emperor Longtian, Ye Huang, Nangong Yunlan as usual, their way of drawing lots made both the Wu Clan and the Demon God Mountain feel a little incredible, but they were relieved when they thought about it, although there were many top powerhouses in the Mad Sect, the elite kings obviously could not be compared with the Holy Land, they couldn't find so many people, and the strongest could only carry them.

The data was quickly counted, and Ye Qinghan looked at the character he had drawn, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Damn, why is my luck so low?"

Looking at the thirty-six names and scenes, Ye Qinghan was like being struck by lightning and stood on the spot.

The Divine Bird stretched out his head curiously to look at it, almost fell off his shoulder, and then shouted, "This Divine Bird has served you, I knew that it would be better for me to draw lots for you!"

Jiang Jingtian and the others also stretched out their heads to take a look, almost spurting blood, only to see that Ye Qinghan's list read, the first game, Dao Tianyun Fei, the second game, Huo Tianhe, the third game, the Qinglong Holy Son, the fourth Xuanwu Holy Son, the fifth game, the magic power, the seventh Wu Zulong, the eighth game......

It's all top characters, and if you give up, it's equivalent to giving up more than ten points, which is the rhythm to force him to play.

"You're too unlucky, aren't you? You're all top kings, and you won't be exhausted to death if you fight to the end?" said Gu Qingyu with a frown.

Ye Qinghan was sweating on his forehead, feeling that his luck was so good that he was against the sky, as if he had reached out to pick it, and the top existences of the major holy lands were all on his list.

Soon, Ye Qinghan's battle list was spread, and many holy masters looked at him one after another, with strange looks in their eyes, some were gloating, and some were sympathetic.

Poof――――――――

Mo Li was sipping tea, saw everyone's battle list and the number of battles, and aimed at Ye Qinghan's number of battles, and sprayed it out directly.

The second-generation witch god looked at the list coldly, and then looked at Ye Qinghan, who was stunned in place, with no emotion on his face, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

The Holy Lord of the Supreme Holy Land, Nangong Batian, was a little dizzy, how bad luck does it take to draw such a declining list? All of them are top-level existences, and it is estimated that one battle a day can exhaust a holy son, and it is obviously impossible to fight only one game a day.

"What should you do, you alone account for thirty-six points......" Jiang Jingtian smiled bitterly, there are so many masters, one fight and one loses both, not to mention so many.

Ye Qinghan's face twitched, and he looked at the number of battles and battle lists of Jiang Jingtian and the others, and found that the most they dealt with were one or two top-level existences, and the others were ordinary elite kings, as long as there was enough rest time and good healing resources, it would not be a problem at all to push all the way to the end.

"What can I do?

Many Holy Sons and Divine Sons looked at Ye Qinghan with mocking eyes, and they all wanted to see how a person who was not a Supreme Inheritor could challenge the Holy Son and Divine Maiden of the Twenty-One Holy Land!

Ye Qinghan shook his head, this luck is really against the sky, twenty-one holy sons, he alone took nineteen, except for the Sky Overlord and the killed Ji Tian Shenwu King, they are all inside, and the two weakest ones are not there.

"There is only one ring, a radius of 30,000 meters, there is an enchantment in all directions, in addition, the secret art is a killing technique, so the ring is a life and death fight, unless you take the initiative to admit defeat, you don't need to stop, but one party admits defeat, and the other party must not attack and kill again, otherwise besiege it. "The second generation of witch gods is extremely majestic, and has announced the rules, and there are only these two rules.

Everyone nodded in agreement, with this rule, at least unnecessary deaths can be reduced, no one knows if they can survive, but they can admit defeat and save their lives.

Ye Qinghan looked back at the people of the Mad Sect and said in a low voice, "Remember, face is not important, resources are important, life is more important, Mad Sect does not need heroes, survival is the real hero, no one can be reckless." ”

Jiang Jingtian and the others nodded, but the strongest of them were not afraid, and it was impossible for the top gods to kill them in seconds, and they could only progress after fighting to the death.

The first one to fight in the Crazy Sect was Emperor Longtian, and he was also the opener of the game, he was challenged, and the challenger was an elite king of the Supreme Holy Land of Time and Space, Cangwu Saint, at this moment, he looked at all beings, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he obviously wanted to start the first battle and be famous all over the world.

Emperor Longtian was not famous before, he had been staying in the sect, Cangwu Saint didn't know Emperor Longtian, he just felt that he was a junior, and it was a good choice to kill the mad sect's sharp spirit, so he rushed to the center of the ring without hesitation, and the enchantment emitted rainbow rays, rushing into the sky, and the energy fluctuations were like water waves, which could block any internal attacks, but would not block the external energy from entering the interior, which was also convenient for the major holy lords to enter to save people.

Emperor Long Tian held the Heavenly Dao Killing Sword in his hand, the golden armor holy clothes danced, and walked towards the enchantment step by step, the supreme divine power of the green dragon on his body was restrained, but the mark of the green dragon could not be concealed, and an energy golden dragon wandered around the golden body, it was obvious.

The pupils of the Holy Lord of the Green Dragon Holy Land shrank, and he looked at the Emperor Dragon Heaven incredulously, and then looked back at the Blue Dragon Holy Son, with obvious suspicion in his eyes.

Many Holy Lords were also quite shocked, there was a problem with the Blue Dragon Supreme Inheritance, otherwise there would not be two heirs!

Swish!

Emperor Long Tian didn't care about the eyes of others, and stepped into the enchantment, his battle robe raised, and his left hand flicked the hilt of the Heavenly Dao Sword.

Cangwu Sheng looked at Emperor Longtian with disdain, his eyes flashed, and his will controlled the Great Dao of Time and Space, and if he wanted to imprison Emperor Longtian's body, he would destroy his golden body if he drew his sword.

Groan――――――――

The speed at which Emperor Long Tian drew his sword was ten or even a hundred times faster than him, and when the Heavenly Dao Sword popped out in his left hand, a sword light appeared in the sky, tearing through the shackles of time and space, and destroying the will of the Cangwu Saint.

Rumble!

The sword came out and entered the sheath, but in an instant, Cangwu Sheng's body suddenly froze, and then fell from the sky, spilling blood for 10,000 meters in the ring.