There was a slight silence in the venue.

Ye Wentian ignored the gaze around him.

In this ancient remnant formation, the stronger the force of the formation, the more clearly you can see what is deep underground.

"What a Great Flame Dragon King!"

"My people have never seen such a rampant man." The Blackhorn Patriarch's eyes sank, and for the first time, anger appeared on his face.

His figure took a step forward.

"Turn again!"

"Hospi." The Black Horn Patriarch raised his handprint, and the black rune condensed and saw it, and pressed it forward again.

In the ancient remnant array, the feeling of suffocation was difficult to hide.

The tumbling black mist continued to condense, and in less than a few breaths, hundreds of black tentacles condensed, like giant octopus tentacles, drilling out of the abyss underground.

"Hum!"

"Whirring ......"

The array shook, and the air hummed.

The strength of the ancient array is very strong, and it has the potential to cover the sky.

"This ...... What kind of secret array is this?"

"The Blackhorn tribe has such terrifying power."

"With this array alone, none of the eight major clans of the wasteland can match ......

Frost wolf, eye fish and other patriarchs, the look of horror on their faces could not be hidden.

They didn't doubt the strength of the Great Flame Dragon King, but the formation in front of them was too strong, and just the momentum made several clans unable to resist.

The eyes of everyone outside the venue are also gathered at this time.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

"Whew!"

"Whistling ......"

In the next second, the offensive hit.

The black tentacles in the sky pierced the air, bringing a monstrous momentum.

Ye Wentian slowly raised his head, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

"Well done!"

"I have a sword that I can cut off." The spiritual power in Ip Mantian's body exploded, gathering and fingertips, and swept the audience with a fierce momentum.

"Imperial Qi, Condensation."

Raise your hand and press down with one finger.

The air in front of him shook, and thousands of qi swords took shape in an instant, forming a blockade in the blink of an eye.

With the swipe of Ye Wentian's fingertips.

"Whew...... Whew."

"Hum!"

The air was split, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the terrifying fierceness swept inside and outside the field.

The majestic majesty shocked everyone inside and outside the stadium.

All eyes are on you.

"Brush Brush...... Brush."

"Bang!"

"Rumble ......"

The black tentacles in front of him were all cut down and scattered.

The strength of the qi sword, countless sword marks appeared on the formation platform, and the rune array seals around it were blocked, faintly instability.

"Huh? The strength of this mobilization is also very average." Ip Man's eyes flickered slightly.

The ancient remnants of the underground are not bad.

If the other party shoots with all his might, it will not be broken so easily.

The scene in front of him shocked everyone inside and outside the stadium.

"Good...... It's so strong!"

"No wonder he dared to be so arrogant."

"With just one move, it broke the power of the Black Horn Clan's secret array."

"This Great Flame Dragon King is terrifyingly strong......

The representatives of the small clan outside the venue could not hide the shock in their eyes, and their eyes couldn't help but focus.

The patriarchs of the major clans in the field clearly felt that the restraining power around them showed signs of relaxation.

"Awesome!"

"The clan was right."

"Great Flame Dragon King, Great and Imperial Beast Gate......

Frost Wolf, Meyu and other patriarchs could not hide the excitement on their faces.

Before the Eight Heads Summit began, they were also at a loss in their hearts, after all, the Royal Beast Gate had been crisscrossing the wasteland for more than a hundred years.

Now it seems that after today, the wasteland will change the sky.

The powerhouse of the Black Horn tribe was also shocked, and his eyes fell on the young man in front of him

, for the first time in his eyes, he showed jealousy.

The Blackhorn Patriarch frowned and stepped forward again.

"Humph!"

"Child, Hugh is rampant."

"There is another trick in this clan, which can suppress the true dragon." The Black Horn Patriarch pretended to be furious, and the aura around him rose again.

The originally trembling array was instantly stabilized, and the sigil no longer flickered.

"Array, turn again!"

"Please Teng Zu's true body and suppress this son." The Black Horn Patriarch shouted angrily, and the seal in his hand had been formed.

The finger pressed, and the mysterious runes flickered.

Suddenly, on the stage, the major clans were anxious by the Tengzu demon spirit, and began to become restless.

"Roar!"

"Whew!"

"Hum...... Buzz."

Frost Wolf, Ape Gang, Xuan Turtle, Xuan Snake, and other six Tengzu demon spirits, the fierce aura around them soared, and they turned their huge heads suddenly.

The scarlet eyes locked on Ye Wentian's figure at the same time.

"Huh? Are you going to use them against me?" Ye Wentian's face was stunned, and his face showed a strange look.

The Blackhorn Patriarch snorted, his deep gaze falling.

"It's too late to react now."

"The six great Teng ancestors are really here, no matter how strong you are, it is impossible to suppress them with the power of one person." The Blackhorn Patriarch stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes full of certainty.

How strong is the Tengzu of the first clan, as the patriarch of the first clan, he naturally knows very well that with the control of the ancient remnant array, these Tengzu can fight desperately regardless of the consequences.

Even if you are a strong man in the Imperial Beast Gate, you must not dare to fight hard.

"Borrow the strength of the formation, Shu Tengzu."

"Town!"

「……」

The Patriarch of the Black Horn said no more, and once again took a seal.

Surrounded by Tengzu, the ferocity is even stronger.

The roar shook the sky.

"Whew!"

"Whistling ......"

Under the extremely frightened gaze of everyone inside and outside the arena, the huge bodies of the six Tengzu demon spirits suddenly jumped up.

"Not good!"

"The six great Tengzu are besieging, even if the Great Yan Dragon King has the strength to suppress it, I am afraid that it will be exhausted."

「……」

Frost wolf, eye fish, and several patriarchs' faces were solemn again.

Now on the field, the only one who can fight back on their side is this Great Flame Dragon King.

And until now, the Black Horn Patriarch has only borrowed the power of the secret array, and the core power of the Black Horn Clan has been used.

Ye Wentian stood tall and slowly raised his head.

The expression on his face didn't change much.

"Break!"

"Xuantian Gong Zhuan."

Ye Wentian raised his hand and pointed at it, and there was a golden light flashing in his eyebrows.

In terms of the binding brand, since leaving the novice village, I haven't seen anything stronger than the dragon seal.

"Hum!"

「……」

Fingertips fall.

The six great Tengzu demon spirits, their bodies trembled suddenly, and their huge bodies were coiled in front of Ye Wentian's body.

It can be seen that the scarlet in the pupils has receded.

After feeling the breath of Xuantian Gong, several Teng ancestors in front of him had a sense of surrender in their pupils.

"Whew!"

「……」

The frostwolf let out a low howl.

The body took a step forward, the two front legs bent slightly, and the huge wolf head was lowered.

"Shhh

"This?"

"How so?" The Blackhorn Patriarch couldn't help but gasp, his face full of disbelief.

Without waiting for him to react.

"Hum!"

"Woo......

The remaining Teng Zu stepped forward and bowed their heads one after another.

Ape Gang, Xuan Snake, Xuan Turtle, together with the two major Tengzu demon spirits of the Yunluo tribe and the Qinglu tribe, are all lying down and surrendering.

This scene is too explosive.

Don't say it's the Patriarch of the Black Horn, that's it

Even the two patriarchs who supported the Blackhorn Clan beside him couldn't help but widen their eyes.

The representatives of all ethnic groups outside the venue couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Waste...... Lord of the Wasteland." I don't know who it is, I whispered a word.

It's not loud.

At this moment, it fell into the ears of the surrounding tribesmen, but it was like a thunderous explosion.