Seeing that these 28 supreme powerhouses were all looking at them on the presiding stage, Qilong couldn't help but glance at each other, and then smiled, Long Rui took the lead in flying above the ten largest rings, and then said to all: "In this quasi-saint-level competition, only you 28 powerhouses, so my dragon clan also wants to compete with the top powerhouses of your clans." My dragon clan plus the seven of us, there are a total of fifty-eight quasi-saint-level powerhouses, a total of 86 people. However, there is only one ring here that can withstand a quasi-saint-level fight, so we take a one-on-one knockout match, which can be divided into exactly 43 pairs. Now, I invite you to the host stage to draw lots. ”

The quasi-saint powerhouses of all races were shocked when they heard this, and there were 58 powerhouses above the quasi-saint level in the dragon clan. However, before they could react, the quasi-saint-level powerhouses of the dragon clan flew out of the core of the dragon clan one after another and landed on the hosting stage. A powerful aura flew over the mountain peaks where the various clans were, leaving everyone except the dragon clan stunned and shocked.

Nuwa screamed even more exaggeratedly: "Wow, mother, you see, there are so many quasi-saint-level powerhouses! The dragon clan is really too powerful, and there are only six quasi-saint-level powerhouses in our clan plus my father, I think there are quite a lot, but I didn't expect the dragon clan to have so many, this is really unbelievable." ”

Hong Tian and Wu Qing also had heavy faces at this time, is this the essence of the Dragon Clan? It is really surprising, with the strength of the Dragon Clan, it is enough to sweep the entire continent. The others had different expressions and didn't know what they were thinking, but they were all surprised.

Soon, the powerhouses of the dragon clan had already drawn lots, while the others were still in shock and had not yet come to their senses. Long Rui was very satisfied with his arrangement this time, but he still reminded: "Quasi-saint powerhouses, it's time for you to draw lots." ”

Hearing Long Rui's words, the others came to their senses, knowing that now is not the time to be in a daze, so let's go and draw lots, everything can only be said later, no matter what you think about now, it is useless.

So Tianling and the others flew to the support table to draw lots. After the draw, the game officially begins.

The first is number one against two, and number one is Long Ming, a second-generation member of the dragon clan. He is a golden dragon. Cultivation is the middle stage of quasi-sainthood. And his opponent No. 2 is the mad Hao of the Raging Bull Clan. Wild Hao was a strong man with a height of ten feet, a strong body, and a bull-headed body, and his long sharp horns glittered in the sunlight, which looked very sharp.

After the two got into the ring, they each announced their names, and then they both released their whole body momentum to lock on to each other. Long Ming shouted, transformed into a dragon body, and the dragon power of his whole body pressed on Wild Hao's body without reservation, making Wild Hao's momentum suddenly stagnate, and the original violent momentum appeared a loophole. Attracted by this breath, even the operation of his own immortal power was affected. At this moment, Long Ming suddenly made a move. He roared, dissipating the coercion that Wild Hao had also exerted on him, and then used the peerless "Golden Dragon Armor Piercing".

A golden dragon broke through the sky, its expression was mighty and lifelike, like a miniature version of the dragon inscription, rushing towards the wild hao.

Wild Hao looked at the galloping golden dragon, his hands on the ground, the horns on his forehead glowed, and then Wild Hao screamed, and the whole person crashed into the golden dragon. There was a loud "bang", the whole ring was dusty, and everyone looked intently, only to see that Wild Hao used his hard horns to smash the golden dragon that was transformed by the Dragon Ming Immortal Technique into pieces and split it apart. And Wild Hao stood there unscathed.

Long Ming saw that Wild Hao's body was also very strong, and knew that if he didn't use all his strength, he might not be able to hurt him in the slightest. So he used the magic power "Golden Dragon Creation", and for a while, the entire ring turned into a golden ocean, and weapons, humanoid creatures, dragon-shaped creatures, etc., composed of gold elements, were all overwhelmingly killing towards the wild, and the momentum was extremely huge. Let everyone who sees it marvel.

Divine powers can only be created by strong people who have comprehended the power of the law. Of course, the exception is the natural supernatural powers. It is the supernatural power that the Great Dao bestows on living beings, even if you don't understand the law yourself, you can exert great power. However, in the future, the laws you comprehend will be more profound, and the power of this supernatural power can also be increased accordingly. The race's innate supernatural powers are inherited, and they generally become weaker and weaker, and unless you comprehend the law later, you can use its strongest power again.

Therefore, as soon as Long Ming made this move, even Crazy Hao felt that it was very tricky. He also used his self-created magic power "Wild Bull Trampling", he comprehended the law of force, so as soon as this magic power came out, one by one the wild bulls rushed to the ocean of the gold element, and the golden weapons, golden people, golden dragons, etc. For a while, the shouts came one after another, and it was very lively, but this time no one came out to stop their shouting.

Nuwa also watched it with relish, and said happily to Hong Tian: "Father, you see that the two of them are so powerful! I don't know when I will reach such a state?" Nuwa said, but there was a glint of expectation in her little eyes.

"Haha! The strength of both of them is very good, even before I became a saint, it would take more than 100 moves to defeat them. If you want to reach their current state, you don't have to think about it for 20,000 or 30,000 years. Hong Tian said with a smile.

"Twenty or thirty thousand years, that's a long time!" Nuwa couldn't help but be a little discouraged when she heard this.

"Twenty or thirty thousand years is still fast, I used almost twenty thousand years from the Heavenly God to the middle stage of the quasi-saint, you don't have the innate supernatural power of the Chaos Heavenly Snake Clan, you can't accumulate immortal power by devouring, and it is basically impossible to reach the middle stage of the quasi-saint in twenty or thirty thousand years. But don't be discouraged, you're still young, and both of them are tens of thousands of years old monsters. When you're that old, your cultivation will definitely not be worse than theirs. ”

"It's tens of thousands of years old, my father said, I'm still over a hundred years old, I'm still a little girl in our Chaos Sky Snake Clan, and when I'm the same age as them, I'm definitely better than them. Nuwa raised her small fist and swore that her beautiful eyes were full of longing and yearning.

At this time, the creatures in the golden sea in the ring were inseparable from the rags, and the scene was frozen for a while. Although Long Ming is one realm lower than Wild Hao, but because of the huge size of the Dragon Clan, the immortal power is naturally much more than Wild Hao, as soon as the creatures in the golden ocean are killed, Long Ming immediately replenishes it with immortal power. If it continues to be consumed like this, maybe Crazy Hao will be defeated instead.