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As the time of the "God of the Crown Championship" approached, the sound of a strong and heavy horn rose around the stadium. The city owner Augustine wore a panlong suit and trampled on the golden silk and jade shoes, making the boiling stadium quiet.

Augustine didn't say those long and complicated and fierce words, he waved his hand directly: "God crown battle for hegemony, a crowd of heroes, now the flames are on!"

Wow...

There was a sudden burst of applause from the field, and the people watching the audience were looking forward to it. Every five years, I don't know what amazing young strong people will emerge from the race and the descendants of the Devil Race!

The 72 chiefs of the descendants of the demon clan are cold and uncivilized. The eyes of the leaders of the clan looking at the opposite are full of jokes and bad intentions, which makes the clan leaders have an inner heart. What exactly do the descendants of the devil want to do? ?

After Augustine's simple opening remarks, he walked down to the chair and sat down, and the blood elders presided over the stage. The grudges, like thunder, sounded through the audience and clearly passed into everyone's ears. The competition is officially opened, and I will not repeat the competition system. Please invite 800 participants to take the stage to draw lots."

After hearing that, Renault and 800 other contestants came to the stage one after another, and Wind Bell encouraged: "Brother Lei, come on."

Renault smiled and nodded.

The monkey gave a spit, slammed his big back, and said, "Little Leizi, don't embarrass me for the monkey master. If you are eliminated in the preliminary game, don't say that I will know you."

"You can shut up." Renault smiled, and immediately followed the team to the stage, and the wind chimes and monkeys walked to the peripheral viewing seats.

All 800 contestants were on the stage. Under the order of the predecessor, all twenty "Qingtianzhu" were launched. All the contestants stepped forward and pressed their palms to the "Qingtianzhu", the corresponding ring and the appearance. By the way, the order will appear from the "Qingtianzhu", completely randomly.

Soon it was lined up to Renault, and with Renault's palm placed on the "Ask to the Sky Pillar", a row of text suddenly appeared.

"Ring No. 3, followed by the order of appearances for the thirty-nine battle."

"Renault, you are very lucky!" Tu Wujiang walked in front of Renault, said aggressively, he was in the ring on the 8th, it is impossible to meet Renault in the preliminary round.

"Reynolds, you wait for the rematch, the shame of'Luofenglou', Ben Shao will use your blood to wash." He Moyu passed by Renault, he was divided into the first ring, very angry. Be able to kill Renault in the preliminary round, revenge.

Reynolds only smiled lightly at the murderous two. Can I say that I regretted not meeting me in the preliminary round?

"Xiandi, what number are you in the ring?" Emperor Yudong asked after walking to Renault.

"Number three, how about you?" Renault said.

"Haha...I'm number 12." Emperor Yudong laughed, he was most worried about encountering Renault in the preliminary round, so that they could only have one promotion to the rematch, and the loss would be great.

The lottery process was very rapid. Soon, 800 contestants completed the lottery, and each went to the rest seat next to the corresponding ring according to the ring number of the lottery.

There are 20 referees in each ring. There is a referee in each ring. The No. 3 ring referee at Renault is actually a **** beauty with a charming face and a **** and hot body.

As the preliminary round started, there was already a cheer on the field, and the blood race beautiful referee said with a clear voice: "The first matchup between the two sides enters."

It is said that a human woman from the Baihua tribe and a blood rat demon descended on the ring.

"Hey... Human race chicks, dare you dare to come to participate in the early days? I am very happy to destroy the flowers, young man." Blood rat race repairers stared at the human **** of the human race and swept, with a cruel smile.

"Shameless!" The Terran woman was so ashamed that she took a space bag and immediately took a bite of the inferior treasure long sword, shaking a piece of Sen Han Jianmang and thrusting at the blood rat tribe cultivator.

"Die!" Blood Rat Race cultivator smiled bloodthirstyly, and sharpened his hands as if it was electro-optical, breaking the sword light of the Human Race woman instantly and completely, and slamming it on the chest of the Human Race woman.

puff--!

The human girl suddenly blew a **** wave, his chest was exploded directly, bloody, and fell heavily under the stage.

"It's so cool!" the blood rat clan smirked.

Reynolds glanced coldly at the blood rat clan cultivator. He remembered this and lifted the human clan woman who fell in front of him. He took out a bottle of therapeutic medicine and gave it to the woman. "

"Thank you...Thank you." The Terran woman was not hurt so badly, thanking her hardly, she walked aside and sat silently to heal the wound.

The first game of Renault was the tenth game. It was still early before he played. He looked towards the ring 12 and happened to be Emperor Yudong. The opponent was a descendant of the Snow Wolf Demon. The repair of the Emperor Emperor was a direct palm. Press to win.

Seemingly aware of Renault's eyes, Emperor Yudong smiled and stepped down.

"Hughes." Renault's eyes fell to the ring 14 on the stage. The younger Hughes of the Landry family appeared, and the opponent was a human tribal youth. Only three moves were Hughes down, but Hughes did not. Even the sword did not appear, showing extraordinary cultivation behavior.

"Both sides of the tenth match, please come on stage." The beautiful referee's voice sounded.

Reynolds withdrew his eyes and went to the ring. Coincidentally, the opponent of Renault's tenth game was a descendant of the blood rat clan demon who brutally crushed the human girl.

"Renault, I heard that you are crazy, but I don't know how much crazy capital you have." Blood Rat Race cultivator said solemnly.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.

Renault blasted Hemo's enemies with one punch, but Megatron Rising Sun made the descendants of the Demon Race know that there is a guy named Renault in the Terran who is not easy to mess with.

"If you try, you will know." Renault's voice was cold.

"Swallow the rat!" The blood rat clan took out a treasure claw from the space bag, and broke out the strongest combat skills directly. The magic flow suddenly swelled, the claw shadows were empty, and the sky was covered by Renault.

The mighty power suddenly attracted the attention of many people on the viewing platform to the No. 3 ring.

In the face of the claw shadow, Renault directly chose to ignore it, and even disregarded the fist. He directly waved his big sleeves and was full of vitality. The claw shadow of the sky collapsed instantly, and a fistful of fist marks came across the air, smashing heavily in the blood. The chest of a rat clan cultivator.

With a bang, the skeleton rattled, and the blood rat clan's chest was instantly hollowed, and a thick blood mist was sprayed from the sky, and the dead dog fell under the stage.

"Are you cool?" Renault said.

"Humph!" Blood Rat Cultivator said bitterly: "Someone will pick you up, you won't be arrogant for long."

In the audience, watching Renault's heroic defeat of the enemy, Feng Linger smiled and said: "Brother Lei's retreat seems to be more powerful."

"It's all appetizers, and good shows are often behind. I will squint the monkey for a while." Monkey said, straw hat stuck to his face, and Youzao went to sleep.

Feng Linger smiled a little and didn't care about the monkeys. He watched the 20 matchups in the field with great interest, and saw a crowd of heroes, showing their strengths. You come and go.

Although it was only a preliminary match, the hearts of the human race and the descendants of the Mozu all held a spirit of racial honor. Once they fought against each other, they were fighting for blood and hegemony, which caused the cheering from the audience to go up and down.

However, the Rising Sun City is also considered to be the homeland of the human races. There are far more human races on the viewing seat than the descendants of the demons. Therefore, whenever the human race contestants win, a wave of cheers will erupt, and the descendants of the demons cheer because of the small number. Obviously not as good.

This led to the start of the preliminary match, the morale of the Terran climbed up and down, and the Demon Race had a win or defeat, but actually kept a tie with the situation, the situation was good, making the Terran on the viewing table even more excited.

Could it be that the heavens opened their eyes and the human race was about to rise!

However, human tribal leaders such as the city owner Augustine, Chief Kevin, and Mo Changfeng are not optimistic about the situation.

No matter how loud the audience's voice is, it can't change the cruel reality.

Because the situation on the ring is exactly the opposite of the viewing table, the number of contestants of the descendants of the Mozu is four times as many as that of the Terran, and the overall strength is generally higher than that of the Terran.

In addition, there is a contest to kill the mastermind conspiracy planned by the Apocalypse King. Although Augustine forcibly suppressed it and won a first-line life for the human race participants, the leaders of the major human races are still worried and nervous.

The 72 chiefs of the descendants of the Mozu, headed by the devil, gazed coldly at the ring, with bloodthirsty smiles on the corners of their mouths, which was completely a strategic gesture.

"The voice of the human race seems to be high, and it is time for them to shudder, ha ha..." Mo Wanzhang said carelessly, as if to say an insignificant thing.

Seventy-two chiefs of the descendants of the demons suddenly heard the words, and the eyes of the demons suddenly smashed!

Ring One.

"Both sides in the fifth match, please come on stage." The referee's voice sounded.

"Are you going to start? It's really exciting!" Seeing the murderous look cast by his father Tito, He Moyu, a bloodthirsty smile, got up and walked towards the ring.

This scene was his stage.

The opponent is a young boy from the human race Heiyuan tribe. It was just in the early stage of the fighting general. When he learned that his opponent was [Dali Niumo] He Moyu, he couldn't help but be bitter.

But he still had the courage to take the long sword and climbed into the ring. Even if he knew he was defeated, he would have to fight.

"Huh?" Renault, who was in the rest position of the No. 3 ring, suddenly frowned, and found Tito made a gesture of wiping his neck to He Moyu.

"Not good." Ray Norton was not feeling well, but he could not run on the No. 3 ring to get the No. 1 ring to let the ethnic youth admit defeat?

"Hope this teenager doesn't want to be bothered." Renault can only pray like this. Obviously, the descendants of the Mozu are ready to kill!

"Please enlighten me." The juvenile human race politely pours his whole body into the long sword, condensing out a whirling sword shadow that pierced Hemo's enemies ten meters away.

The corner of He Moyu's mouth raised a killing arc, and he did not move, letting the human race boy stab him.

It seems to be aware of the worried eyes projected by Reynolds. He Moyu looked at Reynolds in a playful manner, with the sword of the human race stab to the front...

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