The First Dragon of All Ages

"Continue to draw lots!"

Dongfang Wushuang announced loudly.

The remaining fourteen people put their hands on the wheel of fortune.

Hum! ......

Two pointers turned, one pointed to Baiyou, the leader of good fortune, and the other pointed to the patriarch of the immortal demons, Mo Tian!

"please."

Motian glanced coldly at Bai Youyuan, and stepped onto the ring first.

Looking at the murderous Mo Tian, ​​the other two supreme geniuses of Good Fortune were shocked.

"Master, forget it, give up."

"This friendship discussion meeting is no longer right, it has completely turned into a life and death duel."

The two supreme geniuses persuaded.

"It's okay."

Bai Youyuan stepped onto the ring step by step. As one of the Seven Wonders of Ten Thousand Years, how could he be frightened by the Devil? If he did not dare to fight, then his Dao Heart would be blocked, and his cultivation would stop before the immortal realm. It is impossible to move forward.

Roar! ......

Motian's cultivation base close to the immortal realm broke out, and behind him, a huge demon shadow emerged.

"kill!"

Mo Tian suddenly blasted out a punch, and the magic shadow behind him, following his movements, also blasted out a punch, containing boundless power!

He is like Dongfang Wushuang, when he shoots, he is full!

Obviously, this is to give back to the Fengyuan Alliance!

Hum! ......

Bai Youyuan didn't dare to be careless, released his own way, released thousands of visions, and continuously displayed more than ten top defensive martial arts of Good Fortune!

Rumble! ......

However, he still couldn't stop Motian's fierce punch. All his defenses were pierced by this punch. His whole body was also blasted out, hitting the barrier on the edge of the ring, and slid down. , Lying on the ground coughing up blood, seriously injured!

"Our leader admit defeat!"

"Motian, stop!"

Two other supreme geniuses of Good Fortune hurriedly shouted.

puff! ......

Motian's eyes were fierce and fierce, and he blasted out another punch, directly blasting Bai Youyuan to pieces, turning into a blood mist. Then, he spit out a real fire, burning the blood mist, and annihilating the flying ash!

The whole audience was silent.

The people of all major forces in Fengyuan were all sucking in cold air, and Bai Youyuan, who was among the Ten Thousand Years Seven Great Masters, fell.

"Motian, you!"

"Our leader has conceded, the duel is over, you still shot!"

The other two supreme geniuses of Good Fortune were flushed with red eyes, their eyes were torn apart, and they glared at Mo Tian.

Motian sneered, "I only heard you concede defeat for the leader, but I didn't hear your leader admit defeat personally. Therefore, the duel is not over yet, so I naturally want to continue to shoot."

The two supreme geniuses of Good Fortune were speechless.

"Continue to draw lots!"

Dongfang Wushuang gave a faint smile and announced like a reminder.

People from the major forces of Fengyuan and the major forces of open source all feel their scalp numb.

Both sides are struggling to get off the ground, and both want to withdraw. However, if anyone withdraws from this "death" conference first, they will be laughed at by the whole universe. Therefore, no one dares to say to withdraw, and can only bite the bullet and continue.

For the third draw, Liu Xishui, the lord of the Buddha Palace, faced the corpse master, Que Ying!

The two faced each other for more than 3,000 moves, and they were both losers. In the end, they could only end in a tie, and no one could kill each other, and the atmosphere eased slightly.

However, after the fourth draw, the atmosphere became tense again after the duel.

Because Gu Ran, the suzerain of the Sect of Ten Thousand Buddhas, faced Luo Chang, the patriarch of the Nightmare family, and he killed Luo Chang!

In the fifth draw, Kaitian Sect Master Zhao Lingling met with Star Swallowing Sect Master, Zimu!

After a fierce battle with more than four thousand moves, Zhao Lingling was killed by Zimu in the end!

In the sixth draw, Long Qingchen confronted the Lord of Reincarnation, Ling Han.

Long Qingchen knew that the two sides had already smashed his eyes, and he could not show mercy, otherwise, it would arouse the anger of the major forces of Fengyuan. He could only shoot with all his strength, display the Yin Yang Tai Chi diagram, and kill Ling Han!

In the seventh draw, there were only two people left. In fact, there was no need to draw lots. Qing Chengmeng, the patriarch of the Qing clan, met the patriarch of the balance clan, He Xu!

Long Qingchen was worried for He Xu. Although he had never fought with Qingchengmeng, he knew that Qingchengmeng was extremely powerful and could rank in the top among the Ten Thousand Years Seven Outstanding Masters.

Fortunately, he was worried about it for nothing. He Xu, the kid, was also extremely strong. He fought the Dream of Allure for more than two thousand moves, and he suffered a loss. In the end, it ended in a tie.

Dongfang Wushuang smiled, "The first big match, the duel has all ended. Both sides have won three games, lost three games, and tied two games. They are really evenly matched."

Seeing his smile, everyone shuddered.

For the Ten Thousand Years Seven Masters of the Conferred Origin Alliance, Qing clan chief Qingcheng Meng was seriously injured, Liu Xishui, master of the Buddha Palace, was seriously injured, Zhao Lingling, master of Kaitian, fell, and master of good luck fell!

The Ten Thousand Years Eight Sages of the Open Source Alliance, Pingheng Patriarch He Xu was seriously injured, the corpse master Que Ying was severely injured, the Primitive Chaos Patriarch Fusha fell, the Nightmare Patriarch Luo Chang fell, and the Reincarnation Lord Ling Han fell!

For both parties, this is an immeasurable loss!

You must know that such a peerless supreme genius spent countless cultivation resources to cultivate, but died in such an inexplicable "friendship" discussion meeting.

Of course, there are two main reasons for such a tragic result.

One is that Dongfang Wushuang, as the leader of the Fengyuan Alliance, took the lead in beheading the floating sand of the original Chaos Race and igniting the anger of the Open Source Alliance;

The second is the epoch-long hatred of the Fengyuan Alliance and the Open Source Alliance, which can easily get out of control.

"Next, there will be a second big match, which is a match between juniors!"

Dongfang Wushuang read out the names of both sides one by one.

The juniors of the Fengyuan Alliance: Purple Thunder Venerable, Double Eyed Venerable, Ban Xian Venerable, Dongfang Yaoshi, Holy Son of the Qing Family

The juniors on the open source alliance are the five juniors who are known as the five contemporary tyrants.

After five tragic fights.

The Purple Thunder Zun of the Conferred Origin Alliance has fallen, the Dongfang Yaoshi has fallen, and the holy son of the Qing family has fallen!

On the Open Source Alliance, two juniors have fallen.

"What kind of **** friendship meeting is this!"

The lord of the Supreme Heaven Sect, Lu Tian, ​​holding the corpse of Zi Lei Zun with blood red eyes, roared and was about to go mad.

Qingchengmeng, who was severely injured and fainted, just woke up and found that his son had fallen. He was anxious and fainted again...

For Dongfang Yaoshi's fall, Dongfang Wushuang was calm and terrifying. He just said to the guards of the Dongfang Family in a faint voice, "Place Yaoshi's remnant body in the ancestral land."

Hearing this, everyone looked at him in amazement, his own son has fallen, and he can still be so peaceful. Is he still a human?

The guards trembling hands, carried the broken body of Dongfang Yaoshi down.

Long Qingchen also looked at Dongfang Wushuang suspiciously. In his impression, Dongfang Wushuang has always been relatively calm, but recently, Dongfang Wushuang has been a bit crazy, and he took the lead in holding this open source "friendship" discussion. The conference, and the supreme genius who took the lead in beheading the open source forces, provoked the anger of both sides, causing both sides to kill them with red eyes, and so many supreme geniuses fell.

"Dongfang Wushuang was affected by the gray mist?"

He could only guess like this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Dongfang Wushuang's ultimate profound meaning was obtained from him, gradually being affected by the gray mist, becoming bloodthirsty and cruel, and this is also possible.

The third matchup was relatively flat, because they were all the supreme geniuses who were not very "famous".

After five battles, the Fengyuan Alliance died and two were seriously injured; the Open Source Alliance died two.

The major forces of Fengyuan and the major forces of open source, both sides secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the "Friendship" exchange meeting was finally over. It was crazy!

This crazy "friendship" exchange meeting is destined to be remembered by the major forces of both sides, and it is recorded in history, because since the ancient times, there has never been a competition that has killed so many supreme geniuses in one day!

The major powers of Fengyuan and the major open source forces, both sides left quietly, leaving silently, and did not provoke each other again. In this repressive atmosphere, if they provoke each other again, it is easy to erupt the Fengyuan Alliance and the Open Source Alliance. Of war.

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