Crazy Pope prepared a big box with 18 bamboo sticks and 18 names, waiting for the strong from all sides to draw lots.


    Obviously, other forces are not as crazy as ye QingHan. They put most of their chances of winning on a few people, because they have too many elite kings and consume a powerful force. The number of crazy sects is rare and can''t afford to consume so much.


    Many forces put the box at the front of the challenge arena and wait for the draw.


    Crazy Pope came last, waiting for others to use up all the active lottery places before preparing to draw.


    Obviously, most of the forces did not arrange the strongest to draw more than ten lots, but divided them equally. Soon it was counted that ye QingHan and ye Huang were not drawn once, Jiang Jingtian, Gu Qingyu and Li Feng were drawn three times, Nangong Yunlan was drawn twice, Emperor Longtian was drawn twice, and the remaining eight times were divided equally, Xuanyuanliu and Nangong Aoxue were not drawn.


    Such a draw was a draw, and the two weakest and strongest were not drawn.


    Then Kuangzong began 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, still two.


    Each holy land looks at ye QingHan like a madman. How can the challenge arena competition between kings be so frequent? I''m so tired!


    Soon, ye QingHan grabbed seventeen boxes one by one, and finally grabbed one in the boxes of demon god mountain and the witch camp, collecting thirty-six signatures.


    Jiang Jingtian was exactly the same. He just drew a lot from one box. He drew seventeen boxes in a row, and finally drew one more in the witch camp.


    Li Feng, Gu Qingyu, Emperor Longtian, ye Huang, Nangong Yunlan are still the same. Their lottery method makes the witch family and demon god mountain feel a little incredible, but it''s relieved to think about it. Although there are many top strongmen of crazy sect, the elite kings obviously can''t be compared with the holy land. They can''t find so many people, and the strongest can only carry them.


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


    "Shit, why is my luck so bad?"


    Looking at 36 names and times, ye QingHan stood on the spot as if struck by lightning.


    The divine bird curiously stretched out his head and almost fell off his shoulder. Then he shouted, "this divine bird has convinced you. I knew it would be better for me to draw lots for you!"


    Jiang Jingtian and others also stretched out their heads and almost gushed blood. Ye QingHan''s list said: Scene 1, Dao tianyunfei, scene 2, Huo Tianhe, scene 3, Qinglong Shengzi, scene 4, Xuanwu Shengzi, Scene 5, magic, scene 7, Wu ZuLong, scene 8


    They are all top figures. If they give up, they will give up more than ten points, which is to force him to play rhythm.


    "You''re unlucky, aren''t you? They''re all top kings. If you get to the end, you can''t be tired to death?" Gu Qingyu frowned.


    Ye QingHan was sweating on his forehead. He felt that he was lucky enough to go against the sky, as if he had stretched out his hand to pick it. The top-level existence of each holy place was all on his list.


    Soon, ye QingHan''s battle list was spread, and many saints looked at him one after another, with a strange look in their eyes, some gloating and some sympathizing.


    Poof————————


    Magic Li was tasting tea and saw the battle list and matches of the people. He took aim at ye QingHan''s matches and sprayed them directly.


    The second generation of witches looked at the list coldly, and then looked at ye QingHan, who was stunned in situ. He had no emotion. He didn''t know whether he was happy or sad.


    Nangong batian, the Holy Lord of the supreme holy land, is a little dizzy. How bad luck does it take to draw such a bad list? They are all top-level existence. It is estimated that playing one game a day can kill a son of God. Obviously, it is impossible to play only one challenge game a day.


    "What should I do? You''ve got thirty-six points..." Jiang Jingtian smiled bitterly. So many experts have to lose each other, not to mention so many.


    Ye QingHan''s face twitched. He looked at the number of games and the battle list of Jiang Jingtian and others. He found that they dealt with one or two top players at most, and the others were ordinary elite kings. As long as they had enough rest time and good healing resources, it was not a problem to push all the way.


    "What can I do? I can''t miss it!" ye QingHan clenched his big hand and directly smashed the parchment in his hand, with a cold flash.


    Many saints and gods looked at ye QingHan with mocking eyes and wanted to see how a person who is not the supreme inheritor challenges the saints and gods in the twenty-first Holy Land!


    Ye QingHan shook his head. His luck was really against the sky. He had 19 of the 21 saints. Except for the overlord of the sky and the killed Ji Tianshen King Wu, they were all inside, but the two weakest ones were not there.


    "There is only one challenge arena, with an area of 30000 meters, and there are boundaries in all directions. In addition, the secret skill is a killing skill, so the challenge arena is a challenge of life and death. Unless you admit defeat, you don''t need to stop. But if one party admits defeat, the other party can''t attack and kill again, otherwise you will besiege it." the second generation of witches are extremely dignified and announced the rules. There are only two rules.


    Everyone nodded and agreed. With this rule, at least unnecessary death can be reduced. No one knows whether he can survive, but if he can admit defeat, he can save his life.


    Ye QingHan looked back at the crazy people and whispered, "remember, face is not important, resources are important, life is more important, crazy people don''t need heroes, living is the real hero, and no one can be brave."


    Jiang Jingtian and others nodded, but they were not afraid of the strongest. The top God son could not kill them. Only after the death battle could they make progress.


    Emperor Longtian was the first one to fight in the race. He was also the opener of the race. He was the challenger. The challenger was an elite king of the highest holy land of time and space, Cangwu saint. At the moment, he looked at all sentient beings with great momentum. It was obvious that he wanted to start the first war and become famous all over the world.


    Emperor Longtian was not famous before and stayed in the sect all the time. Cangwusheng didn''t understand emperor Longtian. He just thought he was a junior. It was a good choice to kill crazy sect with him. So he rushed to the center of the challenge arena without hesitation. The border emits rainbow light and rushes into the sky. The energy fluctuation is like water waves. He can block any internal attack, but won''t block the external energy from entering the interior, It is also convenient for the major saints to enter and save people.


    Emperor Longtian holds the heaven killing sword in his hand, and the golden armor moves towards the border step by step. The green dragon on his body is extremely powerful and introverted, but the green dragon mark can''t be covered. An energy Golden Dragon wanders around the golden body, which is very obvious.


    The holy master of Qinglong holy land shrinks his pupils, looks at the emperor Longtian inconceivably, and then looks back at the Holy Son of Qinglong. There is a very obvious doubt in his eyes.


    Many saints are also quite shocked. There is a problem with the inheritance of Qinglong supreme, otherwise there will not be two direct inheritors!


    Shua!


    Emperor Longtian didn''t care about other people''s eyes. He stepped into the border, raised his robe and moved the handle of Tiandao sword with his left hand.


    Cang wusheng looked at the emperor Longtian with disdain. His eyes flashed. His arrogant will controlled the avenue of time and space. If he wanted to imprison the emperor Longtian''s body, he would destroy his golden body if he pulled out his sword.


    Chant————————


    Emperor Longtian pulled out his sword ten times or even a hundred times faster than him. The Tiandao sword popped out in his left hand, and a sword appeared in the sky, tearing the shackles of time and space and destroying the will of Cangwu saint.


    Boom!


    The sword came out and went into the scabbard, but in an instant, Cangwu shengtengkong''s body suddenly stagnated, and then fell from the sky, spilling blood on the 10000 meter challenge arena.