The Lion Camel King also wanted to communicate with Sun Kong to make up for his mistakes, but with a click, the light curtain barrier of the Dragon God Platform opened.

Everyone's figures moved, and beams of light rushed into the Dragon God Platform.

After a while, the audience was filled with people from the Dragon Palace of Four Seas, Dragon Kings of Four Seas, Dragon Sons and Dragon Grandsons, Lakes, Rivers and Dragon Kings... gathered together.

There were nine disc rings on the stage, and the battle was held at the same time. Ao Mo'ang flew to the audience, and Sun Kong and the other nine fell into one of the rings casually.

"Ahem."

"You are welcome to participate in the Dragon Clan competition once every nine thousand years in my Dragon Clan. I won't talk about the rules of the competition. Now we will start the semicolon."

Everyone was waiting for a moment, and an old woman from Daluo Golden Immortal descended.

He looked old, his face was wrinkled, his back was still hunched, and he said with a silver dragon tilt.

"I've seen Senior Dragon Mother!"

Everyone held their fists and bowed.

The old woman looked at everyone with a kind face and nodded, feeling that the genius monks invited by Ao Guang's fourth son this time were of high quality.

The old hand, who was not slow in his hand, raised the silver dragon crutch and pointed it gently towards the void.

call out!

A ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and beams of white streaming light appeared out of thin air, shooting towards everyone on the nine arenas.

Sun Kong stretched out his right palm, and saw that a white serial number was immediately engraved with a white number - Six.

"There are 37 foreigners in this Dragon Clan competition. The 37th round will be bye and will be directly promoted to the next round."

"Thirty-six people, No. 1 plays No. 2, No. 3 plays No. 4... and so on, today, one game at noon and one in the afternoon, the draw is directly eliminated, and the competition begins now."

The Dragon Mother said briefly.

Thirty-seven?

There are nine people in each team in the Four Seas Dragon Palace, so the extra person is Liu'er!

Sun Kong glanced at No. 6 in his hand, and his spiritual sense looked at everyone, but he did not find Liu'er's figure.

He jumped and flew towards the No. 3 arena.

Arriving at the arena No. 3, No. 5 has arrived in advance. He is a beautiful Taoist nun with a beautiful appearance, with a late-stage Jinxian cultivation.

"Qingwei Sect, Xinyue, the third-generation disciple of Taiyi Patriarch, also asked fellow Taoists for advice." The Taoist nun was very polite and bowed and said.

"Sun Kong, Fangcunshan, please give me..."

It was impolite to come but not go back. Sun Kong also bowed with his fists, but before he finished speaking, the handsome Taoist nun took action.

The whisk in his hand was a middle-level spiritual treasure. At the urging of its owner, the white whisk was as hard as spiritual iron, and quickly grew longer and pierced towards Sun Kong.

When the Star Dharma Body is used, the strength of the physical body increases several times.

call out!

Sun Kong disappeared in front of Xinyue's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Xinyue was stunned and suddenly felt something was wrong. The enemy lost its trace. She hurriedly took back the whisk spiritual treasure and glanced around her spiritual sense.

Sudden.

A palm fan gently pinched the back of her neck, and the sun's magic power poured into her body, and the magic power in her dantian was directly imprisoned.

The golden monkey's voice immediately sounded in his ears: "Fellow Daoist Xinyue, you lost."

"Demon Monkey, vulgar!"

Xinyue's neck was red, and her little mouth spat.

Except for her body that was touched by her master during her infancy, no man had touched her, but today she was actually pinched by a golden monkey.

I felt very ashamed and angry.

Sun Kong let go of Xinyue.

The mana power was restored again, Xinyue glanced at Sun Kong fiercely, her face turned red, and she flew to the audience very angry.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Kong felt that the palm of his right palm had changed. In addition to the white "Six", there was another word "Sheng".

"Senior Brother Sun, here."

Ao Mo'ang's magic power was transmitting a voice.

Hearing the sound, Sun Kong moved, left the competition arena, and flew towards the viewing table.

"Congratulations to senior brother, I'm one step closer to the first place." Sun Kong sat down beside him, Ao Moang turned his head and looked at Sun Kong and laughed.

"It's far away!"

Sun Kong chuckled.

But his eyes were looking at the other battle rings except the No. 3 ring, where he was searching for the figures of the Bull Demon King and the Nine-Headed Insects.

"That's the Bull Demon King. His opponent is the Taiyi Jinxian Immortal Cultivator invited by his father. I feel that this cultivator is probably not the opponent."

Ao Mo'ang seemed to guess Sun Kong's thoughts, pointed to the No. 9 ring in the distance, and said worriedly.

Sun Kong also saw it.

That scattered cultivator is like the magical passage.

Only one high-level spiritual treasure is the acquired middle-grade spiritual treasure, which is not at the same level as the acquired top-grade spiritual treasure mixed iron rod in the hands of the Bull Demon King.

The casual cultivator retreated step by step, and the Bull Demon King was very powerful and domineering. He could make the casual cultivator look a little ugly with just one blow.

I am afraid that the wandering cultivator will lose if he persists for a few more breaths.

"The Bull Demon King is actually in the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal." After detecting the Bull Demon King's cultivation aura, Sun Kong's heart sank.

The battle in the No. 9 ring showed a crushing trend.

The casual cultivator Lu Chen is no match for the Bull Demon King at all.

Lu Chen's injuries were already seriously injured, he looked haggard and blood flowed, but he had no intention of surrendering.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Chen, your spirit of not giving up is worthy of my old cow's admiration. However, if you continue to resist stubbornly, don't let me, Lao cow's disregard for morality."

The Bull Demon King said coldly.

He still held back against Lu Chen and did not take full advantage of his efforts.

"The Bull Demon King is righteous and has no right, and his love and righteousness are indeed well-deserved."

"Brother Niu, I'm really sorry. Lu Chen has let you down. After the Dragon Clan Competition is over, you can come to me to remove the poison curse."

Lu Chen's breath was sluggish, but his expression was extremely confident.

What?!!

The Bull Demon King glared at his eyes and almost bit his tongue. Then, he seemed to have realized what was going on.

The mixed iron rod rolled rapidly, and the Bull Demon King's eyes turned red. He held the stick tightly and smashed it hard towards Lu Chen's position.

Lu Chen's movements were faster, and he pinched his fingers and recited the trick in one go: "The Emperor Lu Yue is above, and he is as anxious as the law, and the plague and poison decay curse!"

In an instant, Lu Chen's essence and blood magic power was extremely depleted, and a green to black light appeared in his hand, and his aura was a bit strange and terrifying.

When Sun Kong found this green light, his spiritual sense was shocked and he felt very dangerous. This was at least a spell of the third level of Tiangang magic power.

The mixed iron rod attacked fiercely, and a protective energy lit up. With a bang, Lu Chen was hit hard and out of the competition arena.

The green and black plague poison was stained with the mixed iron rod and penetrated into the dantian soul of Bull Demon King at the speed of a mad dog.

"Brother Niu, I lost, I'll give in."

Lu Chen fell to the ground in a mess, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but there was a smile on his face, and he apologized.

The Bull Demon King was attacked by the plague poison and immediately sat cross-legged on the ring, using his skills, intending to expel the plague poison from his body.

But in the past half a minute, the Bull Demon King's face turned black, and his cultivation level fell to the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and his cultivation level was even at an unstable downward trend.

He can't get rid of this plague for a short time.

"Is it the successor of Lu Yue, the second-generation disciple of Jie Sect, the Emperor Ping's great master?"

When Sun Kong saw Ao Mo'ang calling Lu Chen over enthusiastically, he thought about Lu Chen's methods and quickly thought.

At this time, the first morning competition was over, and everyone also saw Lu Chen's last trick, and no one underestimated the casual cultivator again.

"Ahem!"
Chapter completed!