A month later, the number of people in the auditorium dropped to more than one hundred. !
Dugujue, Chu Zhongtian, Tantai Mingyue, and Murong Qingcheng were eliminated one by one. After all, they were still too young to compete with these top geniuses who had cultivated for thousands of years, or the ancient monsters who had cultivated for nearly 100,000 years. It is not easy to get to this step. Dugujue had a chance to take another step, but unfortunately he met the thirteenth place on the quasi-honored list, Ye Jianhuang of the Yasha clan, so Dugujue, who was never afraid of death He chose to abstain. After all, if the difference in strength is too great, there is no breakthrough. He is not afraid of death, but he will not die.
The former Wusheng swordsman, and now the Wusheng sword emperor Leng Feifan was also eliminated. His luck was worse than Dugu Jue, and he was directly ranked fifth in the quasi-honored list. The body of the Pterosaur Emperor is a demon dragon, which not only possesses the super-strong physique of the dragon clan, but also possesses the surname that is not inferior to anyone. Some old monsters have chosen to abstain from the opponent, not to mention Leng Feifan, and this time, Leng Feifan He also abstained three times. The previous two times he faced the child emperor of the evil spirit race and the wolf emperor of the demon race respectively. When he faced the strong man of the hostile race, he could only die if he did not abstain.
When the remaining number reached exactly one hundred people, the Shura spring water boiled, and each person got ten drops of Shura spring water. It is conceivable that after the wrestling is over, everyone's cultivation will reach the limit of the eighth heaven of life and death. In the near future , there will be a large number of more supreme beings, the premise is that before the end of the gladiatorial fight, you can't die. If you die, you will have nothing.
"It's getting harder and harder, these old guys are hiding really deep."
The Golden Clothes Emperor's expression was not as relaxed as the previous days. None of the remaining one hundred people was easy to provoke, either the famous Zhunzun on the list of Zhunzun, or old monsters who were not born in the world, some old monsters who were hiding deep, and finally It is easy to be vigilant. After all, before knowing the general strength of the opponent, I always want to give it a try and will not give up easily.
"Among the old guys, those six people should be paid attention to."
Yan Qingxuan suddenly pointed to the six old men from each camp.
"oh!"
Jin Yihuang looked at Yan Qingxuan in surprise, not knowing where the other party's confidence came from.
Ye Chen said: "It's right to believe her. Her mysterious way involves fate. It shouldn't be difficult to see a person's general strength."
"Since this is the case, I will trust you once. I don't know how many of these six old fellows you think I am no match for." Jin Yihuang asked.
Yan Qingxuan said: "The old man in black and white and the old man in yellow are invincible. When they meet, they will abstain immediately. The other four, three of them are very dangerous. If they meet, they must go all out and even make breakthroughs to win. The last one is roughly Between you and your brother, of course, I'm just a rough estimate, there will be a slight deviation."
The King in Golden Cloth was about to speak, but his eyes were attracted by the situation in the arena. It turned out that a new round of gladiatorial fights had begun. One side was the Purple Clothed Emperor from the human race, and the other was, unfortunately, the yellow-clothed old man from the Demon Race who did not know his origin. Due to the rules of the Shura field, the voices in the audience could not be heard on the field. The emperor in purple did not know that the old man in yellow was extremely dangerous, so he did not choose to abstain.
Yan Qingxuan frowned, the old man in yellow was more terrifying than she imagined, she seemed to feel that Yan Qingxuan was talking about him, she turned her head and took a deep look at Yan Qingxuan, an unfathomable smile appeared on the corner of her brow.
"not good."
The Emperor in Gold wanted to remind the Emperor in Purple, but it was too late, so he could only hope that what Yan Qingxuan said was wrong, but he trusted Ye Chen very much. Since Ye Chen said that Yan Qingxuan's mysterious way is very powerful, then Certainly not fake.
"Young man, I don't want to kill people. It's a pity that I don't kill you today. In the future, you don't know how many people from my tribe you will kill." The old man in yellow said to the emperor in purple.
The purple-clothed emperor frowned slightly, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. The identity of this yellow-clothed old man seemed to be not simple, but he had never seen or heard of it.
"Who are you?"
The emperor in purple said.
"Just a fisherman by the river of fate."
The old man in yellow shook his head and didn't want to say more.
"Playing tricks, accept the move!"
The purple-clothed emperor shouted loudly, and with a purple fan in his hand, time and space were distorted, turning into a sky-covering fan shadow and sweeping towards the yellow-clothed old man.
hum!
Time and space rippled like water, the figure of the old man in yellow was like a reflection in the water, oscillating with the ripples, blurred, but when the shadow of the fan disappeared, the purple-clothed emperor's pupils shrank, and the opponent did not dodge or dodge, just avoided What kind of movement technique is this
"The emperor in purple is in danger."
Ye Chen took a deep breath. Since his debut, it was the first time he saw someone who understood the profound meaning of time so deeply, at least 50%, no, maybe 60%.
"Space-time gyration."
After all, the Emperor in Purple is the Emperor in Purple. Now that the battle has been decided, he will never back down. His true energy is pumped to the limit. In an instant, the Emperor in Purple transforms into four figures, and the four figures wave their purple fans one after another. In an instant, a purple whirlwind envelops The old man in yellow, with his powerful spinning power combined with the Yin-Yang mystery, is enough to reverse the world and reverse time and space.
The old man in yellow still did not dodge or dodge, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and began to chant.
Hearing the singing of the old man in yellow, the audience was silent. Everyone seemed to have seen the coming of fate, and saw their own reflection in the long river of fate.
"The chant of fate is the Lich Emperor of the Demon Race."
On the human side, there was an uproar.
Lich, a terrifying bloodline, the curse of being unable to be promoted to the Supreme for a lifetime also allowed them to gain the strength against the sky, but the Lich lineage rarely leaves the Demon Realm, and rarely appears in the eyes of everyone. According to records, the peak The Lich Emperor is invincible under the Supreme, and only the blood of the legendary Great Demon King can overwhelm him.
"It turns out that this old guy is the Lich Emperor, no wonder."
In the camp of the Evil Spirit Clan and the Yasha Clan, some people pouted their lips with apprehension on their faces. Anyone who heard about the Lich King would be extremely cautious. Even the Evil Sword King who was ranked fourth on the quasi-honored list opened his eyes. He glanced at the old man in yellow.
As the chant sounded, the purple whirlwind froze. The old man in yellow gently pushed aside the purple whirlwind and walked towards the purple-clothed emperor step by step. The purple-clothed emperor wanted to move, but he couldn't move a single finger in front of the chant of fate In the end, the yellow-clothed old man pointed at the purple-clothed emperor's forehead.
The vitality in both eyes dissipated, and the Purple Clothed Emperor lost all aura.
"The Lich Emperor is still so perverted.
The Four-Winged Dragon Emperor sighed, the lineage of Lich is very mysterious in the Demon Race.
"My family, the more perverted the better."
The Heavenly Demon Emperor, who was ranked second on the quasi-respect list, grinned.
"The Emperor in Purple is dead!" Beside Ye Chen, the Emperor in Gold murmured.
Ye Chen comforted Jin Yihuang, he knew that the Zibai Jinqing four quasi-venerables had a lot of friendship, and the death of Ziyihuang was a big blow to him.
Glancing sideways at the old man in yellow who returned to the auditorium, Ye Chen shook his head secretly. The fisherman next to the river of fate entered the river and no longer saw his fate clearly. The muddy river would drown and swallow him.