They were worried that their first opponent would be extremely powerful.

In this case, they might even lose the first battle and stop there.

This kind of lottery method for showdown is actually a bit based on luck.

If a general weaker Earth Emperor level force draws some mainland dominant forces such as the Beiming Palace and the Donghuang Sect, then it will be more unlucky.

The peak level and overall strength can actually reflect the strength of the young generation to a certain extent.

Like ordinary Xuanhuang-level forces, young geniuses will generally be stronger than ordinary Earth Emperor-level forces.

That kind of dark horse is always a minority.

“Buzz…”

Soon, more than a hundred golden prefaces flew over the top of the camps of various forces again, emitting dazzling golden light, and the numbers engraved in them were also extremely clearly visible.

"What? We are fighting against Tianwu Sect? That is the Xuanhuang-level force of the Jiyu Continent!"

"We are also fighting... a Xuanhuang-level force from the Eastern Emperor Continent...it seems to be about to stop here."

After seeing the digital camp that corresponds to them, many emperor figures' expressions became gloomy in an instant, and immediately there were helpless voices.

They are all people of the Earth Emperor-level forces. Although they are unwilling to admit it, they have to say that the geniuses under their command are generally not as good as those powerful Xuan Emperor-level forces.

Originally, they wanted to be more lucky, and maybe they could meet some weak opponents, so they should try to persevere for a while.

But I didn't expect... Luck has always been unlucky.

"This is a quick battle in the first game. Only by preserving your strength will the opponents behind you become stronger."

Of course, there are also some powerful Xuanhuang-level forces who are not in a state of turmoil.

The opponents they draw are basically unsurprising. Only after a quick defeat can the team gradually select the 20th place to enter the second round.

At this moment, Mo Lingxuan also looked up, looking at the dazzling numbers of light in the void, looking for numbers that also marked eleven.

But soon, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Young master, our opponent is the Xiahou Ancient Clan of the Beiming Continent. The Xiahou Ancient Clan is quite powerful among the Earth Emperor-level forces, and has a long physique with the starry sky."

Mo Lingxuan's ears sounded at the right time the voice of "Chimong Sect Master" was transmitted, reminding him.

As for the upcoming battle, even though there is only Mo Lingxuan, the "Disciple" of their "Chiming Yue Sect", the leader of the "Chiming Yue Sect is still not worried at all.

After all, he knew that his young master had the strength to kill the emperor. Even if it was a group battle, it was still like a small fight.

Even if all the young geniuses on the other side came together, they would probably not be able to shake Mo Lingxuan at all.

"I know."

Mo Lingxuan also responded to a message. How could he not be familiar with this opponent? He was the first group of forces to make enemies with him.

"Dongdong..."

Soon, many forces handed over tokens of sects representing their identities to perform qualification proofreading.

The same is true for the "Chinyue Sect" where Mo Lingxuan is located. As the master of a continent, it is easy for Donghuangtian to establish a false and well-documented sect.

In addition, the fact that the Sect Master Chiyue personally handed over the token, he was the emperor himself, so he did not have too many doubts about the reviewers such as Liu Daoyuan.

The young geniuses under the sect of various forces and their opponents passed through the detection array of cultivation and walked onto the Star Falcon Battle Platform.

The situation in the battlefield of the Star Falling Battle is a situation where stars lie on the moon. In the middle is a huge holy war platform, surrounded by holy energy, as if it contains a strong special power.

Around the Holy War Platform are dozens of small Star Falcon Battle Platforms.

In the first round, the battlegrounds of the geniuses of various forces will be on those Star Fallen Battle Platforms.

"On the Star Falcon Platform, life and death are not irrelevant. The battle can only be stopped until one party admits defeat. I and the four junior brothers of Xuanhuang who are accompanying him will also supervise the battle personally. The first winner will draw the second lottery until twenty places are decided."

Liu Daoyuan added again, and immediately the other four powerful people from the Xuanhuang Realm of the Immortal Sect flashed and descended on the four major positions of many Star Falcon Battle Platforms, monitoring every move on the battlefield.

In his spare time, Mo Lingxuan also paid attention to the situation of Donghuang Sect, Zhuge Qing, and Wuchen Jianzi.

As a force almost at the level of the emperor, Donghuang Sect is led by the pride of the heavenly pride of the Saint Euli, the Holy Lord, so it is naturally unfavorable. There is no part of them afraid of others, only others afraid of Donghuang Sect...

Zhuge Qing and Wuchen Jianzi are children of the Emperor Demon Sect, and their talents and strength cannot be compared with ordinary realms.

Moreover, their opponents draw some Earth Emperor-level forces of the same level, so there is no threat.

Battles began to break out on the star-fall battle platforms. Mo Lingxuan did not hesitate immediately. After nodding to the Master Chiyue, he immediately chose an empty battle platform to step on it.

At the same time, the Xiahou Ancient Clan also selected five young geniuses to step onto the platform and walked opposite Mo Lingxuan.

"Bei Ming Continent, Xiahou Ancient Clan."

The young warriors of the ancient Xiahou clan reported their own sources.

"Chiyue Sect, Wen Xi."

Mo Lingxuan also responded lightly.

Looking at these five people, Mo Lingxuan could also see at a glance that most of their cultivation levels were at the early stage of the Holy King Realm, with only one person, who was an intermediate-level Holy King.

And age is almost close to the upper limit of the selection range.

Although it is not bad, it is still much worse than the young generation of some Xuanhuang-level forces.

"Hmm? What are you, Chiyue Sect... why did you send one person?"

"Is it because I despise my Xiahou Ancient Clan?"

However, when he saw that Mo Lingxuan, the only one who stepped onto the battle stage for a long time, the mid-level saint king led by the ancient Xiahou clan immediately frowned slightly and snorted coldly in displeasure.

They have never heard of Chiyue Sect, and they think they are ordinary Earth Emperor-level forces.

But in front of me, there was only one warrior on the stage. If this were either a fool, it would be obvious that they were humiliating them! How could they bear it?

"No."

Mo Lingxuan glanced at them and spoke in a slightly cold tone: "I am the only one who participated in the battle in the Red Moon Sect."

As soon as these words fell, the five warriors of the Xiahou Ancient Clan were stunned for a long time.

"Haha... there is only one person, so why are you here to join in the fun? Get back!"

"What kind of sect is actually considered an imperial-level force? Even a few young people who meet the standards cannot get it together?"

"I advise you to get out of here immediately, otherwise once the war begins, we cannot guarantee whether your life is still there."
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