Chapter: 6804
"I'm fine."
Ning Qi smiled.
"I'm fine"
Long Haitu smiled slightly, and said eagerly.
"Let's begin then."
Aofeng Dragon King nodded lightly.
Everyone consciously gave way to the edge of the arena, and then a golden mask rose in the center, inside which, even the means of asking the realm could not break it.
"Brie, go ahead and beat all nine people from the human race to death."
Long Haitu smiled at a Tianniu Tianjiao behind him.
"Yes." Bree walked into the fighting arena boldly, looked at Jiang Buxu and the others, "Whoever comes in first will die first"
"Big breath"
Jiang Buxu snorted coldly, cupped his hands at Ning Qi and said, "Dahuang King, let me go first."
"Well, just kill him without talking nonsense."
Ning Qi nodded lightly.
"yes"
A smile flashed in Jiang Buxu's eyes, and he walked slowly towards the arena.
"Look at that Human Race Tianjiao seems to be full of confidence."
Jian Xuanji suddenly smiled, and cast a glance at Zhuo Xuejun who was not far away.
Zhuo Xuejun smiled, "Perhaps the Tianniu Clan is really not the opponent."
Jian Xuanji shook his head slightly, he saw clearly that Jiang Buxu was only at the early stage of the Emperor Realm, while Buli was at the Great Perfection of the Emperor Realm, and he was from the Tianniu Clan, so the human race had no chance of winning.
Not only did he think so, but almost all the people present had the same idea, guessing that Ning Qi had given up on this game, otherwise why didn't he send a Dzogchen Emperor Realm, instead he sent an early Emperor Realm
"The human race will lose miserably this time."
Venerable Golden Snake smiled.
Bing Gou said indifferently: "They asked for it."
"Yes, this son is so arrogant, dare to make such a bet, this time he will definitely lose, what a pity, if you bet with me, it would be great, I heard that it is a spirit beast in the middle stage of Daoist Realm."
The person who spoke was Wendao from the black-faced tribe. The monks of this race were all white, except for their faces, which were completely black, as if they had been wiped with charcoal.
"Who do you think will win"
Karl Barton looked at Annabella.
"The Tianniu tribe."
Annabella said lightly.