Two defeats!

According to the three games and two wins, Bahuang Sect has lost, and the third game cannot be changed.

Everyone in the Bahuang Sect on the martial arts are not very good-looking. The Bahuang Sect is at least the top full-star power. However, the Dragon Clan is only a top-level full-star power. In the field of the Longevity Realm, the Bahuang Sect was actually suppressed by the Dragon Clan. Fortunately, the Bahuang Sect has two ancestors who have surpassed the Longevity Realm. The Dragon Clan has not surpassed the Longevity Realm, which finally makes them feel a little relieved, otherwise, they will not be able to accept this result.

"Long Qingchen, come up and fight!"

The handsome young man Yang Luan jumped up, flew onto the black arena, looked down at Long Qingchen coldly.

If the Eight Desert Sect loses two games first, it must win the third game to save some face.

Moreover, he wanted to take this opportunity to avenge Xuanzu and teach Long Qingchen a lesson.

"Senior Brother Yang Luan, beat him up!"

"Senior Brother Yang Luan, I will win!"...

Many inner disciples were excited and cheering with all their might. They also knew that they would win the third game, otherwise, if they were spread, they would be laughed at by major super forces.

The eight destiny sect leader, the supreme elders, the senior elders, and the gentle young man Mo Xing, and the cold-looking young woman were silent. Through the first two duels, they deeply knew that the dragon clan's strong combat power, which has never been known since ancient times, is not just a false reputation. Although Yang Luan was promoted to the Immortal Realm decades ago, and his cultivation was stable at the peak of the first-level Immortal Realm. Although Long Qingchen had just been promoted to the Immortal Realm, Yang Luan's chances of winning were not very high.

The Golden Ancestral Dragon and the Blood Ancestral Dragon both smiled and said nothing. They won the first two games and defended the reputation of the dragon clan. It was enough. The third game can be appropriately "released".

These two old guys have made the limelight themselves and asked him to pretend to be grandson... Long Qingchen slandered in his heart and jumped onto the black arena helplessly.

boom!......

Without a word, Yang Ran's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he took action directly, releasing his own way!

His way was like fairy light, each strand was as thin as hair, but it contained incredible power. The space was like paper, penetrated through countless tiny holes, and instantly penetrated into Long Qingchen, making Long Qingchen's body feel a tingling feeling.

A little strong!

Long Qingchen was a little surprised. You should know that the cultivation level of the Great Elder of the Eight Desolate Sect reached the fifth level of the immortality and was defeated by him in one move. However, Yang Luan was only at the peak of the first level of the immortality, but he could feel dangerous to him.

This Yang Luan is worthy of being the top three supreme genius in the top three young generations of the Eight Desolate Sect. He cannot be simply measured by cultivation, because every supreme genius has the ability to surpass his cultivation level to defeat his opponent.

Therefore, although this Yang Luan is only at the peak of the first level of the immortality, his true strength is even stronger at the fifth level of the immortality of the Eight Desolate Sect!

Buzz!......

A chaotic light floated between Long Qingchen's eyebrows, as if a small fairy world was contained in it. The ultimate heavenly eye opened on its own. Time seemed to solidify at this moment, and every ray of fairy light became very slow, like a snail.

He has at least ten ways to break these immortal lights and defeat Yang Luan in one move!

Unfortunately, Golden Zulong instructed him that he could not win this game.

Buzz!......

He was helpless and thoughts moved to close the ultimate sky eye, and then supported a spherical body-protecting dragon immortal power.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Widths of fairy light hit his body-protecting dragon fairy power, bursting with dazzling light!

The fairy light is extremely sharp, and then the fairy power of the body protecting dragon is extremely tough and unharmed!

After a little persistence, Long Qingchen slightly reversed the "Ultimate Heavenly Power".

puff!......

He squirted a little blood, then took a few steps, pretending to be unable to stop it.

"I lost."

He showed a lost expression, "The top three supreme geniuses in the Eight Desolate Sects are indeed well-known..."

Wow!......

The disciples of the inner sect of the Eight Desolate Sect were in agitation.

"Hahaha, one move!"

"He couldn't even stop Senior Brother Yang Luan's move!"

"The General Saint of the Dragon Clan, I thought it was so strong, so it turned out that it was just that!"...

They were as excited as if they were injected with chicken blood, and they felt proud!

Yang Ran looked at Long Qingchen calmly, "You made me hope very much. I originally thought of a big battle, but I didn't expect that your strength was just like Is it right. After all, you have not been promoted to the Immortal Realm and have not yet mastered the real combat power of the Immortal Realm."

Mo Xing's eyes were full of contempt, "I really don't understand. With his strength, how could he hurt the Great Elder? Maybe the Great Elder was too careless."

The Supreme Elders and the High Elders couldn't help but smile. Although the sect leader and the first Supreme Elder were easily defeated by the two ancestor dragons and lost a little embarrassedly, Long Qingchen was not much better if he was defeated by Yang Luan in one move, and finally saved the face of the Eight Desolate Sect.

The young woman with a cold face looked at Long Qingchen suspiciously. Just now, Long Qingchen's body-protecting dragon immortal power tenaciously blocked Yang Luan's fairy lights. Why can't she hold on so quickly? She observed it very carefully and noticed this detail. It felt something was wrong. However, this duel was related to the face of the Eight Desolate Sect, and she could only speak silently.

Long Qingchen flew down from the black ring.

Golden Zulong took out a healing pill and handed it to him in a pretentious manner, "Chen'er, take it quickly."

Long Qingchen took the pill expressionlessly and threw it into his mouth, as if he was eating sugar beans. Well, the taste was OK...

The Golden Ancestral Dragon looked at the senior management of the Bahuang Sect and sighed, "The young generation of the Bahuang Sect is really hidden and lying on the tiger. The young generation of our Dragon Clan should ask more questions from the young generation of the Bahuang Sect."

Blood Ancestral Dragon took the opportunity to give Bahuang Sect a step and said with a faint smile, "The Master of Bahuang Sect and the First Supreme Elder were defeated by us. The old generation had a showdown, and we won, and the young generation had a showdown, and we lost. Since that's the case, it was a draw, how about it?"

According to the three games and two wins, the Bahuang Sect has already lost, and the Bahuang Sect Master is not good at swearing, so he can only use the ass to make a move and sigh, "The two ancestor dragons are already standing at the top in the immortal realm. I admire them. The young generation is in the duel, and we are slightly better here and we can barely draw."

Golden Zulong smiled and said, "We two families can be considered acquaintances. Let's take a look at the matter of the great elder of the Eight Desolate Sect. Next, we should discuss how to deal with the Dark Soul Clan."

"This little thing between allies is really not worth mentioning. Open source forces are our common enemy."

The Bahuang Sect Master nodded and smiled. He reached out and made a gesture of invitation, "It is not convenient to discuss in the martial arts field, please go to the Immortal Palace to discuss."

The Golden Ancestral Dragon also made a gesture of invitation.

So, everyone soared into the air and flew towards the Immortal Palace.

Soon, I arrived at the Immortal Palace and walked in one by one according to my identity.

"The General Saint Son was defeated by the Supreme Genius, the third-ranked Supreme Generation of our eight-deserted Sect. If you lose, you don't have to be upset. Don't leave a shadow in your heart, which will affect your future achievements."

When passing by Long Qingchen, the No. 1 Supreme Elder of the Eight Desolate Sect suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder gently, and a kind smile appeared, as if the elders were guiding the juniors.

Feeling a wisp of immortal power penetrated into his shoulders, Long Qingchen's eyes turned cold. This wisp of immortal power was a little vicious and ran around in his body, trying to destroy his foundation. He slightly used the ultimate heavenly power to wipe out this wisp of immortal power.

He quickly covered up and smiled, "Thank you for your advice from the First Supreme Elder. Just now, when you were in duel with the Blood Ancestral Dragon, I saw that you were very injured, so I had to take care of your health. You are so old, if you leave a Taoist injury, it would be a bad thing."

The first Supreme Elder of the Eight Desolate Sect's face was gloomy, and he quickly covered it up, nodded slightly, and walked into the Immortal Palace.
Chapter completed!