Chapter 4645 (1/2)

In the competition field, all the families and clans who participated in the war were listening to the competition rules.

Although it is not the first time for many sects to participate, they are more concerned about the rules.

Luo Wuling spent half an hour explaining all the rules and answering all the questions. Until all the participants had no questions, he said, ”well, since you have no questions, please ask the elders of all the schools to come and draw the names.”

With a wave of his hand, Luo Wuling saw 128 more balls of light in front of him. He was covered with thick white fog and looked down upon what was inside.

”I hope we can draw a weaker clan or family, at least we can survive the first round.”

With a deep sigh, Liu Fuyun got up and went to the arena.

If there is no secret operation, the draw is a matter of luck.

Good or bad luck may determine the direction of the martial arts competition of a certain clan and family.

For example If anyone gets into the evil moon sect, it will be eight lives.

It's also hard to get to Fengxue villa and the Li family in Yunling.

Guiyuezong and zixiazong didn't have many outstanding talents in these years, but they had a deep foundation, and if they met them, they would be very difficult to deal with.

As Liu Fuyun went to the arena, the elders and sects of each sect also went to the arena.

More than one hundred elders randomly took off a light ball in front of Luo Wuling, crushed the light and revealed a number.

The disciples of all sects concentrated on looking at the names in their elders' hands, hoping to find a weaker opponent.

Lin Bai and Jiang xuansu also look at Liu Fuyun.

Because today's draw not only determines who the eternal demon clan will face in the first round, but also the opponent of daozun and daoshen in the next half month.

Liu Fuyun walks up to Luo Wuling, smiles and gives a fist, then picks a light ball from mid air.

The light ball gradually dissipated in his palm, and a number appeared in his palm.

“29”。

As soon as the eternal demon sect disciple's eyes flashed, he immediately looked at the font size in the hands of other clan elders in the competition field, and quickly found the corresponding font size.

In the palm of an old man in a white robe, there are the same numbers floating.

When Lin Bai found the old man, he immediately asked, ”who is this man? Which gate is it

Jiang xuansu's eyes shrank before he could speak.

Meng Qi's eyes flashed and said in horror, ”I've been hurt!”

Many disciples of the demon sect were scared to death.

From the people's faces, it is not difficult for Lin Bai to guess that Liu Fuyun and eternal demon clan should have drawn a lot.

The old man in white must have come from a powerful clan.

Liu Fuyun looked around the arena and saw the old man. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He walked over and talked with each other.

Gong Jian frowned and asked: ”younger martial brother Qingluo and I are both here for the first time. We don't know the elders of different schools. Which sect is that old man in white? Why do you talk about that

Everyone looks at Meng Qi.

Meng Qi participated in the competition for the second time. He was familiar with the strong men of various schools.