Soon, everyone present found a ring in the center of the hall.
In addition to the Four Seas Dragon Clan, there were many dragons from other tribes present, and there were hundreds of tribes, large and small.
In addition to most of the dragons being distributed on the water surface, there are dragons in the Middle Earth, various wildernesses and borders, and among the great rivers and mountains.
These dragons are more or less gathered together, and they are not a small force.
Now, since the Dragon King is to be chosen, they, the Dragon Clan, can also participate.
"Since the rules have been stated, thenplease register with the Dragon Book!"
Ao Guang suddenly bit his finger, and a touch of golden blood flew out from the blood, falling into the sky.
At the same time, Ao Qin, Ao Han, and Ao Qian bit their fingers at the same time, and strands of golden blood melted into the sky.
Soon, with bursts of huge roaring sounds, the blood actually gathered in midair into a huge tome.
This ancient book is very thick, floating steadily in the air, and each page is marked with countless names, large and small, in golden seal script.
These are all the Dragon Emperors of the Dragon Clan.
The birth of each Dragon Emperor will leave a name on this classic, and this classic will preserve the name and deeds of this Dragon Emperor forever.
This is a spell left to the dragons of the world before the separation of the dragons in ancient times.
When it comes to choosing a new Dragon Emperor, they will invite the Dragon Book to personally supervise the selection process.
Only in this way, the selected Dragon King will be enough to convince the public!
"Next, let's start, all those who want to fight, leave your blood on the holy scriptures."
All the people who participated in the battle stepped out of their own forces and stood at the forefront.
Biting his finger, strands of blood were immediately attracted by the scriptures and merged into the scriptures of the Dragon Book.
Countless blood fell on it, and names suddenly emerged one by one.
However, when everyone was not paying attention, Lu Yu's blood suddenly fell on the Dragon Book Sacred Code.
Boom!
Accompanied by a huge roar, the golden pages of the Dragon Book Sacred Book trembled suddenly.
But soon, the Dragon Book's sacred book returned to calm, and Lu Yu's name clearly appeared on it.
"Huh?" Ao Guang suddenly let out a light surprise.
For a moment, he seemed to feel that the sacred tome of the dragon book seemed to be out of his control and was about to fly out.
But soon, the Dragon Book of Scripture was once again under his control.
Ao Guang shook his head, discarding these distracting thoughts.
When the names of all the people who participated in the battle were arranged on the top, the light on the Dragon Book Sacred Book flashed again. This time, some people's names had an extra line connecting them with another person.
"Battle, let's begin."
From the open space, rings suddenly rose up.
Around these arenas, there are faint light curtains shrouded.
This light curtain has no effect, but as long as it is shot out of the light curtain, it will automatically be judged as a loser.
"In the first match, the North Sea Dragons vs. Xiliang Earth Dragons!"
As soon as the words appeared, a fat man with a round body jumped up, and the whole ring trembled a few times.
This fat man looked very ugly, and some high-ranking dragons around couldn't help frowning when they saw it.
Ao Feng even said with a sneer: "These low-level dragons can't even do transformation well. Letting the Ninth Elder take action is simply overkill." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com