Hearing Zi Wuji's voice, the two elders of Ten Thousand Demon Mountains on the competition stage immediately tensed up, and then looked at Zhao Jiuge, ready to block all movements in the field. After all, their role is to fight at the last critical moment. Prevent accidents from happening.
"stop."
A loud shout, drank directly from the mouth of an elder from Wanyaoshan, wrapped in spiritual power, sounded like a slap in the face to Zhao Jiuge's ears. When the words fell, the two elders from Wanyaoshan were already ready to make a move. As long as they If Zhao Jiuge dares not to stop, they will take action directly.
Fortunately, Zhao Jiuge is not such a ungrateful person, and he doesn't have such a murderous intention towards Zi Wuji. Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to do that kind of thing. After all, he doesn't even look at where this place is, and the purple mink clan is too powerful. Big, Zhao Jiuge was still afraid of being retaliated against, so after hearing Zi Wuji shouting to admit defeat, Zhao Jiuge immediately stopped what he was doing.
As soon as his mind moved, the Eight Desolate Sword Formation, which was continuously releasing sword energy, was immediately stopped, and the eight fiery red, small and exquisite Eight Desolate Divine Swords also circled and returned to Zhao Jiuge. After being taken in by Zhao Jiuge, Zi Wuji had transformed into a human form again, but his aura was weak and he was in a state of embarrassment.
As Zhao Jiuge withdrew his offensive, the tense atmosphere in the field also disappeared. However, the expressions of Zhao Jiuge and Zi Wuji were completely different. Zhao Jiuge had a relaxed look on his face, and there was even a hint of anger in his dark eyes. With some joy and expectation, this level has finally come to an end.
As for Zi Wuji, he was injured, his body was limp and he was sitting on the ground, with a look of fear on his face. It was obvious that he had not recovered from that state, but Zi Wuji's dejected look was not They were all frightened by Zhao Jiuge's Eight Desolations Sword Formation, but when he thought that all his plans had failed, Zi Wuji felt annoyed.
The culprit of all this is naturally Zhao Jiuge. If it weren't for Zhao Jiuge, he wouldn't be like this now. Thinking of this, even the pain caused by Zi Wuji's injuries has eased a lot.
Suddenly raising his head, Zi Wuji's vicious and resentful eyes stared at Zhao Jiuge. Obviously, Zi Wuji was still very unwilling and unconvinced that he had lost. Maybe there was no chance of entering the Ten Thousand Monster Mountain, and the Colorful Spirit Crane. There is no hope for Hanyan's marriage, but he cannot give up the position of leader of the Purple Marten clan, and there is still great hope.
After all, everything is still a fifty-fifty number, and he is still the eldest son. Thinking of this, Zi Wuji regained some of his energy. At the same time, he looked at Zhao Jiuge and said through gritted teeth, "Just wait, I will deal with you after I leave the City of Ten Thousand Demons."
As soon as these words came out, the two elders of Ten Thousand Demons Mountain frowned and were very unhappy. After all, the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons had issued an order not to cause trouble for those human monks in private, but Zi Wuji was too arrogant to do so. It was simply too arrogant to dare to say such threatening words in public, but compared to the two elders of Ten Thousand Monster Mountain, they didn't say much.
However, Zhao Jiuge's heart sank and he cursed a few times in his mind. Wherever there are people, there is competition. He didn't want to cause trouble, but in the end he kept getting into trouble. And this purple mink clan has a big family and a big business, so they are not easy to mess with. If They were really thinking about me, how could I practice with peace of mind in this mountain of 100,000 mountains.
However, Zhao Jiuge was too lazy to pay attention. The key now was to enter the Tianshan Pool. As long as he could improve his strength, it would not be a big deal if he encountered some troubles. As for Zi Wuji's revenge in the future, that would also be a matter of the future.
"Humph, it doesn't matter if you lose in terms of strength. I'm afraid that your character is not good enough and your skills are not as good as others. Just support and then be brave. How can there be such a dark heart and revenge on others."
Among the ten thousand monsters, an old man with gray hair and an old look on his face immediately snorted coldly when he saw this scene, and then said in a rather unpleasant tone.
Before, this elder from Ten Thousand Monster Mountain was quite optimistic about Zi Wuji and planned to accept him as a disciple. But now that he saw this kind of character, he obviously gave up on this plan. After all, it doesn't matter if he is weak in strength. He is just afraid of others. Being afraid of trouble, winning or losing has always been a common thing on the path of cultivation. Even if Zi Wuji loses, the elder who is optimistic about him will still accept him as a disciple, but because of Zi Wuji's last words, everything will be natural It's no longer possible, and if Zi Wuji knew all this, I'm afraid his intestines would be filled with regret.
The middle-aged man in Confucian robes smiled and said nothing more. After all, none of these old guys had a weird temperament. Many thoughts happened in an instant, so he didn't bother to care about it. After all, accepting disciples was a matter of course. It's about fate, and he immediately got up, left the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, and headed to the location of the competition platform. Don't forget that the results of the competition are now out, but there are eleven people left, and the quota for Tianshan Pool is There are only ten, so one person is naturally redundant, so he gets up and goes there to deal with this matter.
When the fighting was over, Zhao Jiuge breathed a sigh of relief, and then got off the competition stage. He didn't even look at Zi Wuji on the stage, and he didn't bother to pay attention to his threat. Anyway, what should come will always come, and what shouldn't come will always come. Won't come.
Then Zhao Jiuge looked around to see who were the winners on the competition stage over there. As for those who failed and had no chance to enter Tianshan Pool, naturally all of them had already wanted to leave here just now.
The fierce human young man, the charming woman from the nine-tailed white fox clan, and Han Yan were also on the list. Zhao Jiuge thought to himself, no wonder Han Yan has always been lukewarm towards Zi Wuji, but he turns out to be so powerful.
What made Zhao Jiuge even more surprised was that the man from the Silver Moon Wolf Clan was defeated by the burly young man from the Golden Thunder Lion Clan. The two of them could be said to have the most powerful auras among the people. Zhao Jiuge could only guess that the man from the Silver Moon Wolf Clan was defeated. The man is not very lucky.
What interests Zhao Jiuge the most is the fierce human young man named Po Jun. Counting himself, there are two human monks among them this time. This ratio is relatively large. Looking at the past, this kind of Tianshan Pool There are no human monks in the quota. It can only be said that Zhao Jiuge and that Po Jun are two monsters.
When Zhao Jiuge was in the Ten Thousand Demons Hall, he had heard the elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains discuss the identity of Po Jun. Although he was a human monk, he had been an abandoned baby since he was a child and was killed by a spirit wolf in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. He was raised by a young man, and his cultivation relied on some casual cultivators. Later, he practiced until now. As a human being, he behaves like a demon cultivator, so his aura is so fierce now.
Except for a few people, Zhao Jiuge was not very impressed by the other people who won the competition. Except for the Qingluan clan who was somewhat impressed at first, there was only one man who showed great hostility towards him, which made Zhao Jiuge a little bit Inexplicably, the ideas of these guys who think of demon cultivators cannot be analyzed according to normal thinking.
However, when the eleven people stood and looked at each other, Zhao Jiuge also discovered something interesting. Among the eleven people, except for him and Po Jun, who were somewhat special because of their status as human monks, several others, They are all from top or second-rate races, but this is also inevitable. Without the support of foundation, they will not have such strength.
Among the racial forces of these demon cultivators, they may be able to be unanimously xenophobic, but they also have grievances within themselves. It is obvious that they are wary of each other, and they look like they dislike each other.
The eleven people stood here and did not leave, and the elders of Ten Thousand Monster Mountain did not leave either. Everyone knew that the highlight was coming soon. Ten places and eleven people were not enough, so they all wanted to know what would happen next in Ten Thousand Monster Mountain. What method should be used to solve this problem
Soon, several wind-breaking sounds were heard, and then three figures appeared. The leader turned out to be the middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe. Being able to make the number two figure of Wanyao Mountain appear is enough to prove the quota of Tianshan Pool. How precious it is that Ten Thousand Demon Mountains value it so much.