When they saw the middle-aged man in Confucian robes, the second-in-command of Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, arriving, everyone in the audience remained silent, waiting for the next result with concentration.
The middle-aged man in Confucian robes looked around at the expressions of everyone around him, with a mysterious smile, and then he didn't intend to show off, and said directly, "Ten places, survival of the fittest, challenge on your own!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jiuge and others were immediately surprised, because the rules this time seemed to be very different from before. In the past, there were usually a large number of people, and the quota was determined by fighting in the end. However, this year's situation is a bit embarrassing. It's not too much, it's not too much. There are exactly eleven people, and there is one more. Even a duel is not that convenient. This is the only way to use it as a last resort.
The middle-aged man in a Confucian robe was not in a hurry to continue talking, and even looked at their reactions with a smile. After Zhao Jiuge was briefly shocked, he felt a bad feeling in his heart, because in this case, He will inevitably have to be tit-for-tat by these demon cultivators, but maybe among the eleven, they are just chasing after weak persimmons, but no one will immediately come out to be the first.
A subtle atmosphere unfolded among the eleven people, and no one acted rashly. After all, once he was targeted, he would have to fight for another adventure, and if he was lucky and could avoid it, it would be equivalent to being able to enter steadily. Tianshan Pool, after all, there are ten places among the eleven people, which is a high probability.
For a moment, the eyes of the eleven people showed wariness, and they were even resisting secretly, as if they were afraid that they would be targeted. Zhao Jiuge smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking how could Wanyao Mountain stipulate such a method? , he could even feel no less than four or five eyes staring at him closely, but Zhao Jiuge did not look back. After all, he did not want to cause other people to misunderstand this matter and complete their actions against him.
The expressions of each other fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man in Confucian robes, and he smiled slightly. This is what he wanted. If he can't always maintain a fighting spirit, how can he go further on the path of cultivation? The further away, after all, even if Ten Thousand Monster Mountain absorbs fresh blood, it is divided into three, six, and nine levels. Different levels naturally require different resources to treat, so he wants to see if any of these people's actions can help them next. He brings surprises.
The result did not disappoint him too much. Although he waited for a while, those figures finally began to feel a little restless and started to move immediately. It seemed that waiting for a long time was too boring, and some people also lost their patience and jumped out first. Of course, they are the most confident. Even Zhao Jiuge dare not say that he is sure to win any of them at this moment.
Hearing the restless sound of footsteps, everyone looked along, and when they saw the figure clearly, they were a little relieved, but Zhao Jiuge's heart bulged, and he was even prepared for the challenge, because the one who came out first One of them was the burly young man from the Golden Thunder Lion clan.
He was already tall and tall, and he was wearing a golden yellow armor, which added a bit of power. Looking at the rich and long aura, Zhao Jiuge also knew why the guy from the Silver Moon Wolf Clan lost. Give it to him. It can be said that this guy from the Golden Thunder Lion Clan has the most powerful aura among this group of people.
When the burly young man from the Golden Thunder Lion clan stepped out, his eyes were filled with a playful smile. The meaning was naturally self-evident. But before that, he had provoked Zhao Jiuge several times, showing off Mingming looked like he didn't like Zhao Jiuge. Now he came out naturally because he wanted to challenge Zhao Jiuge and didn't want Zhao Jiuge to have a chance to get a spot in Tianshan Pool.
"Huang Meng, a member of the Golden Thunder Lion Clan, has long heard that human monks are powerful, so he came here to ask for advice."
The voice is calm, but the words are full of aggressive meaning, and the smiling eyes clearly have bad intentions, and even hidden murderous intentions. The thing among demon cultivators is that the weak will eat the strong, and there will be no mercy.
Seeing that things were developing as expected, Zhao Jiuge immediately cursed in his heart. This Huang Meng was outstanding in strength, and getting a spot in the Tianshan Pool was an absolute matter, but now he had to jump out and cause trouble for himself. To do such a thing that harms others and does not benefit oneself, in Zhao Jiuge's opinion, it is simply because he is full, and he is really unlucky. Just because of his status as a human monk, he does not know how much trouble he will cause.
Although Huang Meng had been scolded for several years in his heart, he still had to do his best on the surface. Huang Meng did not break his face. Naturally, Zhao Jiuge could only do the same, so he had to say with a faint sneer on his face, "I am happy to Please accompany me."
Although Zhao Jiuge said it lightly, his heart was very heavy. It took a lot of effort to deal with Zi Wuji, let alone Huang Meng, who had a strong aura. Maybe there would be no one at all in the end. With so many chances of winning, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but wonder why it was so difficult for him to get a spot in Tianshan Pool.
Many people were surprised by this turn of events, but seeing the demon cultivator and the human cultivator once again confront each other, many people who liked to watch the excitement naturally applauded, and this middle-aged man in Confucian robes was also happy to do so. , he also cast a relatively appreciative light on Huang Meng's actions. After all, in his opinion, if you don't advance in cultivation, you will retreat, so you should maintain this spirit of rising and fighting.
"Qingluan Clan Qing Cai Lian, please give me some advice."
Originally, I thought the matter would end with the fight between Zhao Jiuge and Huang Meng, but as a cold voice rang out, things suddenly took another twist and turn, attracting a lot of attention.
I saw Qing Cai Lian, who was wearing a long blue dress, with an indifferent expression, staring at the charming woman with nine-tailed white fox with fiery eyes. Looking at her demeanor, it was obvious that she had a huge grudge.
I think back then, when the Nine-tailed White Fox was at its peak, it was so powerful that even Ten Thousand Demon Mountains had to give way to it, and its own skills changed even more. However, in the end, due to the successive deaths of the top tribesmen, and the cultivation of the skills The difficulty is that the bloodline of the younger generations is getting thinner and thinner, so there are never any top clansmen.
Later, even the reputation of the top races was not guaranteed, and they were replaced by the Qingluan clan. There were only eight top races of demon cultivators at most. Back then, the nine-tailed white fox was among the best among the top races, but now it is only Being able to linger among the second-rate forces, plus when it was at its peak, it offended too many people, so now there are naturally a lot of people who are adding insult to injury.
Qing Cai Lian is clamoring to deal with this delicate woman like the Nine-tailed White Fox. She is just taking advantage of your illness to take your life and continue to suppress the Nine-tailed White Fox clan, preventing them from having the chance to make a comeback in the future.
There was only one more person in the field. With the dispute between Zhao Jiuge and Huang Meng, there was nothing else to do with the others, but Qing Cailian still wanted to join in the fun.
Hearing Qing Cailian's words, the charming woman with the nine-tailed white fox seemed a little surprised, but she quickly calmed down the surprise. Her face was calm, without any anger or shock, and she just said lightly, "I'm happy to accompany you in late autumn."
It would be a lie to say that Late Autumn didn't have any anger towards Qing Cai Lian's aggressiveness. Nowadays, the nine-tailed white fox clan has suffered a lot because of their bloodline over the years, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse.
If the fight between Huang Meng and Zhao Jiuge is a battle of races, then Qingcai Lian and Wan Qiu are a battle of families. Originally, there were several people who didn't like each other, but because of the actions of these four people, they suddenly became wait-and-see, and even There are some watching the fire from the other side.
Zhao Jiuge was a little surprised. This Qing Cai Lian was completely disrespectful. Even if there was a vacant spot, she made it clear that she did not want to give it to Wan Qiu. Naturally, she did not want to see Wan Qiu improve her strength.
Looking at the nine-tailed white fox clan, Wan Qiu, who had met once before, had a calm face and a firm look in his beautiful eyes, which made Zhao Jiuge feel a little soft-hearted, as if he saw himself who had just practiced for a short time, coupled with that charming Her stunning appearance makes people feel a bit fond of her.
Inexplicably, Zhao Jiuge wanted to help this late autumn, and in his opinion, the fight between the two was just taking off his pants and farting, which was completely unnecessary. Then, Zhao Jiuge spoke under the influence of some mistake.