Yan Chuan and Leng Yanyan, who were on the side, were taken aback when they heard this, and looked back at Dong Shaobao in surprise and said, "Brother, are you okay?"

Xiao Chen looked at Dong Shaobao's high-spirited appearance, and was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and said appreciatively: "Okay, it is worthy of being the heir who has inherited the Heavenly Martial Dao, and he has courage." ”

Dong Shaobao heard that his master Xiao Chen supported him, and nodded even harder.

Yan Chuan and Leng Yan saw this scene, glanced at each other strangely, and then shook his head and said: "Crazy, it's just crazy, that demon lord heard that he is a figure of the eighth level of the Martial King, Shaobao, if you want to challenge him, I'm afraid it will ......"

He hadn't finished his sentence, but the meaning was already clear.

Yan Chuan suddenly asked coldly: "No, you see that his momentum is so strong, it seems that he is more than the eighth level of the Martial King." ”

"You don't know this, that's the martial arts of the Demon Venerable, the Demon Venerable has always been a character who despises the world and is the only one, of course the momentum is strong, even the martial arts with him. The Demon Monarch cultivated the martial arts of the Demon Venerable Martial God, and of course his momentum far surpassed that of the Martial King of the same level, which also further illustrated the extraordinary martial arts of the Martial God. Leng Yan explained to him insightfully.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen kept nodding his head, feeling quite reasonable, and then looked at Dong Shaobao and asked, "How is it, do you dare to challenge the Demon Lord?"

Dong Shaobao nodded, a sky-high battle spirit soared, and he said arrogantly: "Why don't you dare!"

The flames of the eyes scorched, and the qi between heaven and earth shook.

The Domineering Martial Arts is also heroic and not afraid of any suffering.

The appearance of the Demon Lord surprised many people.

The battle between the Xuan Snakes in the ring and their battles stopped, only the fire lion in the air was still entangled with the eighth-level Martial King, and everyone looked at the white-haired demon lord who suddenly appeared in amazement, it was really the latter's momentum that was too powerful.

The Demon Lord stood on the stage, with a cold breath, arrogant momentum, and cold eyes, all showing the martial arts temperament of the Demon Venerable Martial God.

Heaven and earth, I am the only one.

"It's noisy, it's annoying. ”

The Demon Venerable suddenly spoke, and then suddenly made a move, and a bland palm slammed into the eighth-level Martial King who was fighting with the Fire Lion in the air.

The Martial King in the air didn't expect someone to suddenly intervene, and felt a terrifying crisis coming, so he hurriedly waved a palm to resist at the moment.

This palm eighth-level martial king only used eighty percent of his strength in a hurry, guessing that even if he couldn't suppress the opponent, he could at least resist it and buy time for himself.

But unexpectedly, his palm blasted out, colliding with the palm of the Demon Lord, and there was almost no pause, and he was immediately pushed by the Demon Venerable's big hand and continued to suppress it.

"Ah......" The eighth-level Martial King was shocked, and he wanted to escape, but it was too late.

With a single palm, the Demon Lord actually shook the eighth-level Martial King out of the air, and fell far out of the square.

Wow......

There was an uproar in the audience.

As soon as the Demon Lord made a move, he actually slapped the eighth-level Martial King away with one move, which was completely a crushing posture, and ended the battle with a palm without any suspense.

"Wow, that's terrifying. Yan Chuan and Leng Yan grew their mouths together.

The two of them were still like this, and the crowd around them was even more boiling.

"Is this the descendant of the Demon Venerable? ”

"This person's strength is the ninth level of the Martial King, and he is not his opponent. ”

"The Demon Venerable Martial Arts is really too domineering, the legendary No. 1 Martial God really lives up to its name. ”

"Could it be that there is going to be another Demon Venerable on the continent?!"

The crowd in the square exploded for the appearance of a demon lord, and there was a lot of discussion, after all, the heir of the demon lord, this identity is too shocking.

In the past, it has always been rumored that the Demon Venerable has no heirs, saying that it is very mysterious, but now, the heirs of the Demon Venerable actually made a strong appearance in the Holy Martial Conference, which made the central capital city shake.

Xiao Chen frowned when he saw this scene, and felt that it was not simple in all this.

Today's Shengwu Conference, the mysterious Demon Monarch Descendant appeared, why didn't there be any news of the Demon Monarch's Descendant in previous years?

Moreover, Xiao Chen also noticed that the Demon Lord's shot just now seemed to have a target, and that catch was not aimed at the Fire Lion, but at the enemy of the Athletic Palace, what is the connection?

"Could it be...... The Demon Lord is a person from the Athletic Palace?!" Xiao Chen secretly guessed boldly.

As soon as this idea came out, Xiao Chen felt that it was very possible.

On the stage, the powerful means shown by the Demon Lord's blow shocked the audience, and the fire lion immediately fell from the air, and glanced at the Demon Monarch blankly, the Demon Lord's eyes swept over, and everyone felt an inexplicable pressure, and hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.

The Demon Lord actually has a faint sense of kingship.

Immediately, he stepped forward without saying a word, came to the first seat and sat down, holding the chair with both hands, faintly dominating the world.

And all this, there is no one who opposes it.

Strength is king, and it is indeed a wise saying.

The martial artists who were still fighting to the death before, under the coercion of the Demon Lord at this moment, all of them didn't dare to move anymore, and they swept one after another, and then Xuan Snake and the Athletic Palace and others seemed to have received some orders, and then they also chose a position and sat down, but no one dared to sit in the second and third positions close to the Demon Lord.

The more you advance from the Demon Lord, the more you will be oppressed by the Demon Lord's momentum, and even the Xuan Snake sitting in the fourth position is like sitting on pins and needles.

The Fire Lion sat in the fifth seat, and glanced at the Demon Lord with fear, but the latter sat in the first seat, as if sitting on the throne, without paying any attention to the others.

The situation actually calmed down for a while after the appearance of the Demon Lord, and the chaotic situation ended like this, and the people below looked at each other.

However, there is a demon lord, and no one has any objections.

After all, the prestige of the Demon Venerable Martial God is too great.

The first person of the Martial God, I don't know how terrible his martial arts are.

One after another, the warriors of fifty martial arts stickers appeared, and the strength of the warriors who went up behind should not be underestimated.

Even in the Athletic Palace, three people were replaced.

So now, in addition to Xiao Chen, there are still six people in the ring in the Athletic Palace.

The Fire Lion and the Xuan Snake, plus the other five Martial King Seventh-level powerhouses, are still not small.

It's just that whether the Demon Lord is from the Athletic Palace or not, Xiao Chen can't make up his mind.

Seeing that tomorrow was rising, Xiao Chen guessed that the presiding envoy of the Wanhuangmen might be coming soon, and there were only two positions left on the stage. ”

"Yes, Master. Dong Shaobao nodded.

With that, the two flew into the ring.

They were the last to get into the ring, and they attracted the attention of countless people at once.

Xiao Chen didn't understand at first, how could it be so eye-catching, but then he understood after looking at his seat.

Because he and Dong Shaobao were the last to come to the stage, the seats of the fifty chairs were basically full now, leaving the two chairs next to the Demon Lord empty, and there was obviously no place to choose from.

Seeing this scene, the fire lion and the snake suddenly flashed a fine light in their eyes, and they laughed in their hearts.

"Let you be arrogant and make you crazy, now it's up to you to see if you have the courage to sit next to the Demon Lord. ”

Many people have this idea, wanting to see if Xiao Chen and Dong Shaobao have the courage to sit next to the Demon Lord, and some people even whispered in the audience: "I guess they will never dare to sit over." ”

"Why?"

"Didn't you see how domineering the demon lord was just now, not to mention whether the demon lord would do it, it was that momentum, whoever sat next to him couldn't stand it. The man obviously looked down on Xiao Chen.

The others suddenly felt polite, and they all guessed that Xiao Chen didn't dare to go over.

After Yan Chuan and Leng Yan noticed this situation, they were also frightened, and cold sweat flowed down their backs.

Yan Chuan whispered, "Do you think the master will sit over?"

"I don't know, but I know that if it were me, I would never sit down, it was the Demon Lord, the descendant of the Demon Venerable Martial God. I'd rather find a weak Martial King to repair it and grab a seat than mess with that Demon King. The cold eyes shivered in fear, "That breath is really terrifying." ”

Yan Chuan looked at it, but suddenly said with interest: "But I really want the master to sit down and give it a try." ”

"Why?"

"Because I want to see how strong the master is?!" Yan Chuan said curiously.

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and recalled it, as if Xiao Chen had indeed not lost since he met Xiao Chen, and then he also said thoughtfully: "I suddenly want to see it." ”

Everyone's eyes were locked on the high platform, and many people had already begun to secretly bet on Xiao Chen and Dong Shaobao whether they dared to sit on the second and third chairs.

Secretly, on top of a tall building in the distance, a slender figure and an old man were looking at the stage from a distance, these two people were the hosts of today's Scattered Cultivation Saint Martial Arts Conference, and the envoys of the Ten Thousand Emperors.

The two of them had already planned to appear before, but after seeing Xiao Chen and Dong Shaobao on the field, there were only two seats left next to the Demon Lord, and the two of them stopped again.

The old man stroked his beard, with a faint smile on his face, his eyes flashed, and said, "Hey, I also want to see if these two boys have the courage to sit next to the Demon Lord, if they don't even have the guts, haha...... Then I don't think they have to enter the Ten Thousand Emperors' Gate. ”

The woman's face was covered with a white veil, covering the whole face, revealing a mystery, and the woman's breath was like an empty mountain and valley, just standing there, but it seemed to be the only color between heaven and earth.

But if you don't pay attention, it's as if she's not respectful.

And from the figure, it can be seen that the woman must be a stunning beauty.

She looked at the high platform, her eyes fell on the figure in the ring, her red lips opened lightly under the white veil, and she said lightly: "I bet, he will dare to sit." ”

"Oh, why are you so sure?!"

The woman spoke for a long time, as if answering, and as if saying to herself: "Because he must sit." ”