In order to facilitate his actions, after returning to the territory of the Demon Realm, he put a small flame out and changed his own breath, seeing that the small flame could actually change a person's breath, the black wolf's eyes were full of surprise. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This thing is really amazing, but he also knows that this kind of thing must be rare in time, and now that he is his friend, if he knows how to measure, he shouldn't ask more, so he didn't ask too much, including Doudou, he also told it.

Sensing the black wolf's interest, Bugui nodded with secret satisfaction, she has traveled all the way, not to mention anything else, but she has a good eye for people, as long as she regards people as friends, they are generally friendly, such as the current black wolf, such as Yun Miao, no death......

Thinking of Wuxian, I don't know how he is now, it must be very hard to get to that position...... Bugui remembered the relationship with Wuxian along the way and the chic back garden when he first met him, and guessed that Wuxian should not be a person who was greedy for power, but things in the world are like this, and it will not be transferred because of your personal hobbies, from the day Wuxian was born, he was destined to have a fate with that position.

Standing at the back window of the inn, looking in the direction of the door, the thoughts of Bu Hui flew far away.

At this time, in the Demon Palace, a competitive battle was in full swing.

Outstanding children from all over the Demon Realm had gathered here two days ago, just waiting for today's finals, including Haotian, the nominal son of the wind, and the powerful one, Zanglang!

These two people are also popular figures today, and the people who support them each account for a part, to say that Haotian has been adopted by the wind since he was a child, and he is raised under his name, which is naturally more advantageous than Zanglang.

But somehow, there were a few great elders in the Demon Palace who seemed to be at odds with him, and now when they saw Zang Lang coming up, they immediately supported Zang Lang behind his back, making him hate it behind his back, but when he saw those people on the surface, he had to pretend to be smiling.

The disciples who came up to the competition this time were only ten people, two by two, because only one ring was prepared, the order of appearance was determined by drawing, Haotian and Zanglang were drawn to the order of the next day, so the two of them went back to their resting places after drawing lots.

When he returned to the resting place, Haotian immediately called his subordinates, whispered a few words, and his subordinates had to be ordered to go, Haotian was ready to cross his legs and began to meditate with his eyes closed, with his plan, he didn't believe that tomorrow's game Zanglang could still win! Thinking of the appearance of hiding the waves tomorrow and withdrawing in embarrassment, the corners of Haotian's mouth curled.

The first day of the competition three games, the winner has to wait for the second day after the competition to draw lots to decide who the opponent is, the first day of the competition lost the person can naturally go back, but there are also continue to stay here to watch the competition, after all, such a competition is rare, and it is good to have a long experience.

The next day's competition because of the participation of Haotian and Zanglang, so there are many people who watch the competition, although this competition is held inside the Demon Palace, but almost all the people who can come have arrived, after all, it is about the position of the future demon lord!

Even the wind deliberately took time to come out, the wind naturally deliberately opened up a position on the high platform, seeing the wind coming, the current elders got up to greet each other, the wind waved his hand casually and sat down, today he just came to see the competition, he also wanted to see what kind of person could take over his position as the demon lord.

started, in the ring, Zang Lang fought against a demon cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, the most powerful thing about this person is not the spell, but that he is a body cultivator with explosive strength, a body of copper skin and iron bones, ordinary magic weapons cut at him, it has no effect on him at all, and the first few people who duel with him are lost on this.

To say that physical cultivation is on this continent, it is almost the same as the continent where the future generations are located, and it is not recognized by too many people, because if you just practice magic, you can easily reach the level of Yuan Ying, but if you practice physical cultivation, it is not easy to reach Yuan Ying, so in physical cultivation, like this one standing in the ring today, he is already a top master in physical cultivation.

Others may not be able to do anything about him, but Zang Lang has already met this type of opponent in the previous game, so now seeing him is not afraid, but there is a sense of excitement, which is a sense of excitement that opponents who can compete with him want to fight!

The person on the other side moved, and he burst out with an astonishing explosive force, and the entire ring seemed to be controlled by him, and it rushed towards the Tibetan wave as fast as a bolt of lightning.

Some people who were watching the game were tugging at their hearts for Zang Lang, this person's explosiveness was too strong!

Zang Lang took out his natal magic weapon unhurriedly, it was a thing with a triangular fork at the top, Zang Lang held it in his hand, and at the same time the gesture kept waving, forming countless complicated small formations superimposed on the magic weapon in his hand, and when the person was still a few meters away from him, Zang Lang suddenly moved.

If the person's body shape just now is like a bolt of lightning, then Zang Lang is now a gust of wind, everyone only felt that there was a flash in front of their eyes, Zang Lang and that person had already converged in one place, the magic weapon in Zang Lang's hand quickly shot, and I don't know what he really did on the magic weapon, the magic weapon actually chased the person, that person originally wanted to attack Zang Lang, but when he got closer, he found that he might not be able to please at all, and it was too late to retreat quickly!

Zang Lang's magic weapon chased after him, and Zang Lang stood aside with his arms freely watching the play.

Even the wind in the stands couldn't help but praise Zang Lang a sentence, others can't see it, he can see it clearly, Zang Lang just added to the magic weapon is clearly the blasting technique, this kind of spell is the same existence as chicken ribs in all spells, but it is precisely this inconspicuous spell that is the most effective against body cultivation.

This is still known after suffering a few losses when the wind was young, and I didn't expect that Zanglang already understood this at a young age, this son has a malleable wind!

Hearing the praise of the wind, the people below naturally echoed a few words, only Haotian secretly grinded his teeth, this guy who has not achieved enough things and has more than enough failures, didn't he ask him to drug Zanglang, why is Zanglang still standing in the ring today, and leaving such a good impression in front of his father-in-law, it is really hateful!

Haotian didn't know that although his subordinates were instructed by him to go to Zang Lang to give medicine, but Zang Lang didn't go back to his resting place last night, and the man only put the medicine in Zang Lang's room, afraid that Zang Lang would find out, so he only stayed outside the room for a while and left, and he didn't even dare to find out if there was anyone in the room!

And because Zanglang didn't return overnight, he happened to be not hit, so he had today's wonderful scene!

The author's broken thoughts: The second watch comes to the bird~~ Go to bed early and get up early to be in good health~~ Haha, in fact, it is because the author Jun has a cold, and the waves are not moving, so he can only obediently take the medicine and then drill the quilt ~~~ Gray ash, friends, good night!! Sweet dreams!! (To be continued.) )