However, his actions provoked the surrounding demon cultivators to feel quite disdainful, as if he was afraid of those huge beasts, and put on a weak appearance.

In this way, after some inspection, the cultivation of the three groups of people was determined to be unadulterated, and for a while, the members of the Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect reunited together and began to distribute the grades.

After silently waiting for about two teas, the more than 200 test takers present were all divided into pairs, and the sect member in the late stage of Lingning in the center finally raised his head and announced loudly: "The first level of entry, life and death, let's start now! Forty-five, sixty-eight, you go up! Seventy-seven, ninety-six, you go to the second one."

The young talents who were called to the brand couldn't help but be very nervous, after all, as soon as they got into the ring, they had to divide life and death, and there was also the time limit of that stick of incense, and even their hands trembled.

However, since they came here to take the exam and did not escape, they already had the idea that if they did not succeed, they would become benevolent, so they hesitated for less than four breaths, and then walked to the ring where they should go.

"Brother Wang, look at this competition, which one can survive and be selected for the second test?"

The rest of the test takers, who had not been called by their names, saw that those who had been called walked out, and they couldn't help but start whispering.

Although everyone present did not know each other, just from the appearance of the natal beast, it was enough to judge their family background and sect background.

And the Wang brother who was questioned was like a character like Bai Xiaosheng, who was quite familiar with the evil sects and side door retail investors in the demon land.

Sure enough, after a moment's effort, the royal brother narrowed his eyes and replied faintly: "I think, eighty percent is the forty-fifth number will win, the instant step of the Green Evil Sect, weird and unpredictable, but it is not something that the little Chilling Cicada Sect can resist, plus the cultivation realm between the two is another line, the young master of the Six Chilling Cicada Sect, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious."

As he was analyzing the battle situation, the blood-colored barrier that had risen around Ring No. 1 suddenly fell, and a figure quickly jumped to the ground.

"Hmph, that's easy. ”

I saw that in the hand of this figure, he was carrying a human head that was dripping blood, and when he threw it away, it fell at the feet of the Blood Demon Sect members who were standing overseer.

The Blood Demon Sect member looked at the head on the ground with an expressionless face, and announced, "One fight, the forty-fifth will enter the second test of the Blood Demon!"

"Brother Wang, good eye!"

Seeing the No. 45 young talent throwing his head out, the onlookers from a distance couldn't help but admire in admiration.

"It's nothing, you just wait and see, in twenty breaths, the number two ring, the ninety-six should come out. ”

Hearing everyone's convincing words, the corners of Brother Wang's mouth curled and said lightly.

The dozens of test takers around him quickly quieted down, and began to count down silently in their hearts, no more, no less, and just after twenty breaths, the blood curtain of the No. 2 ring, according to his guess, fell without deviation.

Then, the young talent No. 96 walked out of it with a bloody stride.

The people who saw this scene admired the royal brother so much that they even threw themselves to the ground, and some even gave priority to asking about their next fate when they called his brand.

Only Zhan Feihong, who was standing in the back, holding the flame kitten, was still standing alone, and when he heard the speculation of the royal brother, he just smiled slightly and said nothing.

Because of his actions that stand out from the crowd, he can't help but attract the side eyes of the royal brother.

"One hundred and thirty-seven, two hundred and sixty-nine, three on the three!"

At this moment, the sect member in the late stage of Lingning in the center shouted out the name of Zhan Feihong.

Zhan Feihong heard that his competition was coming, gasped slightly, and then walked towards the location of the No. 3 ring with his arms in his arms.

"Brother Wang, look at this time, who lives and who dies?"

As soon as he took half a step, he heard someone in the large crowd of people not far away asking with more interest.

Before the king could reply, the others laughed one after another.

"Does this need to be said, look at the two hundred and sixty-nine, the natal beast is the size of my palm, standing there and cowering in virtue, he doesn't die, who will die? I really don't know what his father and mother think, sending such a soft egg over is purely for nothing!"

"But no, I've been walking in the demon land for all these years, although my knowledge can't be called profound, but I know countless fierce beasts, I have never seen such a short thing, I'm afraid it won't take a few years to degenerate into a spirit beast meat animal!"

"I guess, he won't be able to make it through ten rounds when he goes to the ring!"

"I guess five rounds!"

"I guess a round!"

Just as the taunts continued, the royal brother suddenly motioned for everyone to be quiet.

Then, his eyes flickered towards Zhan Feihong, who was already approaching, and a subtle schadenfreude flashed in his eyes.

"You ask about the next victory or defeat in the third ring."

Deliberately waiting until the young man was closest, the royal brother raised his eyebrows, and said loudly at the top of his voice: "I dare to guarantee that the two hundred and sixty-ninth will not only die, but also die miserably!"

"Hahahaha-"

Everyone thought that this royal brother's previous behavior could draw a different conclusion, but they didn't expect the answer to be as they expected, and they couldn't stop laughing.

However, there were also a few curious people who asked, "Brother Wang, why do you say that he must have died a miserable death?"

At this time, Brother Wang was glancing at Zhan Feihong, who had walked to the nearest place.

After discovering that the other party heard his judgment, not only did he not have any expression of fear, but he still walked at that speed as if he was disdainful, and continued to walk towards the ring, without the slightest hesitation, he couldn't help but add fuel and vinegar and said: "Although I don't know the origin of this two hundred and sixty-nine, just looking at his natal beast, it is estimated that eighty percent of them are disciples of the sect who are not in the stream, and third-rate characters." Even if you take a step back, he has so many subtle powers, and after all, he is just a figure in the early stage of spiritual convergence. Do you know which sect's young master is that one hundred and thirty-seven?"

"Which one?"

Some of the people who were relatively unfamiliar with the number one hundred and thirty-seven immediately asked.

"He is the young master of the Heaven Devouring Sect! This sect is known in the demon land for eating people and not spitting out bones, and all the disciples under him will not have a trace of scum left against the enemy, whether they are humans or beasts!"

The royal brother glanced at the crowd and replied in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Oh, it turned out to be a person from the Heaven Devouring Sect! I have also heard of the murderous name of this sect, and its magical power can actually devour others and directly turn it into its own use, it can be called a demon cultivator among demon cultivators, and it never leaves any room for doing things, and it is extremely crazy!"

Hearing Brother Wang's explanation, the crowd couldn't help but sigh again.

"So, I can guarantee that the two hundred and sixty-ninth will die a miserable death! This young master of the Heaven Devouring Sect, as far as I know, although his cultivation is still at the level of the early stage of spiritual convergence, due to his devouring supernatural powers, his strength is not inferior even if it is against those demon cultivators in the middle stage of spiritual convergence!"

The royal brother followed the words and once again burst out of his prediction: "In addition, the people from their Heaven Swallowing Sect are cruel by nature, if they don't guess wrong, then the young master of the Heaven Swallowing Sect is afraid that it will take the last moment when a stick of incense is extinguished before ending the other party's life and leaving the ring." During this period, the two hundred and sixty-nine will be bitten off and devoured part, but he will be left breathless until he is completely eaten and the dregs are gone!"

After this analysis, which sounded like the head of the road, everyone's eyes turned to Zhan Feihong, who was about to enter the ring, some people shook their heads again and again, and some people had cruel smiles on the corners of their mouths, thinking that he would definitely be tortured in this competition.

"What kind of character will I be my opponent, it turns out to be your little thing!"

At the same time, the young master of the Heaven Devouring Sect, who flew to the stage from the other side, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhan Feihong with disdain, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little more bloodthirsty.

"It just so happens that my Sky Swallowing Beast is a little hungry, so I'll take you little cub to fill my stomach!"

A strong fire spirit wave suddenly erupted around his body, and he volleyed his hands into the air, and two fierce supernatural powers attacked the opponent's body, wanting to forcibly catch Zhan Feihong into the ring!

"Alas"

Sighing slightly, Zhan Feihong glanced lightly at the fierce young master of the Heaven Devouring Sect on the stage, and let the other party catch him in the area of the ring.

As his feet touched the table, a thick blood mist suddenly rose around the entire ring, encircling the two of them.

"Don't worry, I'll eat you little by little until that stick of incense is all burned out! Being able to use it as my food is a blessing you've cultivated for eight lifetimes!"

Stretching out his red tongue and licking his lips greedily, the young master of the Heaven Devouring Sect saw Zhan Feihong go on stage without resistance, only to think that the other party was already disheartened.

A pair of arms vibrated violently quickly, and in a matter of moments, his two palms turned into bloody mouths, and the terrifying fangs that flickered with cold light rolled outward like barbs, and they pounced on him!

"I'll start with your legs!"

Rushing to Zhan Feihong's front like lightning, the bloody mouth formed by the two arms of the Young Master of the Heaven Devouring Sect immediately opened to the extreme, and bit it at the root of his thigh!

But before his two big mouths fell, the hot pain spread from his chest.

This strange feeling only made the young master of the Heaven Devouring Sect stagnate, and immediately, he found that the No. 269 test taker on the other side who was allowed to be slaughtered by himself had a bright red thing in his palm.

Only then did he see that this bright red thing was a heart that was still beating!

"I'm sorry, but I don't have time to spend a stick of incense with you. ”

Just when the young master of the Heaven Devouring Sect opened his eyes wide and was at a loss, !~!