A night of noise, a hustle and bustle all over the city, in the midst of such anticipation and heated discussions, the top ten battle is finally coming.

The next day, the center of the square was crowded with people early in the morning, and the demon cultivators were rubbing shoulders one after another, surrounding the entire center of the square, and even the roofs on the periphery were full of people, which showed the anticipation of this showdown.

"Look...... The old man of the hundred ghosts is here!"

With an exclamation, everyone looked into the air, only to see a gray shadow swishing across the sky, and then appeared in the ring.

It was an old man in a gray robe, with gray curly hair, and a skeletal scepter in his hand, exuding a gloomy and sympathetic aura on his body, it was the three strong immortals, the old man of the hundred ghosts!

As soon as the old man of the hundred ghosts arrived, many ghost path demon cultivators in the audience cheered for him, which showed the weight of the old man of the hundred ghosts in the vein of ghost path and demon cultivation.

"Huh...... Unexpectedly, those guys hadn't come yet, but the old man became the first. I really love to put on a show......"

The old man shook his head, and then came to the side of the ring, where ten chairs were already set up, and he picked a random seat and sat down.

Not long after the old man sat down, another sharp sound came from the sky, and when everyone looked up, they saw a black mist passing through the sky like a puff of green smoke, and then appeared in the ring.

Waiting for the smoke to clear, a young demon cultivator with dark blue hair was revealed, and his body was also surging with surging energy, which made people's hearts palpitate.

"It's a ghost fang!"

"This is also a ruthless stubble!"

"This person's strength is definitely not to be underestimated!"

After the ghost fang showed his face on the stage, he also waved his hand to the demon cultivator in the audience, looking like he was enjoying everyone's attention.

Just as he was greeting the people below, two figures suddenly swept through the sky, appearing beside the demon fang in the blink of an eye.

The ghost fang took a closer look, and found that it was Qiu Wuyun and the demon cultivator who won the final lottery duel, and when that person read the name yesterday, it seemed to be called a demon eagle, but he didn't care.

Because he didn't pay attention to these two people at all.

He had already locked his eyes on Su Zheng and the little demon god and the Yaksha gods, and as for the others, he was not interested.

After Qiu Wuyun and Demon Eagle arrived, the two of them reacted almost the same, with a cold face, almost didn't say hello, and directly got out of the ring, chose a seat and sat down.

The eyes of the old man of the hundred ghosts also swept over one by one after the three of them came, and at the same time made a simple judgment in his heart, "Qiu Wuyun, strange demon cultivator, immortal three realms, the strength foundation is good, but it is not a threat......; It's a thorn, but his opponent shouldn't be me......"

Just by looking at each person, the old man of the hundred ghosts judged some useful information from the breath and reactions revealed by each of these people.

However, this is only a rough judgment and can only be used for temporary reference.

After a while, there were people in the sky again, only to hear the sound of a bang in the ring, as if a heavy object had smashed on the ring, so that the whole ground was shaken in a trance, and then everyone locked on the ring, and found that this time it was a burly and powerful demon cultivator with horns on his head.

It's the little devil god who wishes the bell!

With a demonic power, even if he can't break out, he can still make the demon cultivator who is close to the ring feel a heavy pressure.

"It's worthy of a little demon god, this breath is so powerful!"

"That's it, this is the strongest person in this showdown, the most powerful competition for the first place!"

"It is said that he has the power of a demon god, but he has never seen it, so I guess this battle will open his eyes......"

After the little demon god Zhu Zhong came to the ring, his eyes scanned the audience, and after showing his might, he strode out of the ring.

Others followed.

As soon as the grasshopper appeared, it also caused a small sensation in the field, which shows the popularity of this demon cultivator with an inconspicuous name, but his strength is amazing.

Some people even bet that the grasshopper's strength is stronger than that of the little demon god and the yaksha god of the same level!

And then the demon lion also appeared, this is the only strong person present who has broken out of the immortal king cultivation, and his appearance made the demon cultivators present also let out a cheer.

However, the face of the demon lion did not show half of the smugness, it was still a cold face, like ten thousand years of ice, not happy or sad, after coming to the ring, he didn't say hello, and walked straight out of the ring.

However, his attitude not only did not arouse the disgust of the audience, but also made the demon cultivators even more excited, and even some demon cultivators took it for granted, masters, they must have personality.

This made the ghost fang and others who heard these words speechless one by one.

Just when everyone's eyes are on it

When looking at the ghost fang and the others on the side of the ring, a carriage on the periphery came to the scene silently.

"There are so many people......

"It's so hilarious!"

"I'm getting a little nervous. ”

"You're nervous, it's Wu Xiu who goes up to fight, and it's not you who goes up ......"

"Can't I be nervous for him?!"

Without waiting for Su Zheng to speak, Tong Gang and the people of the demon hunting team got up, and Su Zheng expressed helplessness about this.

These guys have been cultivating hard in the past two days, but their tempers seem to be rising.

Could it be that temper increases with cultivation?!

Su Zheng didn't care much about this issue, shook his head, and said to Wu Qian in the carriage: "I'm also going up......"

"Be careful!"

"Hmm!"

Su Zheng answered, then lifted the curtain, and the person turned into a phantom, and appeared in the ring in a flash.

"The Demon is here!"

"Come on, you will win!"

"The devil is the strongest, defeat everyone!"

As soon as Su Zheng appeared in the ring, there was immediately a cheer from the audience.

Many low-level demon cultivators have a good impression of Su Zheng, after all, when he first signed up for the battle, Su Zheng was the first person to appear and jump out and kill those Shenqiao Nine Realms and Immortal One, no matter what his real purpose was, he won the favor of those low-level demon cultivators.

So as soon as Su Zheng came to power, his popularity was extraordinarily strong, who made the magic cultivators in the Shenqiao realm the most.

"Tsk...... This guy is really popular!"

On the side of the ring, the ghost fang saw Su Zheng's popularity after his appearance, and smacked his lips with a strange voice.

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said, "No way, who makes the family a ruthless demon." Devil Fang, if you are red-eyed, you can take the initiative to challenge him and defeat him, and I believe that your popularity will rise immediately......"

Hearing this, the ghost fang glanced back at the old man of the hundred ghosts, and said, "Hmph, provoke me to go up and fight him, and then you pick up the leak in the back? You treat me as an idiot?!"

Seeing through the intentions of the ghost fang, the old man of the hundred ghosts smiled and said nothing, and there was no embarrassment on his face after being exposed, and he still looked smiling.

This made the people next to him secretly slander after seeing it: This old guy is not only old, but also thick-skinned! (https:)

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