readx;? This huge circular gladiatorial arena is 1,000 zhang in diameter and surrounded by a six-zhang high wall made of black boulders, which looks even more majestic up close. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a two-zhang high arch left on the wall every hundred zhang, and at this time, the adult demon men in the Great Desolate City were pouring into the gladiatorial arena from each arch like a tide.

Wang Yu followed the flow of people, passed through the nearest arch, and entered the gladiatorial arena.

As far as the eye can see, the gladiatorial arena is surrounded by steps layer by layer, and no less than 200,000 adult demon men have gathered on the steps, and adult men of the demon clan are constantly pouring into the gladiatorial arena from the surrounding arches.

In the middle of the gladiatorial arena, there is a clearing with a diameter of more than 900 zhang, covered with black sand and stones, perhaps because of the countless demon blood sprinkled on it, glowing with a faint green light.

On the west side of the gladiatorial arena, directly opposite Wang Yu, is a five-zhang high platform, on which thousands of heavily armed demon soldiers stand neatly at this time, and in front of it is a large black armchair with a complete tiger skin on it, and next to the black armchair, there is also a delicate white armchair with a white fox skin on it.

At this time, the demon clan men in the gladiatorial arena gathered more and more, and Wang Yu heard many people whispering around him.

A person behind him said: "All the gladiatorial battles should start fighting for the one hundred and twenty-eight iron tickets tomorrow, this time it started a day earlier, there must be some conspiracy in the Slaughtering City!"

Wang Yu said in his heart, the demon clan is alert, and it seems that someone has already sensed the danger.

He turned his head and saw that the man looked to be in his twenties, not much different from himself, with a pair of green eyes, wearing white fox skin, and should belong to the fox clan.

Seeing Wang Yu turn his head to look at him, he smiled at Wang Yu and nodded.

Wang Yu was worried about revealing his identity, so he pretended not to see it and turned his head back.

A demon clan man in front turned his head and said in a rough voice: "No matter what conspiracy he has, this time I will grab an iron ticket to enter, strive to win the first place in gladiatorial fighting, and kill the slaughtering city with my own hands!"

Wang Yu saw that this demon clan man looked to be in his forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a bearded face, and a colorful tiger skin, he should be a member of the tiger clan.

An old voice behind him sighed and muttered, "It seems that this time, those warriors of our demon clan who have advanced cultivation are going to face a catastrophe and be driven out and killed......

Wang Yu turned his head and saw an old man with a white beard appearing next to the young man of the fox clan just now, with bright eyes, a huge eagle hooked nose, and a black feather coat on his body.

The tiger man glared at him and reprimanded angrily: "Old man Eagle, I saw you 50,000 years ago, when you entered the top four of the gladiatorial fight, but you pretended to be injured and lost to your opponent, I haven't even seen you fight for the admission ticket for 50,000 years, see that your hair and beard are gray, if you don't make a move, I'm afraid you'll die of old age in your own stone house, don't you feel sorry?"

The old man said coldly: "You see, in the past 100,000 years, among the thousands of warriors of our demon clan who have won the first place in gladiatorial battles, who has killed that slaughtering city?

The Tiger Clan man said angrily: "If you don't send him to death, isn't our demon clan trapped and dying in this giant desolate city?" It's better to fight a chance to fight against the Slaughtering City, once we kill him, our demon clan can rush out of this huge desolate city!"

The old man smiled coldly and ignored him.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Many people around looked up at the high platform on the west side of the gladiatorial arena and cursed in low voices.

"That slut is here again!"

"It's so brazen that he has stooped down to serve that old devil for tens of thousands of years!"

"We demon warriors fought each other in order to get the opportunity to challenge the Slayer City, but she accompanied the demon to watch jokes!"

"It's really a shame for his father, her father, the Nine-Tailed Fox King, was originally the supreme demon king among our seventy-two demon kings!"

......

Wang Yu looked up and saw that Lady Yinrou had already walked up to the high platform on the west side of the gladiatorial arena and sat down sideways on the white chair covered with fox skins.

He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't expect that Lady Yinrou would bend down to serve the Slaughtering City for the demon clan, and she would be so infamous on her back!

He looked around and saw that not only the other demon clans, but also many people from the fox clan were insulting Lady Yinrou one after another.

He inadvertently noticed that the young fox man behind him had his mouth closed, his face flushed, and his eyes were full of anger, and he didn't know whether he was angry with Lady Yinrou or angry with these people who insulted Lady Yinrou.

However, the commotion soon subsided, and it seems that they had been accustomed to it for tens of thousands of years, and a few verbal insults were routinely enough.

Wang Yu saw that Lady Yinrou had been sitting on the high platform with her head held high, silent, and it seemed that she had not heard the whispered insults of the hundreds of thousands of demon clan men in the audience.

Suddenly, dozens of black shadows flew from a castle at the head of the Great Wilderness City.

On the top of the city surrounded by a hundred zhang of height, dozens of identical black castles were built, which housed the Slaughtering City and the 100,000 demon soldiers under him.

As for which castle the Slaughterer City would live in every day, except for the head of internal affairs, Li Wuren, no one in the Great Desolate City knew.

Therefore, it is impossible for the warriors of the demon clan to directly obtain the opportunity to confront the enemy of the Slaughtering City by means of assassination!

These dozens of black shadows fell on the high platform in the blink of an eye.

In the center is a tall man with long red and white hair, and because his back is facing Wang Yu, Wang Yu can't see his appearance.

Mrs. Yinrou quickly stood up from the chair, walked quickly to the man, Ying Ying bowed, and said coquettishly: "Yinrou greets the Demon Venerable!"

It turns out that this man is the Slaughter City!

Slaughter City laughed and reached out to help Lady Yinrou up.

Wang Yu heard that although he was a little old, his magic was stirring, and his cultivation was indeed above him.

Slayer City walked over to the black armchair covered with tiger skins, turned and sat down, the men in black who had come with him standing behind him, and Lady Yinrou sat down again on the white chair next to her.

Wang Yu saw the appearance of the Slaughtering City for the first time.

He looked like an old man in his sixties, with long snow-white hair mixed with strands of red hair, a withered face, and a pair of blood-red eyes.

The dozens of people standing behind him didn't seem to have low cultivation, and the head of internal affairs, Li Wuren, was standing behind him in the closest place to him.

In the huge gladiatorial arena, there was no sound at this time.

Slaughtering City looked coldly at the adult man of the more than 200,000 demon clans, and suddenly raised his right hand, and one hundred and twenty-eight small black iron cards flew out of his hand, lined up in a straight line from top to bottom, and hung in the air in the center of the gladiatorial arena.

Mrs. Yinrou couldn't help but be stunned, this is no different from the previous way!

Every time, the slaughtering city throws these one hundred and twenty-eight iron tickets into the field, and the warriors of the demon clan come forward to snatch them, the top iron coupon is numbered one, the bottom iron ticket is numbered one hundred and twenty-eight, and the first round of gladiatorial battles is numbered one pair numbered one hundred and twenty-eight, numbered two pairs numbered one hundred and twenty-seven, and so on.

Dozens of demon warriors in the crowd immediately stood up and flew towards the one-numbered admission ticket.

Dozens of hands stretched out together towards the iron coupon, and suddenly, a cloud of black light shot out of the iron coupon silently, and dozens of demon warriors suddenly screamed and fell down from mid-air.