The four shape-shifting demon sects carried a boxy white wooden box to the high platform, obviously containing heavy contents.

"Alright, the representatives of their respective races come up and draw lots, draw wooden cards of the same number, and fight, in order from the smallest to the largest, let's begin!" shouted the man in black armor.

The representatives below took the stage one after another, and the draw was carried out in order.

It took half an hour to completely finish, which is a lot!

"There are a lot of races here! It's enough to make up a table of mahjong! Eh, no, it's enough to make up hundreds of tables of mahjong! I just don't know if Zhou Gong and his old man have time to receive it!"

Nangong Ling didn't forget to joke in his heart. It is estimated that if Zhou Gong heard it, he would have to vomit blood in anger. But then, it's a battle, for a day, it's all demon master-level cultivators fighting, it's really boring.

Night falls quickly, and it is autumn, and this cool breeze is cold and thin.

And the battle below has also ended, and they have all dispersed. However, Nangong Ling didn't understand what was going on with the once-in-a-decade competition, and looking at their appearance, they were all staying in a fixed area, and there were ready-made houses there, so they had to be held for more than ten days!

Thinking of this, Nangong Ling was a little shocked, and it was estimated that the game would not take so long.

"Let's get someone to ask first. Nangong Ling said with a smile in his heart.

Just do it, Nangong Ling's guy dodged and rushed out, but there are countless demon beasts here, who can find out that Nangong Ling's guy is a human race?

This kind of thing is just right.

Nangong Ling came to a slightly remote area alone, and there were only two races here.

Looking ahead, Nangong Ling took a direct look and went directly towards a tent.

Nangong Ling actually didn't know that his divine sense was increasing, the so-called divine consciousness was a kind of probing power, which could allow cultivators to perceive the movement in front of them, just like a mirror, which could completely react to the scene in front of them, but unfortunately, this guy knew there.

When he looked at it, it was clear that a white light flashed around his body, and this light was the divine consciousness. But this guy just doesn't know.

Nangong Ling gradually approached the tent, only to see him squatting outside the tent, ready to sneak in.

"Ahh

Suddenly a cry remembered.

"Dead ghost!What a hurry!!"

A coquettish voice sounded inside the tent.

"Haha, little baby, you want to die as a husband! You don't know, suffocate me. I have to vent today. ”

An extremely excited voice rang out.

"Rely on your mother!" Nangong Ling was just about to step in, but stopped directly.

Nangong Ling was speechless, he was speechless! This girl will do it on a big night, Nima.

However, Nangong Ling couldn't manage so much, so he sneaked in directly.

"Boom!!"

A long sword came out of its sheath, exuding coldness.

I saw that Nangong Ling put the sword on the neck of a middle-aged man, and the woman was still in her body.

"You, you, who are you??"

The man's body trembled, there was no way, the sword was on its neck, I couldn't help it!

The woman had a long mouth at the moment, obviously because of Nangong Ling's sudden appearance, and was about to shout. However, it was directly controlled by Nangong Ling, so it became like he had his mouth open!

"Don't worry, I'll ask a few questions and leave, and then you can just keep doing it. Nangong Ling said with a smile.

The man nodded like pounding garlic, and it was estimated that if the garlic was here, it would have to be pounded into slag.

"Let me ask you, how many days will this competition be held??"

"Three, three days!!"

"It's so short!" Nangong Ling said with some surprise in his heart.

"Who is that black armor today?"

", it, it is the vein master of the Blood Spirit Mountain Range. ”

"Oh, Pulse Master, this name is scary enough. Nangong Ling couldn't help but tease.

When the man heard Nangong Ling ridicule him like this, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"By the way, all of your patriarchs are here this time?"

"Uh, yes, yes!"

Nangong Ling thought about it in his heart and didn't ask anything more.

"Boy, be temperate, understand?" Nangong Ling left such a sentence, and then disappeared into a gust of wind.

"Whew!"

When the man saw Nangong Ling leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly looked at his woman, and hurriedly released the control on her.

"Woooooooooo

The man covered the woman's mouth with his hand to prevent her from shouting.

"Shout a fart, and shout that Lao Tzu will chop you up. ”

The woman looked at the man fearfully and nodded hurriedly.

Nangong Ling quickly walked towards his place.

"It's only been held for three days, it's so short, so many demon beasts, it's all full of momentum!" Nangong Ling kept thinking in his heart as he flew through the sky on the road.

Nangong Ling dodged into a tall tree, and looked at an ancient book leisurely, anyway, there are many ancient books in the tower, there are all kinds of books, and it is boring to be boring, it is better to directly fill up the experience.

That ancient book is thick enough, thousands of pages, even Nangong Ling has to turn over the hours.

"Oops,*ah!"

Suddenly, Nangong Ling was surprised.

Nangong Ling's brows furrowed tightly, his eyes looked at the ancient book in his hand, and his curiosity increased greatly.

"The Blood Spirit Mountain Range, one of the ancient innate mountain ranges, is extremely rich in resources, medicinal materials, and refining artifacts.

According to legend, this Blood Spirit Mountain Range has a god-level powerhouse, but it has disappeared and no one knows. Over time, a legend came along. God-level out, blood spirit shock. ”

Nangong Ling smiled, and couldn't help but feel curious in his heart, this legend is a little two.

However, Nangong Ling would not believe it, after all, he would rather believe it than not believe it, he still understands this truth.

After three hours, Nangong Ling finished reading it thoroughly, and Nangong Ling remembered it all over again, this is the difference between cultivators and ordinary people, cultivators don't need to worry about any memory at all, they just can't forget it. But ordinary people can't.

"I didn't expect this Blood Spirit Mountain Range to be so good, but unfortunately, the god-level powerhouses have all disappeared, otherwise, it would be fun!"

Nangong Ling didn't care so much, he directly found a hidden place and began to try to break through his cultivation.

The whole night was spent in cultivation.

Early in the morning, Nangong Ling stretched his waist and walked out directly.

"Nima, you've finally touched the brink of a breakthrough!

Nangong Ling smiled shamelessly and shamelessly.

And this competition has also begun, and Nangong Ling went directly to the place of the competition.

Sleepless all night, Nangong Ling didn't feel sleepy at all, but was alive and well.

Nangong Ling flew to a tree and sat there watching.

However, the battle has some meaning, all of them are above the Demon Sect, Nangong Ling looked at it with interest.

I saw that on the high platform, the two men kept fighting, and the shot was a killing move, without the slightest mercy.

"Sure enough, it's indifferent, it's not the end of the point, it seems that this game is probably tired!"