There is still some truth in the words of the Demon King in Zhuyi, but who wants to let go of such a good opportunity? This is a grand event that only comes in 600 years, and after missing it, there will be no chance in this life, not to mention the temptation of the realm of transforming gods? Of course, there are difficulties and dangers, but who can cultivate to this point is not a person with great perseverance? How can you be intimidated by this little difficulty?

Of course, if the Demon King of Hengyun Mountain came to the door with a gift at the beginning and discussed it with them, maybe the Crouching Tiger True Monarch would still consider it, after all, compared with the ethereal Ten Thousand Spirits Society, it was still more touching to see the real benefits, but the Xuanjia Demon King and the Qingling Demon King did not do this, but directly brought people to the door, coercing and luring others to agree, it was too domineering, if they agreed like this, how would they face so many monks below in the future?

Thinking of this, Crouching Tiger Zhenjun suddenly let go of his momentum, and said: "What the Zhuyi Demon King said has some truth, but it is impossible for us to let Crouching Tiger City give up the pre-selection qualification of the Ten Thousand Souls Association in vain, since you are aggressive and come to the door, there is nothing to say, let's see the real chapter under our hands, you win, that qualification can be taken away, if we win, not only the qualification will remain, but the Xuanjia Demon King and the Qingling Demon King will also apologize to me Crouching Tiger City, how about it?" ”

The Howling Demon King is not a person who drags mud and water, after listening to Crouching Tiger Zhenjun, he nodded lightly, and said: "Crouching Tiger Zhenjun's request is very reasonable, I agreed, but it is unseemly for a group of our Yuanying monks to directly start a melee here, I don't think it is as good as this, we will each have three people to put down the ring, and it is fair and reasonable to win two battles in three battles, you have any opinions." ”

The four demon kings of Hengyun Mountain are respected by the Xiaotian Demon King, and he agreed, and the other demon kings naturally have no opinions, not to mention that this ring three itself is more beneficial to them. Crouching Tiger City also knows that this is the best way at the moment, it is better to win, even if it loses, it is not ashamed, after all, the strength of Hengyun Mountain is much stronger than them, so it is at least acceptable to give up the qualifications.

Crouching Tiger Zhenjun said: "Since this is the case, then we will decide, this is not a place for competition, I know that there is a nearby valley suitable for the ring competition, everyone please follow me." ”

After finishing speaking, Crouching Tiger Zhenjun turned around directly and flew towards a valley on the west side, Hongguang Zhenjun and Qingyang and others hurriedly followed, as for the four demon kings, I don't know if they are confident enough in their own strength, or believe in Crouching Tiger Zhenjun, and directly follow behind.

Half an hour later, a group of four people came to a valley, here is really as Crouching Tiger Zhenjun said, very suitable for the ring competition, the whole valley is dozens of miles in circumference, the terrain is flat, the field of vision is broad, they first arranged a protective formation in the middle of the ground, so as not to cause too much damage to the battle between the Yuanying monks, and set a ban around, so as not to disturb irrelevant people.

Everything was ready to stop, the monk of Crouching Tiger City and the demon king of Hengyun Mountain stood on both sides, and Crouching Tiger Zhenjun looked at a few people around him, and said, "Which of you will be on this first scene?" ”

Crouching Tiger Zhenjun is the backbone of everyone, and it must not be used to take the lead, Qingyang is an outsider, and he can't steal the limelight of the monks of Crouching Tiger City, so he didn't stand up, and Hongguang Zhenjun is not strong enough, and he was worried that he would encounter too strong opponents to drag down the entire team in this game, so he hesitated and didn't stand up.

Fengluan Zhenjun looked left and right, knowing that it would be impossible for him not to stand up at this time, so he jumped lightly, entered the protective formation, and then said to the four demon kings opposite: "In this first game, I will come to meet the demon kings of Hengyun Mountain, I don't know who you are going to send to play?" ”

Fengluan Zhenjun ranks second in strength among the three people from Crouching Tiger City, and the strength of the Demon King of Zhuyi in Hengyun Mountain in this place is also ranked second.

The Xuanjia Demon King pointed at this side, and he didn't know what he said, but in the end, the Zhuyi Demon King nodded, retreated, and gave this scene to the Xuanjia Demon King.

Qingyang guessed that because there was an uncertain factor on the side of Crouching Tiger City, and the Xuanjia Demon King was not sure to defeat him, so he let the stronger Zhuyi Demon King stay and keep an eye on him, and he went to deal with Fengluan Zhenjun, so that the possibility of Hengyun Mountain's side winning was the greatest.

Qingyang guessed the other party's thoughts, but he didn't care about this, Crouching Tiger City itself has three Yuanying monks, maybe he won't need to appear at all, and he will talk about it when the time comes.

The two sides were prepared, and the battle soon began, Fengluan Zhenjun's cultivation of the fifth layer of Yuanying, the strength ranked third among the five Yuanying monks in Crouching Tiger City, and he had been famous for hundreds of years, and his strength was unfathomable, Fengluan Zhenjun's natal magic weapon was a wind spirit fan, which was said to be refined by a tenth-order demon feather containing the bloodline of the true spirit Luan Feng, and was raised by her from the Jindan realm for five or six hundred years with the true yuan, the power was amazing, and a fan could make the opponent soft and the true yuan compensate, and the whole body was festered and broken bones and tendons were broken twice. Three slaps can make people's souls fly and lose their lives.

When a normal fifth-layer monk of Yuanying encounters Fengluan Zhenjun, almost no one can resist it, but it is a pity that she met the Xuanjia Demon King, who is known for her defense, and the Xuanjia Demon King's strength is comparable to that of Fengluan Zhenjun, but his defense is strong and terrifying, just enough to restrain Fengluan Zhenjun's wind spirit fan.

The two sides went back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, they fought for half an hour, and the clumsy defeat of Fengluan Zhenjun was revealed, and the Xuanjia Demon King became more and more brave and occupied the absolute upper hand. In this battle, Qingyang also saw a lot of unused methods of the Xuanjia Demon King, if it was the last battle between the two, the Xuanjia Demon King used it directly, Qingyang was not sure if he could catch it.

It can be seen that in that battle, the Xuanjia Demon King did not do his best, at first he underestimated Qingyang, and Qingyang seized the opportunity to use the Five Elements Sword Array and was almost killed by Qingyang, and later although the Xuanjia Demon King understood Qingyang's strength, he also knew that it was difficult for him to defeat Qingyang in a short time, since the plan had failed, there was no need to entangle, so he retreated decisively.

And this time, with the Xiaotian Demon King and the Zhuyi Demon King in charge, the Xuanjia Demon King no longer has any worries, plus he knows more about the methods of Fengluan Zhenjun, so this battle has no reservations, and it can be said that it is handy. And Fengluan Zhenjun was unwilling to admit defeat because it was related to the qualifications of the Ten Thousand Souls Association, but it was a pity that her skills were not as good as others, and she insisted on a stick of incense for a while, and was hit on the back by a shield of the Xuanjia Demon King, Fengluan Zhenjun opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, stumbled a few times, and almost fell to the ground.