Ten Thousand Demon Building, seventeen floors, in the Tianzi room.

"I said, do you three have to squeeze in a room with me? Can't you learn to open a room alone like Ye Yiyi! It's not us who spends money!"

Lin Yi sat on the chair and looked at the red comet trio in the room angrily.

"It's nothing, we're usually in the same room!"

Chi Comet lay on his side on the bed, said with an indifferent face, and yawned a few times by the way, seeing that this posture was ready to sleep.

Apu was sitting opposite Lin Yi, holding a bag of snacks containing spirit seed fragments in his hand, and his jade hand kept reaching in, sending spirit seed fragments of different colors into the delicate and rosy lips.

There was a very happy look on his face, and sure enough, even if he turned into a human form, he still couldn't change the habit of eating snacks.

The way of trade in the Mirage is the older form of bartering.

Lin Yi found a lot of spirit seed fragments of various elements in those demon stalls that set up stalls.

For demons, the value of this kind of fragments that have not formed a spirit seed is really limited, and it is not enough to eat it, and it is a pity not to eat it.

They still understand the truth of accumulating a lot, but it's a pity that they can't use spirit seed fragments to synthesize artificial spirit seeds like humans.

Ma Bing lay on the table, pouring a slow drink from time to time, her cheeks were crimson, and her eyes were drunk.

Among the three dragons, only Ma Bing Yilong learned his addiction to alcohol, holding a large jar of wine with a rich aroma in her hand.

The ethereal aroma of wine even forms a white belt of wine that is visible to the naked eye.

This is the Lingshi Monkey Wine that Lin Yi spent a lot of money to exchange for nearly a thousand years, and when he found it, there were only two jars left of the monkey that had not been sold, and it happened that he had one jar and one jar of Bing.

Ha~~!

Refreshing! The food in the Ye Blade clan was so rich that he especially wanted to catch a demon to roast and eat, and now it can be regarded as satisfying his hunger.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and it was Ye Jianyi who came in.

"What's wrong?"

"Lord Lin Yi, tomorrow is the final match, I have a request......

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The Mirage City, the Arena of Death.

Different from the Colosseum in the West, the Arena of Death in the Mirage City is built in a style that is more like a bluestone brick training ground used for learning with disciples from ancient sects.

It's about the size of ten football fields.

Lin Yi stood on the side of the arena and looked around, I don't know who went to publicize it, the audience was full, all of them were demons with various characteristics, and the third and fifth sons also came to watch the battle.

"What's the matter, fifth brother? Don't you usually dislike this level of fighting? I also came to my brother's side to watch it for myself."

"Oh! Does that mean you miss your brother? Ah! Say it earlier! Come! A big hug for you!"

The third prince hugged the fifth prince who was sitting opposite, wearing a strange black robe, with black dragon horns appearing and disappearing, gloomy but immature face, and full of disobedience.

"Third brother! Fuck off! It's disgusting!"

The fifth prince looked away with disgust and put aside the peerless and beautiful face of the third prince, while the attendants of the two princes stood quietly at the back of the box, looking up at the ceiling in tacit understanding, completely unaware of what was happening in front of them.

"Remember our last bet?"

"Do you owe me that time?"

"It's good that we didn't decide the winner last time!"

The fifth prince looked at the third son's hanging appearance, and felt as if he was hitting cotton.

"This time, we're betting on the duel between the human and the dead below, if that human wins, I'll give you [that thing], and if you lose, I'll go to your library and pick a random book!"

Hearing this, the things on the third prince's face were also taken back, and he looked at the fifth prince coldly, which made the fifth prince look uncomfortable.

"Tell me, the eldest brother or the eldest sister sent you.

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"What did you say? I don't understand what you're ..... about! 「

The more the fifth prince spoke, the louder he became, and he even turned his head away, which made the fifth prince's people scream wildly in their hearts.

Isn't this already exposing yourself!

"Okay, I'll bet you."

The third prince sat back on his Taishi chair with his hands spread out.

"Are you really betting with me? No more conditions?"

The fifth prince looked at the third prince with an incredulous expression, and the third prince, Chang Geng, who was known as the "beautiful dragon who kept money" among the empires, did not mention more conditions!

To be honest, he was ready to bleed profusely, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so quickly.

"You just believe that the human who has cultivated at a high level is so strong that you can't reach the strength of the Demon Monarch!"

"Just watch quietly, the outcome of this battle is already doomed."

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"Did you just say that the helper invited by Ye Pozi, your body, I will take care of it for you!"

Dead Wu looked at Lin Yi's body with blazing eyes, the body of the dragon clan was really a delicious body, if he could get this body, his strength would definitely go to the next level!

Lin Yi looked at the black blade in front of him, his eyes were sunken, and the blue spiritual fire was burning and swaying in that empty eye socket, symbolizing that the leaf blade clan had become pitch black and withered, and his posture had a feeling of being able to pounce in front of him at any time.

Sure enough, it's very similar to Ye Jianyi.

Having established a connection with Ye Jianyi, he could now clearly feel the anger in Ye Jianyi's heart that was about to explode at any time.

"The battle between the Leaf Blade Clan and the Dead Habitat Clan is about to begin!"

"Red Representative—Dragon Wing!"

"BLU Representative—Dead!"

"Now! Death!"

Oooooooo

！ The demons in the audience let out bursts of cries, and they were extremely fanatical.

As soon as the referee's words fell, Death Wu turned into a heavy ghost shadow and attacked Lin Yi very quickly, and the sluggish Luo Ye also straightened under the cold breath, and a large amount of black cold air came out.

"Your head! I'll take it!"

Before the opening, he sensed that Lin Yi's strength was not at the level of the demon monarch, and the gap in strength between the demons was very huge.

Even if Lin Yi is a dragon clan, looking at the many characteristics, it is estimated that he is a subdragon with impure blood, and this strength wants to fight against him, the king of the dead clan, it is simply humiliating him!

After he occupies the body of the dragon wing, he must enjoy the taste of Ye Pozi's daughter's body.

Boom!

The crisp crash of blades echoed through the vast arena.

Dead Wu's originally confident expression turned into a hellish look at the moment.

"You... You... You! How can it be! You should have been beheaded by me, how can you be with your strength!"

Lin Yi's two fingers firmly pinched the blade of the black network of the dead nothing, and his cold eyes looked at the dead no condescendingly.

"Have you ever felt the coldness of death?"