The demon entered the temple. "Yu'er, how are things going?"

"Young master, I have already inquired that the medicine ancestor is still locked up in the torture hall, and I heard that he is refining medicine for the clan master."

"How can you see it"?

"Young master, the guard we paid off, the old man, can meet." Yu'er didn't dare to say how many insect crystals were spent, anyway, the young master's ten-year Yulu was gone.

"It's good, go and schedule the time, the sooner the better." The demon commanded eagerly, and walked quickly to the bed.

Chengying's eyes were closed, and his face was pale. The demon was stunned, and saw a tear in the corner of Chengying's eye.

After a moment's hesitation, the demon sat down on the bed and reached out to pick away the tears.

"Hmm"! Xiao Yue snorted lightly, it's good that you are a pervert, and you actually took the opportunity to get stuck.

"How did you get in, get out". Ru'er suddenly found that Satsuki had entered the main hall.

The demon twisted his sore tears and slowly turned his head. "Ru'er, here, there is no distinction between the Demon Worm Clan and the Spirit Clan, you must live in harmony."

"Yes, young master". Although Ru'er has a hundred reluctances in her heart, there is no way, the young master said so, it must be done.

Xiao Yue glanced at Ru'er, do you think that when the young master comes back, he will still let you bully me? Looking at the young master's eyes, you can know that he is very conscious.

Ru'er glared back, and scolded in her heart: "Gone shit luck."

The demon ignored them and sat quietly beside Chengying. I had never gazed at Chengying's face so closely, and this face had long been deeply engraved in the depths of the realm.

"Young master, you should go to the challenge." A streaky voice rang in my ears.

The demon slowly turned his head. "When's it".

"Tatsuki".

Oh! The demon realized that he had lost his mind for a day.

Ru'er walked over, holding the "challenge book" in her hand. "Young Lord, this is the challenge of the day."

By the way, the demon had forgotten about it. "The Clan"?

"Son of the Demon Clan". Ru'er handed over the war book.

The demon chuckled in his heart and asked in a low voice, "What is the combat power?"

Ru'er grinned, this battle book was carefully selected by it, if you use the war book that the young master took casually, this first battle will definitely be lost. Ru'er doesn't want the demon clan to lose, this is her biggest dependence in the future. "The young master is assured that there are ten layers of certainty."

"So low"? The demon was a little disappointed, Ru'er said that he had ten layers of certainty, and this challenge was meaningless.

Can you opt out.

"What, young master, the war book has been issued, and the clans of the same level in the whole city may go to watch the battle, and they can't quit." Ru'er was anxious, and her voice was several decimals sharper. It shook my ears and screamed.

"Okay, I'll go". The demon was a little disappointed, and he preferred to choose a medium strength, which saved a lot of effort.

"Young master, the chariot is ready, and the Demon Clan is waiting for you in the Hall of Heroes."

The demon came out of the main hall, and sure enough, Ru'er had already prepared the demon beast.

"Young master, this is the mount given to you by the clan lord." Ru'er whispered.

"The ugly girl follows, and the other attendants will do their jobs!" The demon shouted to Satsuki, and drove the demon chariot towards the Hall of Heroes.

Xiaoyue stopped the chariot, and there was a witch standing in front of the Hall of Heroes, with green clothes, green armor, and green hair, holding a cyan glittering blood demon wheel nail.

"Female". The demon was deflated, and the last thing he wanted to do was to compete with a woman and see that there was no one in the four domains. "Satsuki withdraws".

"Why?" Satsuki looked at him puzzled.

"What's the comparison with a woman, I admit defeat".

"No, young master, it can't be like this." Satsuki tugged at the reins and didn't move.

The blue-armored demon looked at the chariot in the distance, and his heart panicked. The demon turned out to be the first clan given by the clan master, and her combat power must be different, and she has no choice, the challenge between the clans is necessary, and there will be no traces of war without challenges.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw the demon's chariot turn. What's going on?

The demon looked back at the demon, patted his chest, and sighed, fortunately, he didn't chase after him.

"Demon"! Mojia appeared in the airspace and blocked the chariot.

"Mojia, why are you here, I just ......." The demon also wanted to explain that Mojia had already gotten into the car.

"I heard that you took on the challenge, and I'm here to cheer you on." Mojia's affectionate eyes stared at the demon's embarrassed face.

"Oh, yes, suddenly my stomach hurts, I want to go back". The demon knew that it was not good, and hurriedly found a reason.

"How can this work, if you don't fight, it's the greatest shame for the clan." Mojia raised her sword eyebrows and blinked her eyelashes in disbelief.

"...... this?" The demon demon suddenly saw that the demon clan had escaped, and his face was flushed, and his eyes were full of anger.

Whoosh! The demon escaped from the chariot and stood in the way of the demon. "Where are the Demon Clansmen going?"

The demon was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "I still want to ask you, you ask me in turn."

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, this is not the Mojia clan who came to watch the battle, I came out to greet it." The demons and demons all admired their mouths, and they could find such a good reason when it was critical.

Mojia almost laughed angrily as she sat in the chariot. Good for you, use me as a shield.

Mo Wei did see a witch enter the chariot, whether it was the Demon Jia clan, she didn't know, turned around and returned to the Hall of Heroes.

The demon had no choice but to follow him.

A pharaoh appeared in the temple and looked at the two clans with a crystal shaft. "Demon and demon clansmen, the Pharaoh's Palace agrees to the challenge submitted by the two clans, the winning side gets a little battle trace, the losing side loses a little battle trace, and there is no result in a draw within a year, no increase or subtraction of war traces, it can be understood."

The demon had heard Ru'er talk about the battle deeds, and his battle deeds were one hundred, which was equivalent to the clan lord personally sending him.

"Thank you, Pharaoh". The demon and the demon were both thanked.

"Okay, let's go". Pharaoh disappeared into the airspace.

The demon condensed his battle shield and blocked it in front of him. He holds a bow in his right hand and does not have a skull arrow.

The demon wolf hid behind the bone shield, staring at the demon's skeletal bow with phoenix eyes. After receiving the battle letter from the demon, the demon was nervous for a long time, and hurriedly took out a lot of money to buy a lot of demonic information.

Insect Soldiers: "Sky Splitting Bow", three Sky Splitting Arrows: Burning Skull Arrow, Ember Fire Skull Arrow, and Burning Skull Arrow. Secret Skill: Aerial Magic Claw, Unique Stunt: Qiankun Light Vine. There are also a few images of demons attacking.

Especially when he saw the battle traces of the demon demon defeating the demon Xuan Lao, the demon was dumbfounded, this battle will be lost.

The demon stretched his neck and watched for a long time, and when he saw that the demon was slow to make a move, he felt strange in his heart. Drawing the skull arrow, he thought about it and put it back. A wisp of cold and murderous aura rose from his mind.

The demon was staring nervously at the demon. Suddenly feeling wrong, the telekinesis was condensed in the center of his eyebrows, and the Shining Blood Demon Wheel Nail shook out several rounds of light.

The demon straightened his eyes, he just moved his mind, the demon was using his mental power to divide the insect soldiers. The demon hurriedly stared at the skeletal bow in his hand, the bowstring trembling slightly, but the shadow of the bow was not visible.

Look at the demons, the demons' brains are sweating urgently. The Demon Wing had already condensed the Glowing Blood Demon Wheel Void Light, and there was no Skeleton Bow Phantom on his side. It's not that the demonic mind power is insufficient, it's because he doesn't really cultivate the mind power yet.

After dozens of breaths, the demon shook his head in embarrassment. Bow your hand to the Devil. "Demon clan, this demon is willing to lose, you won this game."

Hearing the demon admit defeat, the demon couldn't believe his ears. She only condensed the soldiers, and she hadn't fought yet, so how could she win.

The demon took the "Sky Splitting Bow" and turned around and walked out of the hall.

Pharaoh appeared in the air, looking at the demon's back. The other clans fought to the death for a little battle, and he said yes and took the initiative to admit defeat.

"The Devil's Clan wins".

A huge light screen appeared in the sky above the Hall of Heroes, and the demonic battle traces became ninety-nine, and the demonic battle traces became two points.

Mojia sat in the chariot and ate the insect fruit, and Satsuki stood aside with her head bowed.

"This is what you prepared for the demon clan, haven't you chosen? big and small, sweet and sour, don't you have long eyes?"

Mojia reprimanded, but Satsuki didn't dare to squeak. She is used to it, and she is bullied by Moyu and Moru in the hall, and Mojia is no different from them. It's sour and slippery, and it's not pleasing to the eye to see what she does.

The demon entered the chariot, and Mojia hurriedly put down the worm fruit. "Won so quickly"?

"What wins, loses". The demon looked at Satsuki's appearance and frowned.

"If you lose, you lose! There is still a chance." Mo Jia hugged the demon's arm, and a large jade peak was deflated in half.

"Go".

Satsuki walked to the car and pulled the reins.

Mojia picked up the fruit and gently sent it to the demon's mouth. "How did you lose"?

"She can condense the mind, but I can't, so I lost." The way of shame of the devil.

"It's that simple"? Mo Jia was stunned, and her eyes were about to pop out.

"Hmmm"!

"You ......!" Mo Jia was so angry that she couldn't say anything, she turned around and turned her back to the demon, and tears came out of her eyes.

The demon didn't care anymore, and picked up the worm fruit and put it in his mouth.

"Eat, eat, you know how to eat." Do you know how difficult it is to have a little battle trace? If a hundred battle traces are gone, you are no longer a clan." Mojia waited for a long time, but she didn't see the demon coaxing her. turned around and snatched the insect fruit from the demon's hand and smashed it heavily on Xiao Yue's body.

"Ouch"! Xiao Yue was startled, looking at the insect fruit that fell outside the car, her little face was slightly red with anger, it must be the fault of the magic family.

The demon looked at Mo Jia and knew that it was anxious for him, but the insect fruit hit Xiao Yue, and he was a little unhappy for a while.

"What are you doing? This is my business, what are you anxious about"?

"What's wrong with me, it's not for you." Mojia glared and quarreled with the demon.

Two worms, you say a word, I say a word. The noise is so red that the neck is thick.

"Go, go, go, don't bother me". The demon pulled Mojia along.

"Oh yes, you still did it, I was kind enough to come to see you, you admit defeat yourself, your heart is not good, it's all on me, right?"

"Stop, let her down".

Satsuki stopped his chariot. Mojia got out of the car in a huff. "The devil has the ability, don't look for me."

The chariot disappeared into the crowd amid the cries and insults of Mojia.

When they arrived at the dormitory, the demon got out of the car with a gloomy face. Ru'er and Yu'er greeted her, and Xiaoyue shook her head. The second witch immediately saw the clue and didn't dare to ask.

The demon entered the main hall. "Yu'er, how are things going?"

"Shaoyu, we can meet tonight." Yu'er replied in a low voice, for fear that the demon would be angry.