Compared with the Immortal Dao Conference of the Human Race, the Demon Clan's speed of this big competition is faster, and in just two days, several rounds of big competitions have been carried out. Most of the demon clan monks were at the bottom except for the ten major tribes, and such an opportunity was too rare, so they all used all their strength.

Therefore, this big competition, compared to the Immortal Dao Conference of the Terran race, is also more fierce and cruel. After a few rounds of big competition, countless demon clan monks were injured and died. However, those monks of the demon clan seemed to have become accustomed to these, not only did they not have the slightest fear, but on the contrary, they stimulated their blood.

The final competition is about to begin, and the top ten tribes are the top ten tribes after all, and most of the people who can enter the top twenty are the monks of these ten tribes. The advantages of these ten tribes in terms of talent and resources are too obvious, if it weren't for the beginning of Dabi, it has already been stipulated that magic weapons are not allowed, but I am afraid that none of the monks of those ordinary tribes will be able to enter the top twenty.

Observing the exercises of the demon clan is enough for Yi Yunfei now. His eyes flickered slightly, and just when the eyes of all the demon clans were focused on the ring, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The monks of the priest clan who had been keeping an eye on him had also gotten used to it in the past two days, and they saw that Yi Yunfei was just observing Dabi and did not have any abnormal behavior, so they relaxed their vigilance. Even many people in the priest clan didn't have that kind of closeness to the demon clan, and under the influence of the warm atmosphere around them, they couldn't help but focus their attention on the ring.

The mountain behind the demon court is not too high, as if there are no decent mountains in the entire Youzhou. However, although Yi Yunfei is tall, in front of this mountain, he is as small as an ant. His figure flickered incessantly, quickly approaching the ten statues at the top of the mountain.

The statue is a dead thing, and although there are many inscriptions on the statue, it is only to prevent the statue from aging. However, Yi Yunfei clearly felt a very grand aura from these statues, even with his current cultivation, he felt a little pressure.

"Could it be that the power of faith can really give life to some dead things?" Yi Yunfei walked to the bottom of the statues, looked up at the statues that were hundreds of zhang high, and had some doubts in his heart.

"Smashed? or pushed?" Yi Yunfei muttered to himself, he instinctively felt that these statues were not simple, but he also knew that there was not much time for him to study at the moment, so he could only break them quickly.

"The Sect Master can bring them to the trial space, these statues will be of great help to you in breaking the curse on your body!" the Black-Faced King's voice suddenly appeared, offering his suggestion.

Yi Yunfei's eyes lit up, since he couldn't study here, wouldn't he have a lot of time to explore the secrets of these statues after taking them away? In fact, he also had this idea at the beginning, but the space of the space ring was not large, and it could not accommodate these statues.

And the matter of the things that the trial space can bring in from the outside world, he actually knew about it for a long time. It's just that on the one hand, there are living beings in the trial space, and on the other hand, the trial space is his biggest reliance and secret, once exposed, he will appear too passive, so he has subconsciously not used this function.

At this moment, when I heard the reminder of the black-faced king, where would I have the slightest hesitation? Since I want to make trouble, I have to make a big one!

His hand lightly touched the nearest huge statue in front of him, and his mind moved, and his body suddenly disappeared

The next moment, when he appeared in the trial space, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the huge statue of the ancestor of the Ying Zhao Department was really brought by him to the trial space.

Without the slightest delay, his figure kept flashing, and he quickly shuttled among the statues on the top of the mountain. Every time he disappears, a statue disappears into thin air. In just a dozen breaths, all the statues at the top of the mountain have disappeared.

After making such a big move, where would Yi Yunfei stay, the [Earth Leyline Decision] was running, and his figure instantly became illusory. In the next moment, he had already appeared more than a hundred thousand miles away in the southern part of the Demon Court.

"How could this be, where has he gone?" The trial space was isolated from the heavens, and when Yi Yunfei was carrying those statues like a hard-working little bee on the top of the mountain, the people of the priest clan who were watching over him had already gathered together anxiously. They looked at each other anxiously, and Yi Yunfei's aura appeared and disappeared at times, making it completely impossible for them to determine his specific location.

"I have to inform the high priest quickly, I'm afraid that something big will happen!" Several people knew that with the strength of just a few of them, they could no longer find Yi Yunfei, and their eyes turned to the courtyard where Ba Sihong was.

And at this moment, the corner of several people's eyes almost simultaneously found the problem, and their faces changed drastically, turning their heads in unison to look at the already empty mountaintop. The statues of the ten demon gods that stood there as if they would not be shaken in the slightest for hundreds of millions of years have disappeared!

"Quick, while no one has found out yet, quickly inform the High Priest!"

"This time, my priest clan is only afraid that it will be difficult to escape! The Demon Emperor has been looking for a reason, this time there is such a big thing, I am afraid that I will do something to my priest clan!"

Today, the sun is good, Ba Sihong is lying comfortably on the recliner, smiling, enjoying the last days of his life. Using the [Sacrificial Soul Curse], he was very sure in his heart, this was the most terrifying secret technique of his priest clan, and it cost a lot, but he had never missed it since ancient times.

Several young people around him whispered to him about the situation of the Demon Clan, and he listened quietly, smiling on his face, squinting his eyes slightly, and tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair.

The sound of breaking the air sounded at this time, and the few priest clansmen who were in charge of monitoring Yi Yunfei didn't care about any etiquette at this moment, so they broke out directly and rushed in front of Ba Sihong.

Several young people around Ba Sihong vigilantly took a few steps to block in front of him, and only after seeing the person who came clearly did they relax. They shouted a little unhappily, "Why are there no rules at all? The high priest is resting, who let you come!"

"High priest, great calamity, great tribulation of my priest clan!"

"Something is wrong, the high priest please save my priest family!"

"The person that the high priest asked us to monitor doesn't know what strange means were used to make all the statues of the ten demon gods disappear!"

Several people breathed heavily, their faces were pale, and some of them were incoherent, and they laboriously organized their language several times, and finally made a general statement. Ba Sihong's old body trembled suddenly, and he waved his hand hard to block the few people who were about to support him, and stood up suddenly, looking at the mountain behind the demon court with cloudy eyes.

The empty mountain top has lost the slightest brilliance, and the ten demon god statues that have been worshiped by all the demon clans for tens of thousands of years have really disappeared. The empty mountain stood behind the Demon Emperor Palace, letting out a silent mockery.

"Shame, shame!" Ba Sihong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaky. He looked at the few people who knelt in front of him tremblingly with angry eyes, and waved his hand to block the few people who reached out to support him again, and his fingers trembled violently.

"High Priestess, that Terran is too weird. From time to time, he shielded the heavens, and his whereabouts were unpredictable, and we were exhausted from following them all the way for the past two days. I didn't expect such a big event to happen with a slight negligence. It's not a pity for me to die, but if His Majesty the Demon Emperor handles this matter, I'm afraid that our priest clan will be wiped out!" Several people wept bitterly, and their foreheads slammed on the ground.

Ba Sihong finally calmed down, his mouth let out a strange greeting, his fingers swiped, and the thick breath swooped around his body. Just a moment later, Ba Sihong spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his body shook violently, if it weren't for the few people behind him who quickly reached out to support him again, I was afraid that this time he would really fall to the ground.

"This person has already traveled more than 100,000 miles to the south, and with the combat strength of my priest clan, I can't help him! Originally, he was hit by the [Sacrificial Soul Curse], and his lifespan was short, but since he took away the statues of the ten demon gods, he would never be allowed to go out of Youzhou!" Ba Sihong's tone was weak, but his eyes were full of light.

"Let's go, let's go see Your Majesty, this matter has to be resolved by Your Majesty!" Ba Sihong waved his hand and motioned for a few people to carry him to the Demon Emperor Palace.

Several people didn't move, they looked at Ba Sihong with tears on their faces, and shouted hysterically: "High Priest, don't you care about the life and death of my priest clan? Now that such a big thing has happened, how can Your Majesty still tolerate my priest family?"

"The mission of my priest clan is to protect the demon clan. If you make a mistake, you should pay the price, what about death?" Ba Sihong was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

"Mission, why, what did the demon clan give us priests?"

"In the past 10,000 years, the priest clan has struggled to live and die in the Great Snow Mountain, and they have persevered, but there is a demon clan to help us say a word?"

"What is the rationale for our entire priestly family to suffer like this for the sake of a so-called mission?"

"We are doing our best to protect the demon clan, but what is the Demon Emperor doing? he is always thinking about exterminating our clan, why do we still have to guard this mission?"

At this time, Ba Sihong was still sticking to his beliefs, and the resentment accumulated by these people who followed him for many years finally broke out. They almost roared and said the truest thoughts in their hearts, and their eyes looked directly at Ba Sihong, without backing down.

"Without a mission, what is the point of the existence of our priest clan?" Ba Sihong was stunned, his eyes were full of confusion, and he asked weakly.

"Does existence have to be meaningful? Isn't it a kind of meaning to live well, enjoy life, enjoy the joy of family, and cultivate magic to conquer the world?" several people shouted in an unbelievable tone as if they had just met Ba Sihong. (https:)

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