Yang Tian stayed under this dead wood for dozens of days, and these days, he worked extremely hard, and he had been cultivating the three thousand magic movements.

"Three thousand magic moves!"

Yang Tian shouted, and the black demonic qi overflowed from his body, much stronger than before, and the entire sky was shrouded in demonic qi.

From that demonic qi, it suddenly condensed into nine phantoms, and as the demonic qi dissipated, these nine phantoms all took a step forward and became nine Yang Tian.

Coupled with Yang Tian himself, there were exactly ten people, Yang Tian's heart moved, and the nine figures all raised their right hands at the same time, putting on the same fighting posture.

The Demon Three Thousand is worthy of being the trick of the undead demons in the past, although with Yang Tian's current strength, it is not enough to exert one ten-thousandth of the Demon Three Thousand at all, but he can conjure up the same nine qi points and bodies in an instant, which is enough to have time to confuse the opponent.

Of course, these nine points, the body is very fragile, almost shattered at the touch, and at the same time, it does not have any attack, let alone incarnate a part, and the body joins the battle.

In the final analysis, it is still too difficult to cultivate this demonic movement, and it is already extremely difficult to simply condense the black demonic qi into one's own appearance and connect with one's own mind, let alone add one's own cultivation to it, which is simply more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Even if it is as strong as the existence of the Dark Sun Demon King, it may not dare to say that it can fully cast three thousand magic movements, if it is an incarnation, it is only a hundred people at most, and if it is also capable of attacking, it will be even less.

Legend has it that the undead demons have three thousand magic moves, and they can evolve into three demon shadows with the same strength, and if they want to defeat the undead demons, even if they are ancient saints, they need at least four people to join forces to defeat them.

But the truth is that the undead demon is a 10,000-year-old myth that no one can break.

"Hey, it's still too weak, the magic movement of three thousand is too profound, with the current state, it is impossible to incarnate even if it is only one percent, the body......" Yang Tian suddenly smiled bitterly, dozens of days have passed, although he has been able to incarnate into nine points, body, but if it is actual combat, the effect is not very great.

It is estimated that the only thing that can be used is to confuse the enemy at a critical moment, use points, get hit by the body, and the body escapes.

"Since you can't make a breakthrough in a short period of time, let's reduce the time and use it specifically to confuse the enemy. Yang Tian thought slightly in his heart, with his current state, the time it would take to cast the three thousand magic movements was still too long, and if it was in a real battle, it would definitely be a burden.

Only when cultivating to the moment of the mind can it be counted as a true trick.

Once Yang Tian cultivated, he almost belonged to the kind of person who forgot to sleep and eat, although he didn't need to eat and drink at all now, but he didn't know how to rest and was not tired.

"Let's take a break. A pleasant and familiar voice came from the side, who else but Xi?

"It's okay, I'm cultivating for a while. Yang Tiantou didn't reply.

Xi wanted to say something, but opened her mouth and stopped talking. She could naturally see that in the past ten days, Yang Tian had snubbed herself, and the reason for this was that she was afraid that it was the pressure exerted on him by the demon lord.

But Xi was always understanding, she didn't say anything, but stood aside and watched quietly.

When cultivating, it is important to have someone to guide you, but if you can really turn the tricks into your own, then you can only succeed if you study them bit by bit.

"Your Highness, the arena is open, and the Black Wind Devil will let you go over. The enchanting maid who often sent the Demon Soul Pill suddenly came over and said respectfully to Yang Tian.

"Black Wind Old Demon?" Yang Tianhu snorted, stopped the movement in his hand, and let himself sweat all over.

Although his memory has been forgotten cleanly, he has been here for more than three months, and he is still relatively familiar with some of the existences in the Demon Domain.

In addition to the three people who are often in contact with the Demon Lord, Xi, and the Dark Sun Demon King, in fact, there are many powerful demons in the Demon Domain, but Yang Tian has not seen them for the time being, but even so, it does not mean that he has not heard of it.

It's like this Black Wind Old Demon, who is said to be a patriarch in the Demon Domain, even if the Dark Sun Demon King sees it, he has to nod his head and bow his waist, extremely respectful.

In addition, there is also a Red Sun Old Demon, who can be regarded as a character on the same level as this Black Wind Old Demon.

Except for the demon lord, Yang Tian has not seen any demon monster who is not nervous when he sees these two demons, after all, these two demons have existed for an unknown amount of time, but their cultivation is extremely terrifying, and it can be said that they are a person who must not be offended.

But it's strange to say, in addition to his own cultivation, this black wind old demon likes to watch some demons who rose later fight each other, and in the end, some demons die tragically, and some demons realize the battle perception, so as to further cultivate.

And this place is the arena.

Two months ago, Yang Tian saw with his own eyes that a demon died tragically at the hands of another demon, his head was cut off, and the demon's blood stained the sky!

Now, an existence like the Black Wind Old Demon suddenly wanted to find him, which made Yang Tian a little surprised.

However, with a hint of intuition, Yang Tian had already guessed something, and for some reason, when he thought of the blood-stained picture, instead of a trace of fear, he felt a kind of excitement in his soul!

"Let's go. Yang Tian didn't say a word, he followed behind the maid and hurried towards the direction of the arena, ignoring Xi from beginning to end.

Looking at the back of Yang Tian leaving, Xi suddenly felt a trace of sadness, if this emotion was seen by others, I am afraid that he would have to wonder if he was dreaming.

In terms of cultivation in the entire Demon Domain, Xi may not be the first person, but when it comes to ruthlessness, no one can match it.

After all, demons also have feelings.

......

The arena, located in the deepest part of the Demon Domain, is a land of killing, stained with demonic blood everywhere.

It's not so much an arena as a battlefield.

The corpses of the dead demons in the past are still hanging on them, and no one has cleaned them.

It's not that no one really wants to clean this place, but in the dictionary of demons, there is also a truth until death, that is, the fallen leaves return to the roots, and where they die, where they return.

The Black Wind Old Demon stood at the edge of the arena, there was no one around, his body was wrapped in a cloud of black demonic energy, he couldn't see his true face, and his body exuded a cold aura, which made people have an extremely strong sense of distance.

Even the Dark Sun Demon King, when he saw the Black Wind Old Demon, he had to temporarily restrain his always arrogant look, and just stood quietly aside.

Just below the arena, dozens of figures stood in it, these were the demons that often appeared in the Demon Sect Hall, among them were men and women, each of them looked extremely indifferent, this was an aura that naturally formed after cultivating the Demon Sect. The power of their bloodline is already enough to compare with the Dark Sun Demon King, or the Black Wind Old Demon, the only thing they lack is their own strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that here are all the young hopes of the Heavenly Demon Evil Domain, and every demon has the hope of becoming a great demon!

Their bloodline demonic energy is not comparable to the great demons that automatically evolved from heaven and earth, but if they are placed in this era, they are even more terrifying than the pure bloodline demons.

The reason is that when each demon is born, it will cause changes in the heavens and the earth, so that the human monks will join forces to kill them at the first time, and they will be strangled in the cradle without any resistance at all.

And they are different, even if the bloodline is not as good as people, but with continuous cultivation, it is not impossible to become a great demon.

After all, the demon is not as good as the monk, and the breakthrough of the monk is extremely difficult, but the demon is different, the demon who has cultivated the demon skill, as long as he has the intention of killing, the breakthrough is too simple to be simple......

It's just that the only thing that limits their growth is a very realistic thing - the Demon Soul Pill.

This is an extremely cruel competition, and generally speaking, as long as you have great potential, even if you lose, you will not be killed by your opponent in the arena.

But sometimes there are accidents, and the corpses in this arena are the best proof of this.

At this moment, above the arena, two black-haired teenagers were fighting, the ages of the two were almost the same, they looked like they were both about eighteen or nineteen years old, but the strength they had burst out was already above the Holy Realm.

The two fought in the dark, and their strength was almost the same, and even their moves were almost the same.

The demons below are very indifferent, and it doesn't matter to them who wins or loses in this contest, because every demon has a chance, and every demon only cares about himself.

This is the nature of the devil.

"Navy is about to lose. ”

Just when the two people on the stage were dead, a young man's voice came from below, and it sounded like an understatement, as if there was no emotion or color.

Originally, according to the arrogance of the demons, such words would naturally not be surprised by people, but the facts were different, almost all the demons turned their eyes to this boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old at the same time, this demon, as the same kind, they were no strangers at all......

His name is Mo Luan, and he is the undoubted first person among the young generation of the Demon Evil Domain in this Heaven.

Although he was only sixteen years old, he was already a mid-level Saint Realm strength, and he was recognized by everyone as a small powerhouse.

On the side of the Dark Sun Demon King, Demon Zhong also quietly glanced at Demon Luan, and the Zang Tian Halberd in his hand was held tightly, but it slowly let go, and a trace of battle intent just appeared in his eyes, and he quickly retreated.

"Bang!" a shadow fell from the arena and slammed it to the ground.

"Navy's losing!" The demons below said almost in unison, and some demons subconsciously glanced at Moluan, some jealous and some envious.

The facts proved everything, and Moluan was right.

"Well, Demon Tomb, you still need to cultivate well, the next competition, if you lose again, you will never have a chance......" At this moment, the old demon of the black wind, who had been watching the battle situation but did not say a word, suddenly spoke.

Suddenly, hearing such words, the defeated dark blue face turned green, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, he didn't understand what the old demon of the black wind meant.

This is an era of the jungle, even in the Demon Realm.

After all, the Demon Soul Pill is not endless, it is impossible to distribute it to every demon for no reason, and without the Demon Soul Pill, then it can only stop here, and it will not be able to cultivate.

Generally speaking, the Demon Soul Pill is obtained by the capable, the stronger the demon, the more you get, and the weaker you can only be eliminated in the end.

Whether it is a human or a demon, they are all ambitious, desired, and hopeful, and they all want to be strong enough.

And the meaning of the black wind old demon is naturally very obvious, if it is at the bottom, then it will be disqualified forever!

Of course, as far as their group of demons are concerned, in the true sense, it is not just that they cannot cultivate, once they fail, what awaits them is ......

"Bang!" "Bang!" On the top of the arena, another demon was defeated, spitting blood from his mouth, falling to the ground, suffering unimaginably severe injuries, and almost dying.

At this moment, all the demons looked at the fallen figure, and there was no pity in their eyes, but a feeling of death and innocence.

"Bai Qiong, I lost three times in a row, don't blame me for not giving you a chance......" The voice of the old demon of the black wind came.

"Ahh

In this very depressing situation, a young man's voice suddenly came from outside: "It seems to be very lively here......

Including the Black Wind Old Demon and the Dark Sun Demon King, almost all the demons looked over, but they saw a young man with a calm face walking towards this side, carrying a strange-looking ruler in his hand, and his actions were indescribably strange.

The first book of the Book King novel