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Dim yellow lights, gray-white walls and floors.

The empty room was empty.

In the middle of the night, the space in the room distorted.

A young man dressed in a plain white power suit and carrying a tall sword on his back suddenly appeared here.

Looking at about thirteen or fourteen years old, his black hair is simply tied up, and his facial features are still immature, but the temperament that can be inadvertently revealed by his gestures is difficult for people to associate with the age shown by his appearance.

"The pre-selection scenario of this blood fight is: The Road of Death. ”

"The number of this bloody fight ring is: 39. ”

"The remaining time of this bloody fight: one day. ”

"The number of kills in this bloodfight: 0. ”

"The number of this blood fight is: 9. ”

"Good luck, Blood Fighter: Qi Ming. ”

A series of spiritual power messages flickered and disappeared in front of Qi Ming's eyes, and soon dissipated out of thin air.

"Is the number 9......" Qi Ming muttered, then untied the chopping on his back, drew his sword out of the sheath and clenched it in his hand, exhaled deeply, and a solemn expression resurfaced on his face, "Good start." ”

The number 9 means that among the 100 blood fighters who competed with Qi Ming, Qi Ming ranked ninth in the overall score in the audition.

For Qi Ming, who was absent in the first round of auditions, it is quite good news to get such a high order.

According to the rules of the preliminaries, Qi Ming, who is numbered nine, will be the opponent who is ninth from the bottom, that is, numbered 92...... It is also commonly referred to as a broiler, if you have to describe it in one sentence......

If you can block Qi Ming's sword, Qi Ming will lose!

......

In the same small room, the closed door was filled with the imprint of runic spells.

The same dim light, empty.

In the middle of the night, the space was distorted, and a man with a height suddenly walked out.

The hideous beast pattern on his face and a thick light brown tail behind him exposed his identity as a wolf demon.

A series of spiritual messages quickly rose and fell in front of him, and one of them finally caught the attention of the wolf demon.

"92......" His face was a little ugly.

In the first two rounds of the audition, he was entangled with the enemy and always missed the game, until the third round of the audition, which was able to catch up with this once-in-a-century event of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom...... Due to the injury, the results were not ideal.

If it weren't for the fact that he would break through to the realm of Jiedan a few days ago, and consciously raise his eyebrows, he would never have come to this Ten Thousand Demon Blood Fighting Competition to fight for his future.

For the demon clan in the Ten Thousand Demon Country, being able to survive this preliminary round is a proof of strength, and no matter whether they win or lose, it is the supreme glory.

With this layer of glory, it is not difficult to mix a titled general under the account of any demon king.

After all, not every demon king is like the evil spider queen, only eight demon generals are set up, and for thousands of years, there are only four "splitting the soil".

This bloody battle of ten thousand demons is the advancement of this brown-haired wolf demon.

However, this countdown number, although it had been predicted in advance, more or less frustrated his confidence.

"That's not right...... I'm married to the Demon Pill now...... What am I afraid of?"

The wolf demon muttered two sentences, as if he had regained his confidence, and the ugly look on his face suddenly faded, revealing an excited expression again.

Flipping his hand and raising a nine-ring broadsword, the wolf demon took a deep breath and waited for the door to open and the game officially began.

Minutes and seconds passed.

When this wolf demon consciously adjusted to its peak state, it was the time when his confidence skyrocketed.

On the door that had been closed for a long time, the rune inscriptions that flowed on the surface suddenly faded like a tide, and dissipated in the blink of an eye.

The door opens?

As if realizing something, the wolf demon walked to the door in three or two steps, and tried to reach out and push it.

Sure enough.

When the wolf demon walked out of the room, what caught his eyes was an extremely deep and lengthy dark road, but it looked extremely ordinary and ordinary.

Before he could take a step forward, there was a strange movement behind him.

The wolf demon looked back.

The sealed room he had been in had just vanished into thin air.

In its place, there is a cold wall.

"There's no turning back. ”

The wolf demon muttered, and then turned his head to look back at the deep passage.

"I don't know who lies ahead...... Anyway, a knife is chopping. ”

After hesitating for a moment, the wolf demon finally took a step, carrying the nine-ring broadsword, and cautiously groped his way forward.

I don't know how long I went.

It seems that in this one-way passage, there is only one living being, the wolf demon.

He couldn't hear anything other than the sound of his own breathing and footsteps, and the crisp jingle of the metal rings on the nine-ring broadsword colliding with the blade.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he seems to feel that the light around him has become a little darker, although it does not affect his ability to see, but he feels a little depressed.

"It's too long!" the wolf demon muttered.

However, at this time, every situation in the ring, the audience from the outside world can see it at a glance, and there are many demon kings watching this place, patrolling to monitor the movements of each ring.

Give him another hundred guts, he doesn't dare to complain openly, at most he can only slander two sentences in his heart, that's all.

It's been a long time...... Maybe it won't be long.

Just as the wolf demon gradually lost his patience and began to run wildly in the corridor, the corridor in front of him suddenly rippled.

Light is weirdly distorted and refracted.

A figure suddenly appeared extremely abruptly in the sight of the wolf demon.

The other party was walking with a sword in his hand, with an aimless calm look on his face.

Between the electric light and flint, they looked at each other for a moment.

Both sides showed a slight look of astonishment.

The wolf demon reacted almost instantly, this young man who appeared in front of him inexplicably was the first opponent he met in this ten thousand demon blood fight.

Numbering...... Ninth?

The wolf demon's heart was suddenly awe-inspiring, and the nine-ring broadsword he was holding almost subconsciously raised his hand and slashed out.

The earthy yellow Demon Yuan Zhengang jumped out of his sword in an instant, and rushed straight towards his opponent with no match.

"A milky hairy boy! Become the ghost of my knife...... It's your pleasure!"

Extremely hearty and wanton laughter sounded from his mouth, and he seemed to have seen the bloody scene in front of him, which was motionless and seemed to be frightened silly, and was cut in half from head to toe by his nine-ring broadsword.

Tyranny, killing.

All kinds of negative emotions magnified in his heart in an instant, and instantly occupied all the mind of the wolf demon.

At this moment, in his eyes, there is only killing the enemy.

Seeing that the big knife is coming, it is at the last moment.

A helpless sigh suddenly sounded from the mouth of the young man with the sword.

"Forget it......"

What is he saying?

The wolf demon was stunned for a moment, and the knife did not stop.

Xiaobai and Green looked at each other...... I'd better be gentle. ”

After speaking.

A snow-white and shiny, brilliant silver thread suddenly rose from this dark and deep corridor, like an aurora in the dark night, brilliant and incomparable.

The earthy yellow sword was touched by this silver thread, and it fell apart in an instant.

The next moment, the white light that filled the sky flooded the entire body of the wolf demon in an instant. (To be continued.) )