The Holy Land of the Thunder Roar Clan burst into a monstrous fire on this day, and all of them were burned within a radius of thousands of miles. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the Barren Valley, after Huo Qingtian left, the demon queen threw out a heavy reward, and for a while, countless demon cultivators were all red-eyed, but their strength was low, and it was not enough for the remaining four people on the stage to compete for the level.

The strong men who had won 100 games in a row before were all silent, and their hearts were also hot, after all, the rewards were too amazing, but, as strong men, they knew better than anyone else that this battle was not something they could participate in.

After waiting for a long time, no one came to the stage to challenge, the demon queen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, swept over the ten thousand demons, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she sent a look to the demon and the others. The four kings understood, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "The challenge time has passed, since there is no one to challenge, then the final decisive battle, now, begins!"

As the last voice of the demon fell, the final battle was about to begin. Now, among the entire demon clan, the only demon clan powerhouses who are still in the ring are the tiger ben of the beast king clan, the spirit moon of the spirit eating clan, and the mysterious young man of the black demon holy tiger clan who still doesn't know the origin.

The two ill-intentioned guys have been resolved, and now the rest of the ring, in addition to the Lingyue who gave Ye Lin a headache, there is also the tiger Ben who helped him before, in Ye Lin's estimate, the strength of these two people is roughly not far from him, but if he uses the power of spiritual cultivation to cooperate with Zhanyue's power to attack in close quarters, it should not be a problem to take down these two people, and now what makes Ye Lin most afraid is that the black-robed young man who has been silent from beginning to end, but his whole body exudes an unbeatable and proud aura of the world.

Since his spiritual cultivation has entered the secondary nirvana realm and his Taoist cultivation has broken through the secondary nirvana realm, his spiritual and divine consciousness have undergone tremendous changes, not only the scope of enveloping has greatly increased, but even his insight has also increased greatly, but even so, the young man in front of him still makes him unreal.

From this, it shows the mystery of the origin of this young man.

At this time, the four people in the ring did not move lightly, Ye Lin was cautious, and Lingyue was because she had suffered a big loss from Ye Lin before, and lost face in front of tens of thousands of demon cultivators.

As for Hu Ben not moving, it was because he had already made his intentions clear, and Ye Lin had also promised to fight with him, and now there were other strong people present, if there was a picture of someone sneaking up on him when the battle came, it would not be the picture he wanted to see.

The black-robed young man still maintained a proud posture, slightly sideways his eyes, and when his eyes swept over Tiger Ben and Lingyue, his face showed a disdainful expression, but when his gaze swept over Ye Lin, he froze slightly, frowned, and then snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "I, give you a chance! You guys, let's go together! I, only sixty percent of my strength!"

The cold and arrogant voice sounded, full of an aura of dominating the world, and the meaning of his words was even more appalling, he actually wanted to fight the three demons alone with his own strength. Is this crazy? Only a madman would say such arrogant words.

Sure enough, the moment these words were spoken, all the demons in the banquet were instantly shocked, including the royal family, all looked sideways at the young man, and they were all guessing the origin of the young man.

Hu Ben frowned, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, this guy is really crazy.

Ling Yue's big eyes gurgled around, looking at the black-robed youth, and then at Ye Lin, a hint of cunning flashed in her watery eyes.

For this young man's words, Ye Lin didn't feel the slightest arrogance at all, in the eyes of outsiders, this guy's words were too crazy, but only he knew that this young man was definitely not simple.

"Senior, the Black Demon Holy Tiger Clan is really full of talents, and it is difficult to compare with the race in the ages! I just don't know that this handsome man is a nobleman?" At this time, some of the former royal clans who had a good relationship with the Black Demon Holy Tiger Clan on weekdays stepped forward and asked Zhao Qingtian while complimenting him.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingtian laughed, although he also knew the true purpose of these people, but he still felt very useful for their compliments.

"You can't say that!" Zhao Qingtian stroked his beard and laughed, and then his eyes revealed a look of awe, and he smiled slowly: "Actually, that young man is not a member of my Black Demon Holy Tiger Clan!"

Zhao Qingtian stroked his beard and smiled slowly, although his voice was not loud, but which of the demon cultivators in the banquet was a simple person, how powerful his divine sense was, and Zhao Qingtian did not deliberately hide his words, so those powerhouses who had been paying attention to the Black Demon Holy Tiger Clan listened to his words meticulously.

Suddenly, all the demons were stunned.

"What's the matter? That young man isn't from the Dark Demon Saint Tiger Clan?"

"It's not from the Black Demon Holy Tiger Clan, so how can you follow the team of the Black Demon Holy Tiger Clan?"

For a while, countless questions filled everyone's hearts. And in the ring, the situation changed again, Lingyue's eyes turned, and she said in a coquettish voice: "Where did you come from, rampant boy, hurry up and play with this girl, otherwise my Ye Lin will not let you go!"

Lingyue's voice was very loud and delicate, and it instantly spread throughout the entire ring and venue. Ye Lin frowned, looked at this girl who was too strong to speak, and wondered in his heart, why did this guy get entangled with himself?

And at this moment, the girl's words seemed to have taken effect, and the corners of the black-robed young man's mouth hooked up a trace of weirdness and arc, although he was extremely disdainful of Lingyue's strength, but Lingyue's appearance was still extremely delicate and lovely.

"What kind of clan are you? You, very good, after this time, just be my maid!" The young man looked interested, with a hint of cynical evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looking at Ling Yue were also full of frivolity.

Seeing this, the smile on Ling Yue's face froze, he originally wanted to anger the black-robed young man in the name of Ye Lin, and let the other party teach Ye Lin a hard lesson, even if he couldn't beat him, he could at least consume some of his physical strength, but he didn't expect that this guy was so frivolous, not only did he not get angry, but he teased himself, maid, your uncle's, be your uncle's maid, phew, no, it should be your head's maid.

Ling Yue scolded angrily in her heart, and at the same time snorted, and suddenly flew towards the black-robed youth, the white light on the pink fist was shining, extremely bright, bringing up bursts of terrifying wind, and the surrounding airflow had a tendency to be crushed by this punch. The little girl's punch was blasted out in a state of rage, and its power was naturally incomparable.

However, in the face of Lingyue's terrifying blow, the black-robed young man was unmoved, and casually pushed out a palm, and a palm print composed of black light suddenly flew out, as black as ink, and bursts of indescribable black glow flashed at the edges, exuding an indescribable terrifying aura.

The black palm print and Ling Yue's powder fist quickly touched together, at this moment, Ye Lin's eyes suddenly froze, the expected loud collision sound did not appear, and there was no terrifying power fluctuation, Ling Yue's terrifying fist that was enough to shatter the bones of a demon king realm triple powerhouse in Ye Lin's opinion was difficult to enter the slightest inch after touching the small black palm print of the black-robed youth, and there was no trace of energy leaking out.

Ling Yue's face instantly turned pale, and that palm print actually sucked her fist tightly, unable to move forward, all the power of this punch was absorbed by the weird black palm print, and there was no trace of energy exposed, let alone causing damage. What's more, Lingyue was shocked to find that her hand couldn't be taken back.

While shouting in her heart, Lingyue struggled backwards with all her strength, trying to break free, however, her efforts were all in vain.

Seeing this, the corners of the black-robed young man's mouth changed to a mocking color, and what was revealed in his eyes was a kind of disregard and ridicule for the weak. Suddenly, the black-robed young man snapped his fingers elegantly, and the black palm that was stalemate with Lingyue suddenly became restless, the rhythm of the rules, and at the same time, a terrifying aura escaped out. Ling Yue's eyes widened, and at this moment, a brilliant white light burst through the black palm, as if it had broken through a cocoon and was reborn, and the cracks instantly covered the entire black palm.

"Yue'er retreat!" "Spirit Eater, the moment Lingcang saw this scene, he suddenly stood up and exclaimed urgently, however, as soon as the words were finished, the black palm burst, and a devastating power emanated from it, which instantly swept the entire ring.

Ling Cang's pupils shrank, his heart suddenly shrank, and the old man's palm instantly clenched, and slammed into the armchair beside him, and after a bang, the armchair shattered, and the ring was also shrouded in rolling bright white light.

The power of this explosion was extremely terrifying, and even if it was the peak of the Demon King Realm at such a close distance, it would be seriously injured. However, the black-robed young man stared at the bright light in front of him, his brows furrowed, as if something had made him extremely unhappy.

Suddenly, a brilliant purple crescent moon cut through the diffuse bright light and slashed towards him.

The black-robed young man sneered, restrained his previous displeasure, and pointed at the sword, and with a slight stroke, a sharp black sword light burst out, turning into a sky-high black sword light, and slashed together with the crescent moon!

The impact power of this blow dispelled the strong light in the ring, revealing the scene inside, only to see Ye Lin, who was fluttering in white, wrapped his left hand around Lingyue's delicate body, while holding a blue halberd in the other hand, the strong light dissipated, and the two just landed.

Ling Cang breathed a sigh of relief, his brows furrowed, but in the next second, a wave of incomprehension and doubt rose again in his eyes. Who is this black-robed young man?