When the black qi on Song Youcheng's body gathered to a certain extent, the whole person rushed towards Song Xiong like a tiger.

Song Xiong is not a good person, his body is already filled with fiery red gas, and he uses his fists to meet Song Youcheng's attack.

The two of you make one move and I make one move, and there are already hundreds of confrontations in just a moment.

"Hmph, if it weren't for my strength plummeting, my backhand would have wiped you out. Song Youcheng and Song Xiong have been separated, Song Youcheng looked at Song Xiong and said.

"Don't be ashamed. In the face of Song Youcheng's provocation, Song Xiong only said four words.

Song Youcheng looked at Song Xiong coldly, and then suddenly flicked his sleeves, and several pitch-black nails flew towards Song Xiong like arrows from the string.

Song Xiong was stunned by Song Youcheng's hand, his pupils constricted, but his hand was also very sharp, and he sacrificed a piece of fiery red square cloth in front of him.

The black spike was stopped by the fiery red square cloth. The red square cloth released waves of heat, and the room was glowing red, as if the sun was shining. The black nails, on the other hand, emit an eerie glow, which is in contrast to the red light.

"It turned out to be a magic nail, you are a member of the second demon team. Song Xiong looked at the black nails and said.

Hearing Song Xiong's words, a trace of surprise flashed in Song Youcheng's eyes, and he said, "You actually know that the Demon Nail is the representative of my second demon team, it seems that you and we also had some intersection in that big battle at the beginning." ”

"Haha, that's, who doesn't know that the second demon team was killed by our Anti-Demon Alliance and didn't leave any piece of armor. Song Xiong laughed rampantly.

Song Xiong's words seemed to hit Song Youcheng's vital point, Song Youcheng's face turned iron-blue, and his hands were clenched tightly together, making a clicking sound.

The Demon Race has a total of eight brigades, led by the eight demon generals of the Demon Race, and is the most important army of the Demon Race. And the second demon team of the demon race, in the last battle, was killed by a wizard of Haoran Academy at that time, and the only one who escaped was the demon general of the second demon team.

Song Xiong heard from the conversation between the two that it was the second demon general who took away Song Youcheng.

The fiery red square cloth blocked the attack of the magic nail, but then Song Youcheng launched another wave of attacks.

I saw a huge golem behind Song Youcheng, the golem was holding a huge black sword in his hand, and his whole body was exuding black qi, this was a demon condensation-level exercise.

Song Xiong's brows furrowed deeply, he was also a person who participated in the last demon invasion, and he knew a lot about some of the demon clan's exercises, otherwise he wouldn't have sacrificed the red square cloth immediately after seeing the demon nail just now.

Song Xiong, as the second elder of Yifeng, naturally also has condensation-level exercises, but due to the gap between the exercises, Song Xiong is not very sure that he can win Song Youcheng.

I saw that there was an extra fiery red pill in his hand at some point, and put it in his mouth, and in an instant, Song Xiong felt that his body was full of spiritual power, and it was particularly pure.

Behind him, a tiger gradually formed, and the tiger still had flames burning on its body, and its long fangs were very terrifying.

"Roaring ......"

The tiger roared at the sky, and then attacked Song Youcheng. The golem behind Song Youcheng had already taken shape, blocking the tiger's way.

This is the struggle between the paths, which seems simple, but it is difficult. Generally, the Enlightenment Realm can only use one condensation-level exercise, but the Transformation Dao Realm has to use condensation-level exercises to fight.

When a person advances to the Dao, he will also find a condensation-level exercise for himself as his natal exercise, just like the tiger behind Song Xiong and the golem behind Song Youcheng.

They all belong to the natal exercises of the two of them, and they are going to condense their own exercises in the later stage. As for the Mortal Realm, it is a new realm.

The Tiger could barely compete with the Golem, but every time it fought the Golem, the Red Tiger was clearly at a disadvantage. This is the suppression of the exercises.

If it weren't for the fact that Song Xiong had just swallowed a pill, he would have lost even worse now.

As time passed, both began to turn pale. This kind of competition is very spiritual power, and this is also a competition of spiritual power.

On the battlefield, the tiger was obviously inferior to the golem, the flames on its body were getting weaker and weaker, and its reflexes became sluggish, and of course, the golem's movements became slower.

The only thing Song Xiong can do now is to fight with Song Youcheng, the more high-level exercises, the more spiritual power it needs, as long as Song Xiong can resist Song Youcheng's ** offensive, then, he will win sooner or later.

Song Youcheng knew that he would lose sooner or later if he continued like this, so he quickened the pace of his attack and also accelerated the speed of his attack.

Song Xiong looked extremely difficult under Song Youcheng's fierce attack, Song Xiong's brows furrowed tightly, he took out a dark red pill from his arms, hesitated, and swallowed it in one gulp. Then, the aura on Song Xiong's body began to rise. I have to say that Song Xiong, the second elder of Wanyao Peak, is not in vain, and all kinds of pills emerge in endlessly.

As Song Xiong's aura grew, the flames on its body became more vigorous, faintly overpowering the golem.

Song Youcheng's face became even paler, without a trace of blood, but he was still struggling to support it.

"Old eight, aren't you still helping?" Song Youcheng, who was about to be defeated by Song Xiong, suddenly shouted into the void.

Song Xiong was shocked, he remembered that it should be two people, he hurriedly looked around, but there was not even a ghost, he released his spiritual sense to investigate, but still found nothing. His heart gradually relaxed.

"Hmph, I'm still counting on your companion to save you, I'm afraid he would have run away a long time ago. Song Xiong said sarcastically to Song Youcheng.

Beads of sweat dripped down Song Youcheng's forehead. Song Youcheng felt that he was about to lose his support, and in the face of Song Xiong's ridicule, he didn't say half a word.

Just when Song Xiong thought that everything was a foregone conclusion, when a smile appeared on his face, a black short sword flew towards him silently, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Poof. Song Xiong, who was being carried away by the victory, was pierced through the chest with a short sword, and a strange blood flower bloomed on his chest.

In the battlefield, the fiery red giant tiger dissipated with the wind, and Song Youcheng was able to breathe.

Behind Song Xiong, a black mist man looked at all this coldly, and there was no change on his misty face at all.

"Second brother, you're getting worse and worse. The black mist man said as he walked over to Song Youchengyou, and when he walked to Song Xiong's side, he stopped, squatted down, and pulled out the dagger stuck in Song Xiong's body. Looking at Song Xiong's dead eyes, the black mist man shook his head.

"Hmph, if it weren't for my strength plummeting, it would have been easy to kill him. Faced with the ridicule of the black fog man, Song Youcheng retorted.

"Hehe, anyway, this danger is over, but no one can guarantee that there will be a next time, we must speed up. The black mist man smiled and said.

"I've already done the rest, and now I'm about to kill the Celestial, as long as the Celestial Servant dies, the mission is over. Song Youcheng seemed to be quite emotional.

"Anyway, you just need to do it, then I'll leave this place first, and the demon lord can get me over, and it will take a lot of consumption. After the black mist man finished speaking, he slowly dissipated in the air.

Song Youcheng's room also slowly began to return to its original decoration, as if nothing had happened. In the room, only the corpses of Song Youcheng and Song Xiong remained. Looking at Song Xiong's corpse, Song Youcheng felt disgusted for a while, and after a while with one hand, a black light shot out, and when the black light touched Song Xiong, it corroded it little by little.

After a while, there was no trace of anything on the ground.

Song Youcheng did it in bed and began to recover his spiritual power, the battle just now put him in a weak state, he didn't like this state very much, and he had to participate in the rookie competition tomorrow, although he didn't take the rookie competition seriously, but he didn't want any accidents.

The current Song Youcheng is no longer Song Youcheng, he is a real demon.

Song Youcheng often has some inexplicable emotions, this is what the real Song Youcheng brought him, according to reason, it is impossible for him to take away the real Song Youcheng, because the real Song Youcheng desperately wants to cultivate, and often runs to the endless cliff of Wanyao Peak, and the Demon Dao found him there.

After the temptation of the Demon Dao, Song Youcheng was really deceived, and the Demon Dao taught Song Youcheng a Demon Devouring Decision, and let Song Youcheng devour his corpse, so that he could cultivate.

Song Youcheng refused to agree at first, but he still succumbed under the lure of the Demon Dao, and the Demon Dao also took this opportunity to slowly assimilate Song Youcheng, however, there are also some flaws, that is, he is often influenced by Song Youcheng's thoughts. It gives him a headache.

"When I return to the Demon Clan, I will eliminate you. Song Youcheng looked at the void and said. His face shifted.

......

Early in the morning, Liu got up casually, and he went to bed early yesterday in order to recharge for today's rookie competition.

"Senior sister, it's early. Liu Suixin, who was really outside the bamboo house, saw the painting poem and hurriedly said hello. Drawing the poem just nodded.

Liu Suixin felt embarrassed, he was a senior brother anyway, but he made it like a senior sister who painted poetry.

"Senior sister, you also want to participate in the rookie competition. Liu remembered that the last time he saw that he was ranked third on the rookie list, he wanted to paint poetry because he should go.

"I don't have to go. Drawing poetry shook her head and said.

"Why?" Liu asked blankly, this rookie competition was unusual, as long as it was a disciple of the Dao Sect, he had to go.

Huashi looked at Liu Suixin with a look of disdain and said, "Are you really stupid or fake, I am already in the realm of enlightenment, of course I don't have to go." ”

Liu Suixin's face was full of embarrassment again, "Uh...... Well. "Uh-huh, I don't know what to say.

"Wait a minute, Mingfeng will go too, you just wait here. Seeing Liu's casual appearance, the painting poem said a word and left.

Leaving Liu Suixin alone there, Liu Suixin shook his head and sighed secretly.