Eight fusion-level cultivators in the depths of the Demon World Wasteland gathered together to deal with the matter of refining elixirs by the Yaowen. When Zhong Liangsu brought Yi Tian to this place, he was shocked by one of the two present.

Both the tiger and the tiger of the mountain have met old friends, especially the tiger of the mountain of the mountain has experienced the first chaotic battle with him. After seeing him like this, he flew forward first, and he stabilized his body three feet away in front of him. Then he arched his hands and said, "I have met fellow Taoist Yi."

Hu Yuan followed closely behind. Although he did not participate in the previous fierce battle in Wan Yao City, the news was still very well-informed. Moreover, the two sides cooperated once and knew the strength of the person in front of him, but now he was stunned when he saw him. At this time, Yi Tian did not restrain the fluctuations of his spiritual pressure on his body, but was only very careful not to release his momentum. But in the eyes of Zhushanhu and Hu Yuan, it was already a great thing. It was only in the early stage of fusion before, but now it has been upgraded to one level.

It was only a hundred years since we parted last time, so the two demon lords were naturally shocked.

Fortunately, this time, Zhong Liangsu and others invited him to help the boxing. The second demon really wanted to quickly get over this matter before talking about it.

After Hu Yuanfei arrived, he also reached out and bowed: "Fellow Daoist Yi has been together for a long time, so he will be fine."

"Fellow Daoyuan, we have not seen each other for some years," Yi Tian replied with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Yi is polite. I really admire you more and more. I don't know why you came to this muddy water?" Hu Yuan asked.

With his hand on Zhong Liangsu next to him, Yi Tian replied helplessly: "Actually, I am from the same school as Senior Brother Zhong, both of them are disciples of Taiqing Pavilion, and we are still related in private, so we naturally have no choice."

The speaker accidentally listened to Sheng Zhuangxiong and Yaoweng who were beside him changed their expressions slightly, especially Sheng Zhuangxiong looked at them and sighed: "So you are Mr. Zhong's grandson-in-law. Please forgive me for being rude."

Yi Tian also knew that this was a sign of Sheng Zhuangxiong's indirect surrender. He came to help him solve the situation today, so he didn't need to be too humble. Then he asked: "It's better for us to quickly resolve the conflict here, so that everyone can return to Wan Yao City as soon as possible to avoid delaying the main business."

The voice was silent, but it was calm and powerful. The three alien monks standing a mile away could naturally hear it clearly. Anyway, these words were said to them, and the two of the Manjiao Clan and the Huangquan Clan turned their heads and looked at Yi Tian with a serious look on their faces.

As for the old demon of the abyss, he looked with a strange look. Although he couldn't see the joy and anger on the other person's face, Yi Tian knew in his heart that he was suspicious. He thought that when he was in the demon world, he indirectly took his move. This situation was vividly believed that the memory of the monk in the fusion stage would not be forgotten at will.

However, the contrast between the monks of the Flame Prison Demon Clan's God-Split Stage that turned into the current Taiqing Pavilion monks in the mid-stage fusion period was a bit too big, so that the old demon of the Abyss could not be sure of his vision.

After a few people exchanged greetings, the monk from the Manjiao tribe spoke, "Everyone has discussed it, why don't we start quickly."

Sheng Zhuangxiong introduced: "The one who spoke is Wan Gang of the Manjiao tribe, and the monk standing beside him wearing a yellow Taoist robe and a stinking scent of sulfur is Yan Qiu. As for the black demonic spirit, the old demon of the Abyss, the leader of the Abyss Demon tribe, is the old demon of the Abyss."

Yao Weng said, "This time I was negligent. After refining the alchemy, it caused this disaster in the end. Fortunately, fellow Taoist Zhong and his fellow masters came to help the fist in Wan Yao City. I am very grateful."

Zhong Liangsu hurriedly replied with a gift: "No thanks, no thanks, everyone is on the same boat, why bother to see each other?"

Then he turned around and replied to Wan Gang: "We have arrived, why are you going to draw the trail than you?"

The three of them turned around and discussed it. After Wan Gang shouted, "It would be better for us to play three games in three games to decide the outcome in one move, so that it will not hurt the harmony. The outcome will be witnessed by the two demon race colleagues."

This is also a solution. If the cultivator of the fusion stage really takes action, if he has similar strengths, he will be in a war of attrition to decide the outcome. This competition can save a lot of time based on the opponent's intention.

Everyone present nodded and echoed. Then Wan Gang, who was opposite, said again: "If we win one game, then we will exchange two Huatian Pills for the object for exchange. If we lose one game, then we will exchange one for exchange?"

At this time, it all depends on the meaning of Yaoweng. In fact, his attitude was also very ambiguous. He didn't want to exchange it for more, but he was also moved to see the packaging materials he took out.

However, it was a bit of a loss of price by their methods. Zhong Liangsu hurriedly lowered his head and chatted with Yao Weng. Soon after the discussion was settled, he turned around and sent a message: "Yao Weng means to exchange for at most four pills, otherwise the three of us will not be able to get apart. As for the other party, there are many specialties from the Hell Realm in his hands, it would be best if he could exchange them with other things."

When Yi Tian heard this, he smiled slightly. It seemed that these three old men were unwilling to suffer losses. Moreover, Yao Weng obviously looked at the pot with his arms in his arms. What the other party could take out obviously made him quite moved, so he made such a decision.

After thinking about it, he smiled faintly and replied: "This is no problem. I understand the idea of ​​Yao Weng. Since I received the reward, it will definitely maximize your interests, otherwise it will be considered a reputation as Taiqing Pavilion."

"It's so good, please take care of yourself, junior brother," Zhong Liangsu said happily.

Then Yi Tianfei took a step forward and then said, "It's a waste of time to tie three people in three competitions. It's better to trade faster than we can do it in one go. When you take action, you will lose one game, and you will follow your wishes. If you are lucky enough to lose one game, then what will happen according to our wishes?"

As soon as this statement was made, not only did the three people on the opposite side look surprised, but even the three people standing behind them showed some anxiety. Fortunately, Yi Tian hurriedly lowered his head and sent a message to comfort them, and then his expression was temporarily relieved.

After ten breaths, the other party seemed to have agreed. Wan Gang flew to the front of the formation and spoke: "Since this fellow Taoist boasted about Haikou, we can't be weaker than our might. Let's go first, and win and lose with one move." After saying that, the fluctuations in the body's spiritual pressure increased sharply, and two thick yellow spiritual lights on both hands merged into one place and began to condense magical powers and spells.
Chapter completed!