"You came here because of labor pressure and cultivation. Why do you look down on me?"
"Uh-huh."
Afterimages floated across the sky, someone grabbed a certain male demon cultivator of the 10th level of True Immortal and cursed loudly: "You see clearly, I am in the late 11th level, and I am only one step away from reaching perfection."
"So what, who doesn't put pressure on cultivation?"
"Buzz buzz buzz."
The demonic power was surging, and the male demon Xiu who was being pinched by the neck ducked and disappeared.
The next moment, a black cloud gathered behind the person who made the move, covering him with lightning speed and saying: "Remember, you don't have any say in this."
"ah."
Screams were heard and blood was sprayed.
Seeing that the situation was turning into a riot, some were out of control. Tu Yue, who had been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and had the highest level of cultivation, had no choice but to wink at Gu Meng.
The latter understood it and immediately stood up to stop him and said: "That's enough, don't add more jokes here."
"Everyone gathers here to verify Suning's talent and strength, not to let you kill each other."
"Whoosh."
The black clouds collapsed, one person retreated, and another was seriously injured and fell to the ground.
Gu Meng was out of sight and out of mind, and waved his hand to be carried back for healing.
In the arena formation above, Suning silently watched the movement below, and unexpectedly suggested: "Otherwise, let's fight and decide quickly."
"You don't have to fight anymore, I'll save some effort."
"My mother-in-law, people who don't know think my Qianlong Island is a vegetable market."
Weirdly, Suning stood with his hands behind his hands and said: "Tenth level of true immortal, a group of twenty people."
"Siege in groups of three or five, or attack together with twenty people, that's no problem."
"Within the rules, you can fight however you want, okay?"
As soon as these words came out, the demon clan forces from all sides immediately became furious and furious.
"Asshole, who are you looking down on?"
"Do we need to join forces to kill you?"
"Hahaha, joke..."
"Everyone, I can't bear it anymore, why don't I go up and take his life?"
"Bang bang bang."
There was thunder underfoot and a strong wind struck.
At the same time, an elderly demon cultivator who was in the early stage of the eleventh level of true immortal appeared in front of Suning.
He is robed in black and has shoulder-length hair.
Before his feet even hit the ground, a dazzling light suddenly emerged from his palms.
"die."
Like a long dragon entrenched, the older demon cultivator is approaching.
He didn't use any spells, and only ran towards Suning with his physical strength.
"Click."
The air flow pulled at it, and the void showed faint signs of fragmentation.
Suning's face didn't change, and his fingers curled up.
"Ding."
The contact between the finger force and the fist force stops the wind and the breath.
The elder demon cultivator suddenly retreated in embarrassment and staggered.
"Uh-huh."
Blood mist filled the space between the two of them, dotted with stars, as if they were real.
Suning said indifferently: "You are not my opponent, next."
"boom."
The elderly demon cultivator fell out of the ring formation, his arms were bloody and bloody.
