The Immortal Demon Commander is like a newborn baby, full of questions and curiosity.
"It's okay, I'm just a little thirsty."
Zhan Wuji waved his hand, looking unconcerned.
"So awesome!
From this moment on, the Immortal Demon Commander admired Zhan Wuji from the bottom of his heart. Although Zhan Wuji was weaker than him, he admired his opponent's status and performance from the bottom of his heart.
"Haha, it's just a little effort, ranking third!"
Zhan Wuji said this sentence casually, it was just a rhyme.
Of course he wouldn't say that. It's obviously the best, how could it be the best?
"Your Majesty, please go to sleep first, I will wait for you outside."
However, he didn't say much. After all, tomorrow was the day of the final battle. Naturally, he wouldn't disturb Patriarch Zhan Wuji's rest just out of curiosity.
"Yeah." He responded.
"Yeah." Zhan Wuji nodded and walked towards the palace, while the immortal demon commander retreated from the palace.
In an instant!
A black mist came in, and a pair of slender hands came out of the mist and grabbed Zhan Wuji's ears!
"Ah! Master, what are you doing?"
Although he didn't see this person, Zhan Wuji was sure that this person was the demon named "Charming". The smell of black smoke was too familiar to him.
"You guy, you actually knocked down all those demon clans. Tell me quickly, what is going on? You hid it from me!"
The black mist subsided, revealing a strange god.
"Master, I didn't hide anything."
A helpless smile appeared on Zhan Wuji's face.
Is there something being hidden from her? Isn't it?
"Hmph, you actually said that we would fight one against three. This is really unreasonable. If you don't show off, will you die?"
However, the goblin still held on to Zhan Wuji's ears.
"Master, I told you before that the great emperor should not be my opponent."
Zhan Wuji smiled helplessly, but there was nothing he could do about it. The opponent's power was too strong. Rank 8 Demigod, this was no joke. He could be beaten into a pig's head with just one breath.
The goblin didn't say much, but slowly let go of Zhan Wuji's earlobe. After all, the power displayed by Zhan Wuji was completely beyond her comprehension.
"So, if you meet a 1st-turn demigod tomorrow, can you handle it?"
After finishing speaking, she said a little worriedly.
Tomorrow, if Zhan Wuji encounters a perfect demon with eternal divine power, he can certainly pass through safely. In this competition, he can almost guarantee his ranking, but if he encounters a semi-super strong man,
He may not be so relaxed.
Zhan Wuji thought for a while, and to be honest, he didn't know how strong his real power was. He could only be sure of it after a real fight.
"Maybe?"
"I don't know about this."
Zhan Wuji's understated answer was sincere and not just fabricated.
"You guys, you still want to lie to me?"
The goblin stretched out a hand again and placed it on Zhan Wuji's ear.
"Master, I really didn't hide anything from you. I just told the truth. How could I ever deceive you?"
Zhan Wuji let out a hey and jumped up.
"Huh, stinky girl, your mouth is really not honest at all."
"But you have to remember, if you can't beat it, just give up. We are not competing for the top five."
"I see."
He told Zhan Wuji before that he must win the top five, which was just an encouragement to Zhan Wuji. Now that it has really reached this point, he is still worried.
This competition is different from ordinary competitions. Once you lose your fighting power, as long as you don't give up voluntarily, no one will care about you even if you die on the stage. This is the real competition.
"I know, I cherish my life."
"I want to go home. I don't want to die in this inhospitable place."
Zhan Wuji waved his hand, he knew when he was full and when he was full.
Why risk your life?
But Zhan Wuji is very eager to fight with this devil of death. This desire makes the blood in his body start to stir!
At the same time, in the Death Demon Temple, in the Death Demon Temple.
His thoughts are naturally the same as those of Zhan Wuji!
"Then we'll see, Zhan Wuji!"
Zhan Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, and the day passed in the blink of an eye.
In the main hall, the Immortal Demon Commander has been waiting for a long time.
Following closely behind is Zhan Wuji.
"Let's go!"
"Yeah!" responded.
Under the leadership of the Immortal Demon Commander, he walked towards the competition ground.
At this time, Zhan Wuji had not arrived yet, but before he arrived at the competition ground, many people had gathered near the competition ground, and Zhan Wuji was the last one to arrive.
The next day in the Black Iron Castle had already arrived at this time.
The other nine people who entered the next game, including Zhan Wuji, were sitting in the audience with several other people, standing shoulder to shoulder with several others.
On the largest battle altar, the previously defeated Holy Sons were arranged on the battle altar, waiting for their competition.
Although I missed the top nine, if I can win the top ten, I can get the corresponding training resources.
Zhan Wuji was still in the audience, but he heard a shout from the audience.
"Zhan Wuji, what do you mean? "Zhan Wuji!" Come here!"
Zhan Wuji looked up and saw You Wuyan waving to him, his face full of joy, but the black mask looked a bit dazzling.
He jumped up and landed on the competition stage.
The powerful monster clan also looked towards Zhan Wuji!
"When did you get together with You Wuyan? And tell me, are you the only one?"
The words of the succubus echoed in Zhan Wuji's heart.
But the succubus secretly transmitted the message to Zhan Wuji, and no one else heard it.
"Haha, Master, I have always been passive. Yesterday she just wanted to talk to me."
Zhan Wuji replied with a soft hum, but did not answer immediately.
"Tch!" He curled his lips disdainfully.
The Charming Demon God sneered and said nothing.
"Hey, where did you think you were?"
He slapped Zhan Wuji on the head.
"It's okay, I'm just thinking about whether I would show mercy if I fight you. I still have a good impression of women."
Zhan Wuji replied with a smile.
"Humph, you still let me, but you can't beat me."
"I see."
Zhan Wuji chuckled and said nothing, but his eyes were fixed on the stage.
At this time, the battle between the two demon sons was already going on on the stage.
Both of them were strong men in the Shinto realm. The battle was quite fierce at the beginning, but soon, one of them showed signs of fatigue.