The demon clan has always regarded strength as the most respected person, and the demon king of the clan must be the most powerful and powerful being in the clan.

Therefore, the position of the Black Phoenix Demon King in the hearts of Xiaohong and others is absolutely transcendent!

But now the demon king was stuffing someone in person, but he clearly stated that the other party was not trustworthy. Such a move was really puzzling.

"This matter is too strange. Master, should I report it to the top?"

The secret organization of the Heifeng clan has a Void Refining Demon Cultivator, and Tianyuan City is no exception.

"Don't be impatient. Since this matter is related to the ancestor, don't do anything randomly. Otherwise, if the ancestor's plan is broken, we will never be able to redeem it!"

After stopping it with a little scolding, Xiaohong couldn't help but ponder, and after thinking for a while, she said:

"In this way, don't spread the word about this in advance. I will ask the ancestor personally before making a decision.

During this period, try not to let this person perform tasks, do you understand?"

As a seed of the clan's Void Refining Seed, Xiaohong still has some status. Although she wanted to see the Black Phoenix Demon King, she would not ignore her completely, but it was hard to say about time.

After all, the fusion monster will last for thousands or a hundred years. When will it be seen, it depends purely on luck.

The two black phoenix envoys immediately looked at each other and understood that they could not bear the consequences of being messy, so they bowed and replied:

"It's the poster!"

After teleporting out of the Black Flame Building, Luo Hong carefully wandered on the third floor for a while. After confirming that no one was following him, she unpretentiously removed her disguise and returned to the temporary residence on the first floor.

At this time, only half a day was left before the battle for the spiritual land, and there was no preparation at this time. Luo Hong simply fell asleep and raised his tense mind after ascending.

The next morning, Luo Hong pushed open the door and flew out.

About two hours later, he stood outside a circular pavilion. The three black characters "Guangwu Pavilion" were written on the door plaque, exuding a strong solemn and murderous aura.

After a few glances, Luo Hong walked into the building with the prohibition token in hand, and soon met the receptionist Jie Dan monk and was taken to a very simple room.

Although this room is large, it has very little decoration. Apart from a few seats, there are only a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

As soon as he came in, Luo Hong encountered several spiritual senses unconcealed explorations, which made him frown and glanced at the person in the room.

I saw that there were four people sitting upright in the room, and their eyes were all focused on him.

A woman in yellow who was over 20 years old, had a weak aura in her early stage of transformation from the gods, and her foundation did not seem to be very stable. Is this what she came from?

A white-eyed and eagle-eyed old man with flower hair, in the middle stage of the God Transformation, had a strong breath, and this was like this.

A young man in white robe had no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of evil spirits, as if he wanted to take a bite. He was also in the middle stage of the God Transformation.

The last person was a middle-aged fat man wearing a wide Confucian shirt and smiling, and seemed to be easy to talk to.

It seems that these are the people who are competing with me for the spiritual land.

While thinking, Luo Hong picked up a wooden chair and sat down, quietly waiting for the arrival of noon.

Although there are five people in this room now, they are not as lively as when there is no one, and it is still possible to hear the needle.

After several hours like this, a scarred man in golden armor suddenly pushed the door open and scandaled the person in the room and frowned slightly:

"Why is there one missing? Could it be that this person gave up the fight?"

"Please wait, Brother Xiao will arrive soon, and you will never miss the time!"

The woman in yellow face suddenly became anxious and immediately stood up and saluted.

The scarred man heard this for the first time, and he looked impatient, but after seeing the person who was talking clearly, he suddenly changed his color and said slowly:

"The time is not yet fully arrived, so it's okay for Ban to wait for a moment, but this fellow Daoist Xiao really missed the time, so Ban could only disqualify him!"

Luo Hong saw the change in the attitude of the scar-faced man. He immediately realized that the woman in yellow with the weakest cultivation was a relationship householder, and I was afraid that the monk named Xiao who had not arrived had been the one who needed to pay attention to the most.

After about a cup of tea, a light of inspiration suddenly flashed into the house from the door, revealing the figure of the monk named Xiao.

"Senior, aren't you late for me?"

As soon as the monk surnamed Xiao stood still, he respectfully bowed to the Scar-faced man.

"Hmph! You have to come in time, and after the counting shift, I will ask you to wait for another hundred years."

The monks in Tianyuan City only have a chance to compete for the spiritual land every hundred years. The monk Scarface is undoubtedly expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Senior, I forgive my sins. I can't get rid of my body because of the sacrifice and refining magic weapons. I didn't mean to let me wait for a long time."

The monk surnamed Xiao quickly claimed the crime. He knew in his heart that he had just been late, and whether he could participate in the battle was entirely based on the other party's words.

"Forget it, nothing you do has to do with Ban. Since everyone has come, come with me."

As the scar-faced monk said, he shot a blue magic light column at a wall in the house.

As soon as this beam of light penetrated into the wall, it rippled, and then waves of space fluctuations came out.

Soon, a hole about meter high appeared on the wall, and you could see a landscape through it.

It turned out that this wall was a hidden secret entrance. Under the cover of the prohibition, Luo Hong did not notice it at all.

Immediately, the scar-faced monk took the lead in escaping. Luo Hong and others did not hesitate to see this and followed one after another.

After entering the secret realm, Luo Hong looked around and saw traces of fighting everywhere. Obviously, it was used as a place for fighting.

"The scope of the battle for the spiritual land is this entire secret realm. When fighting in two groups, Ban will draw lots for you to decide your opponents in the first round."

The scar-faced monk was undoubtedly impatient. He didn't say anything nonsense at the moment, so he put his hand into a animal skin bag.

When he took it out, two green crystal beads had already appeared in his hand.

Even without seeing his casting, the two green crystal beads flew towards the ban tokens of the young man in white robe and the monk surnamed Xiao.

It is obvious that they are the people who fought in the first round of the first battle.

Then, the Scarface monk grabbed two more times and determined the opponent of Luo Hong and the woman in yellow.

"This old man with white eyebrows has been in the middle stage of the God Transformation period for a long time, so he is probably quite a lot of methods. He has at least one battle after the first round, so he should not fight for a long time."

Gu/span>After a change of thought, Luo Hong had already decided on his own tactics.

"Okay, since you have already known your opponent, then start the first battle soon, and the rest of you will retreat a little!"

The scar-faced monk urged and waved his hand to chase the people.

"The relationship between this monk surnamed Xiao and the woman in yellow is very suspicious. He is ranked first, which is just for me to observe."

Thinking of this, Luo Hong flashed with a flash of light and with everyone, she withdrew for more than ten miles.

Although this distance will still be affected by the aftermath, everyone is a god-transforming monk, so they will not be afraid of it.

In just a moment, the young man in white robe and the monk surnamed Xiao who were still there suddenly burst out their magical auras and carried out the first wave of temptation.

The result of the test was particularly obvious. The cultivation level of the cultivator surnamed Xiao was higher than that of the young man in white robe. He was already at the peak of the mid-stage God Transformation!

However, cultivation does not fully represent strength. The young man in white robe immediately reached out and grabbed a long, bright red sword from the void with both hands.

At the same time, a large group of flying insects surged out from it, surrounding him densely, and the insect clouds formed completely obscured his body.

"There are so many great Jin Lingzi!"

The old man with white eyebrows obviously recognized the spirit insect in the young man in white robe, and couldn't help but frown and exclaim in an exclamation.

"Haha, I didn't expect that this fellow Taoist has a low level of cultivation, and the methods he has hidden are very powerful.

This great-solid golden spirit sacrificial shell is extremely hard and it is extremely difficult to kill with magic weapons. It also has the magical power of spirit devouring, and ordinary magical powers cannot hurt them at all. It is quite difficult to deal with!"

The fat man in Confucian shirt smiled and shook his head.

Jin Lingzi is also a top 100 spirit insects on the list of strange insects in the world. Luo Hong is aware of the magical powers. He knows very well that if this insect is successful and has a large number, the cultivator of the God Transformation will have a headache to deal with.:.

At this moment, he looked at the woman in yellow quietly, and saw that there was no trace of worry on the other person's face, and he immediately realized.

"Want to win by relying on the spirit insects? Humph, then you have found the wrong person!"

The monk surnamed Xiao looked cold, and as he spoke, he flipped his right palm and sacrificed a golden wheel of Falun. Then he opened his mouth and spit out a green flag with a powerful aura.

The next moment, he suddenly threw the Falun held by his right palm to block the two blood lights from the opposite side. Then he waved the blue flag in front of him, and immediately stirred up the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around him, and the boundless wind appeared.

"Very good, I've really fallen into the trap!"

This scene was not surprised but happy in the eyes of the young man in white robe.

It turned out that he summoned a large number of golden spirits as a cover, so that his opponent could focus on dealing with his spirit insects, and thus ignore the magic weapons he sacrificed.

After all, the battle for spiritual land is not a real life-and-death battle, and Jin Lingzi is not an immortal body, so there is no need to waste the precious spirit insects here.

So he simply used his plan and attacked the east and the west.

The corners of his mouth curled, and the young man in white robe immediately made gestures with his hands, causing the two blood swords that were flying out to explode instantly. He suddenly turned into a blood python with poisonous fangs popped up, and directly ate at the monk surnamed Xiao.

"Lingbao? He is actually doing some cleverness!"

The monk surnamed Xiao immediately noticed something was wrong. After a cold snorted, the golden wheel, which was only the size of a palm, instantly expanded to several feet in diameter, emitting an extremely dazzling golden light, as if it was a scorching sun!

"Haha, it's useless! Although my spiritual treasure is not of high level, it's not something that your magic weapon can withstand!"

When the young man in white robe saw the monk surnamed Xiao urging the golden wheel, he thought the other party was trying to treat the dead horse, and couldn't help laughing proudly.

Of course, he was not so naive that he thought he could win with one blow. He was already planning the subsequent offensive quickly and secretly said that he would not give his opponent a chance to breathe.

According to the power formula, there is a huge difference between cultivators who have a small difference in their realms and magic weapons.
To be continued...