Global Bloodline Awakening: I evolved into a Chaos Demon Ape

By the time the driver of the Purple Gold Python Emperor arrived at the martial arts arena, seventy or eighty demon cultivators had already gathered in the martial arts arena, all looking at the driver.

"I'm here at the martial arts arena. Can anyone challenge my guards? I will definitely reward you."

A hoarse voice with a cold air came from the car, and it seemed to be what the Purple Gold Python Emperor said.

"I'll do it..." A strong demon cultivator jumped directly onto the somewhat broken ring in the center of the martial arts arena. This was also the rule of Qiankun City's martial arts arena.

"Qingyu, you go up..." The hoarse voice sounded again, and the figure of a corpse in the corpse team flashed and appeared on the ring.

"Rumble..." On the ring, the figures of strong men and evil corpses intertwined. The spells collided with a large amount of evil energy, and powerful waves of air erupted...

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the powerful man was knocked out of the ring, causing a round of boos from the demon cultivators around him.

One after another, demon cultivators came to the ring to challenge the evil corpse, and the Purple Gold Python Emperor did not replace the evil corpse known as Qingyu, which made many demon cultivators hope that the evil corpse could not withstand the exhaustion of the wheel battle and lose.

But Qingyu's fourth-level peak cultivation level is there. Even if he does not use powerful spells like he did in life, the powerful body and speed of the evil corpse are still preserved. With the blessing of evil energy, the strength is at the level of the fourth-level demon sect. It is also a relatively average existence.

The more than 20 demon cultivators who challenged them were defeated in less than half a quarter of an hour. Many demon cultivators also saw that this was because the Jia Twenty Evil Corpses had spared their hands.

After two hours of fierce fighting, Qingyu still didn't feel tired, but finally a third-order peak demon cultivator withstood Qingyu's attack for a quarter of an hour.

The Purple Gold Python Emperor also generously bestowed a complete sixth-grade spell, which made the surrounding demon cultivators watching the battle look hot and looked at the evil corpse on the ring even more hotly.

In the subsequent challenges, five demon cultivators who succeeded in the challenge appeared one after another. One of them was more outstanding. He actually persisted for two quarters of an hour under Qingyu's fierce attack, which attracted the Purple Gold Python Emperor's great joy and directly rewarded him with a seventh-level magic spell. .

Fang Zheng also observed that although the demon cultivators who succeeded in the challenge did not reveal in public what spell they had obtained, judging from their expressions, it seemed that it was quite suitable for their demon power attributes. It seemed that the Purple Gold Python Emperor did not give it randomly. Magical.

After about five hours, most of the demon cultivators gathered in the martial arts arena had basically gone on stage to challenge.

Fang Zheng let out a breath, touched the ground with his steps, and flew directly onto the ring.

"Hey, mid-level three..."

"With such a level of cultivation, I'm afraid I'll be killed by a corpse palm, right?"

Seeing Fang Zheng coming on the stage, the demon cultivators in the audience whispered that most of the demon cultivators who had previously challenged were demon generals in the late third level or above.

In the previous challenges, those who could hold on for a quarter of an hour under the evil corpse were all relatively powerful demon generals at the peak of the third level.

A small number of late-level third-level demon generals who entered the field could not last for half a quarter of an hour before being knocked off the field, and some were even accidentally killed by evil corpses.

"Start..." Qingyu roared, stepped heavily on the ring, and ran towards Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng's figure flashed and appeared directly beside Qing Yu. A layer of white light appeared on his right fist, and he punched Qing Yu's waist.

Qingyu Evil Corpse's eyes turned slightly, and his right hand shaped like a ghost claw directly grabbed Fang Zheng's right fist, trying to control Fang Zheng.

With a "Zila" sound, Fang Zheng's right fist exploded, the air became twisted and shattered, and a powerful tearing force rushed towards Qing Yu's right paw.

The evil spirit covering Qingyun's right claw was instantly shattered, and the entire right claw made a harsh buzzing sound as if an overwhelmed rotten wood wanted to break.

"Huh..." The Purple Gold Python Emperor let out an exclamation as thin as a mosquito's. His gray eyes looked at the ring for the first time, showing a strong interest in Fang Zheng.

Feeling the huge power contained in Fang Zheng's fist, Qing Yu's expression remained as usual, but the evil energy on his body gathered crazily on his right hand, trying to stop this powerful force from destroying his body.

Fang Zheng's fist changed direction and missed Qing Yu's right claw, punching him on the waist. Before Qing Yu's ghost claw hit him, a layer of golden light appeared on Hunyuan's golden body.

Two muffled sounds of "bang bang" were heard one after another. Qingyu was hit hard on the waist and was knocked back several meters in an instant.

But Fang Zheng's body remained motionless, and Qing Yu's ghost claws did not tear through the defense of the Hunyuan Golden Body.

"Wow, how is it possible? He actually repeled the evil corpse..."

"Are we dazzled? What is going on?"

Fang Zheng ignored the exclamations from the audience and took one step forward, approaching Qing Yu who had not yet stabilized his figure.

The Earth Splitting Technique was operating to the extreme, and he punched Qingyu's chest dozens of times, causing the evil energy in Qingyu's chest to turmoil and dissipate crazily like smoke.

Feeling that a large amount of evil energy was being lost from his body, Qingyu's eyes turned slightly, as if he was a little surprised. He did not expect that there was a demon general among the third level who could consume such a large amount of his evil energy.

But the movements of Qingyu's hands were not slow. Attack was the best defense. His claws were like ten long swords and he stabbed hard at Fang Zheng's head.

Regarding Qingyu's attack, Fang Zheng did not dare to be careless. With a movement of his feet, his figure moved quickly behind Qingyu.

As for Fang Zheng's dodge, Qingyu's eyeballs showed a hint of anthropomorphic mockery, and a slender and sharp poisonous hook suddenly shot out from behind his butt, hitting Fang Zheng's abdomen directly with a "bang" and knocking Fang Zheng flying to the ring. The edge fell to the ground.

"What, this corpse still has a poisonous hook hidden inside it. Could it be that it had the bloodline of a poisonous insect before it was alive?"

"This demon cultivator is not in a good mood. A fourth-level demon sect with poisonous insects like this usually sacrifices his own poisonous hook to refine his life magic weapon..."

Seeing that the evil corpse Qingyu actually revealed his poisonous hook, the demon cultivators watching the battle couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, they didn't attack behind him just now, otherwise they would have been stabbed to death by the poisonous hook.

"Ahem..." Fang Zheng covered his chest and stood up. The poisonous hook was comparable to a fourth-level magic weapon, making him feel slightly numb.

"What?" Purple Gold Python Emperor's hoarse voice sounded, and he stood up on the car. This huge movement directly made the demon cultivators around him feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

If the Purple Gold Python Emperor goes berserk, the demon cultivators present combined will not be a match for the Demon Emperor.

The Purple Gold Python Emperor seemed to realize that his behavior was a bit abnormal, and quickly sat back in the car, but kept staring at Fang Zheng with a trace of longing in his eyes.

He noticed that the eyes of the Purple-Gold Python Emperor were like a gleam on his back. He didn't know what the Purple-Gold Python Emperor wanted to do. He felt that the eyes of the Purple-Gold Python Emperor were like that of a lion that had been lurking for a long time and was ready to hunt. It was already hungry and thirsty...