Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

The bloodline of the nine-tailed fox?

If Wenren Jiuxiao was also a demon, he must have sensed the blood of Sixth Senior Brother.

Therefore, Wenren Jiuxiao's most real purpose in wanting the Sixth Senior Brother was to extract the power of the Sixth Senior Brother's bloodline.

Feng Qingran boldly guessed that maybe Wenren Jiuxiao was the current demon king.

"Impossible." Mo Jinghong was handsome and cold, adding to his coldness.

Others did not know Wen Ren Jiuxiao's identity, but he knew clearly that Wen Ren Jiuxiao was the head of Netherworld State and the Demon King of the Demon Clan.

It's just that the practice of the demon clan in recent years, like the human monks, has been hit by unprecedented obstacles, unable to break through that barrier, and their cultivation is stuck in a certain realm.

Wenren Jiuxiao has been looking for a way for the demon clan to ascend.

Wenren Jiuxiao should have been eyeing Baili Wenyue for a long time.

"Oh? Saving one person or a group of people, Mr. Mo has to think clearly?" Wenren Jiuxiao's demonic pupils became dark.

Rong Zhuofan and Xiao Qingfeng, who came over, were confused when they heard Wenren Jiuxiao's words.

Why is this leader of Netherworld State a little abnormal?

It's all nonsense.

Mo Jinghong's dark eyes darkened slightly. Wenren Jiuxiao's words proved and indirectly proved that what the equation refined must be the Ten Yin Devouring Spirit Pill.

At this moment, Wen Ren Jiuxiao's attitude was obviously to make the matter bigger and force the Sixth Senior Brother to follow him.

A red light flashed in Mo Jinghong's ink eyes, a strong wind blew around him, and his figure was like a jade tree, exuding a faint brilliance.

Mo Jinghong glanced at Feng Qingran, then raised his slender hand, a burst of red light flashed, and the power of the domain was activated.

Mo Jinghong and Wenren Jiuxiao disappeared in front of everyone.

People from other states looked towards Qingyun Prefecture, all curious about what happened in Qingyun Prefecture that could attract Wenren Jiuxiao to go there in person.

Mo Jinghong pulled Wenren Jiuxiao into the realm, but in the eyes of others, it was Wenren Jiuxiao who pulled Mo Jinghong into the realm.

After all, Wenren Jiuxiao is a virtual god, and Mo Jinghong is a transformed god, so naturally he is not as good as Wenren Jiuxiao.

Rong Zhuofan's face was full of worry, "Miss Feng, what happened? Why did Wenren Jiuxiao drag Mr. Mo into the domain?"

Xiao Qingfeng felt a little angry and shouted towards the audience: "Master Yunhai, Wenren Jiuxiao sent our disciples into the False God Realm for no reason, do you care?"

Yunhai stood up under the stage and looked towards Netherworld State with cold eyes. There was no one there.

Also, the group of people in Netherworld State are not human beings, and they don’t like to watch their monks’ games at all.

"Don't worry, Sect Leader Xiao. Wenren Jiuxiao doesn't dare to kill anyone. Mr. Mo will definitely be safe and sound." Yun Hai said coldly.

Rong Zhuofan was not happy anymore, "Master Yunhai, Mr. Mo is here to participate in the competition. What if he is injured by Wenren Jiuxiao and affects the rest of the competition?"

Yun Hai's eyes flashed slightly. He was not sure whether Mo Jinghong would be hurt, but if Wen Ren Jiuxiao attacked Mo Jinghong, then who would suffer?

At this moment--

On the high platform, someone exclaimed: "Look above your heads!"

Everyone looked up and there was an uproar.

"Damn it! The color of these clouds is really good, very auspicious!"

"Strange, this feels a bit like going through a tribulation. Is there anyone here who wants to go through a tribulation?"

"I said this year's spirit fighting competition was weird, and it was indeed the case. Less than a day after this, there was another thunder above my head!"

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Emperor Lingzhou Zhu Ningchuan's expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards the audience again. These two people are both third-grade alchemists, how could they cause an alchemy disaster?

It is impossible for them to refine a heaven-defying elixir with their strength!

There are not many people who can tell that the thunder clouds above their heads are caused by the calamity of pills. People with the cultivation level of False God are aware of the thunder calamity between heaven and earth.

But not everyone among the False Gods is an alchemist, and very few people can think of the level of alchemy.

Zhu Ningchuan was the first to discover Dan Jie besides Feng Qingran.

Then came Chu Qianji. Although he was a master of weapon refining, he also knew about elixir refining.

Luo Wuji also sensed that what was above his head was a calamity. The way he cultivated was different from that of ordinary monks, and he could clearly perceive each calamity.

Another one is Baili Kesheng. When he saw the Danjie, unlike the other three, Baili Kesheng's face was not solemn, but there was a faint excitement.

Baili Kesheng knew best that this alchemy disaster was definitely caused by the equation. Being able to cause the alchemy disaster proved that the equation's talent for alchemy was excellent.

Baili Kesheng stared at Fang Fang with burning eyes. Fang Fang was not strong enough to withstand the elixir tribulation, so he could not allow Equation to resist the elixir tribulation.

But it is also necessary to ensure that the elixir is intact.

After all, Fang Fang is his future apprentice, and this elixir is an apprenticeship gift that Fang Fang wants to give to him. The elixir must not be damaged.

Baili Kesheng's eyes fell on Mu Qianjue, and his eyes became sinister. Mu Qianjue had a strange fire and spoke rudely to him.

As long as Mu Qianjue is allowed to block the calamity for Fangfang, he can seize the strange fire while Mu Qianjue is injured and enters empty-handedly...

Mu Qianjue felt Baili Kesheng's gaze, and her peach blossom eyes were slightly dark. What the junior sister said was indeed true, be careful with Baili Kesheng.