I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

“Hahahahaha!! My son is unparalleled! Even though he was a little careless, he still won the game beautifully!” Looking at the battlefield below, the Golden Crow Demon Lord laughed endlessly.

The old demon Skull Mountain also smiled and nodded in praise: "It's normal for young people to be arrogant. I think Jin Huangtian is a good kid, even stronger than you when you were young!"

Hearing the words of the old demon Skull Mountain, the Golden Crow Demon Lord was not angry but happy.

"Hahahahaha! Really? It's worth it that I have paid some attention to cultivating this rebellious son!"

"Wu Xiang, what do you think of my son?"

Ye Wu Kuang responded indifferently: "It's OK."

"Hahaha, this kid would be very happy if he heard you evaluate him like this. Among all the Eighth Rank Immortal Emperors in the Ten Thousand Worlds, he likes your way of doing things the most and regards you as the goal he is pursuing."

"Oh? Really..." Ye Wu Kuang said slowly with a smile:

"Then I'm really looking forward to him growing up..."

At this time on the battlefield.

Tie Lengqing's scream echoed throughout the venue.

"Ah!! The little God King is dead! He was torn into two halves by the little Demon Lord! His head was blown up! His soul has also dissipated! He couldn't be deader! It's horrible to watch!"

"This round of duel was extremely exciting! Even though the little God King died, he would rather die than beg for mercy or surrender! He is worthy of his name! He is worthy of his pride!!"

"I declare! First round!"

"The devil! The way! Wins!!!"

When the result was announced, the cheers from the Demon Sect spectators rose again! The monks clapped their hands and shouted at each other, roaring at the top of their lungs...

On the other hand, from the righteous side of the spectator booth, there were endless cries, sighs, and insults.

It's not just the righteous spectators' seats.

At this moment, all the major immortal and spiritual realms in the myriad worlds...

Countless righteous monks who had been paying attention to this battle sighed and felt extremely heavy in their hearts after seeing this outcome.

At this moment, in the fairy world ruled by the evil ways, countless low-level cultivators who were being cultivated and exploited as food for their essence and blood burst into tears after seeing this scene.

Some even knelt on the ground and roared to the sky.

"Oh my God!! Please open your eyes and take a look!! Why is this devilish beast so rampant!!"

"We have been doing good deeds all our lives, but we have ended up like this! And these evil beasts love to kill without reason, yet they are so arrogant!"

"How deplorable! How hateful! God! You are so unfair!!!"

Judging from the game just now, the strength displayed by the Little Demon Lord Jinwu is so powerful that it is hard to accept.

Just relying on the innate magical powers of the Jinwu clan, his starting point was far beyond that of his peers. Not to mention that Jin Huangtian's own strength and combat experience were so terrifying.

The more they thought about it, the more powerless and desperate they felt...

At this time on the battlefield.

"Hahaha. Congratulations to the Little Demon Lord for winning this game. You can leave and have a rest." Tie Lengqing looked at Jin Huangtian and said with a smile.

"Hmm? Leave?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Huangtian glanced at the huge iron-boned divine duck, then licked his bloody lips with his tongue and spoke with a grim smile.

"Why should I leave?"

"Who stipulated that each monk participating in the battle can only play one round?"

"What?" Upon hearing this, Tie Lengqing stretched his neck and opened his eyes wide and said:

"W-What do you mean?"

“Hehehe, Ahahahahaha!!”

Jin Huangtian suddenly raised his head, and his heroic and unbridled laughter resounded throughout the entire venue, as if it was going to break through the constraints of this world!

He was covered in blood, and the blood flowed down his body, dyeing the ground beneath his feet a scarlet color! !

At this moment, he was like a killing god that had walked out from the depths of hell, emitting a chilling aura! !

Jin Huangtian pointed his hand at the spectator seats for the righteous monks and spoke in a cold voice:

"What I mean is, I will defeat all the young cultivators of your righteous path by myself!!"

"What a crap little God King! He died before I could even warm up to him! This shows how useless you so-called righteous geniuses are!!"

At the end of his words, a blazing light suddenly burst out from Jin Huangtian's body, and all the blood in his body evaporated instantly, revealing his original appearance.

At this moment, his naked upper body had no scars at all, and he didn't look like he had just been through a battle!

As his words fell, the whole audience fell into a brief silence...

Click!

In a hidden space on the battlefield.

A righteous third-level immortal emperor who was in charge of settling the monks participating in the war crushed the jade ball in his hand.

This is a middle-aged man, he is eight feet tall and has a stern look. Listening to Jin Huangtian's words on the battlefield, the middle-aged man's face is as gloomy as water.

"What a shameless little beast! How shameless!"

Behind the middle-aged man, there were nine people, both men and women, sitting or standing, all waiting silently...

On the battlefield.

The spectator stands were extremely lively at this moment.

The righteous monks who were watching the battle were cursing incessantly. If they were not afraid of the several emperor-level masters and the protective formations guarding the battlefield below, many monks would have rushed down to kill Jin Huangtian by now.

Faced with the overwhelming insults from the righteous spectators.

Jin Huangtian, on the other hand, stretched out his arms with a look of enjoyment, as if he wanted to hug all of them. Then he slowly spoke:

"Go ahead and curse me, I just like to see your helpless and furious looks, haha, it's like countless wild dogs barking........."

The magic spectator seat.

At this moment, the demon monks also started to insult the righteous monks on the opposite side. All kinds of extremely ugly insults emerged one after another. Compared with the righteous monks, the words of these demon monks were varied and went straight into people's hearts!

Some of the old and famous monks in the righteous sect's viewing area had never suffered such humiliation before, and some were even so angry that they trembled all over.

Looking at the messy scene in the spectator stands.

Tie Lengqing scratched his duck head and let out a long sigh.

If the righteous and evil cultivators had not been separated by the large formation, the two sides would probably have already started fighting by now.

“Shut up!!”

Just as the noisy insults between the righteous and evil monks became more and more intense, a roar like thunder exploded directly into the hearts of everyone in the spectator seats! !

In an instant, the entire battlefield space fell silent.

I don't see the person, but I hear his voice!

Just one sentence silenced hundreds of thousands of monks in an instant. Such power was terrifying!

"The duel continues! Don't waste time."

As the voice ended, the pressure that made everyone breathless dissipated...

"It's the Immortal Emperor! Only an Immortal Emperor of at least the sixth level can have such power!!" In the spectator seats, an old Immortal Emperor spoke in a low voice with horror.

The person who spoke was naturally Xuan Linyu of the Ancient Immortal Clan! Beside him, Xuan Fuyin was glaring at Jin Huangtian below. He wished he could go down and fight him to the death! !