True Immortal of the Netherworld

It took a while after the second stage competition ended before the excitement in the audience gradually cooled down.

The competition venue was quickly cleaned up, and the large bloodstains left by Miao Ya were wiped away, and geranium water was sprayed to cover up the smell of blood in the air.

It seems that this is not a bloody fighting arena, but a performance venue to please people.

The game steward in black came to the center of the field and announced loudly: "The third game of the Demon God Stage Competition will begin next, a human-level competition."

"The winner of the last earth-level competition was Young Master Long Shaoyu of the Heavenly Demon Palace. The one who will fight in the Heavenly Demon Palace this time is..." The black-clothed deacon deliberately paused his words, revealing suspense.

Someone in the audience shouted: "It's Xiao Mo from the Heavenly Demon Palace, it's written on the competition list!"

It caused a burst of laughter.

The door on the left side of the arena opened, and a guy in a black cloak walked out unhurriedly.

Behind him were two waiters. The waiter's hand held the totem flag of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

The waiter waved the flag deliberately, and the totem of the dragon and monster on it seemed to cause a stir.

The hat of the visitor's cloak was pushed down very low, and he was already in a high position in the audience.

The crowd watching could not see the face under the cloak, and a black mass floated to the middle of the arena like a dark cloud.

The black-clothed deacon spoke in a long voice, "He is the young genius from the Lingnan Land, the number one person in the Yuanhun Realm of the Heavenly Demon Palace, known as Mr. Poison Dragon, Xiao——Mo——."

The man took off the black cloak himself, and the waiter behind him immediately took it and then stepped back.

A handsome-looking young man in black clothes with a slightly sinister expression stood in the center of the arena.

The black-clothed deacon continued to announce loudly: "Miao Ya from the Moon Temple lost the earth-level battle in the last battle. In this human-level battle, the Moon Temple sent a famous human general."

Most of the people in the audience were demons, and they heard the words of the famous human general, which triggered a burst of boos.

"What a bullshit human race general. The spiritual world is our demon race's world."

"The so-called famous general of the human race can actually ascend to the arena of the Demon God Platform. Is this an insult to our demon race?"

"You can't say that. After all, they are players sent by the Moon Temple. Those who can participate in the human level battle will not be any worse."

"It's probably because there is no one in the Moon Temple, so we sent out a human player."

A very small number of humans in the audience did not dare to say anything, even though they were here to encourage the famous human generals. If he shouted out, he might be beaten by the surrounding monsters.

...

The black-clothed deacon shouted: "Be quiet."

The noise in the auditorium continued unabated.

The door on the right side of the arena opened, and an elderly man in green stepped out with his chest held high.

Without him, it would be Xu Yang.

At this moment, Xu Yang had a smile on his face, and his heart was even more joyful.

For no other reason than knowing that Gui Gu Changyang was fine and had just changed into the identity of Long Feiyu, the young master of Tianyao Palace, Xu Yang's heart that had been hanging since he came to the spirit world finally dropped.

When the deacon in black saw Xu Yang coming to the field, he announced loudly: "His name is Xu——Yang——."

Although the tone was deliberately lengthened, the volume was obviously not as good as when Xiao Mo's name was announced before, and the words "famous human general" were no longer mentioned at all.

The black-clothed deacon glanced at Xu Yang and whispered: "Tsk, tsk, his appearance is not impressive, and he is not domineering at all. The human race, after all, can't stand on the stage."

Xu Yang's consciousness and five senses have long been channeled. He heard what the black-clothed deacon was talking about behind his back, but he didn't mind at all.

He just smiled at the black-clothed deacon and said loudly: "I, Xu Yang, from the human race, have already stood on the stage of the Demon God Arena. Please execute me."

Sir, let's announce the start of the game. "

The black-clothed deacon curled his lips and thought to himself: "This guy's ears are pretty good. He heard what I just said."

The black-clothed deacon loudly announced: "The Demon God Platform, the human-level battle has officially begun."

After saying that, the black-clothed deacon left the arena and hid far away in a corner of the arena.

There was a lot of chatter in the audience.

"The last match was won by Master Long Feiyu of the Heavenly Demon Palace. I made the right bet and earned a lot of spirit stones. This time, I bet all my money and profit on Xiao Mo from the Heavenly Demon Palace. It must be a sure profit.”

"Of course, only a fool would bet the spirit stone on a human being."

"It seems that no human race in history can stand on the stage of demon gods."

"Yes, there are, but very few. Those who stood up are dead when they come down. No one remembers it."

"Hahaha. You are absolutely right. I think the human race in green will be beaten to death and then carried away."

The crowd in the audience was overwhelmingly optimistic that Xiao Mo from the Tianyao Palace would win, and they all placed big bets.

Everyone looks forward to the start and end of the competition. The process is not important, only when you win the bet and collect the spiritual stones is you happy.

It seems that this human-level battle is a benefit for all bettors.

The center of the auditorium.

Long Sanyuan said: "Yue Xi, our Heavenly Demon Palace won the last earth-level battle. In the next human-level battle, our Heavenly Demon Palace will probably win. In this way, the entire Demon God Platform's struggle for hegemony will The result is that the Heavenly Demon Palace wins two and wins the final victory. Don’t forget that the stakes for this Demon God Platform are ten cities.”

Yue Xi looked at Long Sanyuan, smiled slightly, and said: "Long Sanyuan, it was just a fluke that your son Long Feiyu won the last battle. In this human-level battle, I, the Moon Goddess, will definitely come back. "

"Hahaha," Long Sanyuan laughed when he heard this, "I think it's because your Moon Temple is empty, so you sent a human to participate in the Demon God Platform competition. Do you know that this Demon God Platform competition in our Heavenly Demon Palace will be the most successful? The winner is Xiao Mo now on the field. Xiao Mo has cultivated into the body of a poisonous dragon. Although his cultivation is only at the peak of the Soul Realm, he will not suffer any loss even against the monks of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm."

Yue Xi did not respond to Long Sanyuan's words, but played with the kitten in her arms and said softly: "Daughter, do you think we, the Moon Goddess, can win the game in the next game?"

Meow--

The kitten meowed obediently.

"Giggle," Yue Xi smiled happily, "Daughter, you are right. You are much smarter than those guys who only judge people by their appearance. There is a saying, when I think about it, it seems that dogs look down on people. "

Long Sanyuan on the side was so angry that his face turned green, and he said fiercely: "When the time comes, ten cities will be obtained, and no one will be left in the Tianyao Palace. Let me see if some people can still laugh."

Yue Xi ignored Long Sanyuan and looked at Xu Yang in the middle of the field, thinking in her mind: "Judging from the previous fights between Xu Yang and Shi Jingtian, Xu Yang's soul power level is stronger than ordinary Daoming realm monks. Generally speaking, the human race at the same level is not as powerful as the demon race in terms of soul power and physical strength, but Xu Yang has the Canglong demon bloodline, which is a true human dragon. Xu Yang's trump card. Coupled with the Moon God Pill I gave him to avoid poison, Xu Yang should be 70% sure of winning this match. Long Sanyuan also wants ten of my Moon Temples. The city, what you can’t get on the battlefield, you can’t get on the Demon God Arena.”

Thinking of this, Yuexi chuckled deliberately.

Long Sanyuan was confused and said loudly: "Some fools not only treat cats as daughters, but they also only giggle."

Yuexi ignored Long Sanyuan at all, playing with the kitten in her arms and giggling.

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....

On the battlefield.

On the left, a sinister young man in black.

On the right, the sunny boy in green.

The two face each other.

Xiao Mo, dressed in black, said: "Are you from the human race? What's your name? I, Xiao Mo, don't want to kill an unknown person."

Xu Yang thought to himself: "The steward just read my name, and this guy asked questions knowingly."

After thinking for a while, Xu Yang responded: "I am a human race, a famous general of the human race. As for my name..."

Xu Yang paused deliberately, and then said: "I can let you know my name."

Xiao Mo, who was dressed in black, looked disdainful and said: "A mere human race still has a name? Our Great Spirit World has always been dominated by the demon race, and the human race does not deserve a name."

"My name," Xu Yang smiled slightly when he heard this and said loudly, "I specialize in all kinds of monsters."

"So, no matter if your name is Xiao Mo, Leng Mo, or nothing, you will be beaten to death by me on the battlefield." Xu Yang became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.

Xu Yang has a habit. He fights ruthlessly and kills people, never competing. But if you quarrel, you will never suffer.

In this fight, Xu Yang's fighting spirit was originally only five points. After all, he was not originally a demon from the Moon Temple, and there was no need to fight in the arena for the glory and interests of the Moon Temple.

However, he was looked down upon by the Xiao Mo opposite him. As a famous general of the human race, the flame of fighting was already ignited in his heart.

"Hahaha," Xiao Mo, who was in black on the opposite side, laughed so hard that his body shook when he heard this, "Human boy, you are so arrogant."

In this human race, when Xiao Mo knew that his opponent was a human, he completely lost his fighting spirit.

What Xiao Mo wanted was to defeat the strong on the Demon God Stage to show that he was stronger.

In the entire Lingnan land, among the demon monks at the Yuanhun realm, Xiao Mo has almost no rivals. He has the capital of arrogance.

He is the genius of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the genius of the demon clan in the entire spiritual world. From the bottom of his heart, he disdains a one-on-one fight with a human on the demon god platform.

But now, after Xiao Mo and Xu Yang exchanged a few words, fighting spirit rose in his heart, or to be precise, killing intent.

"This guy from the human race dares to insult me. I'm going to kill you with poison, slowly. Let this guy live and die. Remember, I, Xiao Mo, am so powerful. I will poison you for a hundred days. Die." Xiao Mo immediately thought of a hundred ways to kill Xu Yang, and he wanted to choose the most cruel way to deal with Xu Yang.

Xiao Mo's face became even more sinister, he lowered his voice and spoke like a sword: "The demon gods in the arena are not bickering, they are fighting for their lives!"

"Okay, then we will fight for our lives." Xu Yang responded loudly.

The fighting bell in the corner of the fighting arena, used to ring the start of the game, did not ring for a long time.

The rope used to bind the huge bell hammer was knotted, and several strong men worked for a long time to untie the knot.

when--

The bell ringing for the start of the demon-god stage battle resounded throughout the audience.

On the battlefield.

Xiao Mo and Xu Yang no longer had any verbal conflict, they took action.

Xiao Mo activated his unique Poison Water Technique, and black water flew around his body, roaring like a poisonous dragon, emitting a fishy smell.

"Soul Realm - Black Water Poisonous Dragon!"

Xu Yang fanned the air in front of his nose with his hand, "It stinks."

Xu Yang has always been confident in dealing with poison masters, because since he swallowed the Purple Gold Scorpion, he has become invulnerable to all poisons.

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and the power of the Immortal Wood Spirit was at his fingertips.

Outside his body, the shadow of an emerald green fairy branch emerged out of thin air. The fairy branches twisted and formed the shape of a green dragon, as if protecting the Holy Spirit.

"Soul Realm - Immortal Blue Dragon!"