The warrior had no time to react, and was smashed back into the magic tower by the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, which contained terrifying power.

He died on the spot.

Ling Xiao stood there with a smile and said calmly: "Otherwise, the Heavenly Demon Palace will withdraw from the competition below the fifth-level realm king.

Otherwise, it would be a pity if twenty of these monsters died.

I, Old Sun, don’t think it’s interesting either, after all, your people are too weak.”

Although he spoke with a smile, there was no terrifying murderous intent.

But this makes people feel even more frightened.

You can take the life of the fifth-level God Emperor just by talking and laughing. It's so powerful.

What is the origin of this Tyrant Sect and how can it become so powerful?

At that moment, the Demon King's eyes revealed an extremely ferocious expression.

"Are you planning to become the champion of Arena No. 1?"

The referee of Arena No. 1 asked coldly.

"Not interested in."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "I have said it before, don't you understand human language?

What I want is to challenge the champion of your Heavenly Demon Palace.

Come and I will kill one of you.

Until twenty places are filled.

Either you send twenty people to die, or you quit, it's not embarrassing enough.

He still has the nerve to ask the Tianlong Shrine to withdraw from the Demonic Tower, without even taking a look at his own virtue.

Apart from the Demon Realm King, do you have anyone else who can take advantage of him?"

"I'm going to kill him!"

Tianmo Qingyi said coldly.
Chapter completed!