Start with 3,000 Demon Gods and Become Invincible

  Chapter 83 The trial is over! another sloppy

  Grandma Tianshan was brutally shot to death by the Huanggu Heavenly Emperor and took her true soul to make a sky lantern. No one sympathized at all.

  This kind of villain who treats the weak like ants and can be killed with a finger, no matter how many deaths, it will not be a pity.

  The time is approaching noon, and there is still a stick of incense to come to the end of this points competition.

   The first place is obviously Mu Xiaoqian, and Xiaoxie Emperor has no choice but to fall to the second place because he has been avoiding her.

  Emperor Wuji was still on the main stage, waiting for Emperor Xiaoxie to come out.

   Unless he is killed, he cannot leave.

  This competition is too cruel, tens of thousands of Tianjiao entered, and now only five hundred are alive.

  The contestants are all extremely crazy. When they meet opponents with points, they feel that they can pass the game and they will definitely not go around.

  Especially Mu Xiaoqian, Xiaoxiedi, Mu Fan, and Mu Lingtian, the three of them were more ruthless than anyone else, and they never let go of a monk they met.

  As for Lin Xue, she is not in the top ten list, and it is not known whether she is still alive or not.

  Should still be alive, and had bumped into Mu Fan not long ago.

   "Emperor Wuji, do you really want to kill Ye Lingyun?! With his terrifying fighting power, are you sure he doesn't have a stronger backer behind him?!"

   Seeing that the point competition was about to end, the old lady of the Holy Palace said in a low voice.

   I have to say that after experiencing the Tianshan mother-in-law incident, the lethality of her words somewhat moved Emperor Wuji.

  However, when he thought of the tragic death of his apprentice, he couldn't swallow this breath.

   "Stop alarmist, I don't believe that this little beast has Mu Xiaoqian's backing." Emperor Wuji snorted coldly.

   "Then just wait and see!" The old woman in the Holy Mansion also hummed.

  Honestly speaking, she never expected that this year's admissions assessment would attract so many ruthless people.

  His majestic Emperor of Thirty-one Tribulations had a sense of uselessness and powerlessness.

  A stick of incense Time flies very fast, and the blue crystal ball floating above the square is now rippling.

   Then, one after another, the contestants who were still alive were teleported back.

   There were tens of thousands of people when they went in, but only three or four hundred came back.

   "Those who have not entered the top 100, please leave on your own!" said the old woman of the Holy Mansion loudly.

"That's horrible!"

   "If I had known it was so cruel, I wouldn't have come. I really came out in fear."

  The monks who did not make it into the top 100 all left with great care.

  Mu Xiaoqian just came out, the first thing she did was to look at Nangong Yujiao.

  When she saw that the desolate king was there, she immediately smiled like a flower on her icy pretty face, no matter what the old woman in the Holy Mansion would say next, the wind was blowing under her feet, she was light and dusty, and flew straight to the desolate king.

   "Bad brother, I thought you weren't coming!"

  Mu Xiaoqian ignored everyone, when she landed in front of the Haunted King, she rushed into his arms, her lotus arms passed under his armpit, her head was buried on his neck, and she hugged him tightly.

   "Why don't you come! There are some important things to deal with over the past year, but I'm too busy."

  The King of Desolation put his arm around her slender waist, stroked her head lovingly with the other, and smiled softly.

  Mu Xiaoqian, who is seventeen years old this year, is really not young. Feeling her warm, fragrant and soft body, since he tested her last night, Huang Wang's mood is quite complicated.

   "Evil animal, die!"

  At this moment, Emperor Wuji yelled angrily, and then a terrifying aura enveloped the audience.

   "Desolate King, help me, I am willing to be loyal to you."

The little evil emperor was shocked, with his small body, how could he withstand the torture of the infinite emperor, facing the latter's extremely angry eyes, his small body trembled a little, and now he can only call the desolate king for help .

   "This king...seems like he doesn't need your allegiance." Desolate King joked.

   "No! You need it. You must be curious about where I got the 'Evil Dao Mother Crystal'?! There is something in its origin, and it may be of great use to you."

  Xiao Xiedi glanced at the Wuji Emperor who wanted to eat people, and said bravely.

  Listening to the conversation between the two, Emperor Wuji's face was very gloomy, and he always maintained a heart of fear towards the Desolate King.

  An existence that can be called a brother and brother with Huang Gu Tiandi, how can it be a weak person? ! Presumably also possesses comparable strength.

   Now, Emperor Wuji can only pray that Huang Wang will not agree.

  The Desolate King watched his memory directly...

   Surprised to find that it was blocked by an extremely dazzling light.

   "Are you sure this is not your plan to escape?! If you really have such a small calculation, your end will be even worse."

  Pupil power was blocked, Huang Wang half-believed the little evil emperor's words, and threatened to test him out.

  Xiao Xiedi said seriously: "I know you are much more ruthless than old man Wuji, so I don't have the courage to lie to you at all."

  Huang Wang Dan said: "Then come here!"

   "Thanks a lot!"

  Hearing that he agreed, Little Evil Emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly flew towards the Desolate King.

   "Your Excellency! Do you really want to protect him?!"

  Emperor Wuji stared at Huangwang, and spoke in a deep voice.

   "If you are not convinced, you can try to kill him from under this king." Huang Wang raised his eyes to look at the latter, and said forcefully.

   "Come on, old man Wuji!"

  The little evil emperor who had already come to the side of the desolate king raised his **** at Emperor Wuji, and said extremely mockingly.

   "Desolate King, I advise you to be more sensible!"

  Emperor Wuji has never been humiliated like this since he reached the peak, his body is full of breath, and his words have become unkind.

  The Desolate King said contemptuously: "If you want me to be interesting, it depends on whether you have the strength!"

   "Okay! Then please kill your whole family!!"

  Emperor Wuji went all out because he recognized the true identity of Little Evil Emperor. There is only one person in the world who can call him that, and that is Heavenly Puppet Evil Emperor.

   Clang!

As his cold words fell, Teng soared into the sky, the mighty power at the peak of the forty-nine kalpas of the emperor's realm was agitated, and the three thousand Wuji swords were all over his body, and a black and white Dao sword appeared in the sky above his head. The breath splits the surrounding void.

   buzz buzz—

  Emperor Wuji's eyes were horrifying, he held the strongest sword art in his hand, and a burst of light surged behind him, and thousands of swords burst out.

  With a radius of 100 meters around him, a boundless field was formed.

  Even if he is a demigod, he might not dare to rush in.

   "If this is all your strength?! The end will be miserable."

  Desolate King pushed Xiaoqian away from his arms, and spoke quite playfully.

  (end of this chapter)