Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

The more I look at the people I have chosen, the more satisfied I become.

The main feature is the unexpected, without any routine.

The current lineup is exactly ten people.

Alan Miyi said with some concern: "I heard that Huyan Luo Liuguang has invited all the noble families to form a team, and each of them is at the peak of the sixth level."

The first level of the Demonic Martial Arts Competition is a large-scale mixed fight between the two races, and each race can send 30 people to participate in the battle.

Must be in groups of ten.

The royal family will form a group, the aristocratic families will form a group, and the independent practitioners will form another group.

And now Ren Yi can barely put together a group.

Ren Yi smiled and said, "Quality is more important than quantity. After my training, each of you can be independent."

She turned to the man who had been hiding behind her and said:

"Tiezhu, the first day of training is now up to you."

Everyone's eyes fell on the red-haired man.

"You, you are Tiezhu?" Baichuan Menghu's eyes widened, "Can you transform into a human?"

Tiezhu's face instantly turned red. He looked at Ren Yi and said aggrievedly, "I said I wouldn't change, but you insisted that I change."

Tiezhu's cultivation and soul have been strengthened since he ate the Spider Woman.

Especially Spider-Woman belongs to the plane that Ren Yi practiced before.

The monsters there are a hundred times stronger than those in this plane, and are far from being creatures of this plane.

Spider-Woman traveled through dimensions, her soul and body tempered by time and space.

The Iron Pillar can now not only create fear and nightmares on a large scale, but can also transform into a human form.

Tiezhu is an elf, not a servant beast, so he can also participate in the competition alone.

Tiezhu raised his hand casually and subconsciously squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Enough of the nonsense, let's get started."

Tiezhu stood up and sighed, white mist gushing out of his light brown pupils.

While engulfing his entire eyes into a strange white color, thick fog quickly enveloped the surroundings with him as the center.

A cold and chilly atmosphere instantly surrounded everyone present.

Visibility in the fog is very low. Even if someone stands less than two meters in front of you, it is difficult to see the whole picture.

Random voices came from the fog.

"This training is to make you face your inner fears. You must come out of this within three days. Those who can't..."

The random voice paused, with an inexplicable coldness.

"I will take care of your family for you."

Two hours later.

Sit on the ground casually. The oval boulder next to you is cut in half, and the flat stone surface can be used as a tea table.

The aroma of tea wafts in the air, and it is quite pleasant if you ignore the ghost howlings coming from the fog ahead.

Shu Yuan sat opposite Ren Yi, supporting his head with one hand and closing his eyes to rest.

"Is Prince Shu Yuan so leisurely? Don't you have any government affairs to deal with from the tenth to the fourteenth floor?"

Shu Yuan said nonchalantly: "It's not as interesting as your place."

He raised his eyes to look at Ren Yi, "Are you worried that I'll stay here forever?"

Random expression was very dull, even indifferent.

Although there was a usual smile on the corners of his lips, that smile did not reach his eyes.

Shu Yuan's eyes darkened, "You don't seem to welcome me."

Ren Yi put down the teacup and sighed, "Shu Yuan, don't play these affectionate scenes with me. I'm not a little girl. I won't get excited just because of a few words from you."

She looked straight at him with sharp eyes, "I will just kill the deer."

Shu Yuan's face darkened, and there were some incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.

Randomly raised his finger and tapped the table lightly, saying half jokingly and half threateningly:

"If you listen to me, we will be allies."

"If you don't listen, I have plenty of ways to mess with you."

Hearing those sharp words, Shu Yuan curled his lips meaningfully, and the distracted look on his face disappeared.

"You really haven't changed at all."

He stood up, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "See you at the Demonic Martial Arts Contest."

Ren Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at his back. After a while, he pinched his brows and uttered two words:

"ill."

Suddenly, Zarshi's screams were heard from the fog ahead.

He ran and shouted frantically, with half of his body sticking out of the fog.

"Mother, come! Save me! Save me!"

But the next moment, a pair of withered and dark hands deep in the fog dragged him back.

The corners of Ren Yi's mouth twitched. Is this really an illusion?

The crazy laughter of the Venerable Venerable of Venerable Vipers was also heard:

"Wan Niang, Wan Niang, why do you have eighteen male lovers? Didn't we agree to be together for life?"

Wanniang's voice sounded from the other side of the fog, but her illusion seemed to be nothing like that of Venerable Viper.

"Get out here, everyone! I can still kill a hundred of you!"

Baichuan Menghu and Kuangjian hugged each other, trembling and foaming at the mouth.

At noon, the sunlight penetrated the barrier and fell onto any stone table.

The light tea soup swayed slightly, reflecting the slightly sleepy profile of Random.

The next moment, Alan Wangsu, dressed in a plain white robe, walked out of the mist. The green bamboo on the hem of his robe made him look even taller and more slender.

He walked slowly to the opposite side and sat down, bringing a breath of fresh air.

Any: “You’re the first.”

Alan Wangsu smiled warmly, "The fear in your heart comes from uncertainty. As long as you are at peace in your heart, illusions will hardly have an impact on you."

Alan Wangsu was the first one to come out in any plan.

Now let's see who can come out second.