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

Although Lei Shen is a member of the Celestial Clan, once he successfully ascends to become a Star God, he will no longer be a member of the Celestial Clan, but a "God" who can bring blessings to the three realms.

So no one doesn't want to get the recognition and praise of Thor.

There is no greater compliment than this.

For a moment, everyone looked at Ren Yi and became even more curious about her.

Yue Qinxue sat on the throne, almost unable to maintain her smile.

Thunder God is not only the strongest fighting force of the Celestial Clan, but also the strongest fighting force in the entire Three Realms.

Instead of praising their Celestial Clan, he actually praised the Saint of the Demon Clan without caring about who was around.

As if she, the young emperor, didn't exist?

Yue Qinxue stood up unwillingly and was about to join in the conversation, but unexpectedly, Lei Shen and Ren Yi finished their words and returned to their seats.

Close your eyes and rest your mind.

Yue Qinxue's nails pressed deeply into her palms.

Qing Shu Tianzun patted her shoulder soothingly, "Today is not only a fight between us and the demons, but also a time to make a name for ourselves in the three realms, so be patient."

Today, in addition to the three largest races in the three realms, namely the Heavenly Demons, many cultivators from other races have also come.

Yaksha tribe, fishman tribe, mountain spirit tribe, werewolf tribe...

There are also countless independent cultivators, tens of thousands of them!

Outside the barrier of Dingkun Valley, the Human Emperor sent 100,000 soldiers to garrison.

And a piece of the Thousand Machine Stone that can see the situation inside the valley was placed outside.

In this way, the monks outside can also see everything at the first time.

The three tribes of heaven, man, and demons did this to show their strength, while the cultivators outside felt that this was a unique opportunity to obtain intelligence about the three realms.

Thinking of this, Yue Qinxue suppressed the anger in her heart and sat down silently again.

Huyan Luo Liuguang picked up the teacup and said to the attendant behind him:

"How's the investigation going?"

Guard Bai Jian looked at Liu Guang cautiously, and said after a while:

"They were all inside the barrier for the past few days and couldn't be seen."

"They removed the barrier in the last few days, but all ten of us stayed in our rooms and didn't leave, so..."

Liu Guang glanced at him coldly, "So you didn't find anything?"

"It's not like we didn't find anything." Bai Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Zarshi has been practicing arm swings in the room for three days. He might be practicing boxing."

"Baichuan Menghu has been clenching his fists, maybe he is practicing boxing."

"The Venerable ...

Liuguang turned his head and stared at Bai Jian, his eyes becoming increasingly unfriendly.

"Why, he's also practicing boxing?"

"No! Definitely not! I guess these are just tricks, they must have been secretly blessed!"

Liuguang's mouth twitched, and as anger rose in his heart, he heard Ren Yi, who was sitting in the upper seat, say with a smile:

"Isn't this the monk who has been squatting outside our room for three days? His report should be quite interesting, right?"

"That was a close call. I almost helped you." She looked at Liu Guang and said sarcastically, "I tested it myself and it almost worked."

Liuguang's face twitched as he looked at Ren Yi with murderous intent in his eyes.

Ren Yi no longer looked at him and casually stuffed the crystal clear grapes into his mouth.

Liuguang crushed the teacup in his hand, his tone cold.

"After we go in, keep an eye on Alan Wangsu and the others for me."

"If you fail, you know the consequences."

Bai Jian is Black Sword's younger brother and is inferior to Black Sword in every aspect.

But he is loyal and has practiced formations for many years, so he is considered a talented person.

Bai Jian's face turned pale and he nodded immediately.

The ten people participating in the competition this time are all the elite of their Huyanluo family.

The result of the Demonic Competition is not important. What is important is that the Saint must not win the hearts of the people.

When the Human Emperor saw that everyone had gathered, he loudly announced the official start of the Three Realms Martial Arts Competition.

The thirty contestants from the Celestial Clan first stood on the central teleportation array.

The Human Emperor held a long scroll and introduced their schools, realms, and achievements one by one.

Everyone who can participate in the Demonic Martial Arts Competition is an elite. No matter how outstanding their resume is, it cannot surprise others.

The Human Emperor recited for a while and suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked towards the Human Emperor, only to see him quickly glance at the scroll before lifting it up and looking it over from front to back.

After a long while, he slowly read out a short sentence.

[Xiaoyao Tianzun, the early stage of the fifth level, entered Yunhai Pavilion ten days ago to discuss matters. ]

The monks in the audience were suddenly in an uproar.

"A fifth-level Heavenly Venerable? No way, isn't it true that only the sixth-level Heavenly Venerable can be called a Heavenly Venerable?"

"Her title of Heavenly Venerable does not refer to her realm, but her position. She is the deliberative elder of Yunhai Pavilion."

"Can she be a council elder? Did she sleep with him or offer him treasures?"

"I heard that he saved the Thunder God and got back the Zhengyang Mirror."

"Saved the Thunder God? Why didn't you say you saved the Heavenly Dao? The Zhengyang Mirror has always been in the hands of the Demon Prince. How could she get it?"

"Ever since the Emperor of Heaven went into seclusion, anyone can become an elder."

"Our Tianzun still has countless powerful monks, but they are all in seclusion practicing and not coming out to participate in these worldly affairs. Otherwise, would it be her turn?"

"It's so funny! The elders of the council are here to participate in the Heavenly Demon Martial Competition."

"He must want to become famous and take the opportunity to get close to a few powerful monks, so that he won't have to worry about the future."

The harsh words of the crowd rang out without any reservation.

Yue Qinxue smiled with satisfaction. As expected, these people were enough to make Xiaoyao feel ashamed without her having to do anything herself.

But when her eyes fell on Xiaoyao, she saw Xiaoyao standing there calmly.

There was a faint smile on his face.