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

As if she felt that this was not serious enough, the Demon Saint added:

"As long as you agree to join the demon clan, I will make you the fifth prince and give you an eighth-grade spiritual weapon - the Purple Lightning Sword."

"We demons are open-minded, brave and fearless. We respect the strong. If you join us, you will definitely be respected by everyone."

"On the other hand, your Celestial Clan harbors filth and excludes dissidents. Do you really want to work for such a Celestial Clan?"

Any words are sincere and powerful.

The expression on his face couldn't be more sincere, and the conditions offered couldn't be more tempting.

The cultivators of the demon clan were all whetted by what he said.

Xiaoyao Tianzun is not only powerful, but also a man of character. It would be nice if he could join their demon clan.

In contrast to the demons, all the celestials were staring at Xiaoyao Tianzun nervously.

In the first two rounds of the Demonic Martial Arts Competition, almost all the highlights were brought by Xiaoyao Tianzun.

But if Xiaoyao Tianzun betrays the Celestial Clan, they will not only be angry but also feel regretful.

It’s a pity that the Celestial Clan can’t even keep a good cultivator.

Baichuan Tiger, who was standing behind Ren Yi, coughed violently several times when he heard what Ren Yi said.

Kuang Jian turned around and looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

Baichuan Menghu tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth. One corner of his mouth was tilted up and the other was pressed down, and his face looked as if it was twitching.

The little master not only invited his clone, but also blew it up to the sky.

The young emperor of the Celestial Clan was so angry that he almost fainted.

He really is worthy of being my little master. When he praises himself, he is so cruel and ruthless.

Crazy Sword continued to ask: "Your face has lost its mind and it keeps twitching."

Meng Hu was worried that Kuang Jian would notice something, so he could only continue to recite silently:

"Sorrow comes, sorrow comes from every side!"

Kuang Jian: "You read it out loud."

Baichuan Tiger: “…………”

Xiaoyao Tianzun, who was at the center of the storm, finally spoke:

"Thank you for your appreciation, Witch Saint, but as long as I am a Celestial, I will be a Celestial for life."

"If the Celestial Clan is corrupt, I will cleanse the land; if the Celestial Clan is in trouble, I will sacrifice my soul to them."

She shouted loudly: "My heart will always belong to the Celestial Clan!"

The audience was boiling again.

The demon cultivator was not angry because of Xiaoyao Tianzun's rejection. Instead, he admired her even more.

The eyes of the Celestial Clan cultivators looking at Xiaoyao were full of admiration and fanaticism.

For no reason, a sense of pride welled up in my heart.

As long as there are people like Xiaoyao Tianzun in the Celestial Clan, the Celestial Clan will never fall!

Ren Yi nodded obediently, "Okay, I respect your choice."

After the show, he sat back in his chair and smiled at Yue Qinxue.

After the Heavenly Demon Competition, everyone in the Celestial Clan will remember the name of Xiaoyao Tianzun.

As much pride and confidence as the Xiaoyao Tian Clan brings, so much shame the Young Emperor brings.

But contrary to everyone's expectations, Yue Qinxue stood there without much emotion on her face.

He even gave Ren Yi a weird smile when Ren Yi looked at him.

Everyone rested on the spot and the third round of competition would start early tomorrow morning.

During this time, everyone can move around freely, rest and prepare for tomorrow's game.

Yue Qinxue returned to the lounge, released a barrier to block out sound and detection, and then burned a talisman in her hand.

It was a high-quality teleportation talisman, which instantly teleported Yue Qinxue to a dense forest.

It was quiet all around, with only the rustling of bamboo trees in the moonlight.

"You came."

Deep in the bamboo forest, a hooded woman walked out from the shadows.

She was wearing a pure white robe that covered her entire body.

Only a pair of light golden eyes were revealed, looking at Yue Qinxue quietly.

When Yue Qinxue saw this person, she immediately knelt down and saluted: "Greetings to the Grand Master!"

"Palace Ancestor, please save me! The Saint of the Demon Clan was originally my junior sister. She holds a grudge against me and keeps pressing me. Now she is hindering me at every turn in the Heavenly Demon Competition. If this continues, I am afraid I will lose!"

The look of the woman known as the temple ancestor was calm.

Yue Qinxue gritted her teeth and said, "It doesn't matter if I lose, but after that I will lose the title of Young Emperor, and I am afraid I can no longer work for you, the Grand Master..."

The pale golden pupils moved slightly, and looked at Yue Qinxue coldly.

"Are you threatening me?"

The cold murderous intent in his words made Yue Qinxue's face turn pale instantly:

"I dare not, but for your great plan, the Demon Saint must be eliminated!"

The woman with golden eyes said: "The Saint of the Demon Clan already has great prestige in the Demon Clan. She also has the support of the Mo Xiuluo Clan and has obtained the succession inheritance."

"Although the Demon Prince's attitude is unclear, it can be seen that he is inclined to help her."

"She can't move yet."

Yue Qinxue's heart skipped a beat when she heard the woman's words.

I didn't expect that she knew so much about the demons. There is really nothing that can be hidden from her!

"So...are we just going to let it go?"

The temple ancestor walked slowly forward, with moonlight pouring down from above her head.

"Although she can't move yet, we can cut off her arms first."

She suddenly raised her voice, "Your Excellency, since you are here, please come out and see me."

Yue Qinxue was stunned and subconsciously turned her head to look deep into the bamboo forest.

Prince Wan, dressed in a golden python robe, stood in the dark. His tiger eyes slowly swept over the two of them, finally landing on the woman with golden eyes.