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

In front of the altar, bursts of quarrels were heard.

The demons and the heavenly and human monks who came to support them sat together in twos and threes, each holding their chin and looking at the people in the middle.

Chu Yang: "Hurry up, tear a few more cracks, there are still so many people who haven't been teleported yet!"

Fang Qing: “Hurry up, hurry up!”

Yu Bai supported Yun An: "You need to take a breath after killing someone. Brother Yun An and Mo Yin have teleported several times!"

Chu Yang's eyes widened. "You flew over and formed a formation there, then you were completely exhausted and fell down with a thump."

Chu Yang stretched out a finger: "One move! You used one move!"

"We fought for a whole day and night, and in the end we had to chop down the Night Ghosts while dragging you back!"

"Aren't we tired?"

Fang Qing: “I’m so tired!”

Yun An was out of breath and pointed at him: "You, you... reckless man!"

Chu Yang rolled up his sleeves: "Reckless man? You were dragged back by a reckless man!"

Fang Qing put her hands on her hips and agreed: "That's right!"

Yu Bai was so angry that he was shaking all over: "We didn't waste a moment, we flew back immediately!"

Chu Yang: "What else? Eat, sleep, wash your hair and come back?"

……

Listening to their quarrel, the monks around them remained indifferent.

The demon monk sat on the pile of dark night ghost bodies and yawned:

"What round is this?"

The Celestial Clan monk who was meditating nearby closed his eyes and responded, "It's the third round."

Tiezhu counted on his fingers:

"The first time was a debate about whether to teleport back or leave here. The second time was a debate about whether the Celestial Clan or the Demon Clan had made greater contributions. The third time..."

The demon monk took over the conversation:

"The third time is now!"

Everyone sighed: Alas.

This was the scene he saw when Night Lion was resurrected again.

A group of monks gathered around to watch the show, and all the monks from their Dark Night Clan were tied up.

"You can't kill us!" The Dark Lion suddenly roared loudly, attracting everyone's attention, "We, the Dark Night Clan, are immortal!"

"We will eventually rule the entire... woooooo..."

Fang Qing took off her sweaty and smelly socks and stuffed them into his mouth.

"What are you talking about? Don't worry, I won't kill you. It would be too much trouble to kill you."

"Just lock you up, just lock you up!"

Seeing the scarlet eyes of the Night Lion, Yun An closed his eyes and suddenly said to Chu Yang:

"This time, you braved life and death to win us a chance to be rescued."

"You have indeed impressed me."

Chu Yang frowned. If someone scolded him, he had ten thousand words prepared.

But if the other party shows weakness to him, he really has nothing to say.

"Ahem, well...you, you didn't give up...Ahem, from now on, we can be considered brothers who have shared life and death together!"

After saying this, Chu Yang felt bad all over.

Did this socially fatal statement come from his mouth?

Why did he say this? Would the Celestials laugh at him?

"Okay! You guys, we're done!"

A rare smile appeared on Yun An's face.

Chu Yang frowned: "But... the king still belongs to our demon clan, don't even think about snatching him away!"

The key words in this sentence successfully triggered Yun An's anger switch.

Just as the two were about to start the fourth round of confrontation, the rescued monks arrived.

The demon cultivators who had gone ahead had arrived several hours ago.

Now Elder Bai and the others have also arrived.

The thrilling battle of the Three Realms Martial Arts Competition seems to have happened just yesterday.

After the random self-explosion and death together with the Dark Lord, many cultivators fled in all directions to avoid the Dark Night Ghost.

In front of this altar, many monks found their missing brothers and relatives.

Elder Bai walked through the crowd and grabbed Yun An's arm:

"Yun'an, where is your Majesty?!"

He searched around but couldn't see any figure.

Yun An shook his head slowly:

"Your Majesty activated the [Star Shift] and used the turbulence of time and space to send us back three days, thus saving you, the elders."

"Your Majesty asked us to wait here. When the time and space turbulence intersects again in three days, we can return to the normal timeline."

Elder Bai frowned, "Didn't you go to look for His Majesty?"

Yun An: "After we arrived here, we immediately encountered the Dark Night Monks, and then we went around to rescue them, but there was no news from the king."

Chu Yang turned to look at Tie Zhu: "Don't you have a soul contract with the king?"

"Ah?" Tiezhu closed his eyes and searched for a while.

Strangely, since coming here, he has not been able to find any news about the master.

But at this moment, it can be searched.

"The master is in the East Camp."

"what?!"

Everyone's eyes widened when they heard Tiezhu's words.

There are a large number of night elf monks in the East Camp.

Although I don’t know the exact number, it should be more than 10,000!

Chu Yang reacted immediately: "No wonder there has been no reinforcement here, it must be the king who helped us stop the dark night ghosts!"