Chapter 390 The fight is over, the leader arrives
Mo Wudao looked at the tens of millions of Half-Saints below, and a slight difference flashed in his eyes. He originally thought that it would be difficult to increase the number of demon soldiers to tens of millions!
After all, there are ten million and a half saints, how can they be summoned so easily?
But now it seems that he has indeed underestimated the current fame of the Demon Sect and the charm of the elixir. There are actually tens of millions of semi-saints!
"The arena match?"
Mo Wudao shook his head. If it were an arena match, it would take too long. He didn't have so much time to watch here!
He still has to go back and take the Zunjing elixir as food and practice hard!
Moreover, the selection of the helmsman is mainly for the purpose of controlling one side, while the selection of the magic soldiers is mainly for killing, so the method should be special!
Mo Wudao looked at the tens of millions of semi-saints below with a trace of blood in their eyes. With a wave of his hand, he directly used the demonic energy to draw a circle of 100,000 kilometers in the distance!
Then he said coldly:
"The rules for selecting demon soldiers are that there are no rules. All personnel enter the circle and fight each other until there are nine million living beings left."
"If you can't hold it in any longer, take the initiative to escape from the circle, but if you don't enter the circle and just give up, you will be killed without mercy!"
What?
After listening to Mo Wudao's words, all the creatures exploded instantly. What kind of method is this? A big fight?
The Demon Sect's selection could be so cruel, and some creatures suddenly showed fear. In such a chaotic fight, the possibility of death is too great!
But no one dares to say that they want to quit. After all, Mo Wudao has just said that anyone who quits now will die!
Li Changsheng also looked at Mo Wudao differently and nodded secretly. I have to say that the creatures selected by this method are really suitable for the status of demon soldiers!
"The selection starts now!" Mo Wudao shouted.
Tens of millions of Half-Saints did not dare to hesitate and quickly flew towards the competition circle. At the same time, they immediately distanced themselves from the creatures around them. At this time, all the creatures around them might be enemies!
However, there are always those who are lucky and secretly follow the large army, but secretly take out the teleportation talisman in their hands and plan to escape directly!
Tear!
There was a shocking tearing sound!
I saw a Deer Clan Half-Saint holding a teleportation talisman in his hand. He fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face, and his body turned into the true form of an elk and split into two halves!
At the same time, a demon sect disciple wearing black robes appeared, holding a bloody dagger with a cold face. He looked at the corpse on the ground, with a trace of disdain in his eyes, and said coldly:
"Bah, how dare you to join my demon sect? You can give me extra food at night!"
After saying that, the black-robed disciple picked up the deer carcass and disappeared in a flash!
At the same time, there were no less than a few hundred Deer Clan Half-Saints who died together, from all races. The same thing was that they all held teleportation talismans in their hands!
brush.!
Seeing such a scene, some creatures immediately suppressed their thoughts of running away and rushed towards the battle circle!
Running away now will definitely lead to death. It is better to go in and fight for a while before leaving. Although there is danger, at least death is not guaranteed!
Time passes slowly!
A few hours passed before I knew it, and whether it was a competition in the ring or a battle between demon soldiers, it had all reached a fever pitch!
On one of the arenas!
A tauren held a big ax and shouted:
"One ax will chop off your head, two axes will chop off your toes, and three axes will destroy your soul. You're not dead, so let's do it again."
As the tauren swung, the ax in his hand cut through the void, creating a billowing and inexplicable artistic conception that was irresistible!
He, who only had the second level of the Saint, was able to defeat a strong man on the third level of the Saint with his unique axe!
"Pay attention to this tauren. Even if he is eliminated, let him join the Demon Cult!" Li Changsheng looked at the tauren's ring and said, with a glimmer of light in his eyes. He could tell that this tauren's martial arts were good!
"yes!"
Fang Gan nodded in response. He could also see the mystery of the moves used by the tauren, but he obviously didn't know them all. He only had three moves back and forth.
"Hall Master, although this man's martial arts skills are not bad, there is no need to open the back door. Is there anything special about him?" Fang Qian bowed to Li Changsheng and asked, with a hint of doubt in his tone.
"There's nothing special. I feel like his personality should make the Demon Tiger King like him. Let's assign him to the Demon Tiger Palace when the time comes!" Li Changsheng said with a smile.
"Yes!" Fang Qian nodded again.
"Master of the Demon Hall, have you found any good seeds over there?"
"It's okay, the quality is good. If you train hard, you should be able to not disappoint the leader!"
Mo Wudao replied with a smile, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes. With these tens of millions of demon soldiers, the war hall's strength will surely improve by leaps and bounds again!
The battle continues!
one day!
Two days!
Unknowingly, the Demon Cult Competition has been going on for a week, and the entire competition arena is filled with evil spirits and blood!
As the number of places decreases one by one, the competition becomes more and more cruel, and countless creatures would rather die than retreat!
boom!
As a creature was directly knocked out of the ring by the opponent, the quota for the helmsman trial was officially filled!
Countless beings who did not qualify looked disappointed, but did not dare to cause trouble. They could only pray that the next Demon Sect competition would come soon!
the other side!
"stop!"
Mo Wudao stood up directly, shouted loudly, and emitted billowing demonic energy, which quickly enveloped the tens of millions of Half-Saints who were still fighting!
Pa. Pa.. Pa..!
The battle circle was already blood-curdling and could not be stopped at all. With the coming of the pressure from Mo Wudao, tens of millions of semi-saints were pressed to the ground in an instant, unable to get up!
Many of the seriously injured were bleeding from all seven orifices. They were almost crushed to death. Fortunately, after only three breaths, Mo Wudao withdrew his pressure!
In the distant void!
Countless creatures were still hiding in the void and watching. During this week, they did not move at all, and did not even dare to blink!
"It's so scary. Such a terrifying fight really opened my eyes. This matter will not be over until I brag about it for tens of thousands of years!"
"It's finally over. More than 10,000 light saints have died. I'm afraid that even if the two holy courts go to war, they won't die so many!"
"My pants have been wet five times. If it's not over, I'll have to pee!" A dog-headed man said with a tremor.
Damn!
The other creatures immediately covered their noses and stayed away from the dog-headed man!
"I say, the Demon Cult has recruited so many disciples, aren't they afraid that there are traitors inside? I guess many forces will send people to sneak in!" A great sage said leisurely while looking at the direction of the arena.
After hearing this, the other creatures nodded. They also thought of this. The Demon Cult recruited so many disciples at a time, and their loyalty might be difficult to get!
Just when all the creatures thought that the melons were eaten and they were about to leave!
Li Changsheng and Mo Wudao, who were sitting on the magic chairs, stood up and bowed in the direction of the Heavenly Demon Peak and shouted:
"Welcome the leader to come!"
