Challenge Station.

There was silence and silence.

The Holy Lord of the Demon stood leisurely and talked to Lin Yan from time to time, very casually. To him, this so-called "Tower Championship" is nothing at all, and there will be no rivals. It only takes a few more hours to settle.

"Master, why don't I challenge it?" Lin Xuan hesitated.

"No need." The Holy Lord of the Demon curled his lips indifferently, glanced around and smiled, "How can these little kids have this bear gall?"

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, I'm just afraid of it." Lin Wen's eyes flashed.

"Nothing, who is your master afraid of?" The Holy Lord of the Demon glared, "You rabbit courage, I have to rely on you to delay time. I won so disgracefully. How could I raise my head if I tell you!"

There are only a few hours left.

At this moment, as long as Lin Yan joins the battle and challenges the Holy Lord of the Demon, as long as he does not lose, he will never be able to compete in the next round of challenge, and it will be delayed until the end of time. According to the rules, the challenge will last for up to six hours, which is beyond the draw, but there are less than six hours left now.

"Yes, Master." Lin Fengdi nodded despite a little worried.

With the strength of the human and demon lord, there is really nothing to be afraid of.

Suddenly—

"Oh?" Lin Fengdi was slightly stunned, feeling several powerful auras approaching at extremely fast speed. Looking back, the auras expanded to more than a dozen, dozens of auras, increasing continuously, and Lin Fengdi's eyes suddenly lit up.

There must be a "cause" when so many strong people come at once.

Turning his head to look at the master, the Holy Lord of the Demon was still expressionless at this time, as if he was mentally prepared, Lin Yan pondered slightly without saying a word.

However, an uproar broke out around.

"King of Flame!"

"There is also the King of Great!"

"Wow, even Emperor Yao is here!"

...

The quiet atmosphere was quickly broken.

The pressure brought by the Holy Lord of the Demon is still as strong as the arrival of dozens of figures. Among them, Emperor Yao, King Yan, and King Ju have the peak strength of the holy level. Perhaps one is not as good as the Holy Lord of the Demon, but with the Taoyuan power behind them, these Taoyuan powerhouses are no less inferior.

"Yeah, who am I?" The Holy Lord of the Demon spoke with a smile.

"Hello, senior." Emperor Yao nodded slightly. Although he used respectful words, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and he had a great style.

"Tsk tsk, it's not bad, I know a little politeness." The Holy Lord of the Demon looked at Emperor Yao, narrowed his eyes, with a little appreciation in his eyes. "Are you Yao? Shun's first disciple, he really looks like Shun." Looking up and down, the Holy Lord of the Demon was calm and he did not have any intention of killing.

"I don't know if my seniors are coming to challenge the platform..." Emperor Yao did not go around and was straight to the point.

"What, I can't participate?" The Holy Lord of the Demon glared and changed his face as soon as he said he changed his face.

"That's not." Emperor Yao shook his head with a smile. "It's just that this is a battle between juniors, and it's hard to wait for the elegant hall. I don't want even seniors to be interested."

"Is that?" The Holy Lord of the Demon narrowed his eyes and smiled, "What a wise man, he speaks well. In fact, why do you have to go around? Just say that I don't welcome you to participate in the competition, wouldn't it be a feat?" His voice was arrogant, and everyone muttered in their hearts, who dares to say the three words "not welcome"?

There are already bloody examples in front of it. The poor Gui Yunfeng was killed just after he touched the edge.

Yao was not angry and still kept smiling, "It's just that seniors bully the small in such a way, will there be a little disgrace?"

Every word is sonorous. Every sentence is like hitting seven inches, causing the murderous intent to flash in the eyes of the demon Lord.

It is easy to kill Yao with his strength, but Yao is not alone in front of him. Shun's disciples are now firmly standing on Yao's side. If Yao is to move Yao, he will inevitably arouse public outrage and will pay a great price.

Before he could do so, he didn't want to take this move.

"I'm happy, I like it." The Holy Lord of the Demon looked like a scoundrel, with a look of 'You bite me'.

But behind Yao, the Yan King, the face of King Ju was ashen, and everyone dared not speak out.

"Senior, have you decided?" Yao's eyes lit up slightly.

"Yes!" The Holy Lord of the Demon looked directly at Yao without any hesitation.

The brief calmness seemed to freeze in an instant.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Yao, waiting for his next move, but...

Yao's glasses were shattered.

"I understand." Yao just nodded slightly, then stopped talking and turned around and left. He left the saints of Taoyuan with a look of surprise and the human and demon lord who also felt inexplicable, but he didn't know what Yao sold in the gourd.

"Senior Brother!" "Senior Brother, you..." Headed by King Yan and King Ju, everyone rushed to surround Xiang Yao, but wanted to know what was going on with him.

Just let the human and demon lord advance to the decisive battle?

How the results are completely foreseeable.

"Do you have a better way?" Yao was still very calm, as if nothing had happened.

One question left everyone speechless.

Yes, what else can I do?

"Using the power of all of us, we will force the Holy Lord to withdraw from the competition!" The King of Flame's eyebrows condensed and his fighting spirit was full of fighting.

"Why don't he retreat?" Yao asked back.

"Then let's fight!" The Yan King was full of courage and arrogant.

Yao said calmly, "There are only two kinds of results. First, we were all killed, and the Holy Lord of the Demon was injured." Huan looked at everyone, and Yao continued, "Second, some of us were killed, and the Holy Lord of the Demon was injured and escaped." His voice was very calm, but it made everyone look extremely ugly.

What Yao said is the truth.

Maybe they can gain the advantage of numbers to force the Holy Lord of the Demon, but so what?

The possibility of killing the Holy Lord of the Demon is almost zero.

"But it is not a solution for us to avoid this." King Ju hesitated.

"Who said it was not a solution?" Yao spoke slowly and looked at everyone, "Do you know why... the Holy Lord of the Demons chose to participate in the competition on the last day?" Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, with a puzzled look in their eyes. Yao said slowly, "Because he is afraid of variables, he is not invincible in the human world. No matter how strong he is, he is just a warrior."

"Let's talk about the ratings for the final battle, there will be seven days to buffer."

"So what if he is allowed to become the lord of the Southern Domain?" Yao smiled, "Don't I retreat too?"

Everyone understood immediately and nodded thoughtfully.

But they are too superficial in their view of the problem.

The old King Yan and Ju Wang blushed, feeling quite embarrassed, especially the King Yan was too impulsive.

"Don't worry." Yao smiled, "Things are far from the worst, and even the preliminary round is not over now. Isn't there two hours left in the year period?" Looking into the distance, Yao seemed to be worth it and said lightly, "Maybe..."

“There will be variables.”

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variable.

What is a variable?

People are the biggest variable.

In the hall of the Artifact Refiner Alliance, Wang Shi and Mrs. Nangong were discussing fiercely. Although three days have passed, the two still argued. Six unprecedented weapon refining techniques in the fighting spirit world, three of which can be practiced by star-domain-level weapon refiners, which are extremely precious!

"I think it's best to present it separately." Mrs. Nangong's eyes were burning.

"Present together will be more beneficial to the development of weapon refiners." Wang Shi was not willing to be outdone.

"But for Lin Feng and for our Zhuquezhou Artifact Refiner Alliance, the benefits will be much less." Mrs. Nangong confronted her tit-for-tat.

"Lin Feng is not a stingy person, he is sincere and selfless!" Wang Shi also has a stubborn temper.

"It's because of this that we have to help him get the greatest compensation." Mrs. Nangong said seriously.

...

Two people say one, one sentence, one sentence one sentence.

Although it was not a quarrel, it was also blushing and no one was willing to give in.

It fell into Lin Feng's ears in the distance. He felt a sudden laugh and shook his head. He didn't expect that he would see such a scene as soon as he came out. Could it be that they had fought for three days, right? Lin Feng said lightly in his heart, smiling silently.

The two of them looked like this, and it would not be possible to end in a short while.

"Stop fighting." Lin Feng immediately interrupted.

The sound was loud, and it was surrounded by bells in this hall. Instantly, Wang Shi and Mrs. Nangong stopped quarreling, and their eyes suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Actually you all make sense." Lin Feng smiled and looked at the two of them. He whispered slightly, "Let's do it, one step back, three star-level weapon refining techniques will be presented at one time, and the other three holy-level weapon refining techniques will be slowly found to be the right time. What do you think?"

Wang Shi and Mrs. Nangong looked at each other, thought about it slightly, and nodded in agreement.

The handling is quite balanced and decisive.

By value, the three star-level weapon refining techniques are not as good as any holy-level weapon refining technique; according to demand, the three holy-level weapon refining techniques are not as good as any star-level weapon refining technique; so this kind of processing technique is comprehensive.

"I'm laughing." Wang Shi was embarrassed to scratch his head.

"Get out of seclusion so soon?" Mrs. Nangong also blushed slightly and changed the subject.

Lin Fengqing nodded, "Today is the last day, I'm going to participate in the throne competition."
To be continued...