383 The King of Demon Snake

Many monks around had noticed Ye Feng and Scar. Seeing Ye Feng joining the Dark Temple through a battle, they all thought Ye Feng was too stupid and a little regretful. However, most monks were gloating and even looked forward to the next competition Ye Feng would hold.

"I don't know how strong this cultivation is. If it's OK, maybe we can buy him and make a big profit."

"No matter how strong this cultivation is, his realm must be higher than ours. It's a pity to have to die in the arena after cultivating to such a high level."

"That's right, this kind of cultivation is really a waste for him, but the battles of high-level monks are very rare and exciting. We will have a good show this time."

"Yes, it's not in vain today. It's worthy of the high entrance fee to be able to see the experts fighting."

"It looks so beautiful. If I meet him at a slave auction house, I will definitely buy him back."

"Looking at his appearance, the blood must be very delicious."

Onlookers were talking and saying everything, but Ye Feng's eyes swept over, and they immediately showed fear. They turned their heads and dared not look at Ye Feng, and they did not dare to point in front of Ye Feng. After all, although there were many cultivators and demons here, there were very few people who could reach Ye Feng's realm.

Ye Feng was too lazy to argue with these bystanders, so he immediately took a big step and left according to the instructions on the token. Wherever he passed, whether it was a demon, a monk, or a ghost, he quickly flashed to the side. A road miraculously appeared in the crowded crowd, and Ye Feng's majesty was no less than the four great King Kongs and the main manager of the arena.

However, Ye Feng is very different from the four King Kongs and the arena managers. When encountering some people who don’t have time to dodge, they will directly kill them, which is quite cruel and domineering. Ye Feng will wave his hand and slap them aside, but will not kill them at will.

Obviously, Ye Feng is not a bloodthirsty person, and he will never kill for no reason. However, this move fell into the eyes of the bystanders, but they did not think Ye Feng was kind, but despised Ye Feng, thinking that Ye Feng must be not strong enough and fierce enough, so he did not even dare to kill.

Ye Feng didn't care about the views of these bystanders. In his opinion, these bystanders were really ridiculous. He only knew how to gloat, but he never thought that they might become those who could not get out of the way and be killed.

Ye Feng soon arrived at the Dark Temple to prepare a training room specially prepared for the fighters. He found that although the spiritual energy of this training room was far less than that of the Cold Ice Cave Heaven, it was quite abundant for ordinary monks. In addition, there were also some jade bottles filled with elixirs and two beautiful girls tied up.

These jade bottles are all excellent spiritual pills, especially suitable for use in Ye Feng's realm. They are not so precious to Ye Feng, but very rare for other monks.

Of course, Ye Feng, based on the principle that more people are better, did not waste these spiritual pills. With a wave of his hand, he immediately put these spiritual pills and jade bottles into the storage ring.

As for the two beautiful girls, they only have the cultivation level of Qi training, and are specially prepared by the Dark Temple for some men participating in the battle.

Other male cultivators or male demons will vent their vent on such girls, and may eventually swallow such girls.

If the females participate in the battle, the Dark Temple will send young, handsome, and low-level men for those who participate in the battle to have fun, vent and relieve stress.

For the vast majority of the fighters, the Dark Temple's move was very humane and thoughtful and generous, but Ye Feng frowned slightly at this time.

Obviously, Ye Feng also believed that those with low cultivation could be ravaged and killed at will. However, Ye Feng knew that if he did not move these two girls, these two girls would eventually die, but would die under the ravages of other fighters. Therefore, Ye Feng waved his big hand and put the two girls into the Ice Cave Heaven.

Of course, Ye Feng did not sit and wait in the quiet room, but took a flat crystal. This crystal was a magic weapon equipped in the quiet room. It can watch the ongoing competitions in the arena through simple operations, and even participate in gambling directly.

Ye Feng looked through and found that the most competition in the arena was the peak of the Golden Pill, which was not exciting for him, the master of Nascent Soul, but gambling aroused Ye Feng's intense interest.

With Ye Feng's high-level monk's eyes and rich combat experience, it is easy to see which side is stronger and who is weaker. Then he bets, seven or eight times can win some spirit stones in ten times. As for the two or three times lost, it is obviously controlled by the Dark Temple behind the back.

"The Dark Temple is really not simple. With my eyesight, I have won very few people in such gambling, let alone other visitors." Ye Feng gambled for a while and said in surprise.

Ye Feng found that although he won more times and lost less times, he would lose a lot every time he lost, and when he won less, he won less. In the end, he had a chance to win and lose dozens of times, but he actually won only dozens of top-grade spirit stones, which was far from the amount he expected.

However, Ye Feng didn't know that he could win dozens of top-grade spirit stones in a short time. This was definitely a gambling master in the arena where the bet was almost completely controlled by the Dark Temple, and even attracted the attention of the main manager of the arena and the tracking and investigation of the Dark Temple.

When the furious stadium manager learned that the gambling master was Ye Feng, he became happy, because in his opinion, no matter how much Ye Feng wins, he will swallow it all in the end.

When Ye Feng won more than 100 top-grade spirit stones, Ye Feng's first battle finally began. When Ye Feng entered the arena through a special passage, the whole world instantly changed from quiet to extremely noisy. The shocking shouts even Ye Feng was infected, his blood boiled a little, and his whole body exuded a strong fighting spirit.

Although there are buildings in the arena, you can actually see the sky. The place for fighting is set up in the center of the entire arena, with striking stands around it, getting higher and higher, looking up at the dark audience.

No matter what they usually do, these audiences are infected by the atmosphere in the venue, and at the same time they are also infected with the atmosphere. They cheer like thunder, shouting wildly, and most of them are even standing. Only some of the noble identities and the audience sitting in the VIP seats are still sitting.

However, even these VIPs were already hot in their hearts. If they hadn't taken into account their identity, they would probably be even more crazy than other audiences.

Ye Feng felt very shocked. According to his vision, there were probably at least 100,000 people in the entire arena, and they were all monks and demons.

However, Ye Feng immediately returned to peace. Ye Feng knew that these audiences were watching the show. They didn't care about his life and death. They only care about whether his life and death were wonderful. In their eyes, he was not much different from some monsters that had appeared before. At most, they were stronger and more beautiful.

Their cheers were not to welcome him, but to welcome the upcoming battle, because this will be the first battle between high-level existences on this day. They all believe that this battle will be very exciting and make them feel that the trip is worth it.

At the same time, a black-robed monk who was specifically responsible for commenting and inciting public emotions immediately appeared above the arena. The black-robed monk pointed at the bottom, overshadowing the cheering voices of the cultivators, and introduced with passion:

"The following competition will be the most exciting game today. The strength and odds of both sides have been clearly displayed on the magic weapons in your hands. Friends who want to bet, please hurry up. First of all, we invite our first fighter to have a mysterious origin and a human cultivator who has reached the middle stage of the fourth level. Well, by the way, this friend, what do you call me?"

"The original scholastics are here to compete. As long as the competition is exciting, the name will not be reported. If you have to call me, then call me Wuming."

Of course Ye Feng would not report his real name. He joined the Holy See of Light and became the new bishop. I am afraid that the Dark World would have known his name for a long time. If he signs up here, the Dark Temple will immediately send masters to surround him and even the Emperor of Darkness may take action directly. By then, he will not even be able to save his life, let alone mixing into the Dark Temple and stealing the other half of the instant death spell.

"Wu Ming? Good name, mysterious enough, I like it. Let me invite another person to participate in the battle. Although our noble Thunder Heavenly Snake King Tiansnake King is a monster, he has the bloodline of a holy beast, and is also a powerful existence in the middle stage of the fourth level. It is just around the corner. Its strength is comparable to that of a fourth-level medium-level body refining cultivator. He has killed five cultivators of the same level one after another, and has contributed nine very exciting battles to us. I believe it will not disappoint us this time."

The commentator was slightly stunned and quickly reacted, and then introduced another person to participate in the battle, a sky-blue snake with an extremely huge body and a foot long.

The big snake's head was triangular, swallowing and spitting blood-red core, and its white and sharp teeth were looming. The sound of breathing was like thunder. The blood-red eyes were emitting bloodthirsty and a cold light. The snake's head was raised high and stared at Ye Feng, who was very small in comparison. His body was covered with armor-like snake scales and clouds that kept flashing with thunder. It was full of wild aura. When it moved, it was as fast as a strong wind and fierce. As soon as it appeared, it immediately attracted waves of cheers and shouts.

Obviously, this demon snake, known as the Thunder Sky Snake King, is worthy of its name. It is much stronger than Ye Feng in the eyes of the cultivators. Even when Ye Feng suddenly saw the demon snake, his pupils shrank, and he was very afraid.

383 The King of Demon Snake
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