Feng is also one of Yan Ning’s rare acquaintances among the demons. The two of them are barely born and die in the Lion City, so they have a good relationship.

Especially Feng Yi has always been very nervous and has a low IQ. When he meets a person like Yan Ning who is both powerful and smart, he will naturally be convinced and trust him very much, and he will vaguely regard him as the boss.

Yan Ning nodded to Feng, and looked around, more and more young demons from the demons gathered around the martial arts competition platform of the Blood Conference. All of these young heroes were fierce and burly, as big as a moving hill.

Yan Ning is a normal taller among the human race, but among the demon race, he is just a small man. In the eyes of these young heroes, Yan Ning is not at all prominent.

"When will the Blood Conference be held?" Yan Ning asked.

Feng replied: "The city lord, Emperor Mu, will start soon, and the bloodshed meeting will be chaired by him."

The Lich King and others showed strange smiles, and they must have been silent for a while in their hearts for the lofty Emperor Mu.

After all, the good blood conference of Giant Spirit City will be completely turned into a muddy water today because of Yan Ning's arrival. Anyone who wants to participate will probably lose his skin even if he passes Yan Ning's hand.

The red red steel rocks are each surrounded by a flag, representing the four directions of the Giant Spirit City. Between these flags, there are faint demonic energy connected to each other. This is also one of the rules of the Blood Conference. As long as any party knocks down the opponent or lets the opponent fly out of the competition platform, it will be regarded as a victory.

The demon clan is already a small population, and is in a weak position among the four races, so he attaches great importance to the life of each demon clan. No deaths are allowed at the Blood Conference, otherwise the other party will be punished by the demon clan the most severely.

After a while, Moody indeed walked out of the city lord's mansion. Today, Moody was wearing black armor and was surrounded by the black demonic energy, looking majestic, completely different from the restrained appearance that Yan Ning had seen before.

I believe Moody did this to inspire the young demons and make them feel more excited after being stimulated by themselves.

Sure enough, as soon as Moody appeared, the young demons couldn't help but scream. Their screams were different, some looked like wolves, some looked like lions, but they were all wild images.

"Why don't you shout?" Miao Dabao looked at Feng in confusion.

Feng scratched the back of his head: "I followed Boss Luosen outside before, and I often saw Emperor Mu wearing armor."

The implication is that I am used to the trial and there is nothing to be excited about.

I saw the purpose ascend, stepping on the dark clouds formed by demonic energy, floating above the competition platform. His eyes were like torches, as if a general was scrutinizing the army, sweeping among the demon youths around the competition platform. Wherever he went, all of the demon youths stood up straight and were full of energy and spirit. He had to show his peak side to the city lord.

Moody was very satisfied with the demon youth in Giant Spirit City, but his eyes suddenly stopped on Yan Ning and he couldn't help but frown: Didn't I not let this kid come? Why did he appear again?

Luo Sen stood by the competition platform, and he was the referee of the blood meeting, and by the way, he stopped the vicious battle. After all, all the demons were brave and warlike, and sometimes they didn't even recognize their own father when they fought.

At this time, he also looked at Yan Ning and his group in confusion, praying in his heart that this kid would not fight Moody.

Yan Ning waved at Moody and smiled slightly.

Moody ignored Yan Ning's actions and said to the demon young man in front of him: "I know that many demon young men are very dissatisfied with the emergence of the Arrival, believing that an outsider should not enter Jingtao Valley and should not let the demon's hope be placed on her. Therefore, the Demon Lord gave everyone a chance. As long as he wins today's bloodshed conference, he can go to Jingtao Valley in half a year and fight with the Arrival himself!"

"If you win the Arrival, the Demon Lord's closed disciple will change his name."

"If you lose, the hope of the demon clan can only fall on the descendants."

"Then, every city in Jiusha City will select the ten strongest demon youths, plus the small cities around Jingtao Valley, a total of one hundred strong men. Are you there here?"

The young demons around the competition platform suddenly turned red and let out the biggest roar he had ever made: "Yes!"

"You have already understood the rules, so next, let the Demon Emperor Luosen preside over the presidency!"

After Moody finished speaking, he shook the cloak behind him and was about to return to the seat outside the gate of the city lord's mansion. Luo Sen had just stepped on the stage, but Yan Ning's voice floated:

"Boss Rosen, wait a moment."

Luo Sen looked at Yan Ning with an awkward face: "What's wrong?"

Moody also sat in his seat, staring at Yan Ning with his eyes.

Yan Ning didn't feel shy when he was staring at so many people, but raised his chest and said, "Is the blood meeting in a hurry? Can you give me half an hour?"

Half an hour, it was just a matter of time for everyone to chat. Thousands of young demons gathered around the martial arts competition platform. They were afraid that they would not end until the night after tomorrow, so Luo Sen was not in a hurry: "What do you want to do?"

"hey-hey."

Yan Ning bowed and smiled, flew onto the martial arts stage, stood in the center of the martial arts stage, and said to the demons below: "Sorry, I'm delaying everyone's time. I'll introduce myself first. Brother Yan Ning, the Yan of the King of Hell, is half-human and half-demon like Emperor Mu. I just came to Giant Spirit City from Cangxi and have always been curious about the strength of the demons' strong men, but due to my identity, I can't participate in the Blood Conference, so I want to fight for half an hour before the Blood Conference begins to compete with you."

Luo Sen frowned: "Yan Ning, you... seem a bit inappropriate, right?"

"It's only half an hour, it's not a real sword or a gun, right?" Yan Ning smiled, "What's more, I won't fight with everyone in vain. As long as I beat me, all these things will belong to you."

Yan Ning waved his hand and suddenly appeared in a corner of the martial arts competition platform. Among them, the rare elixirs and immortal herbs in the Extreme Demon Purgatory accounted for most of them. In addition, there are a large number of spirit stone magic weapons and magical powers.

Half of these come from Zhou Tianqi's collection, and the other half is Yan Ning's own belongings.

No matter what it is, the treasures Yan Ning took out are the most scarce in the Demon Purgatory and the good treasures that the demons wanted the most. When these treasures appeared, all the demons in the audience couldn't help but their eyes lit up. If Luo Sen was not standing on the stage, I was afraid that hundreds of demon young men would rush to the stage on the spot and competed to fight Yan Ning for 300 rounds.

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