Immortal World Supplier

If the Holy Son of Adam, the Holy Maiden of Worshiping the Moon won, it should be taken for granted.

Because of their reputation, these Terran audiences trust them and think it's normal for them to win.

But Fang Qi was different. Most of them had never heard of this name before fifteen minutes ago.

Fang Qi is well-known in Huatian City, and everyone knows it.

But compared to the entire world of cultivating immortals, Huatian City seems slim.

Fang Qi saw that the atmosphere was not very strong, but he was relieved a lot in his heart. This kind of scene was what he wanted to see the most.

Now is not the time to poke and pretend to be coercive, it's time to keep a low profile.

"Mingyu Demon Emperor, please continue to send your demon geniuses to play!"

Daozun Lu You held his head high and held his chest high, looking quite complacent, and there was a hint of joy and enthusiasm in his eyes.

To compete with someone like Mingyu Demon Emperor is to crush him to the ground, so that he can't make a move at all... That would be the best.

Those ordinary human audiences thought that Fang Qi's victory in this match was only due to luck, and that he would lose in the end, but Daozun Lu You's eyes seemed to have seen through everything.

Fang Qi is a person who is out of tune, very out of tune.

But he can always do some earth-shattering things time and time again.

For example, to heal his injuries and let him regain enlightenment.

Another example is today, digging out a pair of phantom magic pupils of the descendants of the demon king.

For another example, once in the secret realm of Tianyuan, he forced to kill the Son of the Heavenly Alliance.

Adding all these piles up one by one, it is enough to analyze the wonder of this person.

"Hehe...it's nature...it's nature..."

"Bakali, you're up for this game."

Mingyu Demon Emperor waved his hand, and the black-clothed demon who was standing beside him stood up with a gloomy expression.

This black-clothed demon looks a bit old-fashioned, but he doesn't look like a young demon under a hundred years old.

Daoist Lu You squinted his eyes and looked at this demon several times, and finally confirmed that this is indeed a 'young' demon with a bone age of ninety-nine years old.

Whether it's for immortal cultivators or demons, their lifespan is actually extremely long, and it often starts from a thousand years ago.

So a hundred years old...is a limit.

Anyone who is under a hundred years old can be called a teenager.

"Mingyu Demon Emperor really has secretly understood the rules!"

Daoist Lu You ridiculed secretly, which meant that Yu Mohuang was shameless enough.

According to the rules of the competition, the bone age is below 100 years old, so he simply came to a contestant with a bone age of 99 years old. It really wasn't a waste at all.

"Hehe... Each other each other."

The Demon Emperor Mingyu had an indifferent expression on his face, lying on the spot with his eyes wandering.

whoosh whoosh...

When Bakali made his debut on the first day of junior high school, the atmosphere in the stadium became restless again.

"Hey... this is a demon king!"

"Dead! That kid... can't be so lucky all the time..."

"Let's pin our hopes on the last contestant..."

"Speaking of... does the last contestant have any clues? We have so many geniuses in the demon race, so we can find a few cultivators at the stage of transformation, right?"

"Hehe... It's not easy. As long as those human geniuses on the century-old merit list are willing to appear, how can there be such arrogance of these demons?"

"Hey... I don't know who those seniors surnamed Qi are. This is a critical moment for the human race. Hurry up and come out!"

"That's right, what time is it, if I really want to lose to the demons, I'll leave Sand Sea City!"