Tyrannical Ocean San Tong was about 25 or 26 years old, about seven or eight years younger than Yuchi Changfeng. But as he walked to the center of the crowd, he exuded the aura of an overlord.
Hearing Tyrannical Ocean San Tong's voice, Yuchi Changfeng's eyes flashed with a cold light as he laughed dryly in response!
Su Yi stood in the middle of the crowd, his eyes narrowed as he looked at Tyrannical Ocean San Tong. Tyrannical Ocean San Tong waved his hand towards the Demon Subduing Sect disciples.
"Heavenly Dragon Sect and Divine Tiger Sect have arrived! Open the gates! "
The two Demon Subduing Sect disciples outside the arena had long been subdued by Tyrannical Ocean San Tong's aura. Their eyes were filled with panic as they hurriedly opened the gates!
"Boom!"
A powerful light shot out from the huge doors carved with ferocious beasts. A heavy aura surged out, and the doors swung open.
As though a door that had been sealed for many years had been opened, an incomparably thick demonic Qi rushed out.
According to Merciless West, before the Demon Subduing Sect was established, the Demon Subduing Colosseum was a place where the powerful Demon Subduing Sect battled. This was the place where they settled disputes over territories and tribes.
As he followed the crowd into the colosseum, Su Yi's blood began to boil with excitement. The berserk factor in his cells began to boil, and a small trace of blood appeared in his eyes.
"This feeling is very comfortable!" Su Yi's lips curled into a sinister smile. The Supreme Art of Origin was practically made for Youzhou. The more he circulated it, the more Ling Qi in the air gathered around Su Yi.
After entering the colosseum, they arrived at a vast and boundless plain. Lifting their heads slightly, they saw countless seats carved out of ancient stones on a high platform.
Around the square, there was a circle of Barbaric Demon statues. Each statue was as tall as three to four people, and their carvings were exquisite.
"These are all the ancient Demon Subduing Sect's subordinates! For the Demon Subduing Sect to be where they are today, it's all because of their blood! " Merciless West squinted her eyes and admired the tall beast-shaped statues. Each one of them was extremely ferocious and lifelike, as if one's soul would be taken away if one stared at them for too long.
All the participating disciples looked around curiously, and Su Yi was no exception. As he looked around at the tall and mighty statue, a strange feeling flowed through Su Yi's mind.
"Roar!"
In his eyes, the statues were all emitting a demonic purple light, as if they were talking to him.
The images in his eyes gradually blurred, turning into a real phantom that was running happily before Su Yi's eyes.
The thick, ancient aura kept assaulting Su Yi's soul. Soon, Su Yi was immersed in it.
"What a familiar feeling!" Su Yi exclaimed in his heart.
As if he'd traveled through time, Su Yi saw himself riding a ferocious and terrifying Barbaric Demon Beast on a flat, black ground. He was commanding thousands of Demonic Beasts, as if he was marching towards a certain goal.
The sky was filled with mystical flaming clouds, and an ancient voice that sounded like chanting could be heard from afar. It was vast and mighty, and its momentum shook the heavens.
The resplendent light, the soaring blood Qi, and the Demonic Beast Horde caused Su Yi's heart to tremble.
"All participating disciples, quickly come to the Four Spiritual Ice Ape statues to check your age and martial strength!" The deep voice pulled Su Yi's soul out of his body.
His mind was quickly pulled back from the illusion, and his eyes turned back to the arena. He found that all the people from the Bawang Sect were already on the high platform. Only the disciples who were going to participate in the ranking battle were left in the arena.
"Martial Strength?" The disciples present all had puzzled expressions on their faces.
On the other side of the arena, the Elder from the Demon Subduing Sect who had just spoken had a face full of vicissitudes of life. However, his voice was extremely loud, like a lion's roar that impacted the entire arena.
"Martial strength is closely related to the first round of the Heavenly Wind Trial. Everyone, quickly gather under the Four Spiritual Ice Apes. In four hours, the experts from the aristocratic families will be here!" The Elder said.
Immediately, the participating disciples looked at each other, covered their ears, and frowned.
"Gulp!"
That one sentence ignited the entire arena. The aristocratic families were like sacred grounds in the hearts of the Sky Barbarians. Anyone who could be taught a thing or two by any of the five aristocratic families would definitely become a top expert in the world.
"Su Yi, let's line up over there for the test!" Jun Haotian muttered, and pointed to the Ice Ape statues on the right.
The Four Spiritual Ice Apes had always appeared in pairs in ancient times. They were the most intelligent of the big ancient Demonic Beasts. They understood human nature and had strong soul energy.
Su Yi looked up, shrugged slightly, and headed south with the people from the Celestial Palace.
He glanced at the other three sides and saw that the Sky Dragon Sect had gone to the Northern Spiritual Ice Apes in the north for the test. The Sacred Mountain had gone to the Western Spiritual Ice Apes in the north, followed by many top forces.
In the south and east, there were many top forces from various continents lining up for the test.
Turning his head slightly, Jun Haotian was excited. Just as he was talking to Su Yi about what was going to happen, a familiar voice came from behind.
"Su Yi, long time no see!"
The voice was clear and melodious, like the ringing of a bell. Su Yi turned around and saw a group of familiar figures slowly walking in front of Su Yi. They looked nervous and uneasy.
"Su Yi, who is that?" Jun Haotian asked softly.
"An old friend of mine from the Shenjian Gate!" Su Yi naturally recognized them. His voice was slightly hoarse, and it was obvious that his soul had been shaken.
The one who spoke just now was Mu Yao, followed by Gong Qi, Sakura Asaka, Ryugun River, Sword Eleven, Ouyang Ran, and the others. Their eyes were filled with respect and fear.
Everyone had actually seen Su Yi long ago, but they didn't go up to greet him. At this time, Mu Yao finally couldn't help but call out to Su Yi.
The scene of them gathering instantly pulled Su Yi back to the happy days at the Shenjian Gate, and a smile appeared on his face.
Speaking of the Shenjian Gate, other than Elder Su, they were Su Yi's most precious wealth.
"You guys are here too!" Su Yi looked at Mu Yao, Gong Qi, and Sakura Asaka were dressed in palace makeup, looking flustered.
The unfamiliarity that they had not seen for a long time was instantly smoothed out by Su Yi's attitude, and a shy smile appeared on their faces.
"En, en, I saw the battle between you and the Holy Mountain's Great Holy Son just now! Su Yi, you're so powerful now! "Mu Yao's cherry lips curved, and her eyes were filled with admiration.
"Yes, Su Yi, you've become so strong now!" Sakura Asaka was still as eccentric as ever, and jumped in front of Su Yi.
"You guys are not bad! Those who were together back then have all come to participate in the Tianfeng Ranking Tournament! "Su Yi smiled and affectionately patted Sakura Asaka's head.
"You're still such a hooligan!" Sakura Asaka's face flushed red from Su Yi's affectionate touch, and she quickly walked to Gong Qi's side.
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