Outside the restriction of the Bone Burial Temple, the Hell Demon Army and the Abyss Demon Army faced each other, but this time, there was an unexpected situation. Both sides found foreign aid.
Rather than saying that they found foreign aid, it was better to say that other races intervened. Originally, the two races discussed ten matches, but three spots were given to other races.
Fortunately, Yan Lei and Old Ghost Abyss were also shrewd people. Even if they suffered a loss, they didn't lose their momentum.
Yan Lei took out the demonic tool in his hand and set up a Sumeru Space arena in the gap between the two armies. Then he said, "You don't need to make a fuss. Take your rune token and leave. If you feel like you can't hold on during the battle, crush the jade token to be teleported out. Of course, this is equivalent to admitting defeat. "
Yi Tian looked up and saw that there were two jade tokens at the entrance of each Sumeru Space. The people who entered each Sumeru Space could take one. A moment later, Dugu Yufeng from the Heavenly Devil Clan was the first to fly to the nearest arena. He took a jade talisman and entered it.
After three breaths, his body shrank to one-tenth of his normal size. At the same time, the arena became very spacious. At the very least, he wouldn't feel the space cramped.
Then the other Severed Soul Stage cultivators also left the arena. Yi Tian was the last to leave. He glanced at Yan Lei and didn't hear any other instructions. Then his figure flashed to the entrance of the Sumeru Space arena. He took a jade token and slowly entered it.
Fortunately, he already had experience fighting in Sumeru Spaces, so after entering, Yi Tian calmly took out the Devil Soul Flag and Heavenly Curse Devil Bell.
In this Sumeru Space, there was no advantage in time or location. It was a pure test of the cultivator's own strength. Ordinary people couldn't forcibly break through this space. Unless they were stronger than Yan Lei or proficient in formations, they could break through the barrier of the Sumeru Space inside the demonic tool.
After sizing up the situation, Yi Tian put away his thoughts. If he really did that, the Abyss Old Ghost watching from the outside would probably be the first to jump out.
After a while, he found that a strong spiritual pressure fluctuation had entered this Sumeru Space. After three breaths, a burly figure appeared not far in front of him.
Yi Tian glanced at the nearest figure. It turned out to be Tu 'e, who he encountered last time. At this time, demonic source power was faintly exuding from his body. He had already activated his body technique and could attack at any time.
Yan Lei's phantasm, Yan Lei's phantasm, reached out and closed the arena in front of him, then he said, "Old Ghost Abyss and I will watch you fight inside... use whatever skills you have."
On the other side, the Abyss Old Ghost added, "Once you enter the arena, you will die. Either you crush the jade talisman and come out, or you die on the arena. You may make your move."
... "As soon as he finished speaking, several strong spiritual pressure fluctuations suddenly appeared in the middle of the Sumeru Space arena. Among them, Dugu Yufeng's was the strongest.
On the opposite side, Abyss Demon Clan and Dark Demon Clan each had a Spirit Severing advanced stage cultivator. They were almost on par with Dugu Yufeng.
On the contrary, as the host, the Flaming Prison Demon Clan cultivator was weaker in momentum. The strongest momentum came from Yan Lei's side. Seeing this, the Abyss Old Ogre in the shadow sneered, "I do know that the Inferno Prison Demon Clan has many talents, but I didn't expect them to win by relying on numbers. It seems that fellow daoist Yan has no successor in your imperial court."
Unexpectedly, Yan Lei didn't get angry. He just replied faintly, "How about we add some stakes?"
"Since Mr. Yan is interested, I will naturally accompany you." Old Ghost Abyss smiled, "How do we play?"
"Since Mr. Yan laughed at my clan for having no successor, why don't we make a bet? The final winner is still my Flaming Prison Demon Clan?" Yan Lei's phantasm said, "As for the bet, how about you use the Flowing Gold Sulfur of your Abyss Demon Clan?"
"You sure are impressive, Fellow Daoist Yan. You've already set your sights on the Flowing Golden Sulfur, which is a specialty of our race. I do have a portion of it in my possession, but what are you going to bet with, Fellow Daoist?"
Old Ghost Abyss replied, "Naturally, there must be something matching the heaven-grade treasure. I have a Flaming Prison Demon Crystal in my hand. I think it should be enough."
"Good, it's a deal." Old Ghost Abyss nodded and agreed without thinking.
While the two Body Integration cultivators were conversing in the air, changes began to take place in the Sumeru Space. Although the Severed Soul Stage cultivators didn't know what was going on outside, they had already unleashed their spells and abilities, and they were having a great time fighting.
What's more, the opponent of the Heavenly Demon Clan's Dugu Yufeng had been forced to retreat. At this time, he had to crush the jade talisman in his hand and forcibly teleport out. But Dugu Yufeng wasn't going to let this matter go. When his opponent withdrew, he cast another spell. Two demonic lights fiercely hit the defensive barrier, forcibly breaking it and hitting his opponent.
After the demonic lights flew out, two bloody marks appeared on the body of the abyss demon cultivator. His momentum was also weakened. It was clear that he had suffered internal injuries.
Fortunately, the Sky Fiend cultivator's chances of winning were not included in the wager between the two Body Integration cultivators. The Old Ghost of the Abyss only frowned slightly before lowering his head to transmit a few words without showing any emotion. Then, he had his men help the injured back to the warship at the rear.
Yi Tian was in the Sumeru Space. He was only a little surprised to see Tu 'e. Tu 'e saw when he attacked last time. He must have chosen his side because he wanted to avenge his brother.
Tu 'e's figure suddenly disappeared in the air and reappeared on his right. Then, he swung his fists. The overbearing force mixed with the sound of the wind directly hit his defensive barrier.
However, a casual smile appeared on Yi Tian's face as he quickly chanted the incantation of the Seven Demonic Sounds. In an instant, sound waves appeared in a 30 feet radius around him, forming a domain space.
Tu 'e's hands were three feet away from Yi Tian and couldn't go any further. At the same time, he was trapped in the defensive space of the Seven Despair Demonic Sound. His movements and the circulation of spirit force in his body were all affected.
Tu 'e was shocked and wanted to withdraw. However, the Heavenly Curse Demonic Bell above Yi Tian's head trembled rapidly, more than doubling the power of the Seven Despair Demonic Sound.
Yi Tian stretched out his hand and summoned the Devil Soul Flag. Several black fog spread out from it and wanted to devour Tu 'e's body.
Tu 'e had seen him attack like this before, and a trace of determination appeared in his eyes. His spirit force surged, and he forcibly opened the sound wave domain to retreat.
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