After coming out of the Sumeru Space, Yi Tian found that there were five people left on his side, which meant that his side had won. As for the other side, there were only three people, and there were still two matches left.
Among the five people, two were cultivators from the Heavenly Devil Clan. The other two were An Xichen and Yan Ligang, the prince of the Prairie Fire City. In this way, at least three cultivators from the Inferno Hell Clan would win, and six cultivators from the Incarnation Stage of the Inferno Hell Clan would be qualified to enter the Bone Burying Temple.
On the other hand, among the three people on the other side, there was only one cultivator from the Dark Devil Clan and two cultivators from the Abyss Clan. The current score was five to two, and they were in an invincible position.
However, Yi Tian felt that there was no joy on Yan Ligang's face. Instead, he stared at the remaining two matches with a worried look on his face.
An Xichen was the same. Yi Tian sensed that something was wrong. Something must have happened. His lips moved slightly, and he asked privately, "Did something happen, Daoist An?"
"I don't know the details, but I heard that the two cultivators from the Unification Stage increased the stakes." An Xichen shook his head helplessly.
Something was wrong. Yi Tian hurriedly turned around and sent a message to Yan Ligang. The latter also explained the details of the bet between the two cultivators from the Unification Stage. Yi Tian then realized that the next two matches were the key.
If the Inferno Hell Clan lost, then the other side would have a score of three to four. Commander Yan Lei would naturally lose this bet.
He turned to look at the crowd behind him. At this time, Concubine Yan looked confident. With four places in her hands, she was already in an invincible position.
As for the Fourth Prince and the Seventh Prince, they looked embarrassed. The two matches that were saved were their people. This was not only related to Yan Lei's face, but also the key to whether they could enter the game. If they lost, they would miss a great opportunity. Presumably, the two of them were more nervous than the others.
As he was watching, a demonic light suddenly flew out from the Sumeru Space arena. It was the Seventh Prince's Spirit Severing cultivator. He looked regretful and turned to look at the people behind him. After a few words, he helplessly turned around and flew back to his own side.
This also indicated that the Abyss Devil Race had won another city. After a while, the victorious cultivator flew out and stood in the enemy's camp. Although it was five to four now, the abyss devil race hadn't lost yet. It was inevitable that the Dark Devil Race would be slightly inferior to the Heaven Devil Race.
At this moment, the phantom of the Abyss Ghost in the air spoke again, "Fellow Daoist Yan, what do you think? My abyss devil disciples are no weaker than your subordinates. "
"Right now, it's only three to three. We still have to see the final round. Besides, no one knows what the result of the bet will be until the last step," Yan Lei replied calmly.
After ten breaths of time, fierce spiritual pressure fluctuations once again erupted in the last set of arenas. The two people inside seemed to be unwilling to give way to each other, and the fight was white-hot.
In the end, after several flashes of light, someone crushed a jade talisman and was teleported out. After the spiritual light rushed out of the Sumeru Space, it flew straight to the Abyss Devil Race's side, and a panting cultivator appeared. This person's spiritual pressure fluctuations were extremely chaotic, as if he had suffered serious internal injuries.
Not long after, someone flew from the rear and took this person back. The other person in the arena slowly flew out. When Yi Tian scanned with his Divine Thought, he was surprised to find that this person was the number one general under the fourth prince. But now the spiritual pressure fluctuations on his body were extremely unstable. It was not polite to say that after this battle, his cultivation would fall back to the Spirit Severing Intermediate Stage.
If he wanted to adjust and recover, he would have to retreat for at least two or three hundred years. In this case, he would have missed the battle between Concubine Yan and the fourth prince. Although they won, it was also a tragic victory, not to mention that they lost an important helper of the fourth prince. Concubine Yan should be secretly happy at this time.
Shaoqing only heard Yan Lei's phantom in the air speak again, "The outcome has been decided. It's my Inferno Hell Devil Race's man who is slightly better. Abyss Devil, this time you have lost wholeheartedly."
The other party's face was livid, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. Although he only saw the phantom incarnation of the Abyss Devil, his complexion must not be much better at this time.
A demonic light flew out from the Abyss Devil Race's warship and landed steadily in front of Yan Lei's phantom. The Abyss Devil said sternly, "You win, this is my Flowing Golden Sulfur, keep it well."
Yan Lei's phantom stretched out his hand and caught the demonic light, then held it in his palm and checked it before replying with a smile, "Okay, this matter is over, then let's open the door and let the younger generation of the clan in."
"Mr. Yan, please wait a moment, I need to readjust here," the Abyss Devil said.
Obviously, the result this time was far beyond his expectations. His Abyss Devil Race only got three places, so the Spirit Severing Stage disciples sent naturally needed to be calculated.
As for the Inferno Hell Devil Race, there were also many problems. The fourth prince's faction naturally got the lowest quota, so the fourth prince could bring an entourage with him. As for the seventh prince's faction being completely wiped out, he would not sit still and wait for death. At this time, the army must be very exciting.
After the dust of the competition settled, the winners of both sides turned around and returned to their resting places. When Yi Tian arrived, Concubine Yan hurriedly came forward and said with joy, "Big Brother Yi, this time it is really thanks to you, and Senior Dark's strength is also outstanding, so we won the precious quota."
Yi Tian smiled, after glancing at the other side, he softly transmitted his voice, "Third Princess, do you want to fight one against two in the future, or do you want to ask for help?"
"What do you mean?" Concubine Yan's face became serious and hurriedly transmitted her voice back.
"It's only a matter of time before the Inferno Hell Demon Emperor hears about the situation here. Or rather, the Demon Emperor will be the first to know the result," Yi Tian explained. "Like the Seventh Prince, you've already fallen out of the first echelon after your defeat. Now, your only opponent is the Fourth Prince."
"So Big Brother Yi is afraid that my seventh brother and fourth brother will team up to deal with me? Even so, I am not afraid," Concubine Yan said proudly.
"I know you will not have any scruples, but what I want to teach you is that one more opponent is always troublesome. Take advantage of this good opportunity, the fourth prince has not found out, you can rope in the seventh prince, and the price is just a quota. After today's matter is transmitted to the Inferno Hell Dynasty, the Devil Emperor will definitely praise you secretly, and in the road to the throne, you will be two steps ahead of the fourth prince," Yi Tian quickly explained the pros and cons.
Concubine Yan's eyes flashed, she gritted her teeth and nodded, then turned around and walked towards the seventh prince's faction with the four demon generals behind her.
Yi Tian turned around and continued to look at the people of the Heavenly Demon Race, it seems that Dugu Yuchen must be the main candidate for the main force. As for the Twilight City, they sent Dugu Feng's direct subordinates, who were also not to be trifled with.
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