The Walking Beast Clan discussed for a long time before deciding on the quota for the Elder Council. However, the Qilin Patriarch Guo Linsheng seemed to be unwilling to give up and wanted another spot, which was why he suggested a challenge.
Needless to say, of the remaining two elders on duty, the white-furred wolf king was a level-nine beast cultivator, but he was still a bit weaker than the black-winged dragon. However, the dragon's natural suppression was enough to completely suppress him.
As for the red-bearded spirit ape patriarch, he also had his shortcomings. He was just relying on the Nine Immortal Mountain's red-bearded spirit ape patriarch's name. Speaking of which, this kind of name was the most unreliable. It was fine if they gave him face, but if they didn't, then there was nothing they could do.
Instead, Mountain Tiger continued Guo Linsheng's words, "Since it's a challenge, we still have to set the rules. We can't just let two people fight endlessly. I suggest that each person only accept one challenge. As for the challengers, we can decide after the competition. This way, we can give the elders on duty a certain amount of preferential treatment. "
This was reasonable. It protected the interests of the elders, so naturally, it was quickly passed. Even Guo Linsheng nodded in agreement. What Guanshan Tiger said made sense. There was no need to think too much about it. He was also thinking for himself. People were always afraid of trouble. This way, there would be a lot less trouble, and he could push the trouble to the challengers.
Soon, a few Beast Sovereigns came forward to discuss. Following which, they agreed that the Kui Bull patriarch would get a spot for the challenge. As for the other side, they would have to give face to the Qilin Clan.
However, the Kui Bull patriarch was also very straightforward. He directly said that he wanted to fight the white-furred wolf king, leaving the red-bearded spirit ape patriarch with an awkward expression. With his strength, he definitely wouldn't be able to win against Mo Dou. Although the red-bearded spirit ape race took up 50% of the points, most of them were from level-seven beasts.
However, Guo Linsheng didn't care at all. The other races had to give face to the Nine Immortal Mountain, but he couldn't do that. Beside him, Mo Dou also stood up and sized up the Red Beard Spirit Ape tribe leader in the distance. After which, he smiled and said, "What are we waiting for? Since we still have time, let's quickly finish the competition and head to the Iron Eating Beast tribe's Meru Spatial General Duel Stage."
When Xiong Erbao heard this, he said in a deep voice, "Since Fellow Mo Dou is interested, then there is no reason not to." He waved his hand and took out his spirit tool again. He stopped at the center of the venue, but this time, there was no space inside.
The Red-Bearded Spirit Ape Patriarch's expression stiffened, and he was just about to admit defeat when Yi Tian suddenly snorted coldly. "Fellow Daoist Mo Dou, you've gone too far. Since that's the case, I'll fight on behalf of the Red-Bearded Spirit Ape Patriarch. Otherwise, I won't be able to answer to Senior when I return to Nine Immortal Mountain. "Following that, the spiritual pressure on his body surged and covered the sky as it pressed down on the surrounding demons.
It was obvious that he was truly enraged. The Demon Clan members present were also shocked. Previously, they had not taken the witness seriously. But now that they felt the pressure and the weight of his words, they realized that some people could not be easily offended, and some red lines could not be casually crossed.
Guo Linsheng and Mo Dou's expressions changed slightly when they felt the spiritual pressure. The two of them hurriedly moved the corners of their mouths, as if they were discussing countermeasures. After a while, Guo Linsheng said, "Brother Yi, please calm down. I understand your feelings very well. I have no intention of being disrespectful to Senior Red-Bearded, but as a spirit cultivator, you are indeed not suitable to participate in the competition. Just like how my clan worships Fellow Daoist Poison Sage, please reconsider your words. "
Guo Linsheng's words were reasonable, and his tone also softened. It was obvious that Guo Linsheng wanted to use a roundabout way to avoid the issue of his identity. After retracting his spiritual pressure, Yi Tian's expression darkened and he did not speak. After all, as a spirit cultivator, he could bear witness to the Demon Clan's matter, but it was indeed inappropriate for him to participate.
Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from the side. "Then let me fight. Fellow Daoist Mo Dou and I were unable to determine a winner last time. Naturally, I want to find a chance to spar again." The person who spoke was Yi Shun. At this moment, he slowly stood up. His eyes swept across everyone present, and finally stopped at Mo Dou's expression.
A faint dragon's aura appeared and suppressed everyone present. At this time, he should have evolved into a five-clawed golden dragon. The characteristics of the fire dragon had almost faded from his body.
Guo Linsheng was stunned and could not find any words to refute. The Demon Clan was the Demon Clan. These were the tacit unspoken rules. Yi Shun's identity and strength were similar to Mo Dou's, so he had no choice but to agree.
However, Mo Dou's figure turned into a black light and flew directly into the Sumeru Space General Battle Stage spirit artifact. He only left behind a few words. "If you want to fight, then let's fight. I also want to see how your golden dragon's strength is different from ordinary fire dragons."
Yi Shun did not answer. He flew forward and directly entered the spirit artifact. On the other hand, Yi Tian, who was next to him, twitched his mouth slightly. Previously, he had told Yi Shun all the tricks in the spirit artifact. Yi Shun had a 70% chance of winning.
Suddenly, a golden dragon and a black dragon appeared in the General Battle Stage. However, their bodies seemed to have shrunk to the size of an earthworm. They flew in the large space for a hundred breaths before they met.
After meeting, the two sides did not give way to each other and directly tore at each other. The black dragon had wings on its back and constantly spat out dragon's breath. No one present understood the power of this dragon's breath, but Yi Tian knew that it was mixed with the unique sulfur fire of the Infernal Court. It was highly corrosive and could contaminate the spiritual power of others.
However, a faint golden light appeared on Yi Shun's body. He opened his mouth and spat out circles of golden light waves. It was the Buddhist Sect's Eight Sounds of Heavenly Thunder that he had been cultivating. When the golden light waves met the sulfur dragon's breath, they stopped it in the air. At the same time, white flames suddenly appeared on the fireballs.
Many of the demon cultivators who did not know the truth naturally did not know that this was the purification power of the Buddhist Sect. It could restrain all the filthy and vicious spells in the world. It was the nemesis of demon cultivators. It also had a restraining effect on Mo Dou's sulfur dragon's breath.
Although the effect was slightly inferior, the suppression of attributes could completely make up for the difference in power level. Not long after, the golden light waves completely purified the dozens of fireballs in front of them. Then, they directly covered Mo Dou.
Under the attack of the golden light, black spiritual power seemed to be constantly seeping out of Mo Dou's body. Then, Mo Dou turned around and flew in the opposite direction as if to avoid the attack.
Yi Shun, on the other hand, was unrelenting and followed closely behind him. The two dragons began to chase each other in the space of the Generals Battlestage. Suddenly, there was a burst of boos from the crowd of demon cultivators, making Guo Linsheng feel awkward.
A moment later, a black spiritual light flew out of the chase and returned to its human form in the air, landing beside Guo Linsheng. As for the golden halo, it flew out of the spiritual artifact and returned to Yi Shun's seat on the left side of the witness stand. He cupped his hands and said to Mo Dou, "Thank you for letting me win."
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