The chief of the Yin clan didn't even have a place to cry at the moment, all the good things in the tribe were given to Lord Warcraft, but Lord Warcraft actually wanted to go to the Bullhead Tribe now The Demon Beast glared at the Yin Clan Chief in displeasure and did not speak.
Lord Niutou must not be able to afford this living Buddha, maybe the tribe is empty.
"You're a small second-class tribe that can afford to be Lord Warcraft, get out of the way."
Lord Niutou flew with a slap and slapped over, and the Yin Clan Chief was forced to fly several meters.
Lord Niutou sent four quasi-emperors to deal with the Yin tribe, and then looked at the demonic beast with a smile.
"Lord Warcraft, please come with me" After the Warcraft Lord transformed into a black-robed man, he was led away by the Bull Head and his party.
The chief of the Mu clan handed over the Magim to the Minotaus, and he and the tribe wanted to avenge the blood hatred.
Lord Niutou nodded, and the group headed towards the Demon City.
As soon as Fang Hui returned to the Niutou Tribe, he immediately went to his room.
In less than three days, his face will be highlighted, and his figure can be concealed, but if his face lies before wearing a mask, it will be self-defeating, and his voice will be different.
Fang Hui told Lord Mizutou in advance that he felt that he was about to be promoted, and he should not disturb himself in the last ten days.
Fang Hui thought that the ten days would pass without incident, but he didn't expect an accident to happen.
Fang Hui hasn't been out of the room for five days, and it just so happens that the assessment competition is about to start, and he can only sign up in person, and tomorrow is the last day of the registration deadline.
Lord Niutou asked the guards to inform Fang Hui and asked him not to cultivate first, but to sign up first.
Fang Hui was sleeping soundly when suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.
"Young master, the adults said that tomorrow is the last day of the registration deadline, and the adults want you to sign up first and then cultivate."
Fang Hui secretly said something bad in his heart, but Fang Hui was still calm on the surface.
"I'm at a critical juncture in my cultivation, who is bothering me, die" When the guard heard it, he always felt that the sound was wrong, and suddenly there was a sound of shaking and falling things from inside, and the guard hurriedly threw away the doubts in his mind.
"Young master, don't be angry, I'll go and tell the adults" The guards ran away in a hurry, for fear that Fang Hui would catch him and beat him violently.
The guards told the bull-headed all about what had just happened.
"What do you say about dropping things, don't you go crazy, I'll take a look" As soon as Fang Hui's heart was put down, the voice of Lord Niutou sounded outside.
"Zhan'er, how are you?"
Fang Hui tried his best to make his voice angry, exuding bursts of unstable spiritual power fluctuations, sometimes the aura of a saint venerable and sometimes a quasi-emperor.
"Don't bother me" As soon as the bull-headed man heard this hideous voice, he almost rushed in, for fear that his son would go mad.
But he was pulled by the monster.
"If you go in now, you'll really let him go crazy" Lord Niutou held back, but if he missed this assessment competition, he would have to wait for a thousand years.
"Zhan'er, it's okay to miss this assessment competition, we'll take the test again in a thousand years, don't worry" How could Fang Hui have waited for a thousand years, and naturally he couldn't give up.
"When is the deadline?"
The mask will not be able to be reused until noon tomorrow, and if you miss this time, Fang Hui will participate even if he abandons the identity of the Demon War, but it is a lot harder.
"An Hour After Tomorrow Noon" Fang Hui's heart finally let go, and his spiritual power calmed down.
"I feel like I'm about to break through, I should be able to catch up" The bull-headed man was in a hurry, but he didn't hear that the voice was wrong.
"Okay, good, you cultivate first" The Bull-Headed and the Monster walked away, leaving only the guards to guard the door.
But the guards were now full of doubts as to why the young master's voice had suddenly become better Before he knew it, Fang Hui stayed up until the end of the mask's cooldown time.
Put on a mask to stimulate spiritual power.
Fang Hui pushed open the door and found the guards staring at him vigilantly, and suddenly a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, the guard smiled back at Fang again.
I'm a pig's head, how can I suspect that this is not a young master Fortunately, the young master did not blame, otherwise he would definitely die.
Fang Hui didn't bother to pay attention to it, and ran directly to the registration office of the assessment competition in the Demon City.
At this time, the registration office was considering whether to end the registration early, and a black-robed woman said directly.
"How could someone who wants to participate in the assessment competition sign up so late, take it" The people next to him also felt that it made sense, and they all began to pack up their things.
When Fang returned, the registration office was almost finished, and Fang Hui hurriedly stopped him.
"Is this the registration office for the assessment competition?"
The bald man was still very good in his heart, and replied kindly "Yes, but it's over" Fang Hui thought to himself, isn't there still half an hour, how can it be over so long.
"Isn't there still half an hour?"
The bald man suddenly got up embarrassed and glanced at the black-robed woman.
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The black-robed woman also noticed Fang Hui, glanced at Fang Hui several times, and spoke arrogantly.
"You want to sign up" "Right" "It's already over early" Fang Hui thought in his heart that this ugly woman, if she didn't follow the rules, forget it, and Fang Hui, who was still arrogant, turned cold in his eyes.
The black-robed woman actually felt a trace of palpitations, and the bald man came out to play a round at this time.
"Lord Demon Ice, or let him sign up, it just so happens that I haven't finished collecting things here."
How could Mo Bing let Fang Hui succeed, he still dared to look at her like this, he must not let him sign up.
"I said, it's over, you can come back in a thousand years" Mo Bing turned around and wanted to leave, but Fang Hui suddenly had a murderous opportunity and blocked Mo Bing's way.
"It seems that the reason doesn't work, you can only rely on your fists" Mo Bing snorted and laughed, just you are a quasi-emperor "Little brother, don't daydream, you don't even want to beat me even as the emperor" Demon Ice is a person from the Dao Domain, although he only has the Immortal Realm, he was suppressed to the Great Emperor Perfection Realm when he reached the Spirit Realm. simply dismisses the provocation of the other party.
"Get out of the way, be careful if I miss you" When Fang Hui heard this, he was not angry.
"In that case, let's try it" Fang Hui took the lead in making a move, you must know that when Fang Hui was the Emperor of the Quasi-Emperor, he could already cross the level and defeat the Great Emperor level.
A Demon Ice is not to be afraid of, if Fang Hui usually disdains to make a move.
The two of them are inseparable from each other, after all, Mo Bing is a member of the demon race, and his strength is a few points stronger than that of the tyrannosaurus.
But Fang Hui suddenly entered his body, and a fist directly blasted Demon Ice away, and Demon Ice looked at Fang Hui in disbelief.
A quasi-emperor can actually compete with the Great Emperor, and Mo Bing is annoyed and angry at this moment.
He actually broke the suppression and was born into the immortal realm, and the thunder between the heavens and the earth shook loudly, and he was about to move towards the demon ice. t1706231537: