HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

At the end of the game, the Kunpeng six did not return to the inn directly, but stayed in the main square.

The demon cultivators and spirit races who watched the game in the square gradually dispersed, but some people still stayed, and they didn't know what they were doing with them.

"What are we doing here?" Liren asked.

"Wait for someone." Kun Peng said.

"Waiting for whom?"

"I want to see how the Spirit Race handles the disappearance of seven Spirit Race monks. For the Spirit Race, the sudden disappearance of seven Spirit Rank Intermediate monks at the Spirit Race headquarters is definitely the first time. They are impossible. Just leave it alone."

"Do you think how many of us are being caught up by the Spirit Race?"

"It's very possible."

Everyone stopped talking, sat down quietly and began to practice.

And some other monks stranded in the square, there are demons and spirit races, but they stayed there, as if just to play in the square, without any clear purpose.

Seeing the six Kunpeng people, the mavericks entered the cultivation state in the public, and many monks were also quite interested.

Of course, some people recognize that the six of them are the six who made the limelight in the first qualifiers.

The six hadn't cultivated for long before Kunpeng felt that someone was sneaking close to them. He stretched out his consciousness and found that these people were indeed spiritual cultivators, but they were not spiritual ninth-level, but spiritual-level elementary and spiritual-level intermediate.

They pretended to inadvertently approach the training place of Kunpeng and others, and approached them.

"The field is cleared, the field is cleared, and we all leave quickly!" Several spirit race monks approached Kunpeng and the others and shouted in a low voice.

Huang Rong and others all frowned and collected their power, but seeing that Kunpeng didn't intend to get up and leave, they ignored them and closed their eyes to rest. Cultivating in the square is just doing something. There are so many people here that there is a possibility of being disturbed at any time. The process of cultivation is the most avoiding being disturbed suddenly. If one fails, the blood may flow backwards, or even become devilish.

"Are you deaf, one by one!" A spiritual monk slapped Kunpeng directly.

He could see clearly just now, among the six, the other five opened their eyes and focused on Kun Peng's body, and then they stopped moving. This clearly means that among the six, Kunpeng is the head.

Seeing that the palm of the spiritual cultivator was about to be slapped on Kunpeng's head, Ba Shan rushed over with a vigorous step, and directly slammed into the cultivator who took the shot, dissolving the palm.

After that, he hurriedly laughed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, your quarrel just now made me lose my blood and my body is out of control."

Kunpeng also opened his eyes: "Grand Plaza, when is the rule clearing?"

The spirit race monk was at a loss for words, but the spirit race monk who made the move still made strong words: "This is an extraordinary period. When we say that we clear the field, we are clearing the field."

"You were sent to test our strength, right?" Kunpeng suddenly sneered, "This trick is too clumsy. You go back and tell your head, don't have to test. Our strength is Tier 6, but our combat effectiveness will Go beyond the ninth level. As for how much we can surpass, we don't know ourselves. Maybe we can only have a clearer result after we enter the talent base."

"You, what did you say?"

The monk raised his hand and wanted to take another palm. But another spiritual cultivator at the fifth level of the spiritual rank stopped the cultivator who had previously shot.

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