Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

Entering the Masha Heaven went exceptionally smoothly.

The Rakshasa Clan certification provided by Scorpion Xiaofei easily passed the inspection of these demon patrol teams.

At the same time, the demon race also sent people to bring Shen Lin and Yuwen Fengxian into the Masha Heaven.

"Do you want to start the next round of life-and-death arena immediately? Or rest for a while?"

The one leading the way for Shen Lin and Yuwen Fengxian was a young demon soldier.

Although young, the aura emanating from his body indicated that he was a Rongdao Realm cultivator.

Yuwen Fengxian could sense that although both were in the Rongdao Realm, if he were to fight against the other party, he would probably be defeated in less than ten breaths.

It should be known that he was capable of killing miscellaneous Saint Realm cultivators above his level, and could be called a genius even in the Chaos Sea.

But at this moment, a young man randomly sent out by the demon race was actually stronger than him.

For the first time, he directly recognized the foundation of these large clans.

Shen Lin, on the other hand, looked as usual.

Yuwen Fengxian was actually thinking too much.

The demon youth in front of him was rare even among the large clans.

Roughly equivalent to those true disciples of the Immortal Clan's Holy Land.

"It's best to do it as soon as possible."

Hearing Shen Lin's answer, the demon youth's eyes lit up, and he licked his lips and said, "Then, the most recent round of life-and-death arena will start tomorrow. Shall I sign you up first?"

"Okay, thank you!"

The demon youth looked at Shen Lin meaningfully, then pointed to a building in front of him and said, "You can rest here tonight, and tomorrow morning, someone will take you to the arena."

Seeing that the matter was arranged properly, Shen Lin nodded as a greeting and walked towards the building with Yuwen Fengxian.

The demon youth did not rush to leave, but watched Shen Lin enter the building.

Then, he put his hands together, trying his best to suppress the trembling, and the fighting intent in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

"The materials provided by the Rakshasa Clan... are very interesting."

He muttered to himself, looking forward to tomorrow's battle.

As a direct descendant of the Masha Army of the Demon Clan's Holy Land, he rarely encountered existences among the demon race of his generation that made him tremble.

But just now, when he met Shen Lin for the first time, he felt a fascinating sense of danger emanating from Shen Lin.

The demon race respects the way of battle, is warlike and belligerent, and likes to obtain breakthrough opportunities in dangerous battles.

And he had already polished his foundation in the Rongdao Realm, waiting only for that trace of opportunity to break through to the Saint Realm.

This human in front of him might be that opportunity.

"If I can successfully break through..."

The demon youth glanced at the building that Shen Lin and the others had entered, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned to leave.

"I will definitely give you a quick death."

Shen Lin, who had just entered the building, paused, and his honed body clearly heard the demon youth's murmur.

Smiling casually, he shook his head and didn't care, continuing to walk forward.

The third-level life-and-death arena held by the Mo Scorpion Clan basically had no demon participants.

But when it came to the demon race, the second-level life-and-death arena would definitely have demons.

It could even be said that the strong people selected from so many life-and-death arena stages outside and sent here were all to become sharpening stones for these demons.

As far as Shen Lin knew, in the second-level life-and-death arena, very few foreign personnel could stand out and advance to the highest arena.

Most of the time, it was an internal war of the demon race.

But wanting to use himself as a sharpening stone...

Shen Lin felt that these ordinary demons were not qualified enough.

After resting for a night, the next morning, Shen Lin and Yuwen Fengxian arrived at the arena arranged by the demon race on time.

The Mo Scorpion Clan's arena was already majestic enough.

But now, compared with the arena on the demon race's side, it was like the difference between a rural courtyard and a thousand-acre garden.

The arena alone occupied almost the same area as the Immortal Clan's Liangyi Holy Land.

The surrounding circular stands were filled with densely packed demons, cheering wildly.

In the arena, there were already two demon cultivators fighting.

Both were Rongdao Realm cultivators, but the pressure emanating from their every move and the aftermath of their fierce collisions were not weaker than ordinary Saint Realm cultivators.

Shen Lin looked at the jade token in his hand.

He was arranged for the third match.

There should still be some time.

Thinking of this, he took out a Sumeru ring from his arms and handed it to Yuwen Fengxian.

Then he whispered a few words in his ear.

After hearing his instructions, Yuwen Fengxian's eyes widened.

"This... such a big matter..."

He looked at the Sumeru ring in his hand, couldn't help swallowing, and smiled bitterly, "Why am I a little scared?"

Shen Lin shrugged helplessly and said, "The demon race does not allow participants to bet, so I can only let you take a trip."

That's what he said, but when Yuwen Fengxian thought of the terrifying number Shen Lin had mentioned before, he suddenly felt a burst of unease in his heart.

"Such a large number... I'm afraid I'll be targeted. My strength is not good, I'm afraid..."

Seeing that he was a little apprehensive, Shen Lin couldn't help but smile and said, "It doesn't matter!"

"If someone targets you, don't resist, just give it to them."

"I will snatch it back."

Even after receiving Shen Lin's words, the panic on Yuwen Fengxian's face did not dissipate much.

But he was also the number one expert of the Great Wei back then.

Taking a deep breath and calming his mind, he said in a deep voice, "Okay, don't worry."

He looked at the Sumeru ring in his hand, his eyes becoming more and more firm.

According to Shen Lin, they were raising resources for the subsequent development of the Great Wei.

Then this Sumeru ring, even if he lost his life, he would not let others take it away.

Shen Lin went to the registration office and began to wait for the game to start.

And Yuwen Fengxian, clutching the Sumeru ring tightly, found a place to bet in the arena.

Countless cultivators were densely packed here, extremely noisy.

Some people waved the tickets in their hands, wanting to redeem the gains from the previous game.

Some people lowered their heads in dismay, as if bereaved, standing in place like walking dead.

Some people squeezed forward, shouting loudly to the staff what they wanted to bet.

And in front of them, on the huge light curtain, were arranged the odds for each upcoming battle.

There was a detailed introduction to the participants in the battle.

Yuwen Fengxian looked for a while, and finally found Shen Lin's match.

For some reason, this one did not receive much attention compared to other matches.

He curiously looked up and saw that the ratio was very amazing.

One to nine.

Shen Lin one!

But even with such one-sided odds, the other side had already bet 1.2 billion Yunling beads.

On Shen Lin's side, it seemed that some gamblers wanted to play a big game, and there were also tens of millions of Yunling beads.

Yuwen Fengxian swallowed, remembered Shen Lin's previous arrangement, thought for a while, stepped forward and said, "Excuse me!"

"Help me bet on the human Liu Hong, bet..."

"One hundred million Yunling beads!"