The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Three months is just a blink of an eye for a warrior who often spends several years in seclusion.

With the appearance of the ten thrones, the atmosphere of the entire Xuantian Secret Realm has completely reached its peak.

Countless warriors set off from various places in the secret realm and came to the central area to witness the final stage of the Demon Son selection battle, the battle for the ten thrones.

The ten thrones symbolize not only supreme glory, but also a bright future.

Only by sitting on the top ten thrones can one become a candidate for the Demon Son, go to the Demon Mountain, and have the opportunity to set foot on the top of the Demon Mountain and obtain the inheritance of the Lord of Demons.

This is the last day of the battle for the ten thrones, and the battle is also the most intense day.

Boom boom boom!

Around the ownership of the ten thrones, many top masters fought together, and the fight was so intense that the sky collapsed, the sun and the moon lost light, and the stars fell.

The competition has reached this point, and eight of the ten thrones have been claimed.

At this moment, these eight people were like aloof kings, sitting on the throne, like gods, looking down at the crowds of people who were constantly fighting below.

As for the remaining two thrones, countless masters were fiercely fighting for them, and the battle was bloody.

"What a terrifying battle. Oh my god, eight of the ten thrones are now owned. All of them are at the second level of the Vientiane Realm. It's too terrifying."

"Hehe, the remaining two thrones are also being competed by a group of strong men at the first level of the Vientiane Realm. I think that if you want to seize the throne, you must have a peak cultivation level at the first level of the Vientiane Realm."

"It's unbelievable. This year's Demon Son Selection Tournament is far beyond the previous ones. There are too many powerful people in the Vientiane Realm. Ordinary first-level powerful people in the Vientiane Realm can only make a fool of themselves."

"Yes, you must know that in the last Demon Son Selection Tournament, or even the last one, and the last one after that, the cultivation level of the first level of the Wanxiang Realm was enough to defeat the heroes and win the first throne. Half a step to the peak of the late Wanxiang Realm If you cultivate enough, you can compete for the throne. But look at the warriors who are at the peak of the late stage of Wanxiang. Do you dare to take action? "

"It seems that this is a great era, with talents emerging in large numbers. I wonder if this is the case in other demonic realms."

"The Gu family is worthy of being the first family in the Pingshan Demonic Realm. As the successor of the Gu family, Gu Ling is not only beautiful, but also extremely powerful. He overpowered Cao Shi and took the first throne. He is truly a woman without mercy."

"With the ancient spirit's talent, he will definitely be able to pass the test of the Demon Mountain, set foot on the top of the Demon Mountain, and obtain the inheritance of the Lord of Demons. By then, the Gu family will become even stronger."

There were dense crowds of people all around, each looking for a place, watching from a distance, and talking about it.

On the fifth throne, Mu Tianfang glanced ahead and frowned slightly.

It's the last day, and Chen Fan hasn't shown up yet. Could it be that he thought wrongly? Chen Fan didn't come to Ten Thousand Demons Island to hunt him down?

"Whether it is true or not, he must be killed to avoid future troubles."

In an instant, cold murderous intent burst out from Mu Tianfang's eyes. He would rather kill by mistake than let go.

On top of a demon peak, Ye Zimo led a group of experts from the Ye family and watched from a distance as everyone competed for the top ten thrones. Although he also wanted to fight for it, he was powerless.

"Damn it, is that little beast dead? He hasn't shown up yet!"

Ye Zimo gave up the idea of ​​fighting for the throne and glanced around with sharp eyes, looking for Chen Fan.

He hated Chen Fan deeply, and this time he brought many Ye family experts in just to surround and kill Chen Fan and avenge him.

Wow!

At this moment, the sharp sound of the atmosphere being torn apart came over, like thunder, rumbling, and the sound was so powerful that it even overshadowed the group of people struggling to compete for the throne.

Immediately, one after another looked over.

"Let me go, who is it? So arrogant."

"Yes, this is too arrogant. Could it be that he is planning to seize the throne?"

"Hmph, how is that possible? It's just Tiangang's perfect aura cultivation. Here, there are countless people who can slap him to death."

Everyone was talking a lot, with sneers in their eyes.

This is guaranteed to be a stupid young man who is trying to steal the limelight of competing for the top ten thrones. He is simply desperate.

As Chen Fan arrived, cold gazes suddenly fell on him.

"It's him!"

"It's him!"

In an instant, many guys who escaped from the tomb saw Chen Fan's face clearly, recognized him immediately, and exclaimed.

On the fifth throne, Mu Tianfang's gaze became extremely sharp in an instant, turning into two sharp swords and falling directly on Chen Fan with murderous intent.

He was still thinking about Chen Fan just now, but he didn't expect that Chen Fan would appear the next second.

"He appeared, this little beast finally appeared!"

Zi Mo also saw Chen Fan for the first time. Immediately, a ferocious smile appeared on his face. The prey he was waiting for finally appeared, and he could finally take revenge.

Many people around saw Chen Fan appearing and thought that Chen Fan had obtained the Holy Spring of Heavenly Soul from the tomb. Their eyes were full of murderous intent, and they all looked out.

"Chen Fan, you little beast has finally appeared. I have been waiting for you for a long time! Hand over the Heavenly Soul Holy Spring and I will give you a pleasure. This is not something you can get your hands on!"

Seeing Chen Fan appear, Zi Mo couldn't wait and a cold and domineering voice rang out.

He had long been salivating over the Heavenly Soul Holy Spring in Chen Fan's hands.

This is a treasure that can help him refine his martial soul and break through to the Vientiane Realm. It is much more important than anything else.

After the news came out, he searched everywhere for traces of Chen Fan, but unfortunately, he found nothing. He thought Chen Fan died somewhere, but he didn't expect that on this last day, he actually appeared.

When Chen Fan heard the voice, he looked up and immediately saw Zi Mo coming towards him with an arrogant expression and a group of Ye family masters, with a ferocious sneer on his face.

"Hey, it turns out to be Mr. Ye. Why, your face doesn't hurt anymore?"

Chen Fan glanced at the big men following Zi Mo on both sides. They were two masters in the early stage of the first level of the Vientiane Realm. It was no wonder that Zi Mo became so arrogant now. It turned out that he was prepared.

"Damn bastard, I couldn't touch you outside before, but now in the secret realm, where life and death are at stake, no one can protect you. Do you still think you can be unscrupulous? Just wait for me until I capture you. Next, I will slap your face to pieces!" Ye Zimo said with hatred and hatred in his eyes.

Being slapped away by Chen Fan was the most serious humiliation he had ever suffered in his life. He thought about revenge all the time, and now he finally had the chance.