You have a good chance, I accept it.

And the demonic energy in the sky was emitted from these great demons.

At a glance, there were about several thousand of them, all of them were at the peak of the True Immortal.

This was where Poison Venerable was confused. When did the peak of the True Immortal become so worthless?

And each of them was a peerless genius who was qualified to be on the Tianjiao List.

If such strength participated in the struggle of the Tianjiao List, what would those people have to do? I'm afraid the Tianjiao List would be dominated directly, right?

To see whether a force has a deep foundation, it is not to see how big the territory it occupies is, nor how many strong people it has, nor how prestigious it is at the top.

What matters is the strength of his sect or clan members, whether their talents are good enough, and whether the younger generation has vigorous vitality.

After all, the younger generation is the foundation of a big force and the inheritance of a big clan.

Poison Venerable thought that this force called Jinxu was very strong and had a deep foundation, but he never expected that this thing had such a deep foundation.

Thousands of True Immortal Peak Demon Cultivators, and each of them is qualified to enter the top 1,000 of the Tianjiao List.

Now Poison Lord only wants to say one thing, if you had this foundation, you should have said it earlier, we would have won earlier.

"Disciple? Disciple? Is it not enough? Or is the overall strength not so good? Don't despise it, after all, our Jinxu is not so good now. If you are not satisfied, I will directly capture those demon gods' descendants for you."

"After all, they are descendants of golden immortals, with golden immortal blood flowing in their bodies. Seriously speaking, they are still quite capable."

Seeing that Poison Lord didn't say a word, the old man thought that Poison Lord was dissatisfied, so he hurriedly spoke.

He had waited for billions of years and finally waited for a young man who was most suitable for practicing his own Great Wutian Holy Law, and was also a young man who was expected to inherit his inheritance. He didn't want to give up like this.

After all, he was about to die, and he didn't want the inheritance of Jinxu to be destroyed in his hands.

"Enough, enough, enough of this."

After hearing the old man's words, Du Zun came back to his senses and murmured.

"Enough is good, enough is good, disciple, the great world struggle is just like that, this is just a small fight, the fight for the emperor's road is the real great world struggle."

"Come back if you are tired, you are now my disciple, the successor of Jinxu, those juniors dare not touch you."

"When you come to inherit my lifelong inheritance, the little things in the Demon Realm can be beaten at will?"

"Don't take it too seriously, just play, play and come back."

The old man advised earnestly like an old mother, and Du Zun just nodded silently.

It seems that this Jinxu is stronger than he imagined. He actually regarded the great world struggle in the Demon Realm as a small fight. It's really a big tone.

But it seems that he just has this strength.

"Okay, have fun. Those demon cubs will listen to you. If anyone disobeys, let me know and I'll beat their father."

The old man hung up reluctantly after saying this. He really liked this disciple.

After all, he had waited for billions of years for such a disciple. He was the last hope of Jinxu, and he treasured him very much.

And Du Zun could keenly sense that at the moment when the old man's voice fell, the bodies of thousands of demon cultivators in front of him trembled. I don't know if it was an illusion.

These guys can't be called demon cultivators. These guys are not demon cultivators seriously, but real demons, the purest demons in the world.