I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand six hundred and nineteen chapters: the town can live!

He Yunlong’s face was still calm, but Kunpeng felt a bit of mockery in his eyes: “Of course not in the headquarters. Do you think that if you can win the top 100 in the Demon Realm Competition, you can enter the Spirit Race headquarters? Demon Realm Competition, Once every ten years, every time a hundred people are elected, if they can enter the headquarters, the headquarters will be crowded before so many years.”

“How many sessions of the Demon Realm Competition have been held?” Kunpeng hurriedly asked.

“Hehe, I don’t know about this. Anyway, after self-transformation, the Demon Realm Dabi already exists.”

“When Senior was young, did he participate in the Demon Realm Competition?”

He Yunlong’s face was slightly dim, and he shook his head: “I think, but I don’t have that ability.”

Kunpeng had no choice but to comfort him, and then stopped asking questions. He Yunlong didn’t say much, and he didn’t take the initiative. It was difficult to get more information from him.

However, it doesn’t matter anymore.

The important thing is that Kunpeng already knew that the spirit race of the demon world had appeared many tens of thousands of years ago and started to operate the demon world. In this way, part of the soul of the Heavenly Demon had already escaped from Bu Zhou Mountain, otherwise it would not have been possible for him to lay out for so many years.

And the layout of the human world is not too long, perhaps the latest in his six world layout.

Probably when the layout of the human world is completed, he will launch a war to destroy the six worlds, and then turn the six worlds into the spiritual world.

From the current situation that Kunpeng understands, the overall strength of the spirit body in the human world can completely crush any warrior in the human world at will, even those who cultivate the cultivator and the gods.

The spirit races of the demon world are also capable of crushing the various races of the demon world.

The other circles may be similar.

From this point of view, the layout of the Heavenly Demon may also be coming to an end. The war to wipe out the Six Realms may happen at any time, and the time left for Kunpeng seems to be gone all of a sudden.

This caused Kunpeng’s heart to tighten slightly, feeling such an urgent pressure for the first time.

His layout has just begun, and the demons are nearing completion. How should he fight this battle of the six realms?

While he was in deep thought, the various demon race players had already arrived in Qi, and the monks of the spirit race who presided over the Demon Realm Grand Competition also flew up to the high platform on the north side of the big square.

More than a dozen ninth-level spiritual monks stood in a row, standing on the high platform, leaning back, overlooking the audience. The host walked to the front of the high platform and glanced around.

On the big square, it is conservatively estimated that there are more than a million monster monks, and the monster people gathered here are probably all the elites of the monster generation of the monster world.

Faced with so many demon race monks, the spirit race only dispatched more than ten monks, which shows how full their confidence is. More than a dozen people, a place with a million people.

At the ninth level of the spirit level, compared to the ninth-level monster race and the monks below, in terms of strength alone, it is really like the difference between an elephant and an ant. But with more than a dozen ninth-level cultivators, it’s probably not an easy task to kill a million monster cultivators, right?

Of course, millions of monsters cultivators cannot be as united as spiritual cultivators. If something happens, no monster cultivator may dare to resist. This is also the key to spiritual cultivators’ ability to control the situation.

Numerous monster monks in the main square, after the spirit host’s gaze swept over, they shut up instantly, and the audience soon became quiet, and even their breathing was suppressed as much as possible.

“The Demon Realm Competition held once every ten years, I will host today.” The host is blessed by spiritual power, and the audience is sounded.