As he anticipated, the Azure-Eyed Demon Wolf was far more powerful than the Wind Chaser Leopard, charging in with murderous intent. But it arrived quickly and died just as fast; before it could even reach Lin Feng, ​​it was ambushed and killed by the Bloodsucking Vine Demon. The corpses of the two demonic beasts, along with the pervasive stench of blood, quickly attracted even more demonic beasts. Lin Feng sat motionless on the small hill, resting with his eyes closed, allowing the Bloodsucking Vine Demon to slaughter freely. Gradually, the hillside piled high with the corpses of demonic beasts, the seemingly low hillside concealing deadly danger. Back in the Demon Refining Field, the Bloodsucking Vine Demon was like a god of death, appearing and disappearing without a trace, killing as many demonic beasts as they came. After consuming a large amount of demonic blood, the Bloodsucking Vine Demon's transformation became even more evident; the sprouting buds at its roots trembled ge

The vampire vine demon is bloodthirsty by nature, with an unbearable craving for blood and slaughter, and it took the initiative to attack the beast horde. The demonic beasts gathered at the foot of the hill became restless, their instincts sensing danger. But seeing the mountain of demonic beast corpses on the hillside and Lin Feng who had broken into the Demon Refining Rift Valley, they were reluctant to leave. The vampire vine demon's attack came faster than expected. The little earth dragon, which had burrowed underground, suddenly burst forth and bit the tail of a giant python. With just a light bite, the python, whose waist was as thick as a water vat, collapsed to the ground, unable to move, its blood instantly drained away. The blood-sucking vine demon lurking inside the little earth dragon used the same trick again, catching it completely off guard. In an instant, there was no time to react; by the time it realized what had happened, it was too late. The beast horde sti

"Everyone, the grand competition is about to begin. Now, I will announce some specific rules for this competition." A middle-aged steward dressed in a blue battle robe walked up to the high platform and voiced. He paused, then announced. "As in previous years, this grand competition is divided into three stages. The first stage is the preliminary selection, open to all except the disciples of the Hundred-Man Hall. Participants will fight in pairs, and those who win three consecutive matches will earn the title of Elite and advance to the next stage. The second stage is the Elite Challenge, where all elite disciples will be divided into one hundred teams, each challenging a disciple from the Hundred-Man Hall. The final winners will become elite disciples and advance to the next stage. The third stage is the elimination round, where one hundred elite disciples will fight in pairs to determine the final rankings..." The crowded square where people were passing on their skills quieted do

"Hey, Mei Niang, look, that disciple is catching up!" Feng Feixue turned around, looked at Lin Feng who was quickly catching up, and let out an exaggerated scream. Her eyes were cunning, and her two ponytails swayed back and forth behind her head, as if she wanted to stir up trouble. "Feng Feixue!" The middle-aged woman at the head of the group, Ye Jiaomei, turned around and scolded him with a mixture of pity and helplessness, saying, "Now that you're at the Celestial Blade Sect, you can't act as recklessly as you would in your own sect. This is how Celestial Blade Sect disciples dress. When they go out for training, they all wear wide, flowing cloud-patterned hats. This person must have just returned from training and looks travel-worn. Quickly, call him 'Senior Brother' and apologize to him." The middle-aged woman, Ye Jiaomei, spoke with a stern tone, yet her voice was soft enough to melt even the coldest heart. Like Han Su, her face was veiled, obscuring her features, but her vol

"Back away!" "Run!" Several female disciples of the Fallen God Palace cried out in surprise again, even Ye Jiaomei, who was in the lead, pulled the longbow from her back. She gave a wink and led the other female disciples to protect Feng Feixue as they slowly retreated. "We can't leave, Sister Mei. If we leave, this fool is doomed." Feng Feixue's eyes darted around, unwilling to leave, wanting to stay and watch the excitement. "No, Feixue, listen to me, let's go!" Ye Jiaomei shook her head resolutely, her face tense and worried, wishing she could immediately cross the bridge and get away from the danger. "I won't leave, I won't leave!" Feng Feixue stood still and said, "Sister Mei, didn't you say that we, the four immortal sects, are all of the same ilk and that we are all fellow disciples when we go out? This fool has just joined the Celestial Blade Sect and his cultivation is shallow. He has been targeted by this big bug and he is doomed. How can we just stand by and watch him