Tens of thousands of years ago, the Demon Emperor made a suggestion to create a championship competition, where the ten major tribes would compete with each other.

Only the winner will be eligible to pick the Holy Demonic Fruit.

For ten consecutive years, the Taylor tribe has always won the first place, which has also caused other tribes to become increasingly dissatisfied with the Taylor tribe.

Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, because Taylor's cultivation level is far higher than that of the other nine Demon Emperors, so he can only swallow his anger.

Unknowingly, the team had arrived at the place designated by Liu Wuxie.

"is it here?"

Reike asked Liu Wuxie.

"Not far away!"

Liu Wuxie pointed to the mountain col in the distance, which was that area.

"You stay here, I'll go take a look."

In case there was any danger, Reike dispatched two demons to rush towards the mountain col, leaving the other demons to stay where they were.

"Take me with you to have a look. Maybe we can meet the lost team."

Liu Wuxie quickly caught up, following closely behind Reike.

Lake did not stop him. After all, Liu Wuxie was not a member of their team and had no jurisdiction.

Four figures headed straight for the mountain col.

Liu Wuxie naturally had his purpose in choosing this place, because there were no other demons in this area except them, which made it easier for him to do what he did next.

"Long Tian, ​​are you ready?"

Liu Wuxie secretly communicated with Long Tian while walking.

This opportunity cannot be missed.

Not long ago, when Liu Wuxie discussed this plan with Long Tian and the others, Long Tian tried his best to stop it.

It's too dangerous to do this. If you're not careful, you'll be doomed.

In order to get the Holy Demonic Fruit, Liu Wuxie had no choice but to take risks.

"Ready!"

Long Tian showed a determined look on his face. This mission was not only about whether they could find the Holy Demonic Fruit, but also about their life and death.

As they were getting closer and closer to the mountain col, Liu Wuxie's heart was beating fast.

The Eight Treasures Pagoda turned into a point of light and disappeared in front of him. Reike was in the ordinary Immortal Realm and could not sense it at all.

"Dragon spirit!"

Before stepping into the mountain col, Lake felt a faint dragon aura and his face lit up with joy.

After three steps followed by two steps, we finally arrived at the col.

I saw a dying dragon lying deep in the mountain col, covered in blood.

"Captain Lake, we are so prosperous, and there is an injured dragon here."

The two demons who came with Lake had bright eyes, and they were very lucky.

"Lord Lake, we must be careful lest this is a trap."

Liu Wuxie did not forget to remind her.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you see that this dragon is about to die? If other demons get ahead, we won't even be able to drink the soup."

The two demons following Lake had already lost their minds, and the demon blood in their bodies was ready to stir.

As long as they drink the dragon's blood, they will be able to break through to the demon realm, and their status in the demon clan will be improved a lot.

Rick gritted his teeth, and desire quickly took over his reason.

As long as this dragon is captured alive, Demon King McCarthy will definitely reward him heavily, so that he can enjoy the same high treatment as other peak demon kings.

In less than a moment, four people appeared beside the dragon clan.

Looking at the fat dragons, Reike looked impatient and opened his mouth to drink the dragon's blood.
Chapter completed!