Tie Liaosheng landed on the ground, and fifty demon clans were thrown onto the ring by the witch clans.

"The same is true for you. As long as you kill him, you can survive and you don't have to fight for a year!"

These words were like strong wine, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of the demons. With a scream, they all rushed towards Zhaoming.

The place of despair is indeed a place of despair. Zhaoming further realized the decadent old man's evaluation of this place.

The witch clan not only controls the life and death of all prisoners, but also uses various means to change the will and even the soul of the prisoners.

In the face of cruel life and death, a "no need to fight for a year" is enough to make these fifty-six demon clans destroy their consciences and fight against a fellow clan who tolerate them at all costs.

If one day, all the demons in the world are captured into such a place, then the result is...

Zhaoming felt cold in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that if there was a day when the demon clan was released, this race would be destroyed. The same race was full of suspicion, hatred, and trust, and they would be intrigue and deceitful. As long as the other races had a small reward, they would attack their own tribe members at all costs.

How sad it is to be like this. The Colosseum is not only a place to abuse and kill prisoners, but also a place to erase the blood of the demons and immortals.

"One hundred, throw another hundred demons into me!"

The Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan on the stone platform called out loud again. Zhaoming's failure to take action made him feel extremely unhappy and his face looked a little ugly. If he took action, he could kill Zhaoming in a blink of an eye, but this was not what he wanted. What he wanted was Zhaoming's surrender to fate and to the rules of the Colosseum.

With the sound of Tie Liao falling to the ground, a hundred demons were thrown into the ring again. Although the ring was not small, it began to appear a little crowded. Zhaoming dispersed his spiritual sense. His whole body was exerted to the extreme and wandered through countless attacks.

He can tie the sword tomb, and he can also claim to be invincible in the same realm. These more than a hundred demon races cannot make him afraid. What he is afraid of is the fanaticism in the eyes of these tribes and the indifference hidden after the fanaticism. His indifference towards many things.

"Two hundred, smash him to death!"

The Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan shouted again, and another sound of iron falling to the ground made Zhaoming's heart throbbing.

That harsh sound did not release one demon race after another, but closed one door after another until one day closed all the gates of the demon race world.

At this time, two hundred witch tribes flew into the sky with two hundred demon tribes, and then smashed the demon tribe in his hand like a stone towards Zhaoming.

It was like a heavy rain. It was coming. With the joint attacks of more than a hundred demon races on the ring, Zhaoming finally could not look at it indifferently and carefully dodged with all his strength.

Sometimes human power is poor, but sometimes it is too late. When a black shadow rushed towards him, Zhaoming, who was already suppressed and breathless, instinctively raised his hand to block it.

"Bang!"

A sound of bone cracks sounded, and the demons followed the throwing power of the witch clan, not only had their own strength but also the power of the witch clan, and then collided with Zhaoming's power. Three forces exploded at the same time, and even Zhaoming felt a pain in his arms. The demons were even more irresistible and were directly squeezed into pieces by the bursting force.

The flesh and blood flew over and rushed towards him, pouring on Zhaoming's body. The dazzling red color seemed to flash with mirror lights, making him confused.

It’s not that he has killed the demon clan. But that’s different from this moment. During the civil war, there is nothing to say, but the common enemy at this moment is the witch clan, why is this still happening?

The flying flesh and blood made him feel an indescribable sense of frustration and panic.

"Hahaha!"

The Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan, standing on the stone platform, burst into laughter, her eyes full of victory.

"Bang", with a loud bang, a demon clan in the Xuanxian Realm hit Zhaoming's chest with a punch. He was in a daze and had no time to dodge, and was directly bombarded into the sky.

Two more figures flew over, one palm and one kick, and fell directly on Zhaoming who was flying rapidly.

"Boom! Boom!"

The powerful force burst out with a terrible sound, and the two figures were forced back by force, and Zhaoming even fell towards the ring like a meteor.

After the impact, Zhaoming lay on the ground, with a slight crack in the ring beneath his body, but it soon recovered as before.

This is a specially treated ring, protected by restrictions, lack of strength, and is extremely difficult to damage.

I had a slight pain in my body and had a furnace body refining. The injury was not serious. I just felt that something was blocked in my heart and it was difficult to clear it, so I felt like I was numb.

How could the demon clan become like this? I thought the demon garden was the most difficult place, but now it seems that this colosseum is even better.

The demon clans that once made the world dare not say much, where did the demon clan that dominates the prehistoric world go? How can the glory of the demon clan be restored to the earth?

The bullhead demon, the dragon general, the prince of Bifang, and the king of Shangyang... can't do it, and no one can do it.

"kill!"

Some demons shouted loudly, and they were a little fanatical. Zhaoming's appearance made all demons on the ring see hope, and a hope that if he kills him for a year, he will not have to worry about his life and death.

No one considered why Zhaoming suddenly stopped running away, and no one considered why Zhaoming didn't fight back. Between dying the other party and dying himself, they chose the former without hesitation.

"kill!"

More demon clans responded, ice, thunder and lightning... A stream of true energy, either feminine or domineering, hundreds of demon clans joined forces to fight Zhaoming.

"Boom!"

The catharsis of energy continued to roar, and the energy of heaven and earth rolled, and it was like dust covering the ring.

Feeling the severe pain coming from his body, Zhaoming's heart became colder and colder. He wished that this was the real dust, completely burying himself, and never have to face everything that made people despair again.

The furnace body refining **, the realm of mysterious weapons, the defense is so terrible, and even the best witch clans in the realm are ashamed of themselves. After hundreds of demon clans bombarded for a while, Zhaoming's aura was still there, and there was no sense of chaos.

"ah!"

A demon clan in sharp armor put his hands together, as if a magic sword stabbed towards Zhaoming's purple mansion. An indescribable meaning made him feel Zhaoming's terrible, and he didn't want to miss this best opportunity.

Seeing that the hands that looked like a divine sword were about to hit Zhaoming, one hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed it with one hand, as simple as picking up stones on the ground.

The hands were caught, and a hint of panic flashed in the eyes of the demon clan wearing sharp armor, and a feeling of death arose in his heart. He immediately struggled a little and wanted to retreat, but how could he do it?

"ah!"

Zhaoming suddenly raised his head and roared, screaming at the top of his lungs, and if Du Juan cried blood, he spitted out his strength and directly squirted the flames of the sharp-armored demon clan's hands, turning the other party into a fireman.

At this moment, he cleared his mind and stopped thinking about what the demon clan is and what the same clan is.

He wants to live, he cannot die, he still has to leave here, he must leave here.

There are two choices: murder and being killed. He cannot choose the latter, so he can only choose the former.

Since you are so cruel, why do you think so much? Zhaoming yelled to the sky, and a stream of flames spurted out from his body, surging, and instantly turned into a huge fire whirlwind swept across the entire arena.

"well!"

The witch tribes around immediately became crowded and cheered loudly. This was the battle they wanted to watch, not the blind dodge they had before.

The Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan on the stone platform was even more proud. He liked this feeling, the feeling of taming a wild wolf into a domestic dog.

However, it was not enough in front of you. The Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan shouted again: "Throw all the demon clans in, the reward is still the same. Kill him and you don't have to fight within a year!"

There were more than a thousand demon clans around the arena. At this time, they received the order from the Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan. The witch clans responsible for escorting immediately took action and threw all the demon clans onto the platform.

"No...no!"

Some demons panicked and shouted loudly without too much contact. Zhaoming had already let him see his unbearable strength. It would not be very difficult to kill hundreds of demons easily, but it would not be difficult to kill more than a thousand demons in the same realm.

But they were unable to do anything. Anyone who retreated or even hesitated would be killed immediately by the witch clan behind them.

If you don’t move forward, you will die. There may be a glimmer of chance to move forward. All the demons rushed towards Zhaoming with panic on their faces.

"ah!"

Zhaoming roared loudly, turning the surrounding flames into a huge fire tornado, grabbing the tail with one hand, as if holding a Tongtian talisman in his hand and stirring wildly on the ring.

He could not think so much about it. All those who attacked him were their enemies. Either they died or they died.

Among the corpses of the sea of ​​fire, Zhaoming's heart was as cold ashes, and even felt that the whole world had become blurred, and the huge shouts gradually disappeared, and were covered in gray.

Even the Golden Immortal can kill Samadhi True Fire, let alone the Xuan Immortal. Within a moment, no one of the thousands of demons was killed.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The battle had already come to an end, but Zhaoming had no intention of stopping. He held the fire tornado and stirred wildly, with the flames getting bigger and stronger, which made many Daluo Golden Immortal Witch Clan secretly shocked.

"Haha!" The Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan laughed loudly on the stone platform: "You are the winner today. Go back and have a good rest, and the more exciting ones are still behind."

"roll!"

Zhaoming roared, suddenly soared into the sky, swept the fire tornado in his hand towards the Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan, and at the same time condensed the true energy of his body, swung out a sun fist, and killed him above the Colosseum.

He wants to break the ban here, and he wants to escape from here.

Such actions were intended to be seen at a glance, but no witch clan tried to stop him, and he looked at Zhaoming with an idiot-like look.

"Childish!" Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan sneered, slapped it casually, and smashed the fire tornado directly.
Chapter completed!