The flashing black shadow was caused by moonlight. When I looked back, I found that at some point, there were more than a dozen Taiyi Jinxian Wu clans flying behind me, looking at me with a smile on my face, among which was the witch clan who issued orders on the stone platform during the day.

He was dead, Zhaoming was shocked. He knew what the consequences would be if the prisoner was caught without anyone saying it.

There are more than a dozen Taiyi Jinxians, and I won’t have any chance.

"Tsk tsk!" The witch clan who gave the order shook his head slightly: "It turns out that he is unwilling to be lonely!"

"I'm going to say it's stupid!" A witch clan beside him, holding a snake-headed staff, laughed: "A little Xuanxian actually wants to escape from the Colosseum. It's naive, ridiculous! Even if the sub-saint comes, he has to tame it like a dog!"

The witch clan who issued the order snorted: "I calculated that he would escape, but I didn't expect that he would act today! He was brave but not resourceful, and he didn't know how to investigate clearly before making any more conspiracy!"

The witch clan holding a snakehead stick was extremely happy: "We have calculated the time wrong, so we can't tell the difference between winning and losing. But I bet he would walk through this door, so I naturally won a little bit! I didn't say much, it's still the same rule, I'll send my things to my house!"

Several witch tribes in the Taiyi Jinxian Realm kept saying some jokes, as if they were not there, which suddenly caused an unknown anger in his heart.

He mobilized all his true energy, shouted loudly, and a sun fist hit the gate. A mysterious light flashed, and like the daytime, a powerful force rebounded back. The gate did not move at all, but Zhaoming flew out in blood.

The force remained on his body and kept entangled, making Zhaoming twitch on the ground and felt extremely painful.

"I don't know how to learn from the lessons I have suffered during the day. The lowly demon clan is stupid!" The witch clan who gave the order shook his head slightly, with a cold look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a lowly livestock.

The witch clan holding a snakehead stick smiled: "But this little demon has good talent and qualifications. In anger, it was so easy for one person to kill more than a thousand people in the same realm."

Zhaoming twitched on the ground, and had just recovered. Hearing what this person said, he couldn't help but feel angry again. It would be fine if he was talking about killing tens of thousands of witch clans, but he was talking about killing his own tribe. The helpless pain was like a knife constantly slashing his heart.

The witch clan who issued the order sneered again: "No matter how good the talent is, what if it is? There are more talented people in the world. The genius who can grow up is the real genius. Now that it is in the Colosseum, not to mention just a little demon, even if the emperor of the demon clan came in, there would be no future."

In the Colosseum, talent has no meaning to the demons or immortals inside except that they can live a little more time.

In the battle between blood and fire, under the impact of life and death, in order to survive, as long as you can survive, your strength will undoubtedly improve quickly. However, when the witch clan feels that a prisoner has a certain threat, he will use various means to kill him.

So no matter how talented the person is, once he gets here, there will be no future. No matter what kind of genius you are, it is impossible for you to use the Xuanxian realm to fight against Taiyi Jinxian or even the sub-saint strongmen.

The witch clan holding a snakehead rod nodded: "I know it. After entering your Menghuai Colosseum, how can anyone go out alive? But this kid has a good talent. It would be quite good if he could tame him into a demon slave."

The Witch Clan who issued the order was a son of the Meng family of the Wudao clan, named Meng Huai. Although it is not as strong as the most peers in the clan, it is not comparable to the ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal Witch Clan. It is extremely powerful and cautious, and is entrusted with important tasks. It manages the Colosseum here.

Meng Huai shook his head: "Liuqi, you don't need to think too much about this! If you want to catch some demons and try your witchcraft, you can find some mediocre demons or go to the demon garden. No slave who seems to be threatening to me can go out of my Colosseum."

The witch clan holding a snakehead stick is named Liu Yu. Like Menghuai, they are also children of the Wudao clan. The Meng family is known for their speed, while the Liu family is the most powerful family in Wudao witchcraft.

There are many types of witchcraft and all attack and defense are available, but the use of large-scale witchcraft requires sacrifices, so when practicing, living creatures are often needed to be sacrificed.

When Liu Ying heard Meng Huai's rejection, he frowned and felt a little unhappy: "It's just a boy in the Xuanxian realm. What can he do?"

Meng Huai snorted coldly: "Now Xuanxian, who knows whether he will be the Immortal King in the future? When Hongjun arrived in my Wudao, he was only in the realm of the Heavenly Immortal. The high priest accidentally asked him to escape. In less than a hundred years, he became the Taoist ancestor. Who knows the future? If we only think about his achievements in the current realm, we will only die!"

"You group of elixirs and witchcraft are all like this, arrogant and arrogant. Teng Xi from the Teng family was sent to Tianjiling for special missions. He didn't know what he did, but suddenly disappeared, and even the black furnace of the Teng family was lost. In my opinion, it was probably like you, who used the demon clan to refine elixirs, and finally made a strange refinement. Be careful, don't follow his footsteps."

When Liu Ying heard this, she became even more unhappy: "How can he compare with me with his half-baked? You look down on others too much."

Meng Huai shook his head: "I'm not interested if he can compete with you."

He looked at Zhaoming again and said, "Don't forget how this guy came to the Colosseum."

"Isn't it just flying in from the sky? It's also because he was in a difficult life and actually sent it here by himself." Liu Jing said without caring.

Zhaoming appeared on the same day, which made the battle of life and death reach **. No demon clan has ever entered the Colosseum in this way. It has been spread by the witch clan, but it is more of a joke.

Meng Huai didn't think so, but said with a serious look on his face: "I'll bring you a demon clan now, and you can try to throw it in from outside. The prohibition here was arranged by the High Priest. Even the sub-saint realm could not be easily entered, but he broke through the restriction and went inside."

"I'm curious now how he did it, and since he can come in, will he have the chance to go out!"

Liu Ying laughed: "You are worrying about nothing. I have seen it just now. He has no choice but to take the restriction of the Colosseum, otherwise he would not have been injured again and again. And even if he can really go out, so what if he is just a mysterious immortal, he can easily catch him back."

"Don't say more. No one who seems to be in danger in my opinion can leave here, even if it's just a mysterious immortal!" Meng Huai still refused, and called a few more Golden Immortals and Witch Clans to instruct: "Take this demon clan into the punishment room and handle it according to the rules!"

"Abide by the order!" Several Golden Immortal Witch Clans received the order and stepped forward to arrest Zhaoming.

"ah!"

Zhaoming was so fierce that he could not accept obediently. He didn't care about so many Taiyi Jinxian around him, and roared, raised his hand and knocked out a sun fist.

The trapped beast still flew, which was naturally terrifying. The faces of several golden immortals changed slightly, and they had to retreat after an instinctive reaction.

Meng Huai snorted coldly: "You dare to act rashly!"

He raised his hand and counted hundreds of black lights, and all hit Zhaoming. This was the attack of Taiyi Jinxian. Even the body of the mysterious weapon was as vulnerable as tofu. Each one was like a sharp blade, easily penetrated Zhaoming's body, and hit him like a hornet's nest.

Life and death are natural, but such injuries immediately made Zhaoming like a bird with broken wings, and his true energy was difficult to condense. He could only lie on the ground and remain unmoved as if his bones were sucked.

Seeing the opportunity, several witch tribes in the Golden Immortal Realm immediately stepped forward and held them down. They had a great force, so they were naturally in order to retaliate against the humiliation that they had just retreated.

He clamped the meridians tightly, then politely performed with Meng Huai, and took Zhaoming to the punishment room.

"Meng Huai, how about a convenience with me?" Liu Ying refused to give up.

Meng Huai shook his head: "No need to say more, I can't hand him over to you, and there is a person who makes me feel very troublesome here. I have a little demon to keep. It's useful for me to keep this little demon."

After saying that, he left with his longevity. Liu Yu was extremely unhappy and chased him.

Colosseum.

After escorting Zhaoming, several Golden Immortals and Witch Clans were very skillful in tying Zhaoming to an iron pillar. Whether the iron pillar or the chain were all magic weapons, they could lock Taiyi Golden Immortal. Zhaoming was unable to break free from it only a mysterious immortal.

After tied up, several Golden Immortal Witch Clans were waiting aside, and soon a short fat man came in. This shortness was only half a head higher than Zhaoming's height in terms of witch Clan. But fatness was really fat, only two meters tall, but it was more than two meters long. At first glance, it looked like a round cake.

"Master Wulong!"

Seeing this man come in, several Golden Immortals and Witch tribes hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

The short and fat man called Wulong looked at Zhaoming and smiled strangely. I don’t know if it was because of his strange body or for another reason, the sound seemed to be echoing in the valley and then again, and it actually had a sense of stress, which made people feel even more creepy.

After laughing, Wulong looked at several witch tribes and asked, "It seemed that there was something going on just now. Did this guy make a fuss?"

A witch nodded: "It's this guy, who is new to the house, who wants to escape, so he doesn't know where the Colosseum is, so he can't even run out."

Another Golden Immortal Witch Clan said with a look of hatred: "Master Wulong, this demon clan is very strong. Master Meng Huai said that if you have any methods, just say hello and don't kill him. You have to play slowly in the future!"

Wulong laughed loudly, and there were waves of echoes that made several witch tribes feel a little uncomfortable.

After stopping, he looked at Zhaoming with a stern look: "I will naturally treat you well. I still want to escape in the Colosseum. It seems that we are not well served."

A bloated big hand stroked Zhaoming's body, and suddenly inserted a finger into the still bleeding hole of Zhaoming's body.

"Let's start here!"
Chapter completed!