The footsteps sounded, and the three sheep demons shouting stopped crying immediately. Even though they had the strength to pass the tribulation period, these three demons seemed to have never seen any big scenes. They were already scared by the situation here. They only knew that when they saw the witch clan coming, they immediately stopped making noise.

Seeing several witch tribes walking towards them step by step, the sheep demons were so scared that their faces were bloodless, shivering in a corner of the cage, and even making crying sounds.

The demon race is different from other races. Once they have spiritual intelligence, they are often in the Dan Killing Stage or even the Nascent Soul Stage. These demon races have only passed the tribulation period and have not even experienced the heavenly tribulation, just like children.

Looking at them, Zhaoming couldn't help but think of himself again. He had just escaped from Wudao, but during the Nascent Soul stage, he was also so confused and didn't know what the future would be.

After several witch tribes approached, they looked at the sheep demons and smiled, which scared them to scream again.

"What a waste!" A witch clan cursed, then walked towards Zhaoming's cage and grabbed it and walked towards the dungeon exit.

Walking out of the dungeon, the warm sunlight sets, making Zhaoming feel that the true energy in his body is more powerful and extremely comfortable. For the Fire-Swallowing Demon, the Sun Star is the best spiritual medicine and treasure in the world.

It was the life and death arena again, with more than 100,000 witch tribes watching like before, and hundreds of demon tribes have been escorted around and waiting for the battle to begin.

What is different from the past is that the witch clan did not make a noise this time. Even when he saw Zhaoming coming out, he just took a look and looked at the sky with a serious look on his face.

This situation is a bit unusual, Zhaoming was puzzled and didn't know what happened.

Soon, Meng Huai appeared on the stone platform on the side of the Colosseum. He did not say anything to Zhaoming as he used to. He also stood on the stone platform with a solemn expression, as if waiting for something.

Meng Huai did not give orders. All things naturally would not begin, and all the witch clans, including Zhaoming and other demon clans, were also waiting.

After a long time, a blue light suddenly flew from the sky and stopped at the top of the Colosseum.

Zhaoming looked up and his face changed drastically. The green light was not anything else. It was a twelve-grade green lotus platform.

Needless to say, the twelfth-grade blue lotus platform must have come from the Yaochi that day. Although Zhaoming did not see the high priest repelling powerful enemies from all sides and forcing the twelfth-grade blue lotus, there were only two witch clans who appeared in the Yaochi that day, Xianghe and the high priest.

The twelfth-grade green lotus floated out of the water before he obtained the twelfth-grade fire lotus. Now it seems that it was obtained by the witch clan. Xianghe's ability to take away such treasures is still a bit short, and even if he gets it, he will definitely give it to the high priest.

Now that the twelve-grade green lotus is coming, the terrifying high priest of the witch clan should have arrived.

Sure enough, as the twelve-grade green lotus slowly fell down, the person standing on it was exposed, wearing a hat, looking like an extremely ordinary person in the world, but it also revealed a mysterious aura that people could not forget after seeing it. Who is this the high priest?

No wonder these witch tribes have become completely different from usual, and it turns out that this person is here.

Zhaoming couldn't help but feel nervous. This was definitely not good news for him. He slapped the witch clan's ruler in the face in the past, and even said some arrogant words very loudly.

Now I have to face this person again. With the other party’s cultivation level, it is very easy to recognize his identity.

Seeing the arrival of the high priest, all the witch tribes immediately knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Welcome to the High priest!"

The voice was extremely respectful and even a little excited, which was difficult to suppress. The witch clan always recognized it as Pangu's bloodline and Pangu's authenticity. In their hearts, Pangu was the supreme god, and the high priest was the guide who could make them get closer and closer to God.

Not all witch tribes can see the high priest. Now this God's guide appears before your eyes, how can you not be excited?

Amid the sound of the mountains and thunders, the twelve-grade green lotus slowly approached, and Zhaoming's heart suddenly beated like a drum. He saw the green lotus slowly passing through the restriction of the Colosseum, as if passing through fog. It was extremely relaxed.

I don’t know if this is the method of the high priest or the power of the twelfth-grade green lotus. If the twelfth-grade green lotus can do it, then my twelfth-grade fire lotus should be.

However, unless it is absolutely necessary, Zhaoming would never dare to show off the twelfth-grade fire lotus. God knows how covetous those powerful people will attract.

After the high priest who was stepping on the twelve-grade green lotus passed by, the restriction of the Colosseum was completely closed, leaving no gap.

With a flash of figure, the high priest arrived on the stone platform, waved his hand and collected the twelve-grade green lotus.

"Master High Priest!"

Meng Huai half-kneeled on the ground, lowered his head, and was extremely respectful.

"All get up, no need to be polite! I just came here to check it out today, and there was nothing important!" The high priest said casually, and all the witch tribes stood up.

"Sir High Priest, please come here!"

Meng Huai led the high priest to a very obvious high seat on the edge of the Colosseum. This place is where he sits on weekdays and is also the best place in the entire Colosseum. Today, the high priest came, so he naturally could only accompany him.

After the high priest sat down, he sent a voice to Meng Huai and asked, "What's the situation with that person?"

Meng Huai nodded and said in a voice transmission: "Go back to the High Priest, everything is fine, and I used a little demon with a relatively suitable condition to test it. The man had no reaction. At most, healed the little demon. He should have been discouraged and his ambitions no longer exist."

The high priest nodded: "It's so good. Although his death has little effect on us, it's more useful to live. Remember not to let him die."

Meng Huai replied respectfully: "I understand!"

The high priest smiled slightly: "I haven't been to the Colosseum for a long time, let me see what it is doing now."

"As for the order!" Meng Huai turned around and waved his hand again.

The witch clan who was escorting Zhaoming immediately bound him with his true energy and threw him directly onto the ring.

After untiing the bound true energy on his body, he just stood up when he saw a demon clan thrown onto the ring and killing him.

If you don’t think too much, you will immediately fight with the other party. The arrival of the high priest was disturbed and it was no longer easy to solve the problem as usual. It took more hands and feet to knock the other party out of the ring.

The loser was executed, Meng Huai waved his hand again, but this time two demon clans attacked. After a fierce battle, the two demon clans were knocked away by Zhaoming, and four demon clans attacked.

Today's life and death arena is a bit different. Once you win a game, double the opponent will appear immediately. Zhaoming is not afraid, but is just worried that the high priest in the stands will recognize him, so he is slightly afraid.
Chapter completed!