"Such talents naturally have to join our Nine Demons Valley. In this way, our Nine Demons Valley can be called the Ten Demons Valley."

The origin of the Nine Demon Valley is because the people who created this demon holy land were nine powerful demon masters from the human race.

The big demon in the Nine Demons Valley is a god, and the two demons to the nine demons behind it are all gods.

Only with the nine gods in charge can the Nine Demon Valleys stand firm, and can even compete with the top tribes among the demons.

And this young man in purple robe is the Nine Demons Xiao Zijian. He has been trained to become a god and demon for a hundred years, and he has been trained to become a god for fifty thousand years. He can be called a genius.

The environment of the world in the middle plane is superior, and there are sufficient resources for cultivation. It is not difficult for an extremely talented person to become a god or demon, and it usually takes about a hundred years.

But if you want to cultivate to the realm of gods, it takes endless years. Even Feng Wuxin, who is known as the number one genius in Xuantian Realm for tens of thousands of years, spent thousands of years cultivating to become a god, and another 30,000 years before he became a god.

God.

Tian Wuque's talent and qualifications were said to be better than Feng Wuxin's, but it was a pity that he died in Luo Xiu's hands before he could become a god or demon.

A month passed quietly. After he killed Qinggui Valley, instead of continuing to retaliate, the leader of the Qinglin Tribe came to the Tuming Tribe to apologize to him.

The fifth level of the Martial Emperor can kill gods and demons. The Green Scale Tribe obviously regards him as a genius cultivated by a super powerful force in the human race and demonic path.

The Green Scale Tribe does not dare to provoke such a genius, otherwise it will be catastrophic. Even the top tribe of the Demon Tribe will not provoke the powerful forces of the Human Tribe for the sake of a Blue Scale Tribe.

The affairs of the Tuming Tribe have come to an end, Luo Xiu is about to leave, and the Qinglin Tribe has bowed its head. Even if he leaves, with his invisible deterrent, the Qinglin Tribe does not dare to do anything to the Tuming Tribe.

Just when he was about to leave, a spirit boat flew from the distant horizon, and there was a young girl standing pretty on the spirit boat.

"This young master, my master has invited me." The girl smiled and got off the spiritual boat, holding a jade slip in both hands with a very respectful attitude.

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Chapter completed!