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Chapter 407 Demon General Trials

Demon Realm
Among the six races of the Three Realms, except for the Creation God Race and the God Realm, the most secretive race, no one could know his exact location before this. What Feng Hun didn't expect was that the Demon Race was actually hidden in other time and space .

Supported by two magic soldiers to the huge magic castle, Fenghun naturally entered the recuperation center. When he walked through the hall, Fenghun was obviously shocked by the magnificent scene. Unexpectedly, this magnificent building came from Demon Realm, this is dozens of times larger than the soul castle that Fenghun met in the underworld.

When he came to the recuperation room, Fenghun immediately found that there were many potions piled up in the recuperation lounge. Hundreds of kinds of elixirs and large and small medicine bottles were placed on the skeleton made of eerie white bones.

Looking forward, hundreds of demon soldiers closed their eyes and sat on the jade Zen meditating. When they saw Fenghun entering, their eyes passed over Fenghun's body, and then showed a look of disdain. They looked back and continued to meditate .

"You should rest here! The Demon Realm cannot tolerate any loss, otherwise it will appear powerless when attacking the God Realm."

"Ok!"

Feng Hun nodded, and then glanced at the few members of the demon clan who had looked at him with disdain.

"You also want to participate in the election of the magic general?"

"I advise you to give up on this idea. After all, the devil general represents the power of the entire devil world. Considering your current strength, it is still not enough to be selected."

The magic soldier supporting Fenghun said helplessly, and he hit Fenghun without hesitation.

"Running for the Demon General!"

Fenghun was stunned when he heard the words, he didn't expect to catch up with such a good day when he just came to the Demon Realm.

Thinking of this, the corners of Fenghun's mouth rose slightly, two of the five great demon generals were beheaded by him, Su Luo retired to the human world, and Hei Feng and Zi Ye were still in the demon world, so there are only three demon generals in this year's election?
Relieved, Fenghun bid farewell to the two demon soldiers and walked towards the rest platform.

Although he is somewhat interested in being a demon general, it is not enough for Feng Hun to go to the competition with his seriously injured body.

Motivated by the law of time, Fenghun closed his eyes and rested his mind. In this quiet atmosphere, Fenghun slowed down time dozens of times, and began to mobilize the energy of the whole body to repair the shocking wound.

Time passed gradually, I don't know how long it took, the demon soldiers around Feng Hun had dispersed, but Feng Hun was still sitting there intact, without any movement, many people looked at Feng Hun's injuries. There was a look of surprise.

In the Demon Realm, in order to preserve strength and avoid unnecessary losses, no matter whether it is a sparring or a martial arts competition, it will stop at the end, so the injury on Fenghun's body will inevitably surprise others.

A few days later, Fenghun started to move again. Looking at the wounds on his body that had completely healed, Fenghun's eyes revealed a touch of confidence, and he stretched comfortably. Fenghun began to walk towards the recuperation room.

"come on! Come on!"

"come on!"

"..."

Fenghun came to the competition arena following the vigorous voice, looking at the vigorous shouting below, Fenghun only felt that his eardrums were about to burst.

"Devil God Black Wind?"

"Witch Ziye!"

Just as Fenghun glanced around from the audience, he suddenly noticed two familiar faces.

Unexpectedly, the two great demon generals were actually present. Although Feng Hun had a lot of grievances with them, with Feng Hun's current strength, he was not afraid of them at all.

"Is that the Demon Emperor?"

Then he glanced at the front of the two demon generals, and saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe, sitting at the front of the ring, Fenghun looked at that man suspiciously.

The middle-aged man looked at the ring with a calm expression, not satisfied with the strength shown by the two on the ring, but just calmly, as if nothing was enough to catch the eye.

Looking back, Fenghun could feel an extremely powerful aura from him, it was a kind of aura as powerful as a god emperor, if he guessed correctly, he was indeed the devil emperor.

Turning his gaze to the two on the ring, Feng Hun found that they were out of breath, obviously they had both been injured in the fight, the ring was almost completely devastated, obviously it was the masterpiece of the two.

(End of this chapter)