Near the shore, I saw a giant fountain floating in the air, and the water flowed down from the sky, blooming green lotus on the beach, and dissipating between the blue waves in a moment.

"This Qinglian Pond is a unique welcome ceremony for the aquarium." Lao Jin smiled.

Liang Yan nodded slightly, glanced at him and saw many demon cultivators on the shore, with extremely low cultivation levels and not even the foundation-building period.

Most of these demon cultivators dressed simply and had a humble attitude. When they saw the ships coming and going, they took the initiative to come forward to greet them.

Seeing this, Lao Jin sighed and said, "The magical clan's meridian opening period is much more difficult than the human clan's Qi refining period. These are all little monsters with poor qualifications and no background. They know that they will never be able to successfully open the meridians in this life with their own abilities, so they are willing to come to the island to be a slave, hoping that a miracle will happen..."

"Well, this is normal. After all, there are many demon cultivators coming and going on this island. If you are attracted by a high-level demon cultivator and reward some opportunities, you may be able to successfully open your pulse." Liang Yan said lightly.

While talking, the boat had already stopped at the dock.

As soon as everyone got off the boat, dozens of little demons surrounded him.

"Senior, do you need a guide? I know all the shops on this island!"

"Senior, don't listen to him. I am the one who knows the most about this island. Choose me!"

"Senior, choose me... I haven't received guests for many days. If no one orders me today, I will not see the sun tomorrow."

...

More than a dozen voices rushed to the scene.

Liang Yan looked around and saw these demons pushing each other, full of hostility between them, but they tried their best to please him, an outsider.

Women show off their charm, while men show off their misery and seek sympathy... He has seen too many such things.

Suddenly, I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw a thin boy in the corner of the dock in the distance.

The boy did not compete like others, but held a book alone and read it carefully in a quiet corner, looking like he had been immersed in the world of books.

Liang Yan swept it with his spiritual sense and saw that it was a martial arts book that opened the meridian realm, with three small words "Bibo Gong" written on the cover.

The mantras in the book are extremely superficial. Practicing according to this method, it is a blessing to be able to open up three meridians. It is a delusion to build the foundation.

But the young man read it with relish, comprehending it word by word, for fear of reading it wrong.

"This kid is interesting..."

Liang Yan smiled slightly and appeared next to the boy.

"My friend, everyone else is scrambling to be a guide, why are you indifferent?"

The young man was thinking hard, but suddenly heard his voice and was startled. He hurriedly raised his head and happened to meet Liang Yan's clear gaze.

"I, I... can't steal them." The young man stammered.

"Can't rob it? I think you don't want to rob it, right? What's your name?" Liang Yan asked with a smile.

"Meng Qian, junior." The young man whispered.

"Meng Qian? Good name."

Liang Yan pondered for a moment and asked, "Why are you studying here alone without fighting for opportunities like them?"

"I always feel that it is better to seek others than to seek others. If I work harder, I may be able to break through the foundation-building period with my own strength." Meng Qian said neither humble nor arrogantly.

"It's better to begging for yourself than asking others!"

Liang Yan laughed and asked, "Would you like to be my guide?"

"Senior, since he said so, I should obey the order."

Meng Qian said, carefully putting the book "Bibo Gong" into his arms, then stood up and saluted him respectfully.

"I don't know what you need to come to this island. Although my juniors have a low cultivation level, they still have a good understanding of the situation on this island."

"I want to find some places with many people to find out what is the most lively place on this island?" Liang Yan asked.

"It's a coincidence that the most lively place here must be Linglong Tower in the center of the island. There is a large exchange meeting every month, but this exchange meeting has just ended and now it's empty."

"Is there anything else?"

"Another place..." Meng Qian pondered for a moment and replied: "Then there is only the 'demon fighting arena' in the south. I wonder if the senior is interested?"

"Demon Fighting Arena?"

"It's the demon clan's athletic platform." Lao Jin's voice came from behind.

Liang Yan looked back and saw Lao Jin and Xiong Yue'er coming.

"The demon clan advocates power, and there are such competitive platforms among the five clans. Those who come on stage bet on their lives! Only when one side is killed by the other side will the game end, and the winner will obtain all the items of the loser, including the other side's slaves."

After hearing this, Liang Yan frowned slightly.

"Isn't it very barbaric? But this is the demon clan. Welcome to the demon clan." Lao Jin smiled through a voice.

Liang Yan chuckled and said to Meng Qian: "Okay, take me to the athletic platform to have a look."

"Affect the order."

Meng Qian saluted Lao Jin and Xiong Yue'er one by one, then turned around and led the way.

Linglong Island is not big. Everyone headed south and turned a few rugged rocks, and suddenly saw a hundred-foot red rock rising from the ground.

From a distance, I saw three thousand six hundred animal bone torches embedded on the circular rock wall, and the blazing flames illuminated the entire platform red!

"There is the demon arena!"

Meng Qian pointed to the rocky platform in the distance: "Senior only needs to pay a certain amount of spirit stones to watch the demon fight as an audience."

Liang Yan nodded slightly after hearing this.

As a hard currency, spirit stones can be used in both humans and demons.

He gave some spirit stones casually, and the guards of the demon arena immediately smiled and invited them into the venue respectfully.

The group followed the stairs to the rocky platform, and saw that the audience was full of people. All kinds of demon cultivators gathered here, and most of them looked at the field excitedly.

Liang Yan, Lao Jin and others found a seat at will and also looked at the field.

I saw twelve black iron pillars penetrated straight into the sky on the outer side of the demon fighting arena. Each pillar was carved with runes that looked like black dragons, connected to each other's aura, forming a defensive barrier.

It is obvious that this is the work of the Black Dragon Palace to prevent the fight in the field from accidentally hurting the audience.

At the highest point of the stand was a nine-meter-high bronze dragon head, and a shirtless man stood at the bend of the dragon horn. The beads of skeletons hanging on his chest were jingling as he roared his arms:

"The seventh game! The style of the Snake tribe against the Zhu Yan clan Chi Liao!"

The sound waves caused the torches to explode, and Mars fell like rain.

As soon as he finished speaking, the barrier opened and the two demon cultivators appeared at the same time.

On the left is a tall and thin young man with a pale face; on the right is a strong and muscular banshee.

"Look at our 'Snake Emperor'! Last month, three challengers were torn alive! Each snake scale was stained with the enemy's brain!"

The shirtless man had a very loud voice, which made the entire demon fighting arena buzzing.

A tide of boo suddenly broke out on the east side of the stands, and several mermaids swung their fish tails and threw the gambling ticket into the air.

The big man grinned his fangs and then shouted: "Look at our Mr. Chi Liao again! The berserker who has never been seen in a thousand years in the Zhu Yan clan! I just hung the battle flag on my father's head yesterday!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent cheer broke out in the stands.

"Chiliao is the most powerful!"

"Chiliao is invincible!"

"Kill that snake spirit!"

...

The demons cheered and shouted, most of them cheered for the banshee.

The shirtless man on the platform took the opportunity to shout: "The bet starts! The bet on Qufeng bet on his poisonous fangs are fast enough! The bet on his bet on her axe blade is sharp enough!"

In an instant, the gambling tickets in the audience floated into the field like snowflakes, most of which fell behind Chi Liao, and only a very small amount fell behind Qu Feng.

"Senior, who do you think will win?" Meng Qian asked from the side.

Liang Yan smiled slightly, but before he could speak, a demon cultivator next to him shouted: "Is that needless to say? It must be Chi Liao! With her strength, she can play two music styles, and there is no suspense in this battle!"

"good!"

The demon cultivators nearby also said: "Although they have the same realm, Chi Liao's strength is far superior to that of the demon cultivators of the same realm. They are invincible with the thunder axe, and they cannot stop it with Qu Feng's strength."

"Fellow Taoist, you are very unfamiliar with me. You should be a newcomer, right? You should bet quickly, everyone is betting on Chi Liao. This time I will make a sure profit and not lose money."

Faced with the kindness of the demon cultivators around him, Liang Yan just smiled slightly and didn't speak.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

There was a loud drum sound from the platform.

The shirtless man grabbed the gambling tickets on the demon fighting stage with his hands.

"The betting time is over, and both of them signed a life-and-death contract, and they will never stop until they die. Only one party dies completely can the other party leave the demon arena."

"Now I announce that the battle begins!"

With the shirtless man roaring, the two demons on the field released a powerful aura at the same time.
To be continued...