Chapter 1032 The Young Lord of the Nine Pylori Gates [1]

"I know that you are worried about me, but there are too many people and it is easy to cause suspicion." Mu Qianyue frowned slightly, and thought for a while, "Wait for you all to enter my space. If there is something, I can always call you out."

Originally, the fewer people who knew about the Tongtian Tower, the better, but Moshang Fengling and Ke Yingying were probably their own people.

For her sake, for the sake of this friendship, even the eerie Hell Prison can accompany her to go through, life and death. If such a friend is not trustworthy, then what else can be trusted?

As for Mu Rutian, he is a stubborn guy, and he will not leak any news about Mu Qianyue.

So, a few of them are reliable people.

After eating, Mu Qianyue and his group left the restaurant and found a place where no one was around. The space of Tongtian Tower was opened, and Mu Rutian, Moshang Fengling, Nalan Xueling, and Ke Yingying were all taken in. .

When Mu Qianyue was walking on the streets of Shura City, she met an acquaintance.

The one who can be called an acquaintance here is naturally the young master of Raksha City, Bru.

Bruce was very surprised when he saw Mu Qianyue, and hurriedly smiled and walked forward, "Ms. Mu, so you are here!" As if remembering something, an embarrassed and apologetic smile appeared on his face, "What happened that day I'm really sorry, I didn't expect my father to..."

"It's okay, I've already taken revenge." Mu Qianyue said lightly.

Although his father, Bunil, was a jerk and would repay his kindness, Bru was a nice guy.

Bruce asked nervously, "Then will we still be friends in the future?"

"Of course." Mu Qianyue nodded.

"That's really great!" Bruce smiled excitedly, "Miss Mu, did you come to Shura City to participate in the martial arts competition?"

"Yes, are you too?" Mu Qianyue looked sideways at him and asked.

"Yes, it is!"

"Then can you tell me about this martial arts competition? I don't understand very well."

"Of course, the martial arts competition will be held every one hundred years. People from the entire Nether Prison can participate. Every time it is held, there will be thousands of people participating, but only twelve people will be selected in the end. Once selected, enter Nine Youmen, from now on, it will be the Twelve Great Shuras next to the Ghost Lord of the Netherworld. He has a noble status and a transcendent status. The speed of cultivation will be faster." Bruce explained.

"Oh..." A faint light flashed quickly in Mu Qianyue's eyes.

Here, she has a general understanding of the strength ranking of Nether Prison.

Demon generals are equivalent to emperor warriors, demon kings are equivalent to god kings, demon saints are equivalent to god emperors, and demon kings are equivalent to god emperors.

And these Asuras and Rakshasas are all incorporeal, and once they die, they will disappear forever and disappear in ashes.

But if they step into the Demon Lord level, they will have a body again, even if they die, they will not perish, just like having a second life.

Therefore, many Shuras and Rakshasa squeezed their heads and wanted to enter the Nine Nether Gates and become the follower of the ghost master, just to cultivate their own entities as soon as possible.

"Come on, let's sign up first." Bruce laughed.

Mu Qianyue followed him and walked towards the center of the city together, only to see a lot of people surrounded there, obviously all of them came to sign up for the competition.

A few Shuras who looked older were recording something with paper and pens. Their faces were full of wrinkles and their faces were ashen, which was very scary.

I haven't been to Nether Prison before, so I don't know the situation inside it at all. I didn't expect that it is managed in an orderly manner like the world. It should have all the facilities. It seems that Nether Prison is also advancing with the times.

"The two of us came to sign up." Blue said.

"Name, age, strength." Short words, said coldly.

"My name is Bruce, one hundred and fifty-one years old, a first-rank magic general."

"This is a black card for participating in the competition, take it." One person recorded it, while the other old man Shura took out a card and handed it to Bruce with a calm expression, and said casually.

"now you."

"My name is Mu Qianyue, one hundred and twenty years old, a seventh-rank demon general." Mu Qianyue thought for a while and said, and she didn't know if there was a stone here to measure her age. It would be bad if it was worn out. After all, her human real age is only twenty years old.

While Mu Qianyue was wondering, a black card was handed to her, "This is your black card."

Mu Qianyue reached out to take it, with a look of surprise on her face, registration is so simple? I thought it would be something to ask for.

"Okay, then we just have to wait for the competition in a month." Bruce said with a smile, "We can find an inn in this city first. What do you think?"

"En." Mu Qianyue nodded.

At this moment, a strange voice sounded, "Oh, isn't this the young master of Rakshasa City, Bulu? Why did you come to my Shura City?"

Hearing this voice, Bruce's face darkened in an instant, with a trace of displeasure on his brows, he didn't intend to pay attention to the visitor, looked at Mu Qianyue and said, "Let's go."

But it was obvious that the visitor did not intend to let him go easily, and with a movement of his body, he blocked his way.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. The temper of the wasteful young master Bru has changed a lot!" The visitor sneered, and then his eyes fell on Mu Qianyue who was at the side, and a bright light flashed in his eyes quickly.

"Get out of the way!" Bruce yelled angrily.

"Don't let me!" The visitor showed a sneer of disdain and contempt, "I said why you have become so angry, it turns out that there is a beautiful woman next to you, is it because you are in a hurry to show yourself in front of the beautiful woman? ?”

"Huo Jie, don't go too far!" Bruce's eyes were filled with anger.

"I just like to go too far. Hit me if you have the ability, hit me!" Huo Jie, who seemed to be about the same age as Bruce, shouted triumphantly.

Mu Qianyue noticed that Huo Jie's strength was a fifth-tier demon general, no wonder he was so arrogant in front of Bruce.

At the same age, he is four levels higher than Bruce, which shows that he is much stronger than Bruce, that's why he is so confident and insulting in front of Bruce.

Bruce was so angry that his face was livid, and he clenched his fists under his sleeves, as if he was trying his best to hold back his anger, but Huo Jie seemed to provoke him deliberately.

Mu Qianyue narrowed her eyes, reached out and grabbed Bruce's arm, and said with a light smile, "Sometimes a dog bites us, but we can't bite a dog, right? This would be demeaning, let's go."

Bruce trembled, and the anger on his face disappeared immediately, replaced with a slight smile, nodded heavily, "En."

Then he gave a cold snort to Huo Jie, turned around and left with Mu Qianyue.

Seeing the leaving figures of Bulu and Mu Qianyue, Huo Jie's eyes were full of bloodthirsty coldness, this damned stinky woman dared to take the opportunity to call herself a dog! It's just horrible!