When Cheng Jun heard this, seeing that he was so confident, he believed what he said and asked, "You have been away from there for tens of thousands of years, have you ever contacted your disciples?"

The old demon said dejectedly: "No. I left too hastily, and I don't even know who the next generation leader is. Alas, my evil disciple was the best qualification, and it was the successor of the robe and man I chose, but he betrayed me. We both killed each other and finally ended up in a loss. Wangu Cave was given to whom. With the virtues of my evil disciples, I would definitely not obey each other. Maybe there would be internal strife and I would not be able to live a life of peace if I didn't kill them. Alas, it might be broken into seven or eight pieces, and Wangu Cave had no name changed..." When he thought of this result, he couldn't help but feel excited and dispersed, a little listless.

Cheng Jun said: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. As the ancestor, why don't you hope to make some good things? Maybe a ZTE overlord has emerged from your sect, which has developed your sect into one of the top sects."

The old demon cheered up and said, "Yes, yes, this is also possible."

Just as I was talking about this, I saw the team in front slowing down, and my eyes suddenly became clear, revealing a valley.

Most of the valleys of Kunlun Mountain are warm and beautiful, and green. However, the valleys in these 100,000 mountains are surrounded by fog and miasma, cold and cold. There is a turbulent water flow between the two cliffs, barely rushing out of a river beach, and the valley is the valley. The strange rocks in the valley are rugged, the white air is confused, and it is so desolate.

In the valley, dozens of other men in black dressed in the same dress were waiting, silently. At the bottom of the valley, a black blanket was covered with a bluestone, and a man in black robe sat upright. The mask on his head was slightly yellow and almost light golden. There was a blood-colored gem on his bones and forehead. Judging from his temperament, he was the leader.

The old demon moaned and said, "It's over. Our Wangu Cave is doing so miserable. Did you see that mask? It's the mask of our Wangu Cave's second only to the master of the sect. At that time, my bad disciple was just in this position, and the other few cave masters would also be a Yuanshen God. Look at him, but his cultivation of the Essence Pill just now was less than the Soul-Cleaning Stage. He might not even be a deacon in the past, but now he has become a cave master. Look at the mat made under his butt, and the people around him look like a poor man. Our Wangu Cave is finished."

Cheng Jun comforted him a few words and then heard Nantong say, "It's time to come today. Look at the group of demons gathering here, and there must be actions. These demons were originally in Yanyun and the North Kingdom, but now they appear here. Maybe there is a special transfer channel. If we take his channel, we will save a lot of effort. Let's wait first and see how they are." As he said that, he hid in a hidden place, his hidden aura, and he did not move.

Cheng Jun said intimately: You are wrong. They really may not have any transfer channels, because they did not come from the northern country at all. The old demon said that this man was a cave master, so there must be a sect above him. Who knows whether the sect will come or not? The sect master's cultivation is the same as that of Nantong, and the sect must be higher. Now the sword master is resting for a while. If a god comes, he will not be able to deal with it. Just as he was about to suggest taking a step back, the man in black suddenly retreated and formed a ring array to reveal a piece of ground in the center.

The cave master in the middle stood up, walked up slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "The time has come, are you all here?" Although his voice was low, he still had a female voice. He was actually a woman, but he was already old.

A man in black stepped forward and said, "Master of the Cave, forty-nine elite disciples in my Luangu Cave came in three teams. Five people were lost on the way, and the remaining forty-four were all here."

The cave owner said, "Well, the 100,000 mountains are extremely dangerous and only these few people have been damaged. This time, our Luangu Cave has all the elites, and we have come to the 100,000 mountains from a long way to the sacred object of the ancestor..."

Cheng Jun couldn't help but say, "Why, what holy objects do you have hidden here?"

The old demon said angrily: "I have a sacred object! I have never been here at all. Is there any sacred object hidden here? Is the ancestor they are talking about? The key is not here. What did you hear her just now? There are only more than 40 elites who have joined the hole? Just based on these people, five or six foundation-building stages, and many monks in the devil-in stage are called elites? Essence... Essence is his grandmother!"

Seeing that he was obsessed with him, Cheng Jun could not comfort him. Because after such a interruption, the cave master behind him didn't hear anything, so he heard more than 40 disciples cheering in unison and shouting: "Long live the Luan Bone Cave!" He thought that the cave master said something to boost morale, and the disciples underground responded in unison.

The cave master waved his hand, and forty-nine disciples dispersed and divided into two groups. The twenty-four disciples in the middle arranged into a formation according to their directions. The other twenty-five people held magic weapons around them, which seemed to be used as guards.

The cave owner walked to the open valley and said, "Please pass on the spiritual treasures of ancestors."

A disciple came up and said a box was raised high. Cheng Jun couldn't help but stretch his head and looked carefully, and felt that the old demon was lying on top of his head, and his head was stretched longer than him.

The cave owner reached out to take something out of the box, held it respectfully in his hand, and raised it over his head. In the sun, he saw that the object was white and white, which was a beast bone of a limb. The bones were only the size of a palm, but they were all in the head and tail, and they couldn't tell which animal it was.

The cave owner said, "We have arrived at the holy land and also obtained the holy bones. Now it is time to take out the holy objects." He pinched his hands and the beast bones were wrapped in a blue light and floated in the air.

The cave owner took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the bottle plug, and a round beast pill rolled out, flew gently into the beast bone, shouting: "The holy beast is resurrected!"

I saw the light in the sky brightly, and the beast bone flashed a few times in the sky, as if it was about to come back to life.

Sudden--

With a puff, the animal bone fell from mid-air and fell all over the floor.

The only thing that gives face is that the beast bones are still lying on the head, tail and limbs, and they do not fall into a pile of broken bones, which shows a little difference.

Everyone present was stunned and there was silence around him.

The cave owner murmured: "How could it be...How could it be..."

I heard someone outside the valley laughing out loud. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!