"Yes, Master Clan."

After hearing the words of the clan leader, a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes and said respectfully, it seemed that the clan leader did not have that kind of pedantic personality.

Then, the current patriarch of the Fox Demon clan is waiting for her challenge. As for the matter of the woman in purple just now, the Black Fox Queen feels that she is not busy yet. When she has the chance, she will help the patriarch.

Since she is safe now and has joined the demon clan, her most urgent task now is to recover from her injuries first, and then think about how to help the clan leader.

"Madam Baibone, take the little black fox to the Fox City. As for the trivial matters of the demon clan, I will leave it to you."

Sun Wukong looked at the White Bone Lady and the Black Fox in front of him and said calmly, since the matter has been temporarily over, he should have a good sleep.

This experience did make him a little tired. Although he had no need to rest at all with his cultivation, Sun Wukong still enjoyed this peaceful life.

"Yes, Master Clan."

After hearing the command of the clan leader, Mrs. Baigu bowed and said respectfully, of course she knew what the trivial matters the clan leader was talking about.

The war will come soon, and she is looking forward to it. She doesn't want to die? She wants to continue to follow the clan leader? See how far the clan leader can lead the demon clan to.

"Yes, Master Clan."

After hearing the words of the clan leader, the Black Fox also bowed. He said respectfully, it doesn’t take too long? She can recover from her injuries.

At that time, let the patriarch of the Fox Demon clan be seen? She is not afraid of any creature.

Then, Mrs. Baigu and the Black Fox turned around and left the hall. Sun Wukong sat on the chair and glanced at the direction where his two subordinates left? Closed his eyes calmly.

Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Prison, would not know whether he would descend to the world where Nezha was? Even if it really came, he would not retreat. However, what he needed to think about now was to let the demon clan invade which world.

If the strength of that world is too weak? It doesn’t make sense at all, but if the strength of that world is too strong, I’m afraid? His demon clan will really suffer heavy losses.

And? Although Sun Wukong didn't think that the so-called dust empire would be? How powerful would it be, his demon clan had never fought with creatures in the technological plane after all.

If he really wanted to choose the Weichen Empire as the enemy this time, Sun Wukong could guess without thinking that his subordinates would definitely be in a hurry.

Devil's plane, Chentang Pass, General's Mansion, backyard.

Nezha lay leisurely on the chair, closing his eyes slightly, feeling the breeze blowing. This is his life, leisurely and free, and he doesn't have to pay attention to so many trivial matters.

At this moment, a blood-colored passage suddenly appeared. After a man in blood walked out of the passage, he looked at the world in front of him, glanced at the child lying on the chair not far away, and didn't care.

Ning Yuan really didn't expect that this time, he would meet such an interesting little guy. Although he was so weak, he had the means to escape from the Blood Prison.

If he hadn't been playing with a ferocious beast just now, he would have caught the little guy back to the blood prison, and then let the little guy experience it well, what is true despair.

You know, there are many demons who escaped from the Blood Prison, but the ending of those demons is also quite tragic. Their cultivation level is destroyed and their limbs are broken. They can only survive and crawl on the ground of the Blood Prison in their lifetime, and use blood to dye the earth of the Blood Prison even more red.

However, this time, he seemed to have encountered something unexpected. The little guy's aura was not in this world, and his mark seemed to have dissipated.

Ning Yuan didn't think that the little guy could resolve his mark, and it seemed that there was no strong man in this world at the same level as him.

It seems that the demons who were imprisoned in the Blood Prison by him could have a very faint hope, a hope that would make those demons persevere when they were completely lost.

After a breath, Ning Yuan came to his senses, walked out in one step, and appeared directly near the child. With a moving mind, a blood-colored throne appeared behind him.

Ning Yuan sat leisurely on the throne, looking at the child in front of him, the son of luck in this world, and he didn't care too much about the traces of that little guy.

If there is a powerful demon who dissolves his mark, that demon must be in the same realm as him, then even if he doesn't go to find that little guy.

That little guy would also come to him with that powerful demon. If that little guy has fallen and his mark accidentally dissipates, it would be fine.

There are more than 100,000 demons imprisoned by him in the Blood Prison. He can't count them anymore. How could he care about the life and death of a little guy? Now, what he is most curious about is the child in front of him, the son of luck in this world.

It was the first time he had encountered such an interesting son of fortune after walking in the world for so long. Ning Yuan had simply learned about the actions of the son of fortune from the world consciousness.

Even with his current cultivation level, he would praise this son of luck. Although he was young, he was decisive, capable and strategic, which was much better than the unimproving son of luck he had seen in the past.

Such an excellent tribe member seemed to be a little embarrassed just by staying in this world. Ning Yuan even wanted to accept this son of fortune as his disciple, so that this son of fortune would inherit his mission after his fall in the future and become the new Lord of the Blood Prison and the protector of the human race.

Nezha, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly felt something was wrong around him. The breeze just now seemed to stop a little abruptly, and Nezha opened his eyes curiously.

At first glance, he saw a man in blood sitting on a blood-colored throne, looking at him leisurely. Nezha felt that he was completely in a bad mood. He subconsciously held the token, looked at the man in blood in front of him, and said weakly.

"Well, if I close my eyes and continue to sleep now, is it still time?"

To be honest, Nezha’s feeling is the most exciting time in his life. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a strong man staring at him.

The most important thing is that the method of the strong man's appearance was too strange. He is the son of luck in this world. If he faces an ordinary enemy, the world consciousness will not see him in danger.

And this time? There were no strange phenomena or warnings, just as if the world consciousness could not detect the existence of the man in blood.

Nezha really felt that Sun Wukong had really cheated him once this time. This man in blood should be Ning Yuan, the leader of the Blood Prison that the Black Fox mentioned.

However, although Nezha felt it was very exciting, he did not have much worry. Although Ning Yuan, the Lord of Blood Prison, had a stronger cultivation than him, his backer was the group leader.

Nezha is still very confident about the power of the group leader. If the Lord of Blood Prison Ning Yuan planned to imprison him in the Blood Prison, Nezha would not have hesitated at all.

He remembered that the group leader told them that if they encounter an enemy that they cannot defeat, they just need to shout the name of the group leader and then hold their heads and lie on the ground.

Although Nezha felt that if he really shouted the name of the group leader and disturbed the group leader who was sleeping in the chaos, the consequences would be terrible, but this would be better than being imprisoned in the Blood Prison for eternity.

"Li Nezha, the former Emperor of Great Shang, is the son of luck in this world. He is so young, but he can do so many deeds that will last forever."

"I'm really curious. Why are you so powerful? Can you tell me?"

After Ning Yuan heard the words of the son of luck in front of him, a smile appeared on his calm face and said gently that he would not be deceived by the disguise of the son of luck in front of him.

The Emperor of Shang that he learned from the world consciousness of this world was not as soft and weak as before. Moreover, Ning Yuan really had no hostility.

He is the lord of the Blood Prison and the protector of the human race. Walking in the heavens and protecting the human race is his mission and responsibility, and what this son of luck does.

He appreciated it very much that not all the sons of luck have the courage to lead the elite human race and the army of demon race to fight to the death. Moreover, this son of luck is so young at the age of luck.

Ning Yuan remembered that his teacher, the previous Lord of the Blood Prison, rescued him who was about to die under the palm of the monster at that time, and then took him to walk through the heavens and taught him all his magical powers.

Unfortunately, his teacher eventually fell in a powerful world. Later, he walked alone in the heavens and encountered the world where human race lived, leaving behind some methods of cultivation.

When they encounter those monsters and monsters, they will be arrested and imprisoned in the Blood Prison, just killing those monsters. Ning Yuan feels that it is too cheap for those monsters.

Ning Yuan wanted to let those demons be imprisoned in the blood prison for eternity. Life is worse than death. Life is not as good as life, and life is not as good as death. Only in this way can he be happy.

"I'm just a little better than ordinary people. I can't bear such a high evaluation from this young man, let alone, this is what I should do."

After hearing the praise of Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Prison in front of him, Nezha flashed a trace of thought in his eyes, held the token tightly in his hand, and said helplessly.

Even though he was knowledgeable and still felt helpless when facing such a powerful creature, he didn't know where Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Prison, knew what he had done before.

He only knew that he didn't have to try to ask that guy Sun Wukong to help. With the protection of the group leader, he didn't have to involve his friends at all.

Moreover, Nezha felt that Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Prison in front of him, seemed to be different from what the Black Fox Empress described, and did not look like a crazy existence.
Chapter completed!