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Chapter 447: The Monster Race Learns the Calculations of the Human Race, and the Human Race Learns the Cruelty of the Monster Race

Wan Yao City.

The tower was enfeoffed.

This is the temple where the demon clan practitioners enfeoffed the devil emperor and the demon saint.

When will the Demon Clan Ceremony be held? Even when will it be neutral to the human race or to launch a plunder war, most of the orders and decisions are issued here.

There are ten major demon clans, ten major ancient demon clans, and powerful practitioners of the Tianling clan in charge of the imperial seal tower.

Put aside bloodline, the difference in bloodline.

There is not much difference between the behavior of the demon clan and the social system and the human race. There are also wild monsters who occupy the mountains and become kings and proclaim themselves as kings, establishing the so-called demon clan kingdom, allowing the descendants of a clan or small demons to urinate at the boundary of the territory.

, even if you have encircled a territory.

The first floor of the Imperial Tower is used to worship the soul lamp and life position of the demon cultivators who have been granted.

On this day, a soul lamp in the Demon Soul Palace flashed and darkened, as if it would disappear at any time.

If the demon cultivator on duty had a sense of emotion, his face changed drastically. After repeated confirmation, he ran towards the upper floor of the imperial seal tower.

"Uncle Qing, something is wrong, something happened."

"Why are you so panicked?"

The elder of the demon clan frowned, and he was holding a human tribe's annotation in his hand. He was obviously comprehending the way of the saint, wanting to understand and understand from the annotation.

Generally, even if the demon cultivators who have refined the cross bones of the throat and the bones behind the brain turn into human form, they still have demonic energy that is different from the human race. Even if the demon emperor who has been granted has no intention of restraining his energy, they will reveal demonic energy.

But the elders of the demon clan in front of him were just like those of the human cultivators. They were wearing Confucian robes and tied with lump scarves. Even the furnishings of the room were like the study of the teacher who taught in the human clan.

"Qiulong Holy Lord's soul lamp is almost extinguished."

"oh?"

The figure of the elder wearing a long robe and robe carried the book behind him and walked downstairs step by step, looking like a human.

Halfway through, he stopped and turned around and said earnestly: "I told you a long time ago that when I am not practicing within the clan, I should pay attention to the title."

The demon cultivator who guarded the Demon Soul Palace was stunned for a moment, and also imitated the appearance of a human student, and said politely: "Yes, Mr. Qing."

"Well, let's read this book more in your spare time." The elder of the demon clan twisted his goatee and took his steady steps again. "You must remember that the weakness of the human race lies in its body, and the strength of the human race lies in its abilities.

His heart.

Over the past few hundred years, the demon race has become increasingly powerful. It is because we have learned to use our brains from the human race. When encountering things, don’t panic. Look at the human race in Wan Yao City, mortals. They see us who look weird, although they appear to be panic.

He was panicked, but behind his back, he was talking about the fact that his head had horns and his body was like snake scales.

Sometimes I even suspect that the human race living in Wan Yao City treats our demon race as soldiers who guard the city for free without paying food and salary. They live a more nourishing life than the people in the human territory.”

The demon cultivator behind him was furious when he heard this.

"Who dares to think like this, I will kill them!"

"Look, it's coming again."

Qing Yuan shook his head slightly. He was originally a blue bird that turned into a human form. He had the thin bloodline of the ancient spiritual clan, and barely gained a good position among many demon clans. However, compared with the real ten demon clans and strong men, his status was still worse.

A lot of it.

"You have been asked to read more saints, but you don't agree. I asked you to cultivate the Taoist nature, but you don't agree. Do you think your thin ancestral bloodline can gain a foothold in Wan Yao City?"

"I ask you, the three demon saints have been sealed by the Master's students in Shushan, the Human Holy Academy. Na Qiulong is the lord of Tian Yao City. Which demon saint has no tens of thousands of followers, which one is under which demon saint has no followers?

There is no loyal demon king, demon king, demon general following?"

"Think about it, why didn't these followers come to rescue them?"

"I... in this world, the strong are respected, and the Master's students are naturally powerful. If they go there, they can only seek death."

Qingyuan raised her eyebrows in anger and shook her sleeves.

"The rotten wood cannot be carved, think about it again!"

The demon cultivator behind him thought for a while and said, "I heard that the Master's ninth student sealed the three demon saints in copper coins and threw them to the young inheritor of Zhanlong Mountain. The young inheritor came towards the Great Wilderness."

, the followers of the three demon saints must save the three demon saints on their territory..."

"Elm-wood lump!"

Qingyuan's face turned pale with anger.

With a wave of his sleeve, he expelled him from the imperial sealed tower.

Qing Yuan entered the Demon Soul Palace and looked at Qiulong's dim soul lamp, with a deep thought on his face.

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came from behind.

A strong man from the Tenth Realm of Demon Clan came in and said respectfully to Qing Yuan: "Mr. Qing's question just now may be answered."

"Fu Cang, you are staying with the Holy Lord Fulong, why are you here in Wan Yao City?"

"I'm here to answer Mr. Qing's questions."

Fu Cang looked at Qiulong's demon soul lamp that was about to disappear, and a thick light appeared in his eyes. He stepped forward and handed something covered by black cloth to Qing Yuan. ωωw..net

Qing Yuan stared at Fu Cang for a few glances, and used his hand to lift the black cloth bit by bit. His originally calm face changed slightly, and then he returned to normal.

"Mr. Qing, are you satisfied with my answer?"

Qing Yuan's eyes were deep: "Do you want to participate in the Imperial Pilgrimage Ceremony? You should understand that I am not up to the control of resources in the Dahuang Taoist temple and the Soul-washing Pool. Also, the position of the Demon Saint is limited... Although you have enough cultivation

Yes, my question just now can be answered, but the opportunity is still a little short. It is better to wait for the Holy Lord Fulong to obtain the great way, and naturally you will have your holy position."

"Mr. Qing, isn't the opportunity right in front of you?"

Fu Cang raised his hot eyes, not only staring at the dim lamp, but also staring at the other two, saying quietly:

"More than 20 years ago, Lingge wanted to select three outstanding people from the spirit-killer to follow the banished immortals in the upper realm. I remember that in the final confirmed list, Wan Yao City occupied a quota and Bai Yujing occupied a quota.

Brahma took up a quota.

But these three people are not the top three on the Lingge Spirit Slaying List. Mr. Qing, you are aware of the incident back then. Now I have to catch this opportunity. If you treat me just now,

Answer: I am not satisfied, I am troubled to give some advice."

Qing Yuan narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully: "It's rare that you have such ambition, so I'll give you some advice. A few days ago, several demon saints and human races reached a deal to build the Holy Academy.

A temple in the Great Wilderness was handed over to us.

There is a chance for a demon saint to be named. However, you are more than one staring at that temple. You will definitely have to be selected in the end. I have a recommended place in my hand, and you can fill in your name, but

…”

Qing Yuan had not finished speaking, and held her body.

Fu Cang immediately bowed and said, "Mr. Qing, if you bathe in the holy pond in the future, you will be granted the title of the demon saint of the demon clan. You will definitely take back Cangming Mountain, which is occupied by the Great Peng, by your Qingbird clan."

"Yeah." Qing Yuan nodded in a salty and unpretentious manner, and a pampered roll fell from her sleeve to Fu Cang, "Recently, several juniors in our clan had a fault in practicing human skills, and needed these medicines,

I can't leave, think of a way."

Fu Cang picked up the sheepskin roll, and after a quick glance, his face looked embarrassed.

Qing Yuan silently walked to Qiulong's demon soul lamp, stretched out his hand, and moved the wick of the soul lamp outward, making the wick where the oil was buried shallower and burned brighter.

"It's hard to find some of these medicines, but Old Man Qingteng should have one."

Fu Cang looked at the soul lamp that was igniting loudly, turned around and walked out: "I will send someone to find these medicines for you."


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