After calming down his momentum, Chen Xuan's inner evaluation of these two people was: they were worthy opponents.
Wu Chenlu and Nan Mingyu thought to themselves at the same time: This boy should not be underestimated.
When he flew over just now, Wu Chenlu briefly told Nan Mingyu about Chen Xuan's information.
Both of them thought that Chen Xuan had just entered the Tribulation Transcendence Stage at most, but they did not expect that he was already at the third level of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.
It seems that the descendants of Gu Chenxiao are not completely as arrogant and ignorant as the outside world says, and they are not in vain.
Of course, the two of them would not give Chen Xuan any respect because of this.
After all, one is a young witch master who is revered and worshiped by the entire witch sect, and the other is a demon prince with a distinguished status and noble blood in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.
Among them, Wu Chenlu is at the fifth level of the Tribulation Stage, and Nan Mingyu is an eighth-level great demon that is stronger than the average fifth- and sixth-level Tribulation Stage monks.
The two of them didn't feel that Chen Xuan's strength could threaten them at all.
But Chen Xuan didn't look down on Wu Chenlu and Nan Mingyu because he could kill enemies beyond the ranks.
Because he could tell at a glance that the two of them were different from ordinary geniuses in the Tribulation Stage, and were definitely much stronger than Liu Hao, the fifth-level disciple of the Taixuan Sect, who was in the Tribulation Stage.
If there was a fight, both of them were strong enemies that he would have to fight seriously.
"Wu Chenlu, why did you come to me? Who is this person?"
Seeing Wu Chenlu appear, Zhang Zhicheng asked in a slightly bored and rude tone.
She was having a great time shopping with Chen Xuan when this annoying guy Wu Chenlu appeared, and her good mood was ruined in an instant.
Wu Chenlu raised a fake smile on his lips and said, "Miss, this is the famous demon prince Nan Mingyu. His father is the Monkey King of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom. Today, Prince Yu comes with his mother, Princess Nanming.
When you visit our Wumen headquarters, one of the important things is to propose marriage to you."
"What?" Zhang Zhicheng couldn't help but be stunned.
Chen Xuan's eyes changed.
"Wu Chenlu, are you kidding me? I have already stated that my Taoist companion is the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, the one next to me. What kind of demon prince are you going to bring me to propose marriage?"
Zhang Zhicheng said and glanced at Nan Mingyu, not liking this demon prince at all.
Nan Mingyu thought that his father had not conquered the eight-tailed holy fox Su Wan back then. If he could conquer Gu Chenxiao's daughter now, let's see if his father would not take him seriously.
Moreover, Zhang Zhicheng is extremely beautiful and has a very strong personality. This kind of stunning beauty can most easily inspire men's desire to conquer.
Not to mention that Zhang Zhicheng was also the Taoist companion of Chen Xuan, the descendant of Gu Chenxiao. Nan Mingyu felt that he had no reason not to strive for this marriage.
"Miss, please don't be angry. Our Wumen and the Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom have a thousand-year tradition of marriage. I think Prince Yu is more suitable for you than the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan."
Wu Chenlu's words were already a provocation to Chen Xuan Chi Guoguo.
Chen Xuan was not a good-tempered person, and his expression immediately turned cold: "Is my Evil Emperor's woman worthy of a mere monster?"
"Chen Xuan, what did you say?" Wu Chenlu was immediately angered.
Nan Mingyu's face suddenly darkened, and a strong demonic aura and cold murderous intent erupted from his body.
Chen Xuan's momentum was not suppressed by this, and he looked at Nan Mingyu, looking like he was ready to fight at any time.
"Hmph, Evil Emperor Chen Xuan is indeed as arrogant as the rumors say. It's a pity that you don't have any arrogance in front of this prince."
Nan Mingyu's words were filled with deep disdain.
Wu Chenlu sneered: "Chen Xuan, you are so arrogant and arrogant, do you dare to compare yourself with Prince Yu?"
The young witch master took the opportunity to stir up trouble. He really wanted to see how far Chen Xuan's strength was compared to Nan Mingyu.
Zhang Zhicheng could see that Nan Mingyu was not something that Chen Xuan could easily defeat, so she immediately stopped and said, "Wu Chenlu, you, the majestic young witch master, are so embarrassed to say such a suggestion! Do you think Chen Xuan will be incited by you?"
"Haha, this young witch master has no intention of letting Prince Yu bully the weak. In front of him is the high-level witch cultivator's trial site, Level 8 Entering the House Gu. After entering, you will be tested by various kinds of Gu. If Yu
If the prince can successfully pass the test and pick the deepest golden thread Gu flower, but if Chen Xuan fails, you will agree to marry Prince Yu. Do you dare to accept this bet?"
As Wu Chenlu spoke, he looked to the left at a unique "octagonal tower" at the end of the road.
This octagonal building is actually transformed by a Gu, which is what Wu Chenlu said was a Level 8 Housebreaking Gu that was specially used to test high-level witch cultivators.
Of course, Chen Xuan would not easily agree to this kind of gambling where there is no benefit if you win and big losses if you lose: "Wu Chenlu, what if you just say we lost? What if this Prince Yu loses?"
"How could Prince Yu lose?" Wu Chenlu smiled disdainfully.
Nan Mingyu snorted coldly and said: "If I lose, I will give you this eighth-level Jade Dragon Demon Pill."
As he spoke, he turned his palm over, and a pill appeared in his palm that was green in color, full of demonic aura, and seemed to have a small dragon swimming in it.
The moment he saw this pill, a burning color appeared in Wu Chenlu's eyes.
He didn't expect that Nan Mingyu would use such cherished elixirs as gambling capital.
"This eighth-level Jade Dragon Demon Pill is enough for you, a third-level monk in the Tribulation Stage, to break through to the next level. I'm afraid you will never have the chance to get it." Nan Mingyu's tone was full of contempt.
But after Chen Xuan saw the demon pill, his expression did not change at all. Instead, he shook his head slightly and said: "Just one eighth-level demon pill is not enough."
Just kidding, if he loses the bet, Zhang Zhicheng will agree to marry Nan Mingyu, so it is impossible for him to be tempted by a top-quality demon pill.
"Chen Xuan, don't be greedy!" Wu Chenlu used a warning tone.
Nan Mingyu waved his hand. He was determined to win Zhang Zhicheng, so it didn't matter if he took out some more top-quality treasures as gambling capital. Chen Xuan would definitely not be able to win anyway.
Neither side practiced the art of witchcraft and Gu, so Nan Mingyu thought he could crush them with hard power.
But he never thought that Chen Xuan had been exposed to voodoo insects and voodoo techniques before, otherwise he would not have shown that he wanted to bet with him.
Under Wu Chenlu's envious and surprised gaze, Nan Mingyu once again took out a golden treasure: "This piece of purple gold divine iron can be forged into a top-quality magic weapon. Only our Southern Xinjiang Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom can produce this top-quality weapon."
Are the materials enough?"
Chen Xuan and Zhang Zhicheng were immediately attracted by the purple gold magic iron in Nan Mingyu's hand.
And Wu Chenlu was eager to seize the Purple Gold Divine Iron.
As a young witch master, he is considered to be wealthy and possesses all the treasures of heaven, earth, and materials. However, he cannot get a good thing like purple gold divine iron no matter how much manpower he uses, because this thing must be a treasure of the royal family of the Ten Thousand Demons King, and I am afraid it must be Nan Mingyu.
