Text Text_Chapter 1754 The Magical Demon Fruit (Part 2)
"Hmph! "Shenshu Sect"?"
Bang……
The Iron-Feathered Eagle Emperor sneered a few times. The Eagle Soul, which was still squatting on the 'Demon God Tree', fluttered its wings and returned behind it. It stared at the strong men of the sects and ancient tribes, and let out a burst of emotion in its throat.
There was a harsh sound of '唳', '唳', '唳'.
The majestic demonic energy swept out from the body of the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor.
When the wind blows, the more than 100-meter-tall demon tree begins to sway, and the vines hanging straight down, like a swing, keep swaying, making a clear and crisp sound.
"Magic? Huh, a bunch of swindlers, they have practiced some ancient witchcraft, and they dare to call it magic. It's such a shameless thing. Just a few of you are worthy of settling old accounts with this emperor? When you were in the ghost world,
The Immortal Sea Territory did not completely slaughter your "Shenshu Sect", but it was just for the sake of your ancestors of the witch clan. Why, do you really think that I dare not destroy the "Shenshu Sect"?" Iron Feather Eagle Emperor sneered.
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"you……"
The expressions of the old men in the "Shenshu Sect" suddenly changed.
Compared with Mr. Shui Jing at the beginning, he was not much better. He said that he would not slap people in the face when they hit him, and he would not expose his shortcomings when he scolded them. They did not expect that they would meet someone like Iron Feather Eagle Emperor who specializes in exposing other people's shortcomings and, moreover, slaps them in the face.
When he was injured, he wouldn't hit him wherever it didn't hurt.
"Everyone from the "Shenshu Sect", this hawk demon has always been arrogant. There is no need to talk nonsense with it. Everyone joins hands to prevent it from leaving this divine capital city. Humph! Who can kill this hawk demon today?
, I will allow him to go to his father's treasure house and choose any treasure to take back." The eldest prince raised his eyelids and promised.
"Human...the human emperor's treasure house?"
Whoosh!
Upon hearing the eldest prince's promise, everyone in the "Three Princes' Mansion" immediately went into an uproar.
Everyone's eyes suddenly became hot. You must know that after so many years of founding the country, 'Xianchao' has destroyed countless sects and ancient tribes. The Human Emperor's treasure trove has long been coveted by them.
It's three feet long, and now when I hear that I can go in and pick out any one, I can't stand it anymore.
"Haha... Well, the eldest prince is still brave. I will sell more than one hundred kilograms of meat to the eldest prince today." An old man from the ancient tribe said with a smile.
"Hmph! If we don't kill this harpy today, where will we be able to show our face to the court in the future?"
"Let's do it together."
"Okay... Even if this harpy really has three heads and six arms, he must be buried here."
Bang bang bang bang bang! Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man.
You must know that the promise made by the eldest prince today will probably make even the truly ancient races excited. Thirty or forty sects and strong men from the ancient races sacrificed their magic weapons one after another to the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor.
Killed him with a bang.
Thousands of rays of light.
For a time, the entire sky above the "Three Princes' Mansion" was shrouded in magic weapons and supernatural powers.
"Eagle...Eagle King, little...be careful of these old men." The second minister of "Three Princes' Mansion" warned in a low voice.
At this moment, Lin Huimin's pretty face was also full of worry.
Although Iron Feather Eagle Emperor's strength is ridiculously strong, these uninvited guests in the "Three Princes' Mansion" are all super strong men of the eighth and ninth grade sects, and their strength is even higher than that of the eldest prince, Zhu Tuxiong.
Out a lot.
There are even several ninth-grade sect leaders. It is said that their cultivation and strength are not much different from those of the Human Emperor. If they were to fight alone, they would not be so worried. But now,
So many people joined forces to besiege the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor, which made the people in the "Three Princes' Mansion" feel their hearts in their throats.
"Humph, they are the ones who should be careful..."
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Without waiting for those sects, the magic weapons of the ancient powerful men swept over, the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his arms shook, and overwhelming demonic energy burst out from his body.
The demonic aura that filled the sky was more than a hundred times stronger than at the beginning.
"Woo, woo, woo..."
"Demon God Tree, devour it to your heart's content." Iron Feather Eagle Emperor laughed wildly.
The eagle soul standing behind him kept shouting "唳", "唳", "唳"", and its dramatic beast face was also full of humanized mockery.
The vines on the ‘Demon God Tree’ started to move.
The entire demon god tree was like a snake cave, with countless vines wildly devouring the demonic energy around it. The trunk of the tree became thicker and thicker, and the towering crown of the tree also changed.
"The demon... the demon tree has produced fruit?" Yang Lianmo's eyes widened and he asked in astonishment.
"Humph, what a fuss." The little white-bone beast lying on Ye Xingchen's shoulder glanced at him and said angrily: "This demon tree originally feeds on demonic energy and ghosts, and it has swallowed up so much demonic energy.
It bears a few fruits, what’s so surprising about it?”
The tone of the little white-bone beast was unkind, and it was also full of ridicule.
Yang Lianmo and Liu Yuxian seemed to have long been accustomed to its tone and were not angry at all. "Nine...ninety fruits." Liu Yuxian pursed her lips, looked at the little bone beast, and said: "The one from the Demon God Tree
What’s the use of the fruit? Could it be that it’s also a magic weapon?”
"Hey, magic weapon?" The little white-bone beast turned its head and looked at Ye Xingchen with a resentful look on its face, saying: "The effects of these demon fruits are so great that you don't know even if I tell you."
"I'm afraid you don't even know about it, right?" Ye Xingchen glanced at it and revealed it directly.
"Does the young master know?" the little white-bone beast said angrily.
"Since you know, just tell me, hide it and don't think that I will accompany you to grab the demon tree." Ye Xingchen said angrily. Based on his understanding of the little white-bone beast, this little guy is probably right.
The 'Demon God Tree' hasn't given up yet, and is waiting with all its strength to be fooled.
"Hmph, those fruits from the Demon God Tree are real immortal materials. Their greatest use is to refine clones. Tsk! Those idiots in Shendu City want to outnumber this hawk demon. They will be there later.
You'll have to suffer a lot." The little white-bone beast said gloatingly.
Materials for immortality?
Refining a clone?
After listening to the words of the little bone beast, not only Yang Lianmo and Liu Yuxian, but also Ye Xingchen on the side had suspicious looks on their faces.
"唳, 唳, 唳..."
Before he could ask what was going on with the 'refining' clone, he saw the eagle soul behind the Iron Feather Eagle King suddenly fly up.
Its body is not much smaller than the 'Demon God Tree'.
I saw it opened its mouth and sucked in, and the fruits hanging on the crown of the tree fell one after another.
It swallowed it in one bite.
"Distraction Technique..."
Woo, woo, woo.
After the eagle soul swallowed the 'fruit', the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor focused his eyes and roared, and saw that its figure gradually became blurred. The surrounding sects and strong men of the ancient tribe were still there.
Before he could react, the illusory figure of the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor suddenly appeared as an overlapping image.
"This... what kind of method is this?"
Whoosh!
Hearing the words 'Divine Art', everyone present turned their attention to the old men of the "Divine Art Sect", their eyes full of questioning looks.
The old men in the "Shenshu Sect" couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
"This... this should be the method created by the hawk demon. There is no record of the divine distraction technique in the classics and handbooks of our "Shen Shu Sect"." One of the old men from the "Shen Shu Sect" pondered.