Along the way, one person and one crane were planning something carefully, like two cunning foxes, but with just a few words, the rest of the matter was settled.
Kong Laosan was initially strongly opposed to Ah-Dai transforming into the Wu Peng Demon Ancestor, but Ah-Dai was extremely courageous, and after repeated insistence, Kong Laosan could only compromise.
After the discussion was over, Kong Laosan thought for a while and asked about the doubts he had about the Sky Demon. Kong Laosan’s understanding of this rumored Sky Demon with countless treasures was really limited. As for the distinction between inside and outside, it was better to hear it at the beginning.
Baiyao Pavilion's solo career was occasionally mentioned, but the specific details are unknown.
Hearing this, Ah-Dai whispered some of the news he had learned one by one. However, the light voice combined with the appearance of the Wu Peng Demon Ancestor in black robes and a cold face made Kong Laosan feel a little bit.
It was awkward, but soon Kong Laosan’s attention was attracted by the “Spirit-Swallowing Pot” in Dumb’s mouth.
"Oh? In this case, the "Spirit-Swallowing Pot" is the innate spiritual treasure left by the great power of the upper world?"
Kong Laosan said curiously.
"Of course, it can be said that the Heavenly Demon is completely transformed by the "Spirit-Swallowing Pot". As for why he didn't take this innate spiritual treasure with him when the great power from the upper world left, I'm afraid there is no one except those people at the beginning.
Know.”
"What's so magical about the Spirit-Swallowing Pot?"
After a while, Kong Laosan thought for a while and said.
"Hey, if you can get the approval of the "Spirit-Swallowing Pot", it will be equivalent to having an extra piece of Suixian Mansion in hand. It is said that this "Spirit-Swallowing Pot" can swallow the source of the spiritual veins of the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and refine massive amounts of spiritual energy.
, of course, as an innate spiritual treasure, there must be some other mysteries, but we have no way of knowing these."
As Dui said, he smacked his lips, feeling quite unwilling.
"In that case, why didn't anyone take the "Spirit-Swallowing Pot" away directly?"
Hearing Kong Laosan's words, Ah-Dai glanced with disdain and shook his head, "The Great Power of the Upper Realm set up this mysterious demon sanctuary in order to suppress those demons. The "Spirit-Swallowing Pot" was used as an array.
Where the eye is, it has already given birth to its own "spirit". Unless it is voluntary, how can anyone take it away by force?"
Hearing this, Kong Laosan blushed and seemed to have thought of this. He coughed twice in embarrassment to cover up the past, and then asked some other questions. After asking and answering, the demon was already far away.
in sight.
Among the mountains, Tianyao is built on the mountain. The entire Tianyao occupies about 100,000 acres, making full use of the surrounding terrain. It is like a layer of flowing water, and every opportunity is inserted. Pavilions, towers and pavilions are inserted in the gaps between the mountains and cliffs like a masterpiece of nature.
It's an amazing feeling.
Perhaps because of tens of thousands of years, the entire Celestial Demon has some signs of dilapidation, except for the occasional immortals that are still intact.
Outside the attic of the mansion, the most numerous objects are the ruined walls and countless figures of the human and demon clans, densely packed like ants, tirelessly hunting for treasure.
"Be careful!"
While Kong Laosan was secretly sizing up the heavenly demon in front of him, Ah-Dai's somewhat alarming voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Kong Laosan's mind tightened, as if he had noticed something, and he instantly returned to his usual expressionless state.
In the distance, dozens of shadows were galloping towards Kong Laosan and the others. The leader was short, with disheveled hair and a red robe. He was the old holy monster.
It wasn't until he got close that Kong Laosan could clearly see the specific appearance of this old holy monster. His face was old, like an old man in his seventies or eighties, but his pupils were not as dark as ordinary people, but had a faint red glow.
.
But at this moment, the holy demon old monster had a serious face, staring at Kong Laosan, and his aura seemed a bit violent.
"Hmph, who am I talking about? It turns out to be Fellow Holy Demon Daoist. I wonder what your friend meant by blocking my way?"
Before the two of them could speak, "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" stood in front of Kong Laosan and snorted in an unkind tone.
It was only at this moment that the holy demon old monster seemed to have seen the appearance of Patriarch Wu Peng. His expression changed slightly and he hid all the expressions on his face without leaving any trace. "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Wu Peng. I don't know why you would be with this person."
Do you guys want to go together? I don’t mean anything else, I just want to ask this guy some questions."
"Hmph, how can I act without saying hello to your Holy Demon Sect? As for why this kid is following me, it's not your place to ask."
In front of him, the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" spoke unceremoniously and scolded him without any mercy.
Hearing this, the face of the old holy monster changed slightly, and his old face became completely gloomy, "Oh? What do you mean, fellow Taoist Wu? Do you, the Wu Peng clan, really want to do this for this human boy and my Three Saints Sect?"
Are you going to fall out?"
As he spoke, the aura of the holy demon and old monster gradually became sharper, and there was also an intriguing look in his eyes when he looked at Kong Laosan.
"Gaga, I should say this. If you, the Holy Demon Sect, want to try the methods of our Wu Peng clan, just come over!"
"Wupeng Demon Ancestor" also sneered. At the same time, an overwhelming coercion rose out of his body and headed directly towards the Holy Demon Old Monster and his group.
Feeling the tyranny of this pressure, the old monster's complexion changed slightly, with a faint hint of fear, and he secretly speculated that this old monster's cultivation was much more tyrannical than before.
Except for the old monster of the Holy Demon, the expressions of the rest of the Housheng Demon Sect changed drastically at the same time, and they all looked in the direction of the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" with horrified expressions. Some of the unstable disciples even took out their spiritual weapons to protect them.
But obviously
, At the moment, the holy demon old monster still retains his rationality and does not take action directly, but looks at the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" opposite him with a serious face, saying nothing, and just quietly confronting each other.
It was only at this moment that Kong Laosan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Senior Wu saved my life, Kong, from the hands of the Demon Ancestor of Xiaotian, and now I have the kindness to protect you. Kong has nothing to repay, but since the Holy Demon Senior has some
If you want to ask a question, I will tell you everything you know, and I hope that Senior Wu will not hurt your harmony over such a trivial matter!"
"Hmph, when have we, the Wu Peng clan, been afraid of trouble? I haven't even paid attention to a mere holy demon sect..."
Having said this, "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" rolled his eyes and saw the old holy demon opposite with his face as grave as the bottom of a pot. He seemed to be on the verge of going berserk. He then softened his tone and said, "But since you kid has spoken, I will treat you as
Give you some face."
After hearing this, the old monster of the Holy Demon finally looked better. He ignored "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" and directly spoke to Kong Laosan, "Do you know where the Biao clan is now? Where is the Xiao Demon King? Is it right?
With the Howling Sky Demon Ancestor?"
Hearing this, Kong Laosan bowed respectfully, with a frightened look on his face, "I have to thank Senior Wu for this matter. To be honest, if Senior Wu hadn't come to the rescue, I'm afraid this junior would have died in that Xiaotian."
In the hands of the Demon Ancestor, as for the location of the Xiao Demon King, I really don’t know.”
Kong Laosan said something vaguely, but the focus of the old holy monster in front of him was obviously the Xiao Demon King. When he heard Kong Laosan's last game, his face turned ferocious, revealing a trace of violence.
"You don't know where the Howling Demon King is now? Are you really ignorant or are you deliberately hiding it?"
As he spoke, the breath in his body flowed out unconsciously, and there was a faint smell of frustration.
At this moment, Kong Laosan also had some doubts in his mind, wondering why the old monster in front of him, whose strength had reached the late Nascent Soul stage, would be interested in a seventh-level demon king, but this was obviously not the time to think about this.
Hearing what the holy monster said, Kong Laosan suddenly showed a wry smile, "In front of the seniors, the juniors dare not speak nonsense. Back then, the boy was robbed by the Biao clan. If he had not escaped by luck, he would have died long ago.
Speaking of which, this junior and the Biao clan have a blood feud. If they knew the whereabouts of the Xiao Demon King, how could they deceive the seniors!"
Kong Laosan's explanation obviously couldn't make this old monster feel relieved, but just when the latter was about to say something more, with a burst of chirping sound, dozens of black shadows of the Wu Peng clan were already galloping over, except for
In addition to Wu Yang, who Kong Laosan had met, who had reached the early stage of Yuanying, there was also a strange great demon in the early stage of Yuanying, and some of the remaining Wu Peng monsters had also reached the realm of forming pills.
Seeing the Wu Peng clan gathered together, the Holy Demon old monster swallowed his words with some reluctance, glared at Kong Laosan and the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" who was standing beside him, and flew towards the sky demon.