"Bring out the treasure..." Facing Shen Lang's indifferent gaze and Hu Xiaomei's curious look, the Soul-Eating Old Devil was momentarily troubled.
The main reason why he said that sentence was because the real fire was too tempting, and he was afraid that the Holy Son would not exchange it with him, so he said that sentence without even thinking about it, really asking him to take out the treasure.
..
Of course, as a leader-level figure of the Ghost Sect, after practicing magic skills, his strength has reached the void realm from the original ninth level of the Golden Core. Of course, the old soul-eating demon is very rich and has many treasures on his body.
.
But the crux of the problem is that the person standing in front of him is the most noble holy son of the Demon Sect!
Take out tens of millions of spiritual stones? Maybe the Holy Son wouldn't even bother to look at such a common thing.
Or take out a few high-quality spiritual weapons? But the Holy Son will value the spiritual weapons he owns? He just flips his hand and it is the spiritual talisman of the Sky and Underworld Realm. With a wave of his hand, it is the number one on the True Fire Ranking.
Seven's Purifying Lotus Fire...
The Soul-eating Old Devil knew very well that what he considered a treasure might be just rubbish that made people laugh in the eyes of the Holy Son.
suddenly!
The old soul-eating demon who was helpless suddenly thought of a rare object he had obtained in the northern wilderness. That rare object might be regarded as a treasure. But... that rare object was really special, and he was a little reluctant to part with it.
"Why are you bothering? You can't frame me, right?" Shen Lang said impatiently: "Or do you have no treasure at all?"
"There are very few treasures in the world that can compare to real fire. People who can produce such rare things are legends on the Shenzhou Continent. How could he have one?" Hu Xiaomei said with a wink.
"Hmph!" The old soul-eating demon snorted coldly, feeling that he was being looked down upon: "Of course I can't come up with a treasure that can be compared to real fire, but I still have a rare item."
As soon as he finished speaking, an object wrapped in black evil energy flew towards Shen Lang.
"What is this?" Shen Lang reached out and took it. After the demonic energy slowly subsided, he realized that what fell into his hand was a jade pendant the size of the palm of his hand.
The jade pendant was completely black, with a figure in black robes sitting cross-legged carved on the front. The carving on the back was a strange and ferocious beast that Shen Lang had never seen before. Other than that, the jade pendant had no aura at all, and could not see anything.
Come up with anything special.
However, this jade pendant, which seemed to have nothing special, actually caused the fairy sword and demon bone in Shen Lang's body to react at the same time...
"Is it possible that this is really a treasure? But what is the use of this thing?" Shen Lang was a little surprised.
"This animal-shaped carving seems to be..." Hu Xiaomei frowned and said, "It seems to be Tao Xi, one of the four ancient evils."
"Glutton? Is he the legendary greedy guy who eats everything? That's what he looks like." Shen Lang looked at the jade pendant in his hand and said, "The mouth is indeed quite big."
"Holy Son, what do you think now? This strange object is probably passed down from ancient times..." the soul-eating old devil said.
"Carving a broken beast is an ancient treasure? One day I will find a broken stone and carve it with dragons and phoenixes. Wouldn't it be a treasure from the fairy world? Don't fool me here." Even if you can see that this is a treasure,
Shen Lang was stunned and pretended to be dissatisfied.
"This..." The soul-devouring old devil hesitated for a moment: "To be honest, when I got this jade pendant, I also got an ancient scroll, which recorded a lost magic power. Although this jade pendant is temporarily
I don’t see any use, but since it can be put together with magic power, it definitely won’t be ordinary.”
When Shen Lang heard the word "magic power", he didn't take it seriously, and he had no interest in the so-called magic power... He could guess it just by looking at the old devil's current appearance, which was neither human nor ghost.
, that so-called magic power is by no means a good thing.
But Hu Xiaomei seemed to have thought of something, and frowned tightly as she looked at the pile of bones in front of the Soul-Eating Demon and the strange behavior of the Soul-Eating Demon deliberately nailing himself to the wall.
"I originally thought that there must be some connection between this jade pendant and magic power, and perhaps there is a big opportunity hidden there. So I have always kept the jade pendant and never showed it to outsiders." The soul-eating old demon shook his head and sighed.
: "However, I have had the jade pendant for a long time, but I have not been able to discover the secret of the jade pendant. I thought that this opportunity was not with me, so I am willing to exchange it for the Holy Son's true fire today."
"That's it..." Shen Lang looked at the jade pendant in his hand, and then at the real fire in his palm, looking hesitant.
The soul-devouring old demon was so greedy that he almost drooled. After swallowing hard, he continued: "To be honest with the Holy Son, apart from this jade pendant, I don't have any other strange objects on my body. As for some spiritual weapons
Even with the Holy Son's vision, he must not be able to appreciate spiritual stones."
"What's more, this little princess of the barbarian tribe is also of great value to you. I heard that the Holy Son and the Saint are like a couple. When the time comes, you only need to ask the Saint for help, so that the Saint can
Using the demon blood as a guide, if you plant a mark of demon blood on this little princess, you will be able to completely control her mind... When the time comes, send her to the ancient tribe of the wild, and you may have the opportunity to control the entire ancient tribe step by step.
, this is of profound significance to the Demonic Holy Land."
"Demon blood mark?" Shen Lang couldn't help but think of the scene when he had dealt with the Demon Sect's saint, and he immediately understood the real reason why the Demon Sect wanted to capture Hu Xiaomei.
Thinking of such a cute little girl being forcibly controlled and reduced to a slave, and then being controlled to harm her own people step by step, Shen Lang felt a pain in his heart. He felt that the methods of the Demon Sect were really worse than that of a despicable villain like him.
, and extremely despicable.
Hu Xiaomei's innocent big eyes blinked, but she smiled at Shen Lang: "Brother, I believe you."
"Why?" Shen Lang was stunned, "You seem to have a lot of knowledge. Now that you know that I am the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, why do you still believe in me?"
"Because, the elder brother said that he came to save me for the elder sisters. I believe that the elder brother will not harm me." Hu Xiaomei blinked her innocent eyes, thinking about what she had read in ancient books.
Some records, thinking about the many connections between the ancient tribes of the wilderness and the Holy Land of the Demon Sect thousands of years ago, said very seriously: "Not all people in the Demon Sect are bad people."
Shen Lang didn't know what the connection was between the Savage Clan and the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, so naturally he couldn't understand the full meaning of the words. He just regarded this statement as the innocence of a child, so he smiled and touched it
Touching Hu Xiaomei's head: "Yes, I won't harm you."
"Holy Son, what are you doing with this deal..." The Soul-Eating Old Demon took Shen Lang's words as a deception to the ignorant girl. He was too lazy to care about it and only cared about whether he could get the real fire today.
"It's just a real fire, so what if I give it to you?" Shen Lang raised his hand, and the original power of the real fire slowly appeared. It was a red-white fire without a trace of impurities. In the center of the flame, there was a pure white fire without any impurities.
A sword with a slight flaw.
The soul-devouring old devil looked at the real fire and Yanxin's sword shadow, and held his breath...