"Congratulations to Brother Demon Lord! Defeat Lei Xingtian! Hearing his anger for me!"

Feng Lingzi, who was on the other hand, simply stepped forward shamelessly to flatter him, and was extremely flattering and had no grandmaster's demeanor.

However, there was no expression of objection on the faces of the people around.

Who is Lei Xingtian?

One of the two stars of the righteous path! The disciple of the head of the Tianlei Sect!! The Grandmaster!!!

It can be said that since the previous generation Liuyun, the most dazzling ones next are Lei Xingtian and Jingtian Jianzi!

But now, Lei Xingtian was defeated by the Demon Lord, and it was not a small defeat, but a big defeat! A disastrous defeat!

What impact will the news have if it spreads?

"I'm afraid this guy will be regarded as the strongest genius in the Demonic Realm immediately?"

The Tie Buddha's heart moved slightly: "In terms of talent, I'm afraid it's only inferior to the celestial monster under twenty-five years old in Kangzhou!"

"These two will naturally be left to the two of you!"

Fang Ming glanced at Bi Luoge. Although he was a guest minister of Qingyun Sect, he would not have to rescue him when he saw the disciples of this sect in trouble. This was too incompatible with his identity as the Demon Lord.

What's more, this time he made a special trip to rescue Grandmaster Murong, and he was in a hostile way to the Qingyun Sect.

"Hehe... Then I'm not polite!"

Feng Lingzi licked her lips and suddenly stepped forward like a phantom. The bamboo stick in her hand instantly tapped Song Yucheng's aura.

The man immediately turned pale and fell to the ground.

Another change of Biluoge seemed to want to use the self-harm technique and fight to the death. However, the Iron Buddha brows moved, and the Yang God left his body and immediately suppressed it.

"Hehe... Xiaodao accepted these two flesh men without hesitation. Thank you both!"

Feng Lingzi's eyes emitted a wolf-like green light, which made the Iron Buddha and Fang Ming even silently pay for the fate of these two people.

"After the matter here is over, why not let me take care of you? How about asking you two to the banquet?"

Fang Ming's eyes moved slightly and he smiled, "I'm here to come to the new land, and I still have many things to do. I want to ask you two for advice!"

"I dare not! Brother Demon Lord is willing to ask, so I will naturally know everything and say everything!"

Feng Lingzi immediately smiled and said, "The Iron Buddha is not a fool, and knows the importance of good fate, so he agrees."

...

One hour later, he still went to the house of Zheng Shi, the secret son of Qijue Hall in Quecheng.

In the underground secret room, the original banquet had already been removed and a new one was replaced.

"Haha... Zheng Shi, you are really cunning, and you still have such a good guy hidden!"

The Iron Buddha changed his cassock. The true body of the Ghost King is not an ordinary person, and the wounds on his body healed, just like before he was injured.

Although he was a monk, he couldn't help but feel drunk. At this time, he hugged a singer and held a wine glass in his hand, but he was very unhappy.

I was so pitiful to the woman Zheng Shihua bought for a high price. Seeing the strange appearance of the Iron Buddha, he almost scared to death. They looked like puppet sculptures, with pale faces and a very forced smile.

"Haha... wherever you are... As long as the Buddha likes it, it will be a blessing..."

Zheng Shi is a versatile person and his face is almost filled with laughter.

He looked at Feng Lingzi next to him again and couldn't help but say, "Master Feng is not as good as his taste? I will immediately ask the chef to make it again!"

"No! I don't want to have a stomachache, just add some clean water!"

Feng Lingzi looks like a bad person, and even the singer around her pushes away, looking like a fairy-like appearance.

"Hehe... Don't look at this kid who looks like a master, it's actually the best person's heart. Don't look at him being a bad girl. If you take out the heart of the woman next to him and stir-fry it up while it's fresh, he doesn't know what he wants to be happy!"

However, the Iron Buddha ruthlessly exposed the shortcomings, leaving the face of the singer who originally served Feng Lingzi without any blood.

"What? Master Buddha was wrong? Hum?"

The Iron Buddha glanced at Feng Lingzi again.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Feng Lingzi smiled bitterly, knowing that if he had not become a master and had the identity of Taiping Dao, he might not even be able to sit at the seat this time, so of course he could only be depressed and small.

In front of the two great masters, he did not have any opinions.

"So that's it... Master Dao wait a moment, I'll go and prepare immediately!"

Zheng Shi looked at the singer near Feng Lingzi, and his face remained unchanged.

Although he looks kind and rich, as a man in the devil, what have you seen before?

"Master Shi, please spare me! Please spare me!"

The singer immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, crying with the rain, but unfortunately most of the people present were sarcastic people, which made them even more sad.

"Forget it!"

Fang Ming said, "We want to talk about serious matters, and the idle people will retreat!"

"Abide by the order!"

Zheng Shi's face turned solemn, and he quickly left with the singers who were like amnesty.

In an instant, only the three Iron Buddha were left at the banquet.

"Hehe... I didn't expect that the Demon Lord is also a person who cherishes the fragrance and jade!" The Iron Buddha's eyes showed a strange light and suddenly smiled: "Feng Lingzi, you offend the Demon Lord, you should be punished with three glasses of wine!"

"I accept the punishment! Accept the punishment!"

Feng Lingzi complained in her heart. She didn't know how many times she had cursed the Iron Buddha, but her face looked as sweet as she could, and she drank three cups in a row.

“No need to be like this!”

Fang Ming waved his hand without much care and looked at the Iron Buddha: "I don't know if Iron Buddha gathers refugees, are you trying to convene Chaoque City or Tianque Pass?"

"Of course it's Chaoque City!"

Tie Buddha answered without hesitation: "There are heavenly people guarding the Tianque Pass. Although the old Taoist Baihe is not as famous as his senior brother Liuyun, he is also the Supreme Elder of Qingyun Sect. The emperor of heavenly people is the one who can deal with it. We can only shake the flag and shout!"

"So that's the case. It's just that the city is high and the chi-shen, and there are large troops suppressing it. Although the elite troops have been transferred, it is not something that these walking corpses can capture, right?"

Fang Ming raised his own questions.

"Hehe... you don't know anything about this demon lord..."

The Iron Buddha's face showed a look and a mysterious smile: "There are many refugees and scattered people, so our talents can be mixed with them and not suspicious! In addition... these wastes are useless things like dregs in our eyes, but in someone's eyes, they are amazing treasures!"

Speaking of this, he glanced at Feng Lingzi again.

Of course, Fang Ming would not be misled. He touched his chin and suddenly said, "But the Blood Dragon Ao Wuxu? Taoist Baihe of Tianque Pass should be his move to deal with it?"

Blood Dragon started out as a refugee, has a secret tradition, which can inspire human potential, turn waste into treasure, and use war to support war, which is the scale of the Blood Dragon Army in the Nei Jiuzhou.

If we turn waste into treasure and use the abilities of ordinary people, there is no one in the world who can surpass them.

“That’s right!”

The voice of the Iron Buddha was like a dead body, and it was like a broken bellows: "There are ten absolute gates in Jiuzhou to suppress the inside and outside, which is the last method left by Taizu of Daqian back then! The so-called general died in a hundred battles. If Ao Wuxu wanted to survive under the suppression of the three religions and five sects, he had to break through one of the ten absolute gates and connect the inside and outside... Even if he didn't come this time, the Blood God Son under his command would definitely come!"

If we talk about who is the most popular among the nine provinces, it is the Blood Dragon Ao Wuxu!

However, Fang Ming also knew that even if this person had unparalleled combat power, he was a powerful person at the level of breaking the void and even the True Lord of the Cave Heaven. Last time he withstood the encirclement of the Three Qingyun Sects, he would have to pay the price.

What's more, Ao Wuxu, as the leader of the three armies, was highly valued every move, and under restraint, it was really difficult for him to escape easily.

"Blood God Son?!"

Fang Ming asked in confusion.

"The blood dragon Ao Wuxu's essence is good at the divine power of blood. He can collect the blood of the sky, the dirty blood of the yellow spring, mix the essence and blood of all people, and change his fate by despairing the heavens! This blood god son is based on his Blood Dragon Army and screened it from the blood guards and blood generals. He heard that the success rate is extremely low, almost none of them exists, but once he succeeds, he will immediately achieve the position of heaven and man!"

"Heavenly..."

Fang Ming exclaimed: "If we can easily achieve the heavenly beings and the martial arts are practiced, this method will definitely have disadvantages!"

"Haha... Demon Lord, you can not be confused, I admire you!" The Iron Buddha sighed sincerely: "When the young monk heard this, he was moved for a long time!"

He naturally didn't know that Fang Ming himself was already the lord of heaven and man, so of course he didn't feel much. Otherwise, no matter who was tempted, no matter how much he was, he would be moved.

It was like Feng Lingzi on the other side. When she heard about this secret for the first time, she really looked like she was emitting her eyes and was very moved.

The Iron Buddha paused and said, "The Blood God Son is extremely difficult to achieve, and it is one of them! And there must be means to suppress it and cannot betray it for the rest of his life... And as far as I know, the Blood God Son under the seat of the Blood Dragon Ao Wuxu is only only six, and even... even the ultimate realm of the unity of man and nature cannot be reached, but he is forcibly promoted by evil methods... However, even so, the Blood God Son's "Blood Shadow Magic Art" is extremely sharp, and it is accompanied by several mysterious blood magical powers. It is hard to defend against, and it has unparalleled combat power, and is not inferior to ordinary gods!"

"The six gods are also quite terrifying..."

Fang Ming sighed.

Although this is not as good as the foundation of the three religions and five sects, it is better than cheap and convenient. Anyway, if one can exchange life one-on-one, Ao Wuxu will definitely be willing, but other supreme masters will definitely vomit blood.

"In this way, Tianque Pass is the level chosen by Blood Dragon?"

Fang Ming seemed to ask unintentionally.

"Amitabha……"

The Iron Buddha Venerable said that the Buddha's name was Gao Xuan and made a helpless gesture: "This is the top secret. There are ten absolute gates in the nine provinces. We and the three religions and five sects are widely used, and we dare not ignore any one. But where is the real main attack? At this time, I am afraid that only the Blood Dragon itself will know!"

"I see!"

Fang Ming nodded, and he could tell the smell.

Although the Seven Demons of the Outer Realm cooperated with the Blood Dragon Ao Wuxu, they still supported themselves. The real choice and initiative are still in the Blood Dragon Ao Wuxu's side.

Moreover, with just a few conversations, Fang Ming's heart outlined the image of the blood dragon Ao Wuxu.

Being conceited, aloof, and even exerts absolute trust in anyone.
Chapter completed!