One person and one tiger looked at each other for a long time.

Looking at the human boy in front of him whose eyes were calm and terrifying, and Gu Bo was not shocked, the eyes of the Purple Flame Tiger with big bells kept flickering.

Obviously, this young man who seemed very small to it was not as big as a slap in his face, and his cultivation was so weak, but why did it always feel that what was facing it at this moment was an old monster that was equal to its own strength, or even stronger than itself?

Based on this alone, Zi Yanhu felt that the young man in front of him was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface!

What it didn't know was that in fact, Han Feng was still a little stunned in his heart, after all, the former was a sixth-order spirit beast, if he went back on his word, it would be a slap in the face if he wanted to kill him.

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A moment later.

"Hahaha!"

Ziyan Hulang laughed, breaking the peace.

"Human boy, over the years, those who have called themselves demons from the outside world, in the eyes of this king, they are not as good as you!"

Hearing this, Han Feng's heart breathed a sigh of relief, and then he smiled faintly and said, "Ziyan King praise, which of them is stronger and which is weaker, and what does it have to do with me?"

Hearing this, Zi Yanhu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Hahaha! It's that this king is pedantic!

Han Feng smiled lightly and said, "Can you answer my question now?"

"Of course!"

Zi Yanhu smiled: "Know everything!"

Han Feng bowed slightly, and asked, "You just said that there is another hidden story about the Demon Pill, what's going on?"

Hearing this, Zi Yanhu's eyes froze, and his tone became a little serious, "Do you know the Holy Demon Pill?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Han Feng raise his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "Holy Devil?"

The so-called Holy Demon Son is the Holy Son of the Demon Race, of course, the Demon Race is also divided into many kinds, Shadow Demon, Blood Demon, Succubus Demon, etc., and this Demon Saint Son naturally has more than one, and each branch of the Demon Race has one or more so-called Holy Sons.

And the reason why they were able to be named Holy Sons was because they inherited the bloodline of the Ancient Demon Saint in their bodies, and they were the most promising figures to achieve the Demon Saint.

Han Feng did not become the lord of the upper realm in his previous life, and when he was still wandering around in the god realm, he dealt with several demon saints, and even killed a few with his own hands, and they were destined to become Han Feng's stepping stones.

But Zi Yanhu didn't know this, and when he heard Han Feng say the words 'Holy Devil', a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You actually know about the Holy Devil?"

It asked in some surprise, and at the same time, glanced at Han Feng deeply.

This human teenager was a little more mysterious than he thought.

You must know that ordinary martial artists may not be able to meet a demon clan in their lifetime, let alone understand the Holy Demon Pill or even the Holy Demon Son, of course, it is also possible that they only learned about it in some books.

"A little bit of understanding. ”

Han Feng nodded slightly, didn't elaborate, and continued to ask, "Which branch of the Demon Clan is the Holy Son?"

"Bloodseeker!"

"How could the Holy Son of the Blood Demon Clan appear here?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows and asked again.

He hadn't dealt with the Blood Demon Clan, but he had heard some rumors.

It is said that the blood demon clan is very weird, because they have no body, they are completely composed of blood, and their body shape is varied, even if they are beaten to collapse, as long as there is still a drop of blood, they can be reborn by absorbing the blood of others, and their vitality is extremely tenacious.

The base camp of the demon race is located in the demon realm, which is one of the twelve realms with the same name as the ancient realm, although the ancient realm also has demon forces, but it is only in the god realm.

According to Han Feng's guess, this small world should be left behind after the death of a certain saint immortal, how can there be a demon race?

This saint would never want to cultivate the strength of the demon race in his own small world, right? After all, although there is no deep hatred between humans and demons, it is almost the same.

However, Zi Yanhu's next explanation made Han Feng understand.

"Legend has it that the pilgrimage to the extreme north imprisoned a blood demon in ancient times, but the prohibition that imprisoned it was too strong, it knew that it could not escape, so it thought about cultivating the next generation of blood demons, and when the holy devil grew to a certain extent, devoured its holy demon pill, so as to help it get out of trouble as soon as possible, but the suppression of the blood demon in the place where it was located was extremely strong, so it had to use some means to transfer the holy devil to the remote Luo Domain, so that the red devil could secretly cultivate. ”

Han Feng bowed slightly, and said, "In this way, you secretly captured the Holy Demon Son and took the Holy Demon Pill in order to prevent that Ancient Blood Demon from being resurrected?"

"That's right. ”

Zi Yan nodded, then looked up at the sky, and said abruptly: "There must be a reason why it was imprisoned in the pilgrimage, if it is resurrected by it one day, the pilgrimage will be in chaos!"

Looking at Zi Yan, who was a little stunned, Han Feng smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

Then, he frowned and said, "Then how did you recognize the Holy Devil?"

He was a little strange, Zi Yanhu said at the beginning, this is a legend, and he doesn't know whether it's true or not, although Han Feng guessed that this matter is very likely to be true, but how did Zi Yanhu know that the Red Devil's 'son' is actually the Holy Son of the Blood Demon Clan?

After all, the form of the Blood Demon is changeable, and if it becomes similar to the Red Devil, it is generally difficult to recognize.

What Han Feng didn't see was that when he asked this sentence, the eyes of the Purple Flame Tiger looking up at the sky suddenly flickered.

Then, it slowly lowered its head, looked directly at Han Feng for a moment, and then said lightly: "I also happened to see that Holy Demon Son in his original form when I was outside, so I made a move. ”

Hearing this, Han Feng smiled faintly again and didn't ask anything.

However, he sneered in his heart, this reason is inevitably too far-fetched, right?

Not to mention that the Holy Demon Son was originally arranged to come to Luoyu to be secretly cultivated, it is impossible to be stupid enough to show its original form outside, and the Red Devil will not let it do this, and it happened to be touched by the Purple Flame Tiger.

Besides, in terms of the allure of the Holy Demon Pill, Han Feng didn't believe that Zi Yanhu could be so righteous that he would take the risk of capturing the Holy Demon for the sake of the entire pilgrimage, after all, the Red Devil was equal in strength to it, not to mention that there was an even more terrifying existence behind it.

But he won't just expose it, after all, he saved the other party in order to be able to get more information from the other party's mouth.

As if he had nothing to do, he continued to ask indifferently, "Can you lend me the Holy Demon Pill a look?"

"No way!"

Zi Yanhu refused without even thinking about it, and his tone became a little impatient.

But it didn't realize its tone, as if it had some scruples, and explained patiently again: "It's not that this king won't show you, the Holy Demon Pill has been destroyed by me, and this king can't take it even if he wants to show you." ”

"No problem. ”

Han Feng shook his head lightly, but he couldn't stop sneering in his heart.

What is the Holy Demon Pill? How could it be destroyed so easily? Besides, why didn't the Purple Flame Tiger refine it on its own to improve its strength?

"Sure enough, there is a problem!" Fortunately, I am witty and keep my hands behind, otherwise I would have been deceived by this big man!' Han Feng thought secretly.

To be honest, he didn't believe the other party's words at all, and if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to get some pilgrimage information from the other party, he wouldn't have bothered to save it.

However, he still didn't understand a little, since Zi Yanhu's actions were all pretended, why would he still patiently answer his question at this moment?