Weng Qian was also a little comforted, because Jiang Feng did not reveal that she was a disciple of the inner gate of Ruyimen, and the selling price was not high, even if Jiang Feng temporarily changed his mind and took him away, the demon coins that needed to be paid were only three thousand, which made Weng Qian have a little more hope in her heart, and she hoped that this damn little demon would not be swallowed in one bite when she met the demon king.

Weng Qian is obviously not the first beauty to be auctioned, so the little demons in the auction hall didn't pay too much attention, but just treated her as a live commodity, and arranged a separate room with a special demon guard.

Seeing that Jiang Feng didn't seem to look back and left without any thoughts, Weng Qian didn't have much hatred, because she was used to the hard-hearted heart of this indifferent little demon.

After this matter, Jiang Feng finally embarked on the road to the Demon God Temple.

The Demon God Temple is the temple where the demon kings of the Ancestral God Mountain discuss important matters, and it is also the meeting place where the demon leaders are received, and it is the only way to the peak of the Ancestral God Peak.

Halfway up the ancestral god peak, the demon kings embedded another mountain peak with peerless mana, and at the same time hollowed out the four walls, with hundreds of thousands of little demons as labor, built a demon temple that countless mountain patrol demons worshipped.

Jiang Feng hurried for a few hours, and finally saw the Demon God Temple in the middle of the Ancestral God Peak, a huge palace that seemed to be suspended in mid-air.

Jiang Feng also had a chance to see the Demon God Temple from a distance five years ago, and the only feeling at that time was a magnificent miracle, and there was no association, but at this moment, the dragon visualization in Jiang Feng's mind flickered, and the structure of the Demon God Temple was actually somewhat similar to the ancestral god-level giant dragon dragon.

The golden glazed tiles are like the dragon's scales, shining in the sun, the eaves of the towering temple are like the dragon's horns, the palace gate is like the dragon's giant mouth, and the nine hundred and eighty-one large and small palaces behind the main hall are like the dragon's long body and dragon claws, winding up, reaching into the belly of the ancestral god mountain.

Looking at this demon god temple, the last trace of anxiety in Jiang Feng's heart completely dissipated, and the visualization picture of Tenglong became clearer and clearer, as if he might come back to life at any time, turning from his visualization into a real dragon and breaking out of his body.

In this way, completely immersed in Tenglong's visualization, Jiang Feng walked slowly, and he didn't know how long he walked, and finally came to the gate of the Demon God Temple.

Jiang Feng, who was immersed in Tenglong's visualization, only instinctively marched towards the Demon God Temple, and as a demonic power that swept the sky and the earth filled the entire halfway of the Ancestral God Mountain, Jiang Feng's cultivation naturally came to an abrupt end.

"Strange, this ancestral god compass will only produce this irresistible power when the demon king enters the temple, and restore part of the spirituality, no demon king passes by today, and no demon king enters the temple, how can the ancestral god compass also wake up from its slumber?" said the red-tailed scorpion guard guarding the demon god temple with a shocked face.

The black-eyed Niu Wei looked up at the sky, the sky was clear, and there were no demon clouds, and when he looked around, he saw a little demon with a spear on his back, and there was no sign of a large number of Daomen disciples invading.

"Strange, there is no disappearance, what caused the resonance of the ancestral god compass?" The black-eyed Niu Wei was also amazed, and couldn't find the reason.

In front of the Demon God Temple, it is usually empty and unocided, even the demon leaders are not able to come to the Demon God Temple often to see the Demon King, at this moment, such a little demon appearance guy stopped and looked, motionless looking at a huge compass hanging on the lintel of the gate of the Demon God Temple.

With his spiritual sense, Jiang Feng could determine that this terrifying demonic power that had previously covered almost the entire Ancestral God Banshan was emitted by this huge compass, and the dragon visualization in his mind was scattered, and it was unknown whether he could recover it again with his memory.

Could this be the Ancestral God Compass, one of the magic weapons of the Ancestral God Mountain Zhenshan that slaughtered nearly a thousand disciples of the Nine Great Daomen Sect a hundred years ago?

A hundred years ago, the Nine Great Daomen joined forces to besiege the Ancestral God Demon Mountain, and more than 300 peripheral vein mountains were lost one after another, and the Daomen army drove straight in, unstoppable, but was killed by the ancestral god compass of the three demon kings who guarded the demon temple, and killed more than 1,000 inner disciples, many of whom formed a golden pill.

After this war, the ancestral god compass was famous all over the world, and it was called the Shuluo by the people in the Taoist sect.

These legends are familiar to any mountain patrol demon, because the ancestral gods and demons are naturally the legends of the immortal victory of the monsters, and the legend of the Daomen is not the same version at all.

However, Jiang Feng also knew that the battle was too tragic, the ancestral god compass that was originally in the split realm was extremely badly damaged, and the quality level was drastically reduced by one level, becoming a magic weapon in the realm of condensation, temporarily losing the surprise attack power of dividing and gathering, and killing with one blow, so he was hung at the door of the demon god temple to accept the worship of the monsters and restore his mana.

The magic weapon has its own spiritual sense, which is divided into four levels, condensation, splitting, turning into a god and cave heaven, and now the ancestral god compass has become a magic weapon of the first order, and it is naturally not a taste in the heart.

It was also the first time Jiang Feng had seen this ancestral god compass, and it was also the first time he had observed a magic weapon up close.

The Ancestral God Compass is made of blue and black, and a circle is divided into three hundred and sixty-five narrow and slender areas, with different colors, none of them are the same, and there are faint signs of alternating light and dark, echoing the corresponding three hundred and sixty-five branch vein mountains.

In the center of the compass, there is a golden light, and the images of countless strange birds and beasts can be faintly seen, obviously enveloping the entire ancestral god main vein in the compass, forming a unique side of the world.

What makes Jiang Feng have the most memorable is the three pointers on the compass, long, medium and short, red, yellow and green.

Among them, the mountain pointed by the longest red pointer is bound to be full of smoke and flames, and it is the area where the little demons and the disciples of the Daomen are fighting wildly.

Secondly, the mountain pointed to by the medium-long yellow pointer is full of dangers, and there are Taoist disciples eyeing it, which may trigger a new round of war at any time.

Only the shortest green pointer pointed to the mountain, a peaceful, the little demons boringly patrolled the mountain, playing time, but these mountains are near the twelve peaks of Zuma, belonging to the core area of the ancestral god demon mountain.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "With the magic weapon of the Ancestral God Compass in hand, every grass and tree within a radius of 100,000 miles of this Ancestral God Mountain can be seen in full view, and every move of the Dao Sect disciples is clear in their chests, no wonder that in the past hundred years, the Nine Great Dao Gate can only be swaying in the periphery, and the rare minerals in the core area of the Ancestral God Demon Mountain are still firmly in the hands of the demon kings." ”

After settling down, Jiang Feng was about to report to the two monsters guarding the temple gate, and when he entered the palace to see the demon king, he suddenly felt a hot forehead, and blue and black qi appeared in the hall, and then there were many illusions in his mind, and the tragic scene of how the ancestral god compass killed a thousand Daomen disciples a hundred years ago emerged.

In front of the Demon God Temple, the crowd surged, and hundreds of magic weapons in the air scattered colorful light, reflecting the sky of the entire Ancestral God Peak magnificently and movingly.

A surging demonic aura was overwhelming, a huge compass fell from the sky, and a blue and black cyclone filled the entire space, I don't know how many magic weapons were involved in it, twisted into scum.

Before the disciples of the Dao Sect Vanguard Army came back to their senses, the huge compass suddenly split up, one into nine, nine into eighty-one, with the Demon God Temple as the center, setting off an incomparably violent and bloody killing frenzy.