"Lord, please take a seat. ”

The old demon king dodged and gave up his position, and the gray-clothed demon handsome opened his mouth and spit out a rectangular spar and dodged away.

"I don't know what you call it?"

"The old man's name was Yan Jiang before his death. The demon king clenched his fists and bowed.

"The lower clan is a small cultivator. "The grey banshee salutes.

"Yan Rong, Yan Hua, Yan Yuqing, Yan Huan. ”

Lang Yu looked at the stone pillar and hesitated.

"This is the coffin of an old decaying body. Upper clan please. ”

"Dare to ask the seniors, what kind of existence is it now?"

The middle-aged demon king immediately bowed down and bowed again: "The Shang clan has killed the old decay, and this senior dare not take the word seriously." The old decay is just a baby now, and in fact, it has no combat power?"

"Huh?" Lang Yu looked at it carefully, and was puzzled, did the hand he showed just now look like he had no combat power?

"Don't be surprised. Indeed, there is no demon king left in the Yan clan of the Nine Caves Mountain. ”

Lang Yu examined a few demon handsomes one by one, turned to look at Yan Jiang, and waited for the following.

"My Yan clan was originally a subordinate clan of the Shang clan, and it was only because of a civil strife more than thirty years ago that the three demon kings all fell, so they fled here. The old decay preserved a trace of divine thought because of a black stone, and maintained the primordial infant. ”

"Isn't it possible to take it away?" asked Langyu.

Yan Jiang laughed miserably: "The main clan swore a blood oath to explode the Yuan Baby, and the Yuan Infant was dispersed before the person died, how could he take the body." I can't be sure that I have been recuperating for thirty years, and I am only immortal if I take away the heavy repair, and it will be difficult to tribulate again. Although the old decay has no combat power, the Yuan Ying is still there, and with the help of the power of the black stone, he can barely keep the peace of the family. These Nine Cave Mountains have a secret arrangement, and the old decay can temporarily improve the cultivation of children and grandchildren to a realm, so that the demon king does not dare to attack. I hope to save a demon king within fifty years, and the old man will leave with confidence. ”

Lang Yu nodded secretly, this is the pillar of a race, whether it is a human or a demon, a friend or foe, each race has its own pride, and there are heroes to sing and cry about.

"So, why did my Lu family offend the whole clan?"

"Because of the blood of the Demon Ancestor. ”

"Demon Ancestor's blood?" Lang Yu's eyes jumped, as if he had heard it, and he thought about it.

"That's right! Back then, the Bai family suddenly surrounded Bailu Mountain, and it was precisely because of this incident that when the main clan was forced out of Bailu Mountain, the clan and other subordinate clans responded from all over the country, and they also went through countless bloody battles and suffered heavy losses. Later, it was confirmed that the patriarch of the Lu family had stolen the blood of the 10,000-year-old demon ancestor and was discovered by the Bai family decades later.

The blood of the Demon Ancestor is the heirloom treasure of our Sable Clan, so that the two Heavenly Clans can hold on to the Divine Punishment. Only the awakened demons or those who have made significant contributions can receive a drop of reward every ten years. That is the hope of all the tribes.

Therefore, many of the clan did not hesitate to die, and turned against them, such as my Yan family, there are no less than 100 clans, and it is said that only two demon kings survived, and most of them fell into the hands of the main clan. Later, he was forced to flee and joined the Bai family. My Yan family, because of the Nine Caves Mountain, although under its leadership, does not accept the blood oath. ”

It turned out that this was the existence of a primordial baby, and that stone seemed to be very mysterious, and Lang Yu understood it as soon as he heard it.

"What is that stone, my clan wants to see it, I don't know if it's okay, don't worry, since it's your baby's thing, my clan won't fight for it. ”

There is no way to fight, the blood oath has been made, and everything is everyone's.

Lang Yu said, took out a piece of black jade in his hand, and handed it over: "That inheritance is in this jade, you can put it away, even if it is returned to the original owner." ”

"This ......"

The inheritance is in front of him, and the old demon king's eyes are shining, and he is reluctant. The return of Langyu's things to the original owner is obviously a pun and has something else to say, but the token in his hand is also of great use to them.

The old demon king looked at it and looked at it, shook it again and again, and finally handed it over. One card for one inheritance, fish and bear paw can not have both.

Taking the black jade, Yan Jiang couldn't wait to read it.

A complete one hundred and eight star points, not a single bit.

This kind of bloodline inheritance is not too high level, as long as you cultivate the bloodline of your own clan, you can get it, but how far it can be activated depends on the individual's qualifications.

In just a moment, the old demon king disappeared, connecting the three veins, and it was certain that this was the real thing.

"The old man is a baby, and it is useless to get this inheritance, I don't know ......"

"Hehe" Lang Yu smiled, "This is the inheritance of your rat clan, you can dispose of it freely, and your clan doesn't care." ”

"Thank you. Turning to look behind him: "Open the coffin." ”

The five demons surrounded the stone pillars, each sacrificing the divine consciousness, and with blood as the guide, the golden sarcophagus cracked. Inside was a two-meter-tall gray squirrel, and the old demon king flashed back to his place.

A voice came out: "What the Shang Clan asks is what the old man is doing!"

The sarcophagus opened a quarter, revealing a black stone in the claws of the gray squirrel. Boxy, like a book.

"Ahh

Lang Yu exclaimed, it turned out to be ......!

The Fifth Black Book.

Langyu regretted it, he never thought it was this thing, otherwise he would have to take it away for nothing.

This is something that the Ancient Scrolls need, and it must be related to the master.

At the time of three breaths, Lang Yu did not stretch out his hand, and the sarcophagus slowly closed.

"The old man can't leave this sarcophagus for too long, if the upper clan has orders, the old man will do it. ”

The sarcophagus was closed as before, and Lang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, the ancient scroll has not been found, so this thing will be placed here for the time being. It's no different from putting it in the Nine Caves Mountain and putting it in your own ring.

After a few breaths, Lang Yu asked, "I wonder what is in this stone?"

"Nothing has been found in the stone, and the sacrifice of the lower clan for nearly a hundred years can only use the power of this stone to change the law of space slightly. ”

Change the law, Emperor?

Lang Yu thought of the undersea dragon tomb. It turned out that it wasn't the two old dragons that really scared him, but the space that suppressed him. Although it was not as obvious in the space of that cemetery as the Demon Sealing Tower, it gave me a suffocating sense of powerlessness.

The black book is definitely not an ordinary treasure, he can actually improve the combat power of a cultivator in a realm, but unfortunately, he can't open it by himself until he is not a young person.

Langyu had to put his ambition back in his stomach first. If he can stimulate the power of the black book, he has two copies in his hand, and the combat power is probably too rebellious.

The master is a spirit body, and this Yan Jiang is a primordial baby, and before he finds out what it is, he can only sacrifice and practice, not use it. The villain of the pseudo-primordial infant was sucked into the Sky Wolf Knife, leaving a large shadow on Lang Yu, and now there can be no more mistakes in the sea of knowledge.

"Since your clan used to be a subordinate of your own clan, you should know where the Lu family is now, right?"

"The Shang clan was driven out of Bailu Mountain back then, and did not gather the clan to fight to the death, now it seems that they are withdrawing, not the meaning of hard fighting, and then I heard that they were chased into the territory of the lion clan, and there is no news. ”

"Thank you, there's another thing for this clan. ”

"The Shang Clan is looking for a treasure hunting mouse?"

"Huh. ”

Lang Yu smiled: "My clan will treat him well." ”

"This is his blessing, but the bloodline of his clan has been lost for a long time, although he still has some ability to recognize treasures, but that kind of holy rat is no longer there. ”

"I just pick one at random and take it with me. ”

"Zhongyu can arrange this. ”

"Yes, Ancestor. The grey banshee turned around and took her life.

"Lord, please. ”

Choosing the rat demon does not have to be out of the cave, Yan Zhongyu only scratches on the wall of the cave, and the scene outside is clear at a glance.

What a huge army of rats, and they are neat and tidy, making people feel like they are surrounded by an isolated island. Lang Yu nodded, he didn't expect that there were still generals in this demon clan.

"I only want demon beasts below the fifth order, they want to be white, not women. ”

Yan Zhongyu pursed his lips lightly, hum, the Heavenly Clan is probably so virtuous, not only racist, but also patriarchal. However, this is just right, the rat clan is dominated by women, and they are proud of gray.

A sound went down, and thousands of demon rats disappeared in a moment, and none of them who could come here were below the fifth order, leaving only one hundred and ten demon marshals guarding the nine caves.

Two quarters of an hour later, among the nine rat holes, a group of mice came out tremblingly, pure white, half of the miscellaneous hairs did not touch, I don't know where they were selected.

"Huh. Lin'er squinted and smiled, leaning forward. If you want to talk about fun, this little thing is cute, with rat heads and rat brains, shrinking necks, curling tails, and small eyes spinning around.

"You want one too?" asked Lang Yu with a smile.

Lin'er shook her head and said, "Don't, it's just interesting to watch." ”

Yan Zhongyu rolled his eyes, why do you still use my Nine Caves Mountain as a pet farm, there is no way to do it.

Hundreds of white rats, how to pick this, it is not necessary to see the cultivation, Lang Yu didn't want the big demon at all, but you can't see the bloodline.

Lang Yu glanced around twice and spoke.

"Tell them that they are willing to be my pet beast. ”

"Huh. This time, Yan Zhongyu really smiled. "The ...... of the Upper Clan"

"Let's just say that. Lang Yu understood what she meant, who would like to be someone else's beast. And no one knows who you are.

Yan Zhongyu obeyed the order.

As soon as the voice sounded in his mind, the demons were chaotic, and they squeezed back one by one.

Isn't it fatal to know that there is no good thing. There were even demon rats with fists and feet, and they were blown away by the demon handsome for dozens before they quieted down.

Three or four zhang retreated, Yan Zhongyu's face was not good-looking, and several demon handsomes in the field wanted to kill even more.

There were really nine third- and fourth-order white rats left. This face is beaten, and the face of the rat clan is lost. Do you like to be pets for others so much!?

These nine little guys all have one characteristic: miserable.

The fur is untidy, the light is dull, and the expression is languishing.

This is because he was miserably abused by others, and it can be said that he can't bear to be tortured, so he took this step.

If it's a race, there will be fighting, and the world is a rule. The high-ranking demon generals and demon handsome, where do you know the sorrow of the little demon.

Yan Zhongyu gritted his teeth, his eyes were like electricity, and he forced the nine little demons.

After today, there will be no need for you to exist.

Lang Yu smiled: "Okay, good, good, Razer, go down, give this one drop per person, don't do more." Let them report their names, and they will be regarded as registered disciples of their own clan. ”

My—oh my!