"Master, where are we going?"

The fat cat asked while lying in Chen Ronghuo's arms.

Chen Ronghuo stroked the fat cat and said with a smile: "Find a nearby territory to play." ”

He was now only a little short of being able to break through to the peak of the seventh order.

After breaking through to the peak of the seventh order, with his background, I am afraid that he can already fight with Bayi.

So the purpose of his trip this time is to make up for the little bit that is missing.

The fat cat's eyes blinked, and she didn't understand what Chen Ronghuo meant by playing.

Chen Ronghuo's speed is extremely fast.

He didn't use his previous Scourge Wings again, but only used the power of his soul to lift himself up and fly in the sky.

It didn't take long for him to arrive at the Devil's Horn Sea, the closest sea area to the Five-Colored Sea Zone.

There is a seventh-order peak lord in this sea.

Chen Ronghuo's target this time is this person.

It was evening, and the setting sun was shining a blood-red glow over the sea.

Chen Ronghuo hugged the fat cat and hurried while enjoying the beautiful scenery.

Like most of the North Sea, the Devil's Horn is centered around a large territory, with smaller territories scattered around it.

Then those small territories had to pay tribute to the large ones every once in a while.

Soon, the fat cat that Chen Ronghuo was holding crossed those small territories and came to the Demon Horn Territory.

The Devil's Horn Territory has a large horn in the center of the island.

The horn looked like a giant sea monster sticking out of the sea.

Chen Ronghuo looked at it from afar, and saw that the interior of the Demon Horn Territory was extremely prosperous.

Large buildings are scattered throughout the Devil's Horn Territory.

A territory with a seventh-order powerhouse in charge will no longer worry about eating and drinking.

Not to mention anything else, just those small territories around the Demon Horn Territory, if they pay tribute every year, if they pile up food, they can make a Great Wall in the Demon Horn Territory.

Therefore, generally speaking, the power of faith produced in high-level territories is much purer than that produced in low-level territories.

"What else are you doing here?"

Chen Ronghuo hugged the fat cat and walked to the checkpoint on the periphery of the Demon Horn Territory, and the guard guarding here glanced at Chen Ronghuo and asked.

Chen Ronghuo showed a smile on his face: "I didn't have an identity card, I came here to see if I could subdue your lord." ”

"Okay, then you can go in. ”

The guard waved Chen Ronghuo and walked in.

Chen Ronghuo didn't care, holding the fat cat, and slowly walked towards the interior of the Demon Horn Territory.

He used the Demon Soul Technique to deal with an ordinary guard, and if he couldn't catch it, then the secret technique he had cultivated the Soul Law and studied for so long would be in vain.

A circular mirror stands on the gate of the Devil's Horn Territory.

This is a mirror that can measure a person's cultivation.

If there is a cultivator who does not know the root and has reached the seventh order, when he approaches the Demon Horn Territory, this mirror will shine brightly.

At the same time, the island protection array in the Demon Horn Territory will also be opened.

At this time, it was not dark yet, and Chen Ronghuo was not in a hurry.

After entering the territory of the Devil's Horn, he wandered around the territory and experienced the customs and customs of the place.

Moon White Restaurant.

Chen Ronghuo came to a restaurant and ordered a few side dishes, and while eating, he listened to the topics he was interested in.

He used the magic of the demon soul to release the power of his soul to form a large net that spread far away.

In this invisible net, as long as there are no special restrictions in place, he will be able to hear everyone.

"Have you heard? The previous battle in the Golden Horn Sea was initiated by Ning Yun of Black Dragon Island and Pan Bo of White Tiger Island. ”

"Who did you listen to?

Didn't there be news from Black Dragon Island and White Tiger Island that they were going to strike the war? How could they fight again so quickly?"

"Who knows?"

A cultivator shook his head: "However, this news came from the Lord's Mansion, and I'm afraid most of it won't be false."

And I heard that this time the battle between Black Dragon Island and White Tiger Island may not be as simple as before.

I heard that our Demon Horn Territory and all the marquis-level territories in the nearby sea areas have received edicts from the White Tiger Grand Duke and the Black Dragon Grand Duke respectively, saying that this time everyone must all participate in the war. ”

Black Dragon Island and White Tiger Island are going to fight?

When Chen Ronghuo heard the news, his eyebrows suddenly raised.

White Tiger Island, he naturally knew that the Bai Ge he killed at the beginning seemed to be the thirteenth son of the Grand Duke of White Tiger on White Tiger Island.

As for Black Dragon Island, it is an island of the same level as White Tiger Island.

The strength of its lord, the Grand Duke of the Black Dragon, was no weaker than that of the Grand Duke of the White Tiger.

However, he couldn't figure out what the reason for the war between the two major territories was.

"I don't know if their battle has any effect on me......" Shaking his head secretly, Chen Ronghuo stayed in the Devil's Horn Sea for a while, and stayed until it was dark before he walked out of the restaurant.

It's otherworldly, but the streets outside are brightly lit.

Chen Ronghuo walked step by step on the streets of the Demon Horn Territory, without attracting anyone's attention, and no one even noticed him until he walked into the Lord's Mansion of the Demon Horn Territory.

The secret art of the demon soul does not refer to a single secret art.

Rather, it refers to a set of mystical techniques that contain thousands of soul laws as the core.

"They summoned me to the war. ”

In the study room of the Lord's Mansion of the Demon Horn Territory, Shang Tong, the Demon Horn Lord, had a strange smile on his face.

He sat on a chair and rubbed a black jade pendant in his hand, revealing a deep groan: "My task is to deepen the contradiction between the White Tiger Territory and the Black Dragon Territory as much as possible.

What should I do now that I am the Grand Duke of the Black Dragon on the surface?

This time, the reason why the White Tiger Grand Duke fought again with the Black Dragon Territory seemed to be because his thirteen sons died at the hands of Ning Yun of the Black Dragon Territory.

So what if I find a way to kill one of the sons of the Grand Duke of the White Tiger again?"

One thought after another emerged from Shang Tong's heart, and at the same time, he casually murmured.

"Kill one of the sons of the Grand Duke of the White Tiger again, you are so bold!"

It's just that at this moment, he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking, and then he saw a big hand quietly fall on his shoulder.

With this big hand, the words of its owner made his heart even colder.

He tried to struggle up from the chair, but was crushed by an infinite force, but the chair made of third-order spirit wood showed no signs of damage.

At this time, Chen Ronghuo slowly walked from behind Shang Tong to the front.

At the same time, the hand he had placed on Shang Tong's shoulder was also retracted.

There is no pressure on this fashion pass.

But he looked at Chen Ronghuo who slowly walked in front of him, but he didn't dare to move.

"This senior came to my Demon Horn Territory, I don't know what to order?"