"Yes, Patriarch."

After hearing the words of the patriarch, a flash of expectation flashed in the eyes of the black fox lady, and said respectfully, it seems that the patriarch is not that kind of pedantic character.

Then, the current patriarch of the fox demon clan is waiting for her challenge, as for the matter of the woman in purple just now, the black fox lady feels that she is not busy now, and when she has the opportunity, she will help the patriarch.

Now that she is safe and has joined the demon clan, her top priority now is to recover from her injuries first, and then think about how to help the patriarch.

"Lady White Bone, you take the little black fox to Fox City, as for the trivial matters of the demon clan, I will leave it to you."

Sun Wukong looked at the White Bone Lady and the Black Fox Lady in front of him, and said calmly, since the matter has ended temporarily, he should sleep for a while.

This experience did make him a little tired, although with his cultivation, there was no need to rest at all, but Sun Wukong still enjoyed this peaceful life.

"Yes, Patriarch."

After hearing the patriarch's command, Lady White Bone saluted and said respectfully, of course she knew what the patriarch was talking about.

The big war that will come soon, she is looking forward to it, she doesn't want to fall, she wants to continue to follow the patriarch, and see how far the patriarch can lead the demon clan.

"Yes, Patriarch."

After hearing the words of the patriarch, the black fox lady also bowed, and said respectfully, it won't take long for her to recover from her injuries.

When the time comes, let the patriarch of the fox demon clan see the methods of her black fox mother, and she will not be afraid of any living beings.

Then, Lady White Bone and Black Fox Niangniang turned around and left the main hall, Sun Wukong sat on the chair, glanced at the direction of his two subordinates leaving, and closed his eyes calmly.

That Blood Prison Lord Ning Yuan didn't know if it would come to Nezha's world, even if it did, he wouldn't back down, but what he needed to think about now was which world to let the demon clan invade.

If the strength of that world is too weak, it doesn't make sense at all, but if the strength of that world is too strong, I'm afraid that his demon clan will really lose a lot.

Moreover, although Sun Wukong didn't think that the so-called Dust Empire would be so strong, his demon clan had not fought with the creatures of the technological plane after all.

If he really wanted to choose the Dust Empire as the enemy this time, Sun Wukong didn't have to think about it, he could guess that his subordinates would definitely be in a hurry.

The Demon Boy Plane, Chentangguan, the General Soldier's Mansion, the backyard.

Nezha lay leisurely on the chair, slightly closed his eyes, feeling the feeling of the breeze blowing, this is his life, leisurely, comfortable, don't pay attention to so many trivial things.

At this moment, a blood-colored passage suddenly appeared, and after a man in blood clothes walked out of the passage, he looked at the world in front of him, glanced at the child lying on the chair not far away, and didn't care.

Ning Yuan really didn't expect that this time, he would meet such an interesting little guy, who was obviously so weak, but he had the means to escape from the blood prison.

If he hadn't been playing with a fierce beast, he would have taken that little guy back to the Blood Prison a long time ago, and then, let that little guy have a good experience, what is called real despair.

You must know that there are many demons who escaped from the blood prison, but the ending of those demons is also quite tragic, the cultivation is abolished, the limbs are broken, and the rest of the life can only crawl on the land of the blood prison, and use blood to dye the land of the blood prison more red.

It's just that this time, he seems to have encountered an unexpected thing again, the breath of that little guy is not in this world, and his mark seems to have dissipated.

Ning Yuan didn't think that that little guy could dissolve his mark, and besides, there didn't seem to be a powerhouse in this world who was in the same realm as him.

It seems that the demons who were imprisoned in the blood prison by him could have a faint hope, a hope for those demons to persevere when all thoughts were lost.

After a breath, Ning Yuan came back to his senses, walked out in one step, and appeared directly near the little child, his mind moved, and a blood-colored throne appeared behind him.

Ning Yuan sat on the throne leisurely, looking at the little child in front of him, the son of luck in this world, he didn't care too much about the trace of that little guy.

If there is a powerful demon who dissolves his mark, that demon must be an existence in the same realm as him, then, even if he doesn't go to find that little guy.

That little guy will also come to him with that powerful demon, and if that little guy has fallen, and his mark accidentally dissipates, it doesn't matter.

There are already hundreds of thousands of demons imprisoned by him in the blood prison, and he can't count them all, so how can he care about the life or death of a little guy? Now, what he is most curious about is the child in front of him, the son of luck in this world.

He had been walking the heavens for so long, and it was the first time he had encountered such an interesting son of luck, and just now, Ning Yuan had simply learned what this son of luck had done from the world consciousness.

Even with his current cultivation, he has to praise this son of luck, although he is young, he is decisive, powerful, and strategic, much better than the sons of luck who are not enterprising he has seen in the past.

Such an excellent clansman, just staying in this world, seems to be a bit condescending, Ning Yuan even wants to accept this son of luck as a disciple, so that this son of luck will inherit his mission in the future after his fall, and become the new lord of blood and hell, the protector of the human race.

Nezha, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong around him, and the breeze seemed to stop a little abruptly, and Nezha opened his eyes curiously.

At first glance, I saw a blood-clothed man sitting on a blood-colored throne, looking at himself for a long time, Nezha instantly felt that the whole person was not good, subconsciously held the token, looked at the blood-clothed man in front of him, and said weakly.

"Well, if I close my eyes and go back to sleep now, will it be too late?"

To be honest, Nezha's current feeling is really the most exciting thing he has ever had in his life, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a strong man staring at him.

The most important thing is that the method of the strong man's appearance is too weird, he is the son of luck in this world, if he faces an ordinary enemy, the world consciousness will not watch him fall into danger.

And this time? There were no visions, no warnings, as if the world consciousness was not aware of the existence of the blood-clad man.

Nezha really feels that the Monkey King guy really cheated him once this time, this man in blood should be Ning Yuan, the lord of the blood prison that the black fox lady said.

However, although Nezha felt very excited, he didn't have too much to worry about, although the cultivation of Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Prison, was stronger than him, but his backer was the Lord of the Group.

Nezha is still very confident in the strength of the group leader, if this Blood Prison Lord Ning Yuan intends to imprison him in the Blood Prison, Nezha will not hesitate in the slightest.

He remembered that the group leader had told them that if they encountered an enemy they couldn't defeat, they only needed to shout the name of the group leader and lie on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Although Nezha felt that if he really shouted the name of the group leader and disturbed the group leader who was sleeping in the chaos, the consequences would be terrible, but it was better than him being imprisoned in the blood prison for eternity.

"Li Nezha, the former emperor of the Great Shang, the son of luck in this world, is so young, but he can do so many deeds that are enough to last for a hundred years."

"I'm really a little curious, why are you so powerful, can you tell me?"

After Ning Yuan heard the words of the son of luck in front of him, a smile appeared on his calm face, and he said gently, he would not be deceived by the disguise of the son of luck in front of him.

The Great Shang Emperor Master that he had learned from the world consciousness of this world was not such a soft and weak character in front of him, besides, Ning Yuan really didn't have any hostility.

He is the Lord of the Blood Prison and the protector of the Terrans, walking the heavens and protecting the Terrans is his mission and his responsibility, and what this son of luck has done.

Let him appreciate it very much, not all sons of luck have the courage to lead the elite of the human race and the army of the demon clan to fight to the death, and the age of this son of luck is still so young.

Ning Yuan remembered that his teacher, the previous Lord of the Blood Prison, rescued him who was about to die under the clutches of the demon beast, and then took him to walk the heavens and teach him all his supernatural powers.

It's a pity that his teacher still fell into a powerful world after all, and later, he walked the heavens alone, and when he encountered a world where the human race lived, he left some cultivation methods.

And when he encountered those demons and monsters, he directly arrested them and imprisoned them in the blood prison, just killing those demons, Ning Yuan felt that those demons were too cheap.

Ning Yuan wants to let those demons be imprisoned in the blood prison forever, life is better than death, life is not possible, death is not possible, only in this way can he be happy.

"I'm just a little bit better than ordinary people, I don't deserve such a high evaluation of this son, not to mention, this is also what I should do."

After Nezha heard the praise of Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Prison in front of him, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, and he held the token tightly in his hand, and said helplessly.

Even if he was well-informed, he was still a little helpless in the face of such a powerful creature, he didn't know where this Blood Prison Lord Ning Yuan knew what he had done before.

He only knew that he still didn't have to try to call the Monkey King to help, with the protection of the group leader, he didn't need to involve his friends at all.

Moreover, Nezha felt that Ning Yuan, the lord of the Blood Prison in front of him, seemed to be different from what the black fox lady described, and it didn't look like such a crazy existence.