Chapter 843: Eight-Star Sword Demon

The fact that the three elders did not return overnight in the sect leader's bedroom could not hide it from the high-level of the Demon Sect.

Everyone was not surprised, and a few Dharma Protectors even felt that Dongji Mei'er should have gone to warm the sect leader's bed a long time ago.

The real surprise was the sect leader himself.

As we all know, the demon clan is very open, but any woman with strength can raise male pets. Not to mention an eight-star level elder like Dongji Mei'er, even if she is a six-star deacon, she can raise ten or eight strong men.

The white-haired sword demon didn't expect Dongji Mei'er to be the original at all, he just wanted to use his intimate relationship to extract some useful information from the mouth of the third elder. He never dreamed that the third elder, who was extremely charming and looked like he had a commotion in his bones, was still perfect.

This accident led to another accident.

When he reached the peak realm of the Seven Stars, the Demon Emperor Descendant personally realized how difficult it was to break through that bottleneck, and originally he thought that even if he performed the Crystal God Seventy-two Forms, it was unlikely to succeed. Life is full of surprises, when he absorbed the pure Yuan Yin of Dongji Mei'er, he broke through the bottleneck overnight!

After the breakthrough, the white-haired birdman himself was stunned.

Afterwards, he summed up three reasons, first, the seventy-two styles of the crystal god were too rebellious. Second, his physique is easy to resonate strongly with demon women. Third, Dongji Mei'er, who has been guarding himself for many years, has sent him a lot of benefits.

In the next few days, the sect leader showed a kind of obsessed female urine sex, and spent all day having fun with Dongji Mei'er.

This is a situation that the second elder's faction is happy to see, and a sect leader who spends all his days drinking is easier to control.

As for the faction of the Great Elder, they were quite worried, and they couldn't wait to jump out and angrily reprimand the sect leader for not being angry.

After seven days, the sect leader was a little more normal, at least he wouldn't do shameful things behind closed doors in broad daylight.

The descendants of the Demon Emperor at this stage have completely refined the Yuan **hua of Dongji Mei'er.

The essence of the eight-star powerhouse contained extremely abundant energy, which raised the True Yuan Beads in the Demon Emperor's body to eight hundred and eighty-eight!

888, this is a very auspicious number, very close to the peak of the eight stars.

"The seventy-two styles of the crystal god are really too domineering...... In another twenty days, I will get married to Yao Ji, if the cave room Hua Candle Night does that kind of shameful thing and absorbs the Yuan ** Hua of the Nine Star Supreme, is it possible for me to directly break through to the Nine Star Realm? ”

The descendants of the Demon Emperor had a conjecture that he had resisted that marriage before, but now he began to look forward to it.

He knew one truth very well, even if he cultivated to the peak of the eight-star level, he would still be vulnerable in front of the nine-star powerhouse.

There are all ants below the Supreme, and the so-called eight-star powerhouses are just stronger ants.

"That Spirit Clan Great Elder is a recognized lily, and my marriage to her is just a play. It seems that I still have to set it up before I can develop with her to the cave house. Alas, brother, you have gone bad, I can't imagine that you are such a person......"

That night, the heir of the Demon Emperor sighed to the moon.

After a long sigh, he returned to his bedroom and fought for a thousand rounds with the coquettish Dongji Mei'er.

In addition to stabilizing cultivation, this kind of "battle" also has another effect, Dongji Mei'er became more and more docile to the sect leader, and told all the secrets she could say.

The white-haired birdman summed up the amount of information and came to a conclusion: the reason why the Eastern Pole Demon Lord chose to marry was mainly because of the dowry given by Yao Ji.

There was a question he hadn't figured out, why the demon race and the spirit race were so eager to form an alliance, weren't they afraid of upsetting the other races? You must know that the human race has six supremes, and the demon race also has six supremes, once the human race and the demon race join forces, the twelve supremes are earth-shattering, and the alliance between the demon race and the spirit race is a joke.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if the human race and the demon race refuse to form an alliance, just if the demon clan who has a deep hatred with the demon clan for 10,000 years is killed, the power of the six demon venerables is not a joke. With only the two supremes of the East Pole Demon Lord and Yao Ji, how can they resist the crushing of the demon clan?

Recently, the sect leader has been pondering a question, what kind of dowry did Yao Ji give, which was worth such a reckless risk by the demon clan?

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In the villa on the top of the mountain in Moon Bay, Zhao Hao couldn't sleep.

Since he reached the Seven Star Realm, he no longer needed to absorb the Earth Aura, and there was no need to go to the Nanshan Sanatorium to cultivate. After leaving Xiangxi, Xiao Zhao returned home and spent a simple and beautiful hour with his parents.

Two days ago, he celebrated his twenty-ninth birthday, rubbed with relatives and friends, and Yang Dingtian Dong Gantian and others, who were in the netherworld, also came to attend the birthday party.

In that process, Zhao Hao was in pain and happy.

The joy is to reunite with old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, and everyone looks back on the eventful years of the year.

The pain is that he has lived up to his parents' expectations, and on his previous birthdays, his parents would always say that he was not young and asked him when he would get married and have children. This time, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother did not urge him again, and the parents' silent protest pierced Xiao Zhao's heart.

His original plan was for the deity to stay on the earth and the clone to play in the third-order heavenly domain, even if the white-haired birdman died in that world, the deity did not have much to lose. If everything goes well, the Buddha-figure who stays on the earth can really have children, and it is not too late to go to the third-order heavenly domain in a few decades.

However, the plan can't catch up with the changes, Xiao Zhao offended Kunlun not long ago, and it is not safe to stay on Earth.

Since yesterday, his right eyelid has been throbbing, as if something big is about to happen.

"Fortune in the left eye and disaster in the right eye, who is in trouble?"

Zhao Hao carefully screened it, and his relatives and friends around him have been living very well recently.

"Could it be Xiang'er?"

After thinking about it, Zhao Hao thought of a person who had lost contact.

The seven-colored pillar of light in the Netherworld has long been connected to the earth, and the people inside can come out to contact Zhao Hao at any time, to say that the only person he can't contact now is the Xiangjun Lord of the Third-Order Heavenly Domain.

The white-haired birdman was trapped in the main altar of the Demon Sect, unable to take a break to check the situation, and wanted to know how the Xiangjun Lord was doing, so he could only go to Zhao Hao in person. That demon woman has been dead set on him since she followed Master Zhao, and Zhao Hao can't leave her alone.

Early the next morning, Zhao Hao set off.

Before leaving, he left all the spiritual jade on his body to his parents, and walked into the seven-colored pillar of light in Zhonghai early in the morning.

A few seconds later, Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief, his position was right at the foot of the Colorful Divine Mountain. This means that he can climb to the top of this sacred mountain again and return to his homeland in Shenzhou, which is tantamount to one more way out.

Before he could finish his breath, Xiao Zhao suddenly tightened his chrysanthemum.

At this moment, in a clearing at the foot of the mountain, there were two majestic old men, who were looking at him with burning eyes.