The next day, the Demon King's Palace.

Bai Feng and Mo Chen sat in a beautiful place, looking at the turbulent sea of clouds in the western mountain stream. The two talked about the changes over the years, and Mo Chen told him about the good fortune dragon girl.

Bai Feng covered his mouth and chuckled: "It turned out to be that little thing." ”

Mo Chen turned his head sideways and said with a smile: "Feng'er knows the princess of Shancai? ”

Bai Feng bowed slightly, his jade hand brushed the hair hanging down on his sideburns, his face was a little distracted, and he chuckled: "Not long after that little guy was born, the concubine went to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea with some friends to visit. When she was young, she also met a few times. It is said that the concubine's friendship with his father is not bad, but he didn't expect this little guy to reach the concubine's head. ”

As she spoke, she looked sideways at Mo Chen, showed a mischievous smile, and smiled, "For Your Majesty, this is a good opportunity. The wealth of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea is unmatched in the world. If Your Majesty can take this opportunity to befriend them, it will be of great benefit to future affairs. ”

Mo Chen heard this, revealing a contemplative look.

Before that, he just wanted to teach the dragon girl a small lesson, and by the way, get some benefits from the other party. But at this time, knowing the urgency of the matter made him have to consider Bai Feng's suggestion.

The wealth of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea is unmatched in the world!

If we can have their help, at least many things will be done with half the effort.

Seeing Mo Chen's expression, Bai Feng advised: "Although the old ghost of Xiangxi is short-tempered, he is also a strange person. The concubine had heard in her early years that the old ghost in Xiangxi had a promise. Although his methods are strange, he attaches great importance to love and righteousness. If Your Majesty sells them a favor today, it may not be possible to say that there will be other gains in the future. ”

Mo Chen bowed his head slightly and smiled: "It's okay." ”

The matter in Luoyang cannot be delayed, and he has no big grudges with them, so there is no need to waste time on these juniors. But we still have to give them a small lesson, otherwise how can they remember their kindness.

Two days later, Sycamore Valley.

Wutong Valley is located five hundred miles southwest of Tongtian City, and there are dense plane trees for dozens of miles around the mountain forest. The thick plane trees towered into the sky, almost like a primeval forest that no one had ever set foot in.

What's even more strange is that the sycamore leaves here are like burning flames, and they are like crystals. Vines as thick as calves climb over the plane trees, adding to the mystical atmosphere of the place.

At this time, several figures were hidden outside the Sycamore Valley.

The old ghost of Xiangxi and the others looked at the endless plane forest in front of them, their faces were full of solemnity, and they were a little excited that could not be concealed.

Bai Suzhen's eyes closed slightly, and she said in a condensed voice: "This is it, it won't be wrong." I could sense that there was an unusually large demonic aura sleeping here, which was terrifying. ”

The Wind Island Lord nodded with a heavy face, and his eyes were full of fear as he looked at Wutong Valley.

Under his perception, this silent Wutong Valley was like a sleeping ancient demon god, and although the breath was as calm as water, it made him instinctively want to bow his head and worship. He even had a feeling that in front of that demon sage, he didn't say anything, he was afraid that it would be difficult to hold even a look from the other party.

Although the Wind Island Lord was flustered, he could only suppress the fear in his heart when he thought of the generous reward promised by the Good Wealth Dragon Maiden.

Zhuge Qingming frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's not long since we agreed on the time, why hasn't Mr. Mo arrived yet, could it be that there has been a change in Tongtian City?" ”

Bai Suzhen shook her head slightly and sighed: "After all, the Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King is a generation of male masters, maybe he can't say anything when he sees it." Mr. Mo wants to get out, but I'm afraid it will be a little difficult. ”

The old ghost of Xiangxi said disdainfully: "Even without him, it will not affect our plan." We only need a small amount of phoenix blood on this trip, and we are not here to assassinate a top powerhouse like the White Phoenix Holy Lord. Even if the cultivation of the White Phoenix Holy Lord is high, with the power of our joining forces, we still haven't had a chance to take the blood of the phoenix. ”

Several people bowed slightly and nodded approvingly.

They ask themselves that although they are not the strongest, they are also the few top powerhouses in the world. Although it may be a little worse than the White Phoenix Holy Lord, it is definitely not so big that it cannot be compensated. The most important thing is that they don't need to fight to the death with the White Phoenix Holy Lord, they only need to obtain a small amount of phoenix blood.

Everyone waited for a moment, but never saw Mo Chen appear.

Zhuge Qing said: "Mr. Mo may have something to delay, but no matter what, we can't continue to wait, otherwise I'm afraid something will happen." ”

The old ghost in Xiangxi showed a faint sneer, and snorted: "It should have been like this a long time ago, the old man took the first step." ”

As he spoke, he turned into a shadow that seemed to be nothing, and disappeared into the silence and depth of the plane forest.

Seeing this, the other people shook their heads helplessly, but they couldn't say anything.

Bai Suzhen pondered for a few breaths and said in a low voice: "The White Phoenix Holy Lord not only has a high prestige in Baiyue, but is also a well-known existence in the entire demon clan. Although we did not come here to assassinate the Holy Lord, we have finally come to an end. At that time, everyone should try to cover up as much as possible, and don't reveal their identities, otherwise there will be no peaceful days in the future. ”

The two nodded approvingly, but there was no surprise, obviously they had already thought of it.

A few people said that, after a little cover-up, they went to the depths of Wutong Valley.

In the depths of the Sycamore Valley, there is a quiet house.

The area of the house is not too large, there are only dozens of houses, and it looks like an ordinary rich family. There were a few servants among them, but not many guards.

The old ghost of Xiangxi was hidden in the dark, looking at the calm and peaceful house, and a little surprise and doubt flashed in his eyes. This is the hermitage of the White Phoenix Holy Lord, and it doesn't look much different from the place of the hermit of the human race.

Looking at this mansion, there don't seem to be any other powerful guards. Come to think of it, with the White Phoenix Holy Lord's thorough cultivation, why do you need those ordinary guards.

But that's fine, there are no other guards that save you some trouble. As long as you find the White Phoenix Holy Lord and then succeed in the sneak attack, you can complete this mission.

The route of the servants of the Xiangxi Old Ghost Observer sensed the various scattered breaths in the mansion, and carefully searched for the location of the White Phoenix Holy Lord.

Got it!

He stared for a moment, looking up at a three-story attic in the depths of the house, his eyes flashing with joy. It can't be wrong, that breath that seems to be sleeping is huge and full of scorching heat, it must be the White Phoenix Holy Lord.

The old ghost of Xiangxi carefully avoided the servants and approached the delicate and elegant attic. When he lurked outside the attic, his heart was filled with excitement and joy.

Being able to approach the cultivation place of the White Phoenix Holy Lord so smoothly, even the old ghost of Xiangxi himself did not expect it. He looked up at the attic that was close at hand, and the aura that grew clearer and clearer, and his eyes flashed with pride and mockery.

Hmph, Evil Emperor Mo Chen, just because you, the yellow-haired child, also want to fight with the old man, and wait for the old man to take the phoenix blood and then make you look good.