724 Demon God Chu Feng

"You saved me, what do you want?"

The voice of the demon god was light and fluttering, without emotional fluctuations, as if it was someone else who was saved, not him.

The Demon God Clan immediately quieted down and stared at Chu Feng to see what he requested.

"Poor Dao wants to become a new generation of demon gods"

Chu Feng did not hesitate to say the task given by the system.

The people of the demon god clan present were all in an uproar, this dead monkey, no, this human pretending to be their clan has not been counted, and he actually wants to be a demon god, which is too much.

There were several Great Luo Jin Immortals who sent a message to warn Chu Feng and asked him to take back what he had just said, otherwise he would look good.

"Yes"

The demon god is still understated, it seems that the head of this clan is not a big deal.

Many people of the Demon God Clan, because they couldn't disobey their ancestors, their cheeks were red and their breathing was short.

The transmission warned Chu Feng's demon clan that it had changed from a few to nearly a hundred at once, if it weren't for Chu Feng's cultivation to the top and being invaded by so many divine senses, the divine consciousness would have to be damaged.

Chu Feng ignored the reactions of these demon god clansmen and thanked him.

"Thank you seniors for your success, seniors rest assured, there will be a poor road in the future, and no one will dare to bully the demon god clan"

Most of the demon god clan people present rolled their eyes, no one dares to bully us with you, usually we bully others.

"I also have a condition"

The demon god said suddenly.

Things have changed, and hope has risen in the hearts of many demon god clansmen who are like ashes.

If the conditions are too much and this damn human doesn't want to, it would be even better.

Chu Feng didn't know what the demon god was doing, so he didn't agree directly, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "If you do evil, if you do too much damage to the poor Dao, the poor Dao will never do it." ”

This time, for some reason, the demon god didn't speak quickly.

Chu Feng didn't ask, his eyes looked elsewhere, standing in the air, a little overwhelmed by the leaves, the Barbarian Bull King and Da Luo Jinxian who were still kneeling on the ground, a group of demon god clansmen with unwilling expressions and mixed with hope, and finally, when they first arrived here, the enchanting and charming demon girl was looking at him with soft eyes.

"I want you to marry Yezi"

The voice of the demon god sounded, like Huang Zhong Dalu.

The first person to react was not Chu Feng, nor Ye Zi, but the Wild Bull King who was kneeling on the ground, and the fact that he liked Ye Zi was known to the entire Demon God Clan.

"Old Ancestor, you can't marry Ye Zi to this stinky monkey, well, Sun Wukong."

As soon as the words fell, the Bull King, who had cultivated into a great Luo Jin Immortal, turned into a cloud of dust.

The demon god clan people present were all silent, the old ancestor was too terrifying, and he could kill Da Luo Jinxian in an instant.

"Do anyone have any questions?"

This was originally a very domineering sentence, but it became indifferent in the mouth of the demon god.

Without a demon to speak, no one wants to die.

Suddenly, an abrupt voice sounded.

"I have an opinion"

The demons present looked at it, and it was the human who was against it, and it was really wonderful that he was against it.

"Speak"

Compared to the Barbarian Bull King and Chu Feng just now, the demon god seemed very patient.

"Poor Dao is a monk, not close to women, and it is really difficult for a strong man to let Poor Dao marry Yezi."

Chu Feng said truthfully.

After going through the world, I really want to move this thought, I don't know how many women I have accepted.

"It doesn't matter, just let you marry her, it's your own business to touch her or not."

The demon god still has the attitude of looking down on the world.

It turned out to be a nominal marriage, Chu Feng thought about it for a moment and felt that it was acceptable, so he agreed.

"If it's just lip service, I don't have a problem"

The demon god clan all showed disappointment, this damn human is really going to become a new generation of demon gods and their patriarch.

At this moment, a slender and weak voice came from the sky.

"Slow"

Many people of the Demon God Clan who were in a depressed mood were ecstatic in their hearts, but Ye Zi was unwilling.

Forming a partner is a matter for both parties, if one party does not agree, presumably the ancestor will not be reluctant, and that damn human will not be able to become a new generation of demon gods.

Chu Feng also looked at the leaves, it was only in name, and this dragon spirit was not willing.

"Ancestor, getting married is getting married, it's just nominal, what's it?"

In mid-air, the leaves looked a little angry.

The demon god clan is all overwhelmed, this dead girl, it is this idea, it is really infuriating.

"That's your business with him"

The voice of the demon god fell, and the demon god platform slowly sank and fell into the water, leaving no trace of existence.

Ye Zi fell from mid-air and came to Chu Feng's side, the abrupt change in identity made her become a little restrained, glanced at Chu Feng, lowered her head again, raised her head again, saw the surrounding demon god clan people looking at her, raised her eyebrows and said: "Look at what I'm doing, don't you meet the new patriarch yet"

The demon god clan was in an uproar.

At this time, the Da Luo Jin Immortal, who had been kneeling on the ground, said loudly: "Meet the patriarch"

The demon god clan was infected, and they all bowed down and shouted to the patriarch.

Chu Feng waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be like this, get up quickly"

The demon god clan sparsely got up, looking listless.

At night, the dim moon hung obliquely in the sky, and on a small island in the middle of the great lake, seven or eight miles wide and eleven or twelve miles long, in the midst of an extremely beautiful purple bamboo forest, the breeze blew and rustled, and three thatched huts loomed.

In front of the house, some years of stone platform, covered with moss, cracks densely covered on it, like a spider web, a Taoist priest with loose hair, sitting cross-legged, breathed restrained.

Squeak, sound, very crisp, as if something had stepped on a branch, and then, a slender woman appeared not far away, quietly looking in this direction.

"You and Poor Dao are just a formality, tomorrow, Poor Dao will leave here"

Chu Feng opened his mouth and said.

Ye Zi came close in an instant, raised his willow eyebrows, and said angrily: "What did you say? I'm going to leave here tomorrow?"

Chu Feng bowed his head, whether it was to promote the Immortal Dao Sect or to worry that the enemy would come to the door, he couldn't stay here excessively.

Ye Zi stared at Chu Feng for a while, and suddenly said with relief: "Actually, I don't have any feelings for you, it's just that the Ancestor's order has to be followed, since you are leaving here tomorrow, why do you still ask for the position of this demon god?" ”

Chu Feng looked at Ye Zi and was speechless for a while, this is a system task, how can he tell him directly.

After hesitating for a while, he said casually: "There's no reason, it's just that I just thought about the addiction of the patriarch of the demon god clan." ”

Ye Zi raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

At this moment, a scream came from a very long distance.

Ye Zi's face changed and she was just about to poke out her divine sense to check, Chu Feng grabbed her and hid directly in the Chaos Bell, and a powerful Divine Sense rushed incomparably strong, knocking the Chaos Bell into the air for an unknown number of miles.

In the process of soaring, Chu Feng looked back, the Demon God Clan was already full of blood, and one by one the Demon God Clan people who had transformed into their bodies, their huge bodies, were grabbed back by an invisible big hand before they could reach the high sky, turning into a cloud of blood mist.