After refining the last trace of aura, Wu Que advanced to the early stage of the demon realm.

The phoenix body skyrocketed to the size of thirty meters.

Putting away the demon body, Wu Que sat in place.

Cultivation is a boring road, I know that I am very tired, but I have to resist everything, even if it is past tonight, I will continue to walk tomorrow morning.

Yun Daozi said that he can only drag on for a few years, how far can he go in three years?

In three years, can you cultivate to the point of competing with the Heavenly Dao Sect?

This probability is too slim.

In his own situation, in the early stage of the Demon Realm, it was just the same as the Yuanying Monk, and with the Shura Tyrant Knife, there was no problem in killing a Yuanying in the late stage.

But in the Heavenly Dao Sect, Yuan Babies abound, Yuan Shen, monks who cross the tribulation, and a lot of strong people.

As the number one force on the Cangli Continent, the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Divine Transformation Powerhouse all have them, and they have what to fight for.

During the transformation period, it was the ceiling of Cangli Monk, and he cultivated for three years......

Don't think about it, hurry up and cultivate, your life matters.

When he came to the Western Regions, he was unfamiliar with the place, and Wu Que thought that this tiger clan was very enthusiastic.

As soon as Wu Que's charming smile appeared, the bad idea was also generated.

Let's stay in the Tiger Clan for a while, and then let's get to know the Western Regions first.

"Brother Tiger, I'll stay with you for a few days!"

The patriarch of the Tiger Clan, his face is dark.

Wu Que, who has not yet been promoted, is just a draw.

Wu Quan, who has already been promoted, must not be killed!

I was rejecting this shameless demon in my heart, but the words that came out of my mouth were not like that.

"Brother Feng, you can live! Our Tiger Clan is hospitable. ”

It's not that the tiger clan is hospitable, it's that it can't be beaten.

The patriarch of the Tiger Clan thought, if I can do you this bird, I will pluck your feathers.

greeted him with a smile, and Wu Que followed into the territory.

These little tigers all have a scared look, and the patriarch can't beat the demons, it's too dangerous.

If this bird wants to eat a tiger or something, it's scary to think about it.

In the eyes of the Tiger Clan, Wu Que is not a good demon or a good bird.

The tiger clan is not small, there are tens of thousands of tigers, and there are two human families attached to them.

The girl Xiaole is the only daughter of the head of the Sun family.

Wu Que stayed in the Tiger Clan, and she was a little scared.

Looking at Wu Que from afar, Xiao Le thought, he said that he was going to sleep with me, I was almost an adult, did he have to wait for me to be an adult in the Tiger Clan?

It's scary to think about, it's too perverted.

In the Tiger Clan, Wu Que shouted at the Tiger Clan Patriarch.

"Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, come here, you tell me about this Western Regions!"

"Brother Feng, I'm busy, I'll let Huzi talk to you."

The patriarch of the Tiger Clan didn't want to see Wu Que, and he was angry when he saw this product.

Without the temperament of a royal demon beast, a phoenix forcibly lowered his noble identity and became a ruffian.

In fact, his grandson Huzi didn't want to see Wu Que, but there was no way, his grandfather's words had to be listened to, and he came to Wu Que with a bitter face, with an expression of preparing for a heroic sacrifice.

"Phoenix, you ask!"

Wu Que: "My name is Luo Xiu, you can call me by my name directly." ”

Huzi felt sad, "Grandpa Luo, you call me Grandpa Brother Hu, I don't dare to call your name." ”

Nima, grandpa is all out.

This time it will not be rectified for Wu Que.

Touching my chin, I thought, am I this old?

If you, a tiger who has lived for hundreds of years, call grandpa, how can I still tease my sister Xiaole?

Wu Que began his own black methods, forcing Huzi to call himself Brother Luo.

This one almost made Huzi cry.

The patriarch of the tiger clan peeked at his grandson from a distance, looking at his grandson's decadent appearance, he could only sigh and pray silently for his grandson.

Wu Que didn't even realize that in his subconscious, he always likes to be a whole person, likes to pit people, likes to flirt with girls, and likes to fight.

Was it unscrupulousness that broke him?

Probably not.

Maybe it's the influence of this Hell Ice Flame Phoenix Half-Demon Body.

Or maybe it's the influence of this half-Shura soul.

When he became a half-demon, he didn't have these little habits, and since his soul became a Shura soul, this little habit has appeared.

It's like something you were born with.

Huzi was like an innocent and pitiful child in front of Wu Que, Wu Que would answer whatever he asked, hoping that Wu Que would let him go as soon as possible.

"Little Huzi, tell me how the Western Regions are, what forces they have, and how big the territory is."

Xiaohu immediately said everything he knew.

The endless sea of sand is the territory of the sand beasts, and the sand beasts are no different from the demon beasts, but in the Western Regions, the sand beasts are isolated and become aliens.

The Demon Beast Mountain Range occupies three-quarters of the land in the Western Regions, and there are many forests and monsters.

In this endless forest, there are countless types of demon beasts, and the number is incalculable.

In the forest, the territory of a tribe like the Tiger Clan, tens of millions, this is an approximation, after all, there are no people.

In the Western Regions, human beings depend on the demon tribe to survive, and there is also such a force, which is not within the scope of the demon beast's rule.

That is the branch of the Nine Shadows Black Gate in the Western Regions.

This Wu Que is interested, and he has to find a time to go to that branch to take a look, no matter how he says it, he is also a golden-faced killer.

The benefits of the golden-faced killer have not been claimed yet.

And you can also do some tasks to improve your status, and when the time comes, if the Dao Sect comes, it will be good to pull the black door into the water.

In the Western Regions, in addition to the Black Gate, there is also a force.

Demon Temple.

The Demon Hall is an organization of the Demon Clan in the Western Regions, and its strength is very strong, and only if you become a demon in the Demon Realm, you can join.

The existence of this demon hall is longer than the existence of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and no one knows how many powerful demons there are.

Demon, peace-loving, does not fight with others, in addition to cultivation, it is still cultivation.

Some demons are sleeping and cultivating at a time, which is hundreds or thousands of years.

Knowing the situation in the Western Regions, Wu Que was thinking, although he was a half-demon, he was also a royal phoenix.

It should be possible to sneak into the Demon Palace, and find an opportunity to pull the Demon Hall into the water.

With a goal, there is a direction to strive for.

Wu Que stayed in the Tiger Clan for a day, and left the Tiger Clan amid the laughter and laughter of the Tiger Clan.

As soon as Wu Que left, the patriarch of the Tiger Clan took the Tiger Clan to celebrate, and the girl Xiaole was also relieved.

She is a human being, sleeping with demon beasts, it makes her disgusting to think about it, what she is most afraid of is being slept by Wu Que.

Wu Que left the Tiger Clan, took the sand snake, and went straight to the Black Gate.

The Tiger Clan was thousands of miles away from where the Black Gate was located, and Wu Que hurried with all his might, and walked for more than half a month, but he didn't find the Black Gate.

The Black Gate was in the endless sea of sand, and Huzi just told Wu Que a general direction.

This vast desert, looking up at the blue sky and looking down at the yellow sand, can't tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

The sun rises in the morning, you choose your direction and follow the moon in the evening.

The more you walk, the more chaotic you become, and the more you run, the more disorienting you become.

More than ten days have passed, Wu Que is sitting in the desert decadently, and no one can see one.

"Xiaosha, do you think we will be trapped in the desert?"

The sand snake didn't dare to talk nonsense, he was afraid of being beaten, so he could only silently hold the sand on the side.

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