Lan Yun Gongzi suddenly clapped his hands, the door of the hall opened, and the two demon monks walked in respectfully.

These are two tall demon cultivators, and when they look at them, they will be attracted, and the domineering and unruly feeling condensed on their bodies is extremely obvious.

But entering this hall, these two invariably restrained their momentum, and in a blink of an eye, they became harmless sheep to humans and animals, and it seems that they are also experts in acting, such a change shows their respect for Lan Yun Gongzi.

In this world, there are people who can put up a stand in front of Lan Yun Gongzi, but not these two.

What's more, a big man who really has this kind of qualifications, in order not to offend the narrow-minded Lan Yun Gongzi, it is important to say whether he will put on a fight.

Seeing the two distinguished guests coming in, Lan Yun Gongzi stood up with face.

A flattered expression flashed on the faces of the two demon monks, and the leading guy shouted: "You are Lan Yun Gongzi, you are really an outstanding character, don't be so polite, this seat is afraid." ”

"Hahaha, it's a guest here, that's how it should be. You are Xia Hongchen, the master of the 'Red Dust Demon Gate', right?Okay, yes, it's really the mutated multicolored demon pattern, the golden crescent eye pupil and the awakening of the nine veins, this is the 'Colorful Moon Demon Battle Body' that shocks the heavens world in the legend of the demon clan,...... Well, the cultivation has also reached the second layer of the One Realm, although in the four continents and two domains, it will be suppressed into the manifestation realm, but it is not bad. ”

Lan Yun Gongzi looked at the demon monk who was at the head, said words of praise, and then turned his head to look at the other one.

"Qin Wanda, you have played a good pivotal role over the years, and you have worked hard to make plans, which is really hard. ”

"Don't dare to be a son, Wanda is ashamed." Qin Wanda smiled freely and responded modestly.

"You guy, you've always been too modest, it's not good, merit is merit, don't be humble. ”

"Childe is taught". The smile on Qin Wanda's face was extremely sincere, and it was quite a meaning that Wen Jun's words were better than reading ten years of books.

These two demon monks are none other than the demon soldiers Xia Hongchen and Qin Wanda that Xiao Cheng met when he was making trouble in the Demon Domain. (For more information on these two, see chapters 417 and 436.) ）

"Childe, although Hongchen and you are meeting for the first time, Wanda has mentioned Childe's help many times, and Hongchen is afraid to forget it.

The Hongchen Demon Gate, which was established not long ago, can gain a firm foothold in the Demon Domain, and has the strength to challenge the top three old sects, thanks to Gongzi's generous funding, Hongchen specially came to Huangjizhou, and he came here to thank Gongzi for his great kindness. ”

Xia Hongchen bowed deeply to Lan Yun Gongzi.

"Don't be polite to the lord of the summer gate, this son needs your help in the future, this can be regarded as mutual benefit, not to mention kindness, it should be said that we are good partners.

Although each takes what he needs, although it is the product of the combination of interests, it is undeniable that interests are the link, and everyone has wealth and wealth, which is a strong alliance relationship. Lan Yun Gongzi laughed.

"What Childe said is very true. The two new generation giants of the demon race responded at the same time, extremely respectfully.

Joke, although the Red Dust Demon Gate is a newly rising giant in the Demon Domain, in front of the Lan Yun Gongzi of the Emperor Continent Zhengdao Tibetan School Palace, it is far from the time to be arrogant.

On this point, the two demon clans have a deep understanding, and it is indeed dangerous to seek skin with the tiger, but if you can control the proportions, the benefits are also great, and it depends on personal ability.

In this regard, the two demon masters with a full sense of tacit understanding are still very confident.

After Xia Hongchen and Qin Wanda thanked Prince Lanyun, the three big men with thousands of hearts sat down together.

The two demon newborn giants and Lan Yun Gongzi discussed the future layout and plan, and the atmosphere gradually became warmer.

...............

Xiao Cheng flew into the clouds and mist, flying quickly in the direction where the voice came from, countless divine thoughts locked on him, but he was unmoved.

The direction he was flying in at this time was one of the forbidden places of the Righteous Path Tibetan School Palace, and he couldn't take a step beyond the Thunder Pond without the palace master's order, so according to the rules, many guardians would scan him in detail to confirm that he was Xiao Cheng, not an enemy who used illusions or some kind of superb mask.

His feet were not afraid of crooked shoes, Xiao Cheng naturally didn't care, and let many terrifying divine thoughts entangle and reciprocate on his body.

When he flew close to an immortal mountain suspended in the clouds, these divine thoughts collectively confirmed that there was no problem with this person, it was Xiao Cheng, and they all converged back, as if they had never been there.

But Xiao Cheng knew that if he scanned out something wrong first, even with his ability, he would be broken into pieces by a large number of supernatural powers, and under the cooperation of these old antiques, the number one master in the world would have to flee in embarrassment, let alone him at this time.

Xiao Cheng didn't show much of the hidden profound power of the righteous path, but his heart was shocked, and he also understood that this was also what the palace master meant, which was a note from Ma Wei before the official apprenticeship, warning him that if he had a different heart, he would face something.

The problem is, he really has a different heart. The matter of stealing the sword is the palace master's reverse scale, but he has to come, and the helpless fact is painful.

Xiao Cheng continued to fly forward, and saw the Righteous Path Tibetan Palace Master of the Megatron World on a mountain lawn.

It was a middle-aged man dressed in gray cloth, warm all over, and feeling that there was no fluctuation in his cultivation.

Ordinary face, ordinary eyes, ordinary everything, if it weren't for the fact that he knew that this person was the one who spoke out first, Xiao Cheng would hardly believe that the dignified righteous path Tibetan Palace Master was this kind of virtue?

has a slander in his heart, but he doesn't show it at all, in terms of acting, he has a lot of talent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an old actor.

His face was full of respect, and when he fell in front of the middle-aged man, Xiao Cheng bowed deeply and said, "Disciple Xiao Cheng, I have seen the palace master." ”

The palace master did not officially accept him as a personal disciple, and he could not call him a master at this time.

"Why don't you kneel when you see the deity?" the middle-aged man frowned in displeasure.

"Tell the palace master, the disciple swore when he was chased and killed by the demon clan in the four continents and two regions, and in the future, he will not kneel to the sky, not to kneel to the ground, and not to kneel to the people. This is a heavy oath, and the disciple has to abide by it, please forgive the palace master. Xiao Cheng maintained a deep bow posture and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

There was silence here, obviously, the palace master was used to the disciples kneeling and bowing, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"In order to be a disciple of the deity, can't you make an exception? Or do you think that the deity is not worth prostrating?"

"The disciple wants to ask the palace master, what qualifications does the monk who can't keep his oath have to be your old personal disciple?" Xiao Cheng's tone did not change, and he was not afraid of death, it seemed that he was slapped to death by the palace master at the next moment, and he had to stick to his oath.

Looking at the bold young man a few meters away with cold eyes, the palace master's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and then, gradually softened, and a trace of appreciation flowed in his eyes.