Chapter 67: Exploring the Ash Mountain

Soon after Feng Zi left, Cao Meng opened the treasure box on the table.

He glanced casually, his heart pounded, his eyelids twitched slightly, and his breathing became a little messy.

"It's ......"

Cao Meng stared at the object in the box carefully for a while, and muttered to himself, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Nine Turns Yuzhi!"

Cao Meng's heart was extremely shocked, he rubbed his eyes, then took out the elixir, carefully examined it, and found that it was indeed a nine-turn Yuzhi, and it had eight hundred years of medicinal power.

After realizing this, a wry smile appeared on his face.

Originally, because of moral harmony, he was also ready to help this righteous brother for free and send some favors.

Now it seems that he took advantage of it.

"No matter what, I will definitely do what I promise to Xingtian, and I will never go back on my word!"

Cao Meng solemnly treasured the Nine Turns Yuzhi, closed his eyes and quietly thought about countermeasures.

A quarter of an hour later, four powerful auras descended out of thin air outside Cao Meng's mansion.

"Sure enough!"

Cao Meng stood up suddenly, with a sharp look in his eyes.

"I don't know that the four demon kings of the Zhantian Regiment are here, and they are disappointed, and they hope to atone for their sins!"

The next moment, four demon kings appeared in the mansion in an instant, three men and one woman, with different expressions, and everyone's cultivation was not weak compared to the Ruohu Demon King.

A female demon king seemed to be very easy to speak: "Cao Mengmian said with a smile, we are waiting to come uninvited, as long as you don't feel abrupt." ”

"We are here this time, and we still need the cooperation of the crown......

Cao Meng didn't answer her words at all, and said with a hearty smile: "No, no, no, it was Cao's mistake that I didn't go out to greet her." ”

"I have asked the servants to prepare the meal just now, and please be polite, let Cao fulfill the friendship of the landlord. ”

Another older demon king thought about it, but still spoke and asked: "I waited for this time to forcibly break out of the retreat, and let years of penance go to waste, if there is no important matter, it will not be like this, and I hope that the Cao Meng Demon King can cooperate." ”

"Let the four demon kings forcibly get out of the retreat, I think something big is going to happen?!"

Cao Meng's face was shocked.

He clapped his hands, and a dozen servants passed through the hall like a gust of wind, and then quickly left.

After the servants left, the four demon kings found that there was already a treasure table carved of warm jade in the hall, which was full of delicious delicacies, elixir and jade dew, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas made people salivate.

Several of the demon kings of the Battle Heaven Regiment had just finished their retreat and penance, and now they had a bird in their mouths.

When they saw these delicacies, their hearts were slightly moved, if it weren't for the strong sense of responsibility in their hearts and the mission of avenging their companions, I am afraid they would all want to step forward and take care of it.

"Everyone is eating and talking, don't be polite to me!"

Cao Meng poured a glass of wine for each of the four demon kings: "Give face, after drinking this glass of wine, if there is anything to say, if you can help, Cao will definitely help and will not refuse." ”

Although he said this, a glimmer of brilliance flashed in Cao Meng's eyes, and he thought in his heart: "Helping and helping sounds the same, don't blame me for your misunderstanding later!"

The host's family is gracious, Cao Meng, as a local demon king, has been famous for a hundred years, and there are still one or two thin noodles.

Under his kind invitation, all the demon kings drank this toast one after another.

The so-called everything is difficult at the beginning, and after drinking this cup of wine, the demon kings naturally moved their chopsticks.

While they were eating and drinking, they expressed their intentions.

Hearing the Demon King's narration, Cao Meng's face was full of righteous indignation: "What?!If the Lake Demon King is dead?Who is the murderer? If you let Cao know, you will definitely make him better!"

The demon kings praised his high righteousness, and the relationship with him instantly became much closer.

Even the female demon king's expression when she looked at Cao Meng was a little **, and she warmly invited her to join the Zhantian Regiment.

But Cao Meng smiled, did not refuse, nor agreed, just vaguely, which made people's hearts itch.

Every time the feast was depleted, servants would quickly come forward and replace them with other novelty and sumptuous dishes.

Cao Meng is different from most demon kings, his words are witty and humorous, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, and unconsciously leads the focus of the topic to himself.

When the four demon kings of the Zhantian Regiment were full of wine and food, and left with Cao Meng's promise and satisfaction, it was already an hour later.

Looking at their departing backs, Cao Meng smiled, and looked at the boundless sky again: "Brother Xingtian, my brother can only help you get here!"

"The members of the Zhantian Regiment are compatible with each other, have family bonds, and are extremely united. If you kill the Ruohu Demon King, I'm afraid that you won't be able to stay in this Jiaohai Islands anymore. ”

"Let's go, the farther you go, the better!"

"Just like you said, after all the years, I hope to meet again in the future, and we can still be like-minded as in the past!"

Cao Meng picked up two glasses of wine, sprinkled one into the air, and drank the other cup by himself, and said with a sad smile: "The world laughs at me for being too crazy, I laugh at others and can't see through it!"

"Those demon clans who pretend to agree with my ideals just want to get benefits from me, I can see it!"

"You're the only one, Xingtian, you're the only one, the demon king who truly recognizes me from the bottom of my heart!"

"You regard me as a brother and sister, and I do my best for you. As long as there is a day when I Cao Meng is here, there will definitely be no accident on the side of the silver demon hand!"

......

When Cao Meng used his tricks to help Feng Zi delay, Feng Zi had already left the main island of Jiaohai far away, looking for the legendary holy soldier in this endless blazing sea.

"Yama Luo Tu, the legend is that it is a holy soldier held by King Yama Qin Guang from the Ten Halls of the Underworld! ”

"But in this life, I must be one step ahead and get this thing!"

Feng Zi flew in the sky while silently thinking about the items on his body.

And that Li Tianyou is the character of Jianyu who will be revenged, Feng Zi defeated him in the Qi State Imperial Martial Arts, and he must have been hated by the other party, and there will be a tragic life-and-death duel in the future. The so-called preparedness, he must plan in advance.

Although the Dragon Prison Sword is a holy soldier, it has been tainted by the Demon Treasure Poison's Dragon Heart, and it can no longer function at all.

The defensive power of the Sun Flame Cloak was strong, but Feng Zi knew very well that as a defensive attribute spiritual martial art, it could not resist the attack of Li Tianyou's holy soldier "Platinum God Slaughtering Blade" at all.

The same is true for the Shenfu Sword, which cannot break through the defense of the "Xuanwu Shield".

The Spirit Devouring Gourd can raise an endless god-thirsty Gu, with infinite potential, and when it develops to the extreme, Feng Zi can almost be invincible. But for now, the number of this Godthirst Gu is too rare to be effective enough.

Speaking of holy soldiers, Feng Zi also has a "Coiling Dragon Ring" in his hand.

But it is a Sumeru mustard seed, which can only be stored, and in addition, the purple seal has not found other special effects for the time being.

Even in Feng Zi's eyebrows, there was a gray ancient bell hidden in his heart, and from the bloodline conversion and ascension, Feng Zi faintly suspected that this was a heaven-defying artifact that surpassed the Holy Soldier.

However, although the artifact is good, it cannot be used by him.

No matter how Feng Zi used his spiritual power to communicate and urge with his true qi, the gray ancient bell did not refuse, but silently absorbed the power, and did not respond at all, as if it was a dead thing.

Even the powerful existence of the Lingwu Middle Sect has derived spiritual intelligence, and the Holy Soldier Prison Dragon before it was sealed has a spiritual intelligence comparable to that of a six-year-old child of a human being.

From this, Feng Zi believed that this gray ancient bell must have hidden a lot of secrets.

However, for the time being, this object was useless for the time being, and Feng Zi focused his attention on the blue object the size of a dragon's eye that he had obtained from the Ruohu Demon King.

Looking at this thing, a hint of jealousy appeared in Feng Zi's eyes: "Kwai Shui True Thunder is a big killer, as long as it can hit, I am afraid that the strongest person of the Innate Peak [Ghost Spirit] Realm will also fall!"

"If I can obtain the Yama Diagram and attack the enemy's Divine Soul with this object, I can control the opponent for a while, and then use the Aoi Water True Thunder to attract the power of the Heavenly Tribulation!"

Feng Zi thought for a moment, and then didn't think about it anymore.

The so-called plan can't keep up with the changes, and he is not sure what he will encounter on the road in the future, and whether the history he knows will change. The only thing that can be sure is that you keep getting stronger, stronger, and then strongest!

Strong enough to kill all enemies, then jump out of the game of heaven and earth to find the root of this apocalypse.

After flying for another hour, Feng Zi suddenly felt that his true qi was unsustainable, and his face was slightly solemn.

"Cultivation is not innate, and it can't turn flying in the sky into instinct, it's a hard injury!"

"I use the feathers of flame to propel flight, and I will be exhausted in an hour, and the effect is too narrow!"

Feng Zi knew very well that although others regarded him as a demon king, as far as his personal perception was concerned, his demonized form was only at the level of a demon handsome.

Turning into the form of the incarnation of the demon clan, the momentum and strength seem to be one level higher than his own realm.

"I should be considered half of the 'highest' demon clan, right?"

Feng Zi laughed at himself, the purple cangyan wings behind him collapsed and dissipated, and he fell to the ground gently

"The trackers of the Immortal Celestial Regiment are not chasing in this direction, this ash mountain should be relatively safe. ”

He looked around and found that the desert island was lonely and desolate, and there was not half a living creature in the vast sea.

The Ash Mountains here are extremely active, and this is normal.

Feng Zi traveled a long distance without hesitation, not to watch the natural power of the volcano eruption, to perceive heaven and earth, but to ......

"According to Wang Yinyang's whereabouts back then, the two kings of intelligence, Bao Qianxun and Bai Xiaosheng, deduced that there was a ninety percent chance that the Holy Soldier Yama Diagram was at the bottom of the Ash Mountain in the Scorched Sea. ”

Feng Zi walked quickly to this ash mountain pass, looking at the dark world below, with a faint look of excitement in his eyes.

Explore the unknown and brave the dangers.

It's his favorite thing to do.

"Having said that, the birthplace of Penglai's weak water seems to be also ...... in the active ash mountain."

"Risk often comes with opportunity. ”

"However, it is useless to think too much, go and find out first!"

Feng Zi jumped into the mountain of ashes that was about to move.