The Demon Lord Forest, the dark bamboo forest is full of dangers.

With the arrival of Zhu Tiancang and Junyu Shengzi, a cleared road can be seen.

On this road, you can clearly see the potholes, the traces of the remaining strength on the ground are still there, and the blood is splashed everywhere, and there are stumps and broken arms in it.

After looking at it, Zhu Tiancang's expression was a little weird and said, "Are they pushing it hard?"

As soon as these words came out, the Junyu Holy Son beside him couldn't help but snort coldly, and said in an extremely disdainful tone, "A group of idiots, the inside of the Demon Lord Forest is the most dangerous place, and it is such a waste of manpower and strength here!"

"They are used to being comfortable in the outside world, thinking that their strength can really be invincible, but they don't know what this demon lord forest is, and they don't even have the most basic mentality, and they deserve to die. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang glanced at the Junyu Holy Son.

Although the latter's words were a little paranoid, they were not wrong in the slightest, those Demon Realm monks believed in the respect of strength, but they forgot that this was the Demon Lord Mountain Range, and that this was no longer the Demon Realm, and such a huge sacrifice was actually not necessary.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang let out a sigh, and then said: "Although those guys are a little reckless, they also save us a lot of unnecessary trouble, let's go in!"

Nodding, Junyu Holy Son didn't say anything, and the figures of the two swayed, and they swept straight towards the inside of the Demon Lord Forest.

......

At the same time, inside the Demon Lord Forest, there is a black plain.

This plain is not very large, only about a hundred miles.

Standing on the outside world, you can clearly see that there is a tea tree in the middle of the plain.

This tea tree has a chaotic color luster, and the dense branches and leaves on it shake when the wind swings, and from time to time one or two tea leaves with the marks of the road pattern are blown out by the wind.

The tea leaves fluttered in the wind and swept out of the plain, and many Demon Realm monks in the outside world instantly competed.

For one or two pieces of tea, everyone can be said to have all means, but there is no fierce battle, basically whoever gets the tea first, the competition is over.

At this moment, another fresh breeze blew.

I saw that from the inside of the plain, nine tea leaves flew out.

In an instant, the Demon Realm cultivators in the outside world were excited.

The moment he saw the nine tea leaves flying out, one after another voices broke through the air and grabbed straight towards those tea leaves.

"Get out of here!"

At this moment, a low cheer rang out.

With several sword qi breaking through the air, it instantly blocked those Demon Realm cultivators who were moving.

A figure swayed, and in the blink of an eye, nine pieces of tea were in his pocket.

After doing all this, the man floated to the ground, a knowing smile on his face.

On the contrary, the faces of those Demon Realm cultivators around him were difficult to see to the extreme.

In particular, a few half-saint powerhouses who had returned in vain stared at the man and said, "Nameless, do you want to monopolize the Demon Lord's tea?"

Surprisingly, it was none other than the Sword Emperor: Nameless!

In the face of everyone's condemnation, Nameless didn't care, pouted and said: "Since ancient times, spiritual beings have lived in it, if you are not convinced, then you can snatch it." ”

"Of course, those who dare to attack me must be prepared to be killed by me. ”

This is an understatement, but it reveals endless domineering.

Suddenly, the surrounding demi-saints were choked and speechless.

For Nameless, they have seen its terrifying place, the terrifying sword slash, the terrifying swordsmanship, and its terrifying combat power, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

The most important thing is that even if you really fight with Nameless, no one dares to guarantee that you will be safe.

But this demon lord is in danger in the forest, and even the competition for the demon lord's tea has just begun.

As soon as they thought of this, those half-saint powerhouses snorted coldly, turned their heads to look at the interior of the plain, stared at the tea leaves that might fly out at any time, and were ready to shoot at any time.

Seeing this, Nameless smiled disdainfully, and after looking at the plain, he looked around again, and frowned slightly: "Brother Tianzi, where have you been?

At the same time, the wind suddenly rose in the plain, and several pieces of tea floated out, and suddenly, there was a disturbance outside the plain, and everyone's eyes were staring at the tea leaves floating out.

"One, two, three,...... Eighteen, my God, this time there are eighteen tea leaves!" The monk with strong eyes quickly saw the amount of tea leaves floating out this time, and couldn't help but exclaim.

For a moment, the monks in the audience were agitated, and even those half-saints with closed eyes opened their eyes.

Eighteen pieces of demon lord tea, this is already a very staggering amount, after all, a piece of tea in the demon world is worth a fortune, not to mention that this is a full eighteen pieces.

Under the gaze of all the monks in the audience, the eighteen pieces of demon lord tea formed a line and flew out rapidly under the push of the strong wind.

Soon, eighteen tea leaves left the plains.

"Rob!"

"The Demon Lord tea is mine!"

"Get out of here, these tea leaves are mine!"

“......”

In the next second, chaos rose in the field.

One person was instantly blocked by the monks around him, and in order to compete for these eighteen teas, it can be said that there are frequent means, and even many monks were directly injured and fell to the ground.

At this moment, a cyan light pierced the sky.

When the green mangs passed, the eighteen pieces of demon lord tea disappeared.

Suddenly, the chaotic monks in the arena were stunned, and then they all showed angry expressions, and shouted: "Who is the rat generation, dare to snatch the demon lord's tea under our noses!"

Under the angry gaze of all the monks in the audience, the green mangs dispersed in mid-air, and Zhu Tiancang's figure stood in the air, holding eighteen pieces of demon lord tea leaves, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Is this the fresh demon lord tea? Sure enough, the Dao rhyme contained in it is much richer than the previous ones." ”

At this point, the eyes of the demon realm cultivators in the audience were fixed on Zhu Tiancang's body, and their expressions were gloomy to the extreme, and they gritted their teeth and said, "Son of Heaven, you are looking for death!"

"Bastard, it's just a dog of the Junyu Holy Son, quickly hand over the demon lord tea in your hand, otherwise today next year will be your sacrifice day!"

"Nameless, how can the Demon Lord Tea be touched by you, hand it over quickly, for the sake of the face of the Junyu Holy Son, I will give you a decent one!"

“......”

Listening to everyone's call for Sang, Zhu Tiancang was stunned at first, and glanced down at the half-saint powerhouses below who were called Sang, and the corners of his mouth were outlined.

While beckoning, Zhu Tiancang put away the eighteen pieces of Demon Lord Tea and said condescendingly: "I'm not targeting anyone, I just want to say that everyone present is rubbish!"

"Want the Demon Lord Tea, come on, defeat me, they're yours!"

(End of chapter)