"It came so fast. Su Qianye looked at the white streamers that appeared in the sky, and a strange smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

"Who are those?" He Jiangxiu exuded a divine sense, and immediately saw that the white light was actually a famous monk, and they were all powerful people.

Su Qianye said: "Those are all disciples of various sects. ”

"Oh?" He Jiangxiu rolled his eyelids, secretly horrified in his heart. Originally, there were very few monks entering this Puluo Mountains, and even if there were monks, they were rare. You must know that for the vast majority of monks, the Puluo Mountains are the Nine Hells, and there is no place to return.

As more white light fell, the originally quiet Puluo Mountains suddenly became very lively.

"He Daoyou, you are also here for that demon clan treasure?" Su Qianye suddenly asked He Jiangxiu.

"The treasure of the demon clan?" He Jiangxiu was stunned when he heard Su Qianye's inquiry, but he didn't say that he came for the jasper hanging pot flower, but just said: "It's not for the treasure of the demon clan. Is it difficult, in this Puluo Mountains, there is a treasure of the demon clan?"

Su Qianye looked at He Jiangxiu's appearance and said bluntly: "Fellow Daoist, you still don't know, one of the three great treasures of the demon clan, the Savage Clay Pot, was born ten days ago, and the major sects have sent some master disciples to look for treasures. You Lingyunmen, haven't you gotten the news?"

"Lingyunmen really doesn't seem to know about this matter. At least I don't know. However, today I did a mistake. He Jiangxiu said with a smile.

Su Qianye saw that He Jiangxiu didn't seem to be lying, and besides, it was necessary for He Jiangxiu to lie, so he said: "If Daoist friends are alone, it is better for us to go deep into the Puluo Mountains together, at this time, many disciples of the sect have arrived, and there will naturally be competition between them." You must know that the intrigue between people is more dangerous than dealing with demon beasts. ”

He Jiangxiu nodded approvingly, and had a good impression of Su Qianye in his heart, feeling that although Su Qianye was the first true disciple of Taixuanmen, he was not like Feng Baopu, pretentious and powerful.

"Good. He Jiangxiu's eyes lit up, following Su Qianye's back, his own safety would obviously improve a lot.

Su Qianye fell back to the golden warship, put his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "Although I represent the Taixuanmen, in this Puluo Mountain Range, you still have to be careful. This time, for the treasure of the demon clan, some ancient sects, or great families, have sent top masters. There are some genius monks, whose strength is not below me, and who hold heavy treasures, which is difficult to compete. ”

He Jiangxiu looked in the direction of Su Qianye's guidance, his divine sense swept across the void, and said softly, "I feel it too." In that white light, there were many extremely powerful beings. There are some monks who are cultivated in the Qianyuan realm, but the aura they exude is comparable to that of the masters of the Void Heaven realm!"

He Jiangxiu glanced at Su Qianye while talking, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The Puluo Mountains are going to be lively. He Jiangxiu muttered to himself, his originally nervous mood became extremely relaxed at this time, and he began to faintly look forward to what would happen next.

He Jiangxiu rolled his eyes and asked Su Qianye, "Su Daoyou, can you tell me the specific details about the demon clan's treasure?"

"Good. Su Qianye said, while reaching out his hands, scooping up the body of the fierce emperor from the ground.

"The demon clan has three great treasures, psychic demon wood, savage clay pots, and the demon throne. Of course, on the Shengwu Continent, the statements about these three great treasures are not uniform. In the eyes of some other monks, the Demon Throne is not one of the three great treasures of the demon clan, but I, Taixuanmen, classify the Demon Throne as one of the three great treasures. Su Qianye said slowly, like a few treasures.

He Jiangxiu nodded, He Jiangxiu had also heard a little about the three treasures of the demon clan. The statements about the three supreme treasures are indeed inconsistent. However, in each of these accounts, the psychic demon wood is called the first of the three treasures of the demon clan.

"The barbaric clay pot is all the magic weapons of the ancient demon clan when they sacrificed, it can communicate with the demon world and obtain the power of the demon god, which is extremely powerful, and can be called the second demon artifact under the psychic demon tree. Born in the Puluo Mountains this time, it naturally attracted the attention of countless major sects and forces. Su Qianye said.

"Then does Su Daoyou know where this wild clay pot is in the Puluo Mountains?" He Jiangxiu hurriedly asked.

Su Qianye hesitated for a moment, but still said, "It should have been obtained by the Prolo Demon Emperor." Although the Prolo Demon Emperor has the cultivation of the True Heaven Realm, according to reliable information, the Prolo Demon Emperor had walked out of the Shengwu Continent not long ago and traveled to another high-level plane, and was injured by a mysterious master, and his strength fell to the Void Heaven Realm, and he returned to the Puluo Mountain Range to secretly recuperate his injuries. This time, all the major sects have sent masters, and the Protocratic Demon Emperor is difficult to resist with the strength of the Void Heaven Realm. ”

"If the Prolo Demon Emperor has already obtained the Barbarian Clay Pot, why don't you leave the Puluo Mountains?" He Jiangxiu asked puzzled.

Su Qianye drove the golden warship and flew towards the depths of the Puluo Mountain Range, and said to He Jiangxiu: "This is the lair of the Puluo Demon Emperor, and it is naturally the safest place, this mountain range, I don't know how many years it has been operated by the Puluo Demon Emperor, and it is not easy for us to go into the depths." The so-called emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, even if the strength of the Prodemon Emperor has fallen to the Qianyuan realm, it should not be underestimated. ”

"Moreover," Su Qianye paused, and said, "When the time comes, once the barbaric crockpot appears, there will still be competition between the major sects. ”

"Su Daoyou, I have an idea. He Jiangxiu frowned, and suddenly thought of something, and said: "Could the news of this barbaric crockpot be deliberately publicized by the Ordinary Demon Emperor? After the appearance of the Wild Earthen Pot, it will inevitably cause a fight between the forces of the major sects, and at that time, the Pure Demon Emperor can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and finally come out to end up, and the fisherman will benefit." ”

Su Qianye patiently listened to what He Jiangxiu said, first nodded, then shook his head, and said, "What you said, there is some possibility. But I don't think it's very likely, the wild crockpot is one of the three treasures of the demon clan, and once it appears, it will definitely set off a bloody storm. Many sects want a piece of the pie, and the Prolo Demon Emperor is now seriously injured, isn't he playing with fire to face so many Terran monks?"

"Hmm. What Su Daoyou said also makes sense. He Jiangxiu replied in a low voice, but he still looked thoughtful, and he didn't know what he was calculating in his heart.

Just as He Jiangxiu and Su Qianye were talking to each other, on the edge of the Puluo Mountains, many masters and powerhouses gathered.

Huge warships, hovering at the foot of a mountain. Every warship represents a big power.

On one of the ships, a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe with an ornate sword at his waist looked deep into the distant Puluo Mountains.

"I heard that the disciples of the Taixuanmen have already entered?" the middle-aged man said softly, the sword at his waist fluttering in the wind, clanging.

On the warship where the middle-aged man was staying, there were pale yellow flags, and on the flags, the word "Xuanhuang" was written.

The monks on this warship were all disciples of the Xuanhuang Sect.

"Yes, senior brother. Next to the middle-aged man, stood a young disciple who was no more than twenty years old, and also had a good-looking flying sword hanging from his waist.

"This time, it's really lively. Even Penglai Sword Pavilion sent people. The middle-aged man continued.

The young disciple responded: "It's not just the Penglai Sword Pavilion, it's the Demon Clan, it seems that they have sent masters. It's Lingyunmen, and no one seems to have come. ”

The middle-aged man said: "Lingyunmen? I heard that there was a disciple named He Jiangxiu, who was very talented and defeated Feng Baopu. However, in my opinion, that Feng Baopu is not worth mentioning, he is very ambitious, but in terms of cultivation talent, he is far worse than you. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. The young disciple said flatteredly.

"Well, let's go. Go down and be on the alert at all times. There are many demon beasts in this Puluo Mountain Range, and besides, the Puluo Demon Emperor already knows that we are coming, and has laid a net of heaven and earth, waiting for us to break in. The middle-aged man said.

"Yes. The young disciple took the order and left.

The warships of the Xuanhuangmen slowly sailed into the mountains, and immediately after the Xuanhuangmen, another warship came one after another.

The sword cultivation of Xuanhuangmen, the sword cultivation of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, the spear cultivation of the Dao Immortal Mansion, the alchemist of Dangu, the archer of Diancang Mountain, and the genius masters of many great families came one after another.

However, just as the warships poured into the Puluo Mountains, in the middle of the Puluo Mountains, on top of a towering peak, a man in violet armor stood with his hands in his hands.

On this man's body, there was a demonic aura that was majestic to the peak.

This demon clan with the appearance of a human man is the master of the Puluo Mountain Range, the Puluo Demon Emperor.

"I really didn't expect that even Zhao Tianyi of Xuanhuangmen, Su Qianye of Taixuanmen, and Jian Jiuxiao of Penglai Sword Pavilion, these young masters are here. God help me!" the Pro-Demon Emperor sneered, his majestic demon consciousness scattered in the wind, controlling the entire mountain range.

The Demon Emperor's gaze fell into the distance, and he muttered to himself: "Haha! If these young generation of Terran masters are drained of the essence by me, my strength will not only recover to the True Heaven Realm, but maybe I will go one step further and reach the Fatian Realm!"

"Master, do you want to start our plan?" At the feet of the Prolo Demon Emperor, there was a well-behaved white civet cat, spitting out words.

"Hmm. The Prodemon Emperor said softly, and then exhaled a breath of turbidity, "I have waited for hundreds of years for today. After hundreds of years of Taoguang cultivation, I am a little impatient to wait. Advance to the Fatian realm and unify the demon clan, just today!"