As soon as the old wolf of Chixia Mountain died, no matter how fierce the little monsters under his hands were, they couldn't fight anymore, so they became obedient like kittens and were absorbed by Hufeng Mountain, and became the little demon soldiers of Hufeng Mountain, which were divided under the hands of the demon generals.

It's done, before and after, there are six thousand demon soldiers in Chixia Mountain in this battle, three or four thousand died, and eight thousand demon soldiers in Hufeng Mountain are at least two thousand dead, and the overall strength of Hufeng Mountain has not risen much, but the king of Hufeng is very happy, and happily brought a group of little demons back to set up a banquet to celebrate, after all, Chixia Mountain was destroyed.

The little demons were also very happy, the battle was won, and there was wine and meat to eat.

Only Fang Yuan didn't know whether he should be happy or not, because he had already become the three kings of Hufeng Mountain......

The Great King Calls the Wind King.

The two kings are the king of the stone.

Three kings chasing the wind!

The leopard master also became an instant hit, and now he is the henchman of the three kings, showing off his martial arts very much, and the old fox also boasts to others every day that he knows people, and the two monsters often fight over who has more merit to the three kings.

Not long after the ambush of Chixia Mountain, Hufeng Mountain began to think about going to Xiaojun Mountain, and now the seven demon veins have issued an edict, and the demons all over the world are gathering there, but which vein should be worshipped, but it is a problem that needs to be considered, Hufeng King seriously thought about it for a long time, and finally grabbed a lot, and chose one of the seven demon veins, the Baifeng clan, to go to the place.

Fang Yuan had also learned about the seven demon veins of the Demon Domain before, knowing that the foundation of this White Wind clan was the most active vein among the seven demon veins, and he had even attacked and killed the envoy of the Immortal Alliance, and it was just right for the Wind King to go to him.

Now that he has made a decision, the king of Hufeng chose an auspicious day, killed chickens and drank blood wine, and then lit up the eight thousand demon soldiers of Hufeng Mountain, leaving only a few old and weak to guard the cottage, and went on the road majestically, staggering all the way to Xiaojun.

Today's Xiaojun Mountain is already very lively, and there are grass-headed demon kings from all over the world.

When you meet someone who is familiar with each other, you will say hello loudly, ask to drink and eat meat, and when you meet someone who has a grudge, you will immediately draw a knife and go over to fight, either hack the other party to death, drink and eat meat by yourself, or you will cut both sides, and then reconcile and go to drink and eat meat together.

After Fang Yuan arrived here, he took a closer look, but he was also secretly frightened.

He found that in the area of Xiaojun Mountain today, there are really a lot of grass-headed demon kings, these demon kings, the natural forces are not equal, and they are not really demon kings, but there are some powerful monsters, so they occupy a big mountain, gather a group of small demons and call them kings, and their strength is not distinguished.

Among them, the King of the Wind is considered to be quite a few people, and there are many other 1,200 people, and there are hundreds of dozens of them.

However, even so, hundreds of such grass-headed demon kings rushed over, and the number was still very considerable, Fang Yuan secretly observed, under the current Xiaojun Mountain, I am afraid that at least hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers have gathered, although most of them are small demons who have not reached the realm of foundation building, but if they really start a war with the Demon Border Immortal Army, I am afraid that it can indeed cause great losses to the Demon Border Immortal Army.

From this, it can be seen that the mid-level combat power of the Demon Domain is really quite numerous......

However, the weakness of the demon domain is also obvious, that is, there are not many high-level strengths.

The foundation is running everywhere, and there are not many Jindan, and the Yuanying realm can only be seen in several major demon veins.

As for those in the realm of transforming into gods, there may only be some old monsters with a long lifespan.

These old monsters are extremely cunning, and no one knows their true strength, only that their mana is unusually deep.

After coming to this Xiaojun Mountain, the King of Hufeng wrote a prayer post in a decent manner, and went to ask to see the young master of the Baifeng clan, but this worship post didn't even enter the mountain gate of the Baifeng clan, so he was stopped by an old steward and only asked them to find a valley to wait.

The King of the Wind was broad-hearted, and he didn't take it too seriously, but he took the second king and the three kings to visit his friends all day long, Fang Yuan stayed with him for three or four days, but he got to know a lot of good friends in the Demon Domain, and the name of the three kings of chasing the wind was also very loud.

Until this day, Fang Yuan thought about the demon soldiers and demon generals around this Xiaojun Mountain, they had not touched much, it was time to go up to the holy mountain of the Baifeng clan to take a look, and when he touched the bottom of the matter, he saw that the King of the Wind was coming over again, his face was full of pride, and he said to him mysteriously: "Third brother, follow the eldest brother, today I will take you to meet a few good friends and participate in a feast......

"Don't go!"

Fang Yuan shook his head, he had eaten enough for this kind of feast.

King Hufeng smiled: "Don't blame me for not telling you, today's feast is different from the previous two days!"

Fang Yuan was a little curious: "How different!"

The King of the Wind pulled him up and said, "You'll know when you go!"

Fang Yuan no longer refused, followed him out of the door, and said, "Don't you call the second king?"

The King of the Wind pursed his lips: "I don't take him, I think about my position every day, thinking that I don't know?"

said with a relieved look and said with a smile: "If only there were more brothers like you!"

Fang Yuan really didn't know how to comfort him.

The two people went out of the valley, turned around, and soon came to a mountain behind, a very secret cliff, but saw that a cauldron had been set up here, more than a dozen demon kings were calling friends to drink freely, the little demons were running around diligently, busy with work, carrying melons and fruits, moving firewood, doing diligently, coaxing the surrounding kings to be happy, they would enjoy the wine.

"Come on, come on, Hufeng Daoyou, I've been waiting for you to come over before the banquet starts!"

As soon as they saw Fang Yuan and the Hufeng King coming, the group of demon kings were very affectionate and called them over.

The Wind King pulled Fang Yuan to sit down, and then introduced to the person next to him: "This is my brother chasing the wind, good brother!"

The people around greeted each other with a smile and were very enthusiastic.

Fang Yuan had no choice but to smile and clench his fists and socialize with them.

At this time, a demon king sitting at the top stood up and said with a smile: "Since everyone has come, let's have a feast, brothers, I want to eat rare things today, brothers have enjoyed eating, don't forget my old crocodile!"

The people around laughed and said that it must be.

Then the old crocodile smiled and clapped his hands vigorously.

In the western mountains and forests, there was a row of little demons, in groups of two, happily carrying a row of things out.

The surrounding demon kings all looked there with anticipation.

Fang Yuan also turned his head a little curiously, and then his face changed.

Those little demons are not carrying others, but one after another.

Both men and women, all of them were naked, they were slaughtered in the chest, the internal organs were cleaned, the blood was drained, the heads were cut off, the feet were tied to ropes, and they were tied to wooden sticks, and with the deliberately exaggerated shaking of the little demons, they shook up and down in the air.

"Haha, haha, this is really good......"

"It's been a long time since I've seen this, Brother Crocodile wants to let my brother satisfy my hunger today......"

"Not bad, not bad, get out of the pot quickly......"

"Leave me a piece raw, I love to eat thighs ......"

“......”

“......”

In a happy and colorful hehe, the old crocodile spirit looked proud, puffed his chest and smiled: "In the past, there were always people on top of it, and they were not allowed to eat people, so they could only eat secretly, but now it's okay, and they are going to fight with the Immortal Alliance, so who else cares about these people? Those merchants are running out, but my old crocodile is quick to cut off a caravan, isn't this good meat?"

"Haha, sure enough, your old crocodile is smart, I didn't think of this!"

"I thought about it too, but it's a pity that I started too late, and that caravan was rescued......"

All the demons complimented, and some said regretful words.

The old crocodile smiled and said, "I was thinking of my brothers, and I didn't stay to enjoy it alone, didn't I call you here?"

said that his face became more and more proud, and said: "However, fine wine and meat should not be eaten in vain, let's talk ahead, today's meal is beautiful, you don't forget the good of my old crocodile, I think you have also heard, now we have hundreds of demon kings gathered in Xiaojun Mountain, just wait to see who can enter the eyes of the old man above, get a good future, if you can earn the name of a demon candidate, directly with the seven demon veins to eat, it is even more promising, so, now I don't know how many people are staring at the name of this demon candidate!"

When the surrounding monsters heard this, they all nodded secretly, they still understood these things.

When the old crocodile saw it, he smiled again: "Between brothers, you have to protect each other to climb high, and if you want to win the name of this demon candidate, it is not easy, your own realm, the soldiers and horses under your hand must be enough, so my old crocodile invited the brothers to come over, and talk about it well, and please help me old crocodile, add a fire to me, let's worship a godbrother, join forces, these soldiers and horses add up, how is it enough, my old crocodile also promises, I will be the demon candidate when I turn back, and I will not treat you badly!"

When the surrounding grass-headed demon kings heard this, they were all in a low voice.

After a while, someone laughed: "I think this is reliable!"

The name of the demon is very important to them, after all, these grass-headed demon kings look majestic, but in fact, they are all precarious, maybe they will be hacked to death one day, no one will come to ask, no matter how reckless they are, it is impossible to want to live this kind of life forever, but once they have the name of the demon candidate, they will officially become the people of the seven demon veins, and no one dares to act rashly.

However, if the demon can't do it, then following a demon can also have some protection.

This is the case with the King of the Wind, at the beginning he attacked Chixia Mountain, in order to increase his strength, but he didn't expect to fight in vain, the number of people is still poor, then there is only another way, he has a lot of soldiers and horses under his hands, but his strength is only the first level of Jindan, and the old crocodile essence is the high level of Jindan, if he fights, he can't fight, then he can only agree to the proposal of the old crocodile essence.

After all, he knows that now under Xiaojun Mountain, dragons and snakes are mixed, for the name of this demon, I don't know how many people have fallen out, and he is worried that his second child can't help it, so it's better to settle down.

Thinking of this, he also laughed: "It's easy to say, let's put the beautiful meat in the pot quickly!"

Seeing this, the old crocodile spirit was very satisfied, and waved his big hand: "Get out of the pot!"

There was a jubilation in the field, and the major grass kings all raised their glasses and celebrated loudly.

The little demons next to them hurriedly ran to the cauldron, put the human flesh on the burden on the ground, raised the big knife high, and slashed towards it, but when the knife in their hands was raised in the air, they suddenly froze and did not fall for a long time.

The surrounding demon generals are all destroying: "What are you waiting for, hurry up and get out of the pot!"

But the little demon's knife still didn't fall, but the person slowly fell crooked.

All the demon generals were stunned, and found that there was already a blood hole on the door of the little demon's head, and blood was gushing out of it.

The man was wearing a green robe, with big sleeves swinging, and he looked beautiful, and he was the second king of Hufeng Mountain.

When the King of the Wind saw it, he was slightly stunned and said, "Brother Chasing the Wind, you ......"

"Demons are demons!"

Fang Yuan suddenly spoke, then raised his head and glanced at them.

Facing Fang Yuan's gaze, this group of demon generals were all stunned, and their hearts suddenly felt faintly cold.

Then they heard Fang Yuan say, "Demons are damned!"

"Huh!"

Before the demon generals could react, Fang Yuan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it into the void, there was an extra long sword in his palm, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off the head of a wild boar of a demon general next to him, and the fat head was sprayed into the air by the cavity blood, Fang Yuan raised his hand to catch it, and threw it into the big iron pot, and then slowly lifted the sword and walked towards the next demon general.

The demon next to him was splashed with blood, his expression was shocked, and he suddenly realized something, and shouted but wanted to jump.

But Fang Yuan's big sleeves waved slightly, and wisps of cyan mist fell around him.

Every trace of this mist weighed a thousand pounds, and when it fell in the field, the demon generals seemed to be pressed by the mountain, and they couldn't move at all.

Then Fang Yuan began, cutting off their heads one by one, and throwing them into the boiling cauldron one by one.

Inside the iron pot, the soup is boiling and the meat is fragrant.