"Haha, your kid is also here, fortunately, this time it's the little beauty who wants to avenge her father and brother, if it's a normal moment, just your kid's appearance, I'm afraid that I won't have a chance at all." ”

A burly minotaur slapped Mo Chen's shoulder with a big fan-like hand, if it weren't for Mo Chen's physical sanctification, I'm afraid this slap would have slapped him into the ground.

Resist? Resistance can't be resisted, this bull-headed man is the Great Sage Bull Demon King of the Demon Clan, not to mention killing Mo Chen like an ant, that is also the existence that can suppress him in the palm of his hand.

"Boy, let me tell you, what's the use of being handsome? In the end, the key is to rely on strength. The Bull Demon King looked like a passer-by, as if the jade-faced fox would definitely pick him.

But it's true, Princess Jade will really pick him.

Mo Chen muttered to himself, and said: "Yes, yes, the Great Sage is extraordinary, his mana is heavenly, and his name moves the Three Realms, so he is naturally a good match for the jade-faced princess." ”

"Yes, you kid can talk, come, drink!"

The Bull Demon King raised his wine glass and shouted at Mo Chen.

In addition to the Bull Demon King, there were also two other great sages sitting on the table, the Jiao Demon King didn't know Mo Chen, so he didn't talk much, but the Peng Demon King had a deep memory of this kid, he looked at Mo Chen carefully, and said in surprise: "Good boy, he has accumulated enough merit, and he has been promoted to the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, good chance, good luck!"

Although the Eight or Nine Xuangong is profound, the gap in the realm is huge, and the Peng Demon King has been staring at him like this, so he can naturally see that his cultivation is coming.

"By luck, I went to Longmen, and I just awakened my bloodline, comprehended the way of flames, and was promoted by chance. "Mo Chen has nothing to hide from the Peng Demon King, people are really good to him, they taught him combat skills, and they saved his life, he can be regarded as the one who has been in this world for so long and has the deepest affection for him.

"It is worthy of being the person favored by the saint, in the near future, our demon clan is estimated to have one more top combat power. The Peng Demon King had a look of appreciation, and he had high hopes for Mo Chen.

The demon clan has been in decline for a long time, and in the past thousands of years, there has not even been a new golden immortal except for the monkey, although a few of them are in their prime, but it is impossible to shelter the monsters of the four continents all the time, the more strong the demon clan, the more powerful the demon clan, the more dare no one to touch them.

Hearing the awakening bloodline, a trace of curiosity appeared on the face of the Bull Demon King, and he said: "In ancient times, the ten princes of the demon clan appeared at the same time, and it was difficult for everything to survive for ten days.

"Golden Crow?"

The Jiao Demon King, who was listening to the Bull Demon King's words over there, suddenly slapped Mo Chen's body, only to feel a boundless mana attacking, and he couldn't help but change his figure, and the person had turned into a little crow.

The crow was not ordinary, but it was covered with red feathers, like a raging flame, and its two eyes, which were originally black, had also turned blood-red, as bright as two rubies.

"Where is this golden crow, it's clearly a red-haired crow. The Jiao Demon King shook his head disdainfully and stretched out his hand.

Mo Chen only felt that the mana that oppressed him and turned into a prototype suddenly disappeared, and his mind moved, and he turned into a human form again.

"It's really not a golden crow, you see he only had two legs just now. The Peng Demon King also shook his head and said to a few people.

You're only on two legs, and your whole family is on two legs.

Mo Chen's face was not good-looking, how could there be a two-legged man? But he didn't dare to get angry at the Peng Demon King, but said:

"The Golden Crow is a legend, since the death of that family, there is no Golden Crow in the Three Realms. Moreover, since ancient times, no crow has ever metamorphosed into a golden crow. ”

"But your bloodline is peculiar, I've never seen it, big brother, what do you think?"

The Bull Demon King didn't answer, but grabbed Mo Chen's hand with a solemn face.

This?

Mo Chen's face darkened, it was okay for the Jiao Demon King to turn him into a prototype, the Peng Demon King scolded him for his two legs, what are you trying to do with my hand?

Struggling, struggling......

It's useless, his little strength, in the hands of the Bull Demon King, is like teasing.

Gay here, help!

However, without waiting for Mo Chen to shout, he saw that the Bull Demon King stretched out his hand and slashed on Mo Chen's body, and the eight or nine flesh bodies, which were difficult for ordinary golden immortals to injure, were like a layer of paper, and a small hole was cut.

A trace of magma-like blood spilled out, dripping onto the table, and immediately burned.

The Jiao Demon King stretched out his hand, and a trace of cold air emerged, freezing the corner of the table that was on fire. However, although the blood on the table was frozen, it still burned, and soon melted the ice on the table.

"Hey, that's interesting. The Jiao Demon King's eyes showed an interesting look, and his hand brushed the table again, this time the ice on the table was much thicker, and the blood burned for a long time before it could completely melt, and after burning itself, it disappeared.

"I don't know what kind of blood this is, but the blood that falls to the ground and leaves no traces is very similar to the blood of the golden crow. "The Bull Demon King said.

He had experienced that time, but at that time he was still a little demon, and he had never heard of the high-flying Golden Crow Prince and the two demon emperors. But the blood of the golden crow that was sprinkled down, he had indeed seen it, it was a mass of burning golden flames, which could not be extinguished on the ground, and almost burned him to death.

Thanks to the old man who rescued him, he was able to become the current Pingtian Great Holy Bull Demon King, instead of being burned to pieces.

"Isn't it, a red crow will become a golden crow, is that the supreme of the demon clan?" Peng Demon King looked at Mo Chen in disbelief, this kid in the realm of heavenly immortals is like there, it is said that the prince of the golden crow is a great power that dominates the world as soon as he is born, and his divine power is unpredictable.

"I'm just saying like, it's not, at least the sun is really hot, this kid doesn't have it, what kind of golden crow. He should have awakened the bloodline of his ancestors, those birds that were contaminated with the blood of the golden crow essence and turned into crows, although they greatly increased their comprehension of the way of flames, but they were still far from the true fire of the sun that everything in heaven and earth, and everything that was not burned. The Bull Demon King rolled his eyes and said.

When the two great sages heard that it was not, they immediately lost their interest in continuing to talk about blood, and turned to talk about this recruitment conference.

Mo Chen originally had no hope that he could turn into a golden crow, so he was naturally not disappointed, but he was still angry when he saw the three of them looking disinterested. What is the blood of the broken golden crow, even if there is, it is still shot down by Hou Yi one by one, it is all false, only strong strength is fundamental......