"Impossible, this is impossible, I am a nine-headed little saint, I am a person who is qualified to compete for the strongest creation, how can I not even be able to enter the Demon Emperor Pavilion? How can I be left outside...... I don't believe it, Elder Moire, you can quickly open the Demon Emperor Pavilion again and send me in, the old ancestor said that I must win the greatest creation, and he even told me the method......"

The nine-headed little saint screamed desperately, almost madly, and shouted at a demon court elder from their Nether Mountain.

And the elder, after taking a few breaths, suddenly jumped up, rushed to the nine-headed little saint in a flash, raised his hand and slapped the past, the nine-headed little saint in the state of madness didn't even prevent this palm, and was directly pulled away dozens of zhang away, and then the elder had already pointed at him and scolded: "You also know that the old ancestor has worked hard and is lonely, his old man just wants you to enter the Demon Emperor Pavilion, obtain the great creation of the body, and then go to Shenzhou to practice, fortunately, when the catastrophe comes, lead the clansmen to kill a way out, but what about you?" But what about you? You have nothing to do, what are you doing with that cheap woman in Qingqiu Mountain? Now that the great opportunity is lost in front of you, how can you be worthy of your ancestors, how can you be worthy of the clansmen who have high hopes for you......

When it came to the end, he couldn't help it, and rushed forward again, slapping the nine-headed little saint away again.

"It's my mistake, I'm sorry for my ancestors...... I...... I didn't expect that......"

The nine-headed little sacred heart was lost, and it almost hurt the Dao heart, and he actually knelt on the ground and cried.

The elder slapped up, but when he saw the distracted appearance of the nine-headed little saint, he couldn't bear to fight anymore, in fact, they also knew about the nine-headed little saint and the fox fairy Ji joining forces. Even secretly planned, thinking that this would be beneficial to the Netherworld, so they didn't stop it, but who would have thought that what was originally in their eyes would have turned out to be like this?

"Loneblade Mountain, you ...... You will compensate me for the loss of the Nether Mountain!"

This Great Elder of the Demon Court, who was born in the Netherworld Mountain, had nowhere to vent his resentment. Suddenly, he turned his head and drank viciously at Elder Ling Jian, who was also one of the top ten elders of the Demon Court, but he wanted to take his anger out on Lone Blade Mountain.

The small clansmen, listening to his shouts, also followed and glared at the elder who was born in the Lone-Blade Mountain.

After all, the culprit who prevented them from entering the Demon Emperor Pavilion was the person from the Lone Blade Mountain, and he even had the title of Little Ancestor!

The elder from the Lone-Blade Mountain had just finished pranayama, and at this time, he saw that the elder of the Netherworld Mountain blamed him. Immediately, he was about to sneer at each other, but he didn't think about it, in the oblique stab, but suddenly a murderous aura fell from the sky, a golden cloud fell in the air, and the figure of the ancestor of the Lone Blade Mountain in the clouds loomed, and the voice with hidden anger came down: "You Netherworld Mountain want compensation from my Lone Blade Mountain?"

After all, this elder from the Netherworld Mountain was only a Jindan Mahayana cultivator, and his momentum was suddenly discouraged.

Peng Wu's voice sounded coldly again: "My Lone Blade Mountain and your Netherworld Mountain have always been in harmony. There is no resentment and no hatred, when the Nine Holy Old Immortals are three thousand years old. Our clan has even offered a generous gift to show respect! But what did you Netherworld Mountain do? Allowing the juniors to join forces with Qingqiu Mountain, secretly devise strategies, and make enemies of the descendants of the evil king of my Lone Blade Mountain, have you elders ever stopped it?"

This Great Elder of the Demon Court was born in the Netherworld Mountain. was questioned by Peng Wu, his mind was taken away, and he was speechless for a while.

And Peng Wu shouted coldly, and his eyes coldly swept over the small clan Junjie and their clansmen with different expressions at this time: "Including you, there was no grudge before. But who of you doesn't want to help the princess of Qingqiu Mountain deal with my junior of Lone Blade Mountain? Hmph, you are all pursuing profit, you want to help that Qingqiu Mountain, I Lonely Blade Mountain is too lazy to say anything, you want to be the enemy of my juniors, that is also a matter between you juniors, even if the juniors of my clan lose, the old man will not be jealous of you because of this, but now, it is the juniors in your clan, the ability is not enough, and you lose the first move, you have the face to ask for compensation from our Lone Blade Mountain?"

Under his reprimand, for a while, there was a dead silence in the field, and no one could speak.

"If you want the old man to say, you deserve it!"

Peng Wu shouted: "It was your clansmen who took the initiative to get involved in this gambling fight, and lost this opportunity to enter the Demon Emperor Pavilion, and they deserved it if they had no chance with creation!" When he said this, he raised his sleeves and pointed in the direction of Lone Blade Mountain, and said coldly: "Lone Blade Mountain is there, which of you has the face to compensate, the old man is waiting for you to come, as long as you can be prepared to be the enemy of Lone Blade Mountain!"

The last sound, full of anger, shook thousands of miles, almost like thunder.

The elder of the demon clan who was born in the Netherworld Mountain and even the small clan monk who suffered a big loss were faintly speechless at this time, yes, they subconsciously wanted to hate Lone Blade Mountain, but they also vaguely felt that this hatred was a bit unjustifiable, after all, their own family had no grudge against the Netherworld Mountain, but it was their own junior who had to deal with other people's little ancestors to cause this disaster, how to blame?

If you really want to forcibly find trouble in Lone Blade Mountain, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stand on the ground.

Although the demon clan doesn't like to be reasonable, and prefers to look at strength, but Lone Blade Mountain is not a soft stick no matter which angle you look at!

"Elder Qing Phosphorus, this matter ...... Do you explain it?"

The elder of the Netherworld Mountain was reprimanded by Peng Wuyi and couldn't speak, but the resentment in his heart was incomprehensible, and he finally looked at the elder of the Qingqiu Mountain, gritted his teeth, and shouted angrily, while the other demon cultivators who missed the creation of the Demon Emperor Pavilion were reminded by the Demon Court Elder who was born in the Netherworld Mountain, and they also looked at the clansmen of Qingqiu Mountain with resentment one by one......

"Qingqiu Mountain, my clan has lost a lot of creation, how can you compensate me?"

"The matter...... It's all up to you Qingqiu Mountain princesses, and you have to bear at least half of the responsibility!"

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"Fuck, little bandit, you really came up with this idea...... Hahahaha......"

And at this time, in the magic boat, the big golden crow was also laughing and almost turned his back away, his big wings slapped Fang Xing's back, looking at Fang Xing with excitement and adoration, the disgusting look was almost rushing up to kiss Fang Xing, but Fang Xing was still holding the black giant sword like a fierce god in his hand, for fear that this little bastard would be annoyed and split his own sword, so he didn't dare to make a mistake.

"Do you believe me when I said I came up with it on the spur of the moment?"

Fang Xing had already taken off his mask, but this time he was not injured, after all, after obtaining the Taishang Immortal Sutra of the Great Golden Crow, his physical body was so strong. If he goes up another step, he will even recover the Dao wounds left over from before, and he is no longer as fragile as the last time, of course, borrowing such a violent power from outside, the burden on his body is not small. You need to get a good rest.

"Ahh......h You looked pretty imposing just now......"

Wu San'er also sat aside, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and said a little embarrassed.

She didn't nag a lot before, she always thought that as long as she entered the Demon Emperor Pavilion, under the siege of the Fairy League led by the fox fairy Ji, all of them would have to go to the frieze, not to mention the creation, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out safely, so she also has some stubbornness in her heart. refused to bow to the fox fairy Ji, but he didn't expect that the problem would be solved before he entered the Demon Emperor Pavilion.

That fox fairy Ji was bent on fighting with them in the Demon Emperor Pavilion, but she couldn't even enter, what else could she fight?

The development of things really exceeded her expectations.

"Hmph, Xiao Zu, I used to underestimate you. Something to do!"

King Golden-Winged Xiaopeng sat on the side and endured it for a long time. Still arrogantly turned his head and said to Fang Xing.

Fang Xing coughed twice, glared at Fang Xing, and said to Da Jin Wu: "Teach him a lesson for me!"

The big golden crow immediately turned around and slapped his wings on the head of King Xiaopeng, and shouted, "How can you talk to your little ancestor?"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Wu Yidian's mood was also relaxed, and he gloated and laughed on the side.

Xiao Peng, who was annoyed in his heart, raised his foot and kicked Wu Yidian to the ground, scolding: "Laugh at your uncle!"

"Smack!"

On the back of the head, there was another big golden crow wing. King Xiaopeng said angrily: "What's the matter?"

Da Jin Wu glared at him and said, "His uncle is my father, do you have any opinions?"

King Xiaopeng was at a loss for a while, but he couldn't turn around because of their relationship, so he turned around angrily and stopped talking.

But Wu San'er hurriedly dissuaded him on the side: "Okay, okay, don't bully him." Xiao Dapeng, don't bully my cousin, otherwise I won't protect you if the two of them bully you again in the future, although there is no big danger now, but the Canglan Sea Nine Sons League still doesn't know what the attitude is, we still have to be careful, in addition, Genbo gave us the clues of the three paths, and we have to find them out, and Genbo said that there is a star soul grass in this Demon Emperor Pavilion, which can cure Yidian's madness, we have to find it too, and there are other creations, it would be better if we could get it, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity......”

As soon as she opened her mouth like this, her little mouth kept horning, and Fang Xing and Da Jin Crow both covered their ears and squatted down.

Wu San'er was angry, and paused and said, "Did you two hear what I said......

Fang Xing said weakly: "I heard it......"

Da Jin Wu also sighed and said, "I really heard ......"

Wu San'er crossed her waist and said, "Don't you think I'm talking too much?" I'm kind, after all, we came into the Demon Emperor Pavilion......

Fang Xing looked at Wu Sang'er with a bitter face and said, "I really heard ......"

Wu San'er was speechless, so she had to say, "Then where do we go first?"

Fang Xingdao: "Recuperate ......"

Wu San'er was taken aback: "Are you seriously injured, is it bad, and how long do you need to take care of it?"

Fang Xing saw that she was going to talk again, and hurriedly said: "It's not heavy, it's not heavy, it'll be fine in half an hour!"

Wu San'er breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, after you recover from your injuries, where do we go first?"

Invisibly, she had already regarded Fang Xing as the backbone, as soon as this sentence came out, King Golden-winged Xiaopeng and Wu Yidian both pricked up their ears, turned their heads and listened carefully, but saw that Fang Xing heard this, and his face was also happy, as if he thought of something very happy, and said with a smile: "After recuperating from the injury...... Hehe, Lao Jin, what do you say we are going to do?"

The Great Golden Crow jumped up, flapped its wings, and shouted, "Do you need to say that?" (to be continued......)

PS: What are the little bandits going to do...... Needless to say?