Chapter Eighty-Nine: He's Your Father

The outline of the fairy palace in the distance loomed in the clouds and mist, and the continuous grassy slope in front of the fairy palace was already full of people of all shapes, whether it was the heirs of the Nine Holy Lands, or the Tianjiao of the three thousand gates, and even some hidden families who had been silent all the time, on the front lawn of the fairy palace, they could vaguely find some figures. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Demon Emperor Hao Taiyi also joined hands with the seven demon kings to come here, except for the wolf king who fell in front of the Blue Wolf Pass earlier, and now the most powerful princes in this demon domain finally gathered outside the gate of the fairy palace on the day of the appearance of the demon holy mausoleum palace.

Walking a long way in the direction of the crowd, Liu Jingfeng looked into the distance, then frowned, and stopped standing under the big tree.

"Sword Master, let's take our leave!"

"Yes, Uncle Liu, let's say goodbye first, and there will be a period later!"

“......”

The group said goodbye to each other, and it didn't take long for Liu Jingfeng and Liu Chen Wu Tong to be left under the big tree with the wind and leaves, as early as the moment when they stepped down from the Qiushui Sword, Liu Chen turned around and found that Beigong Xu was gone, and even Black Eagle turned around to find his teacher after communicating with Liu Chen a few times in secret.

"This Beigong Xu, how did you meet?"

After pondering for a moment, Liu Jingfeng hesitated and asked softly: "I don't think she is a simple character......"

"She said that she was a friend of Beigong Fu, and both of them were the companions of the God King when he was young!" Hearing Liu Jingfeng's question, Liu Chen thought about it for a while, and then told him about his acquaintance with Beigong Xu, during this period, Liu Jingfeng's brows were wrinkled a little deeper.

"Uncle, is there any problem?" Liu Jingfeng's face changed and did not escape the eyes of Liu Chen and the others, and as soon as Liu Chen's words fell, Wu Tong lowered his voice and wondered: "Will there be any trouble with the Protoss?"

"It's not troublesome, I just think that Beigong Xu is a strange person, but I can't say that feeling!" Liu Jingfeng shook his head with a wry smile, he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it anymore, "You remember, when you encounter these things in the future, you have to keep a few more minds, after all, she is a god clan!"

"Got it!"

"Hmm!" Regarding Liu Chen and Wu Tong's humble and polite attitude, Liu Jingfeng smiled with great satisfaction, turned his head and glanced at the towering Immortal Palace in the distance, and he slowly said softly: "I don't know what the scene is in the Immortal Palace, after entering later, if you don't encounter the teleportation array, you two must always follow my side, if you encounter the teleportation array, no matter what happens later, you two must remember, be careful!"

"Anyway, when we first entered the trial land, we encountered a teleportation array, and my nephew estimated that the Demon Saint Mausoleum Palace must also be a teleportation array, and the urine nature of their demon clan is like this, they like to watch others fight for their lives, and they are good to pick up the bargain!"

Liu Chen's face was not angry, when he was in the 100,000 Mountains before, he had never met the Tianjiao of the demon clan, and now that the fairy palace is about to open, at a casual glance, there are not too many demon Tianjiao standing on the grassy slope!

"Isn't it!" Wu Tong pursed his lips and took Liu Chen's words and said: "We have been fighting for almost a year, and they are waiting for work, in case they meet any good treasures, what will we fight with them?"

"You can't say that!" Liu Jingfeng shook his head, sighed lightly, and said: "You have indeed fought for a year, nearly 300,000 Tianjiao, and there are only more than 10,000 people who can live to see the appearance of the Demon Saint Mausoleum Palace.

“......”

Liu Chen and the two glanced at each other, thinking about it, it is indeed the truth, when the demon clan Tianjiao sang and danced in the Ten Thousand Demon City, they were in the primeval forest of the 100,000 mountains to accept the judgment of life and death, countless nights, countless mornings, they were always vigilant, ready to fight at any time, more than a year, this treacherous living environment, has already trained them into excellent warriors, and when they enter the fairy palace, no matter how bad the environment is, people who come out of the land of trials should be easier to adapt。

"Besides, there are many treasures in the Asgard Palace, and your primary purpose is to find the place where the Demon Saint is feathered and get his inheritance, and you can do without the rest!"

"Treasures, inheritance!"

"Legend has it that the Demon Saint once ransacked the collection of the Sea Saint, but when he feathered and ascended to the immortal, there were not many heavenly and earthly treasures that fell into the Demon Domain, hum, according to reliable information, in this Demon Saint Mausoleum Palace, there are more than 10,000 pieces of magic weapons, thousands of spiritual herbs and immortal medicines, and all kinds of cultivation exercises, and there are countless of them, so is it necessary for you to fight with others for a magic weapon?"

"Hiss......"

Liu Chen and Wu Tong opened their mouths wide, and gasped without hesitation, I will drop obediently, there are tens of thousands of magic weapons and thousands of spiritual herbs...... It's terrifying to think about, if the news that Liu Jingfeng got is true, it is estimated that the treasures of this Demon Saint Mausoleum Palace add up, and they are almost worth the treasury of His Majesty the Demon Emperor!

"Don't look at the dazzling treasures in this fairy palace, but the real most valuable thing is the inheritance of the demon saint, so to speak, if the two of you can get the inheritance of the demon saint, when it is completely integrated, in terms of strength, I can only bow to the wind!"

"But how can this saint's inheritance be so easy to get?" Liu Chen spread his hands and said helplessly: "People know that the inheritance of the Holy Ancestor is left in Bauhinia Mountain, but after so many years, who can hold it in their hands? Not to mention that this demon saint is still a foreign race...... Anyway, he won't leave the inheritance to us humans!"

"Chance, no one can say badly, how do you know if you don't try it, speaking of the inheritance of the Holy Ancestor, you all know that it is in the Bauhinia Mountain, but who can know its exact location? No one has ever seen it, so how can you get it!"

Seeing Wu Tong and Liu Chen's sad faces, Liu Jingfeng didn't want to put any more pressure on the two of them, so he had to say lightly and comforted: "Anyway, you two just do your best, if there is really no fate, the elders will not complain about you, just try it, in general, safety first, as the only heir of the Tibetan Soldier Valley and the Great Snow Mountain, you must know that no matter what, you must not risk your life, otherwise, you are sorry, but it is not yourself!"

"Yes!"

Liu Jingfeng smiled, and looked into the distance again, it has been more than half an hour since he came to this agreed place, Wu Qiuyu, the sect leader of the Sword Sect, still has no trace, this person is crowded, and the Lord of the Sword Master can't see the reason, things are a little weird, it stands to reason that after decades of acquaintance, this Wu Qiuyu has never missed an appointment, and the tempering of the Great Snow Mountain has created the uprightness of the heads of the Sword Sect in the past dynasties, and this kind of thing is not punctual......

"By the way, why hasn't my father come yet?" Wu Tong seemed to feel something, raised his head in a daze, and followed Liu Jingfeng's gaze to look around in the crowd, "Could something happen?"

"Huh?" Such unabashed words made the sword master's face sink instantly, and he glared at Wu Tong with a look of emotion in his eyes, and Liu Fengfeng snorted lightly: "He's your father, how can you talk!" (To be continued.) )