Fantasy: If you are asked to be the Demon King, will you mass-produce the Demon Ancestor?

This kind of strangeness is not the form of expression, but the style of doing things.

The sixth-order big demon was pinned to the ground by the fourth-order little demon, but he was not angry at all, but kept explaining something to the fourth-order little demon.

That speaks volumes.

Are you really afraid of the Dragon King?

Perhaps, but, it should not be all.

Because the big demon looked at Wolf Yan and looked at Xiong Invincible, there was obviously a difference.

If it is said that in the face of Xiong Invincible's attack, the big demon does not dare to fight back, because of Chen Wuyuan's majesty, then in the face of Wolf Yan's attack, he does not dare to fight back, it is definitely not just Chen Wuyuan's majesty.

In that gaze, there was excitement.

And finally.

The little demon looked at his gaze as if he had seen some acquaintance, extremely unnatural.

It's like, from the beginning, knowing yourself.

Su Wan'er pondered.

However, there was not much involvement.

Instead, he closed the door of the alchemy room and continued to digest the knowledge about the elixir.

......

Wolf Yan and Xiong Invincible whispered a few times on Ji Wu.

After discovering that the other party had indeed slept to death, he also lost interest.

Xiong Invincible came up again and fell asleep at the door of the Mist Hidden Palace.

As for Wolf Yan, he returned to the door of the Wuyin Palace, quietly sleeping, but in his mind, he was thinking about the words of the old ancestor.

Crisis....

It has not been lifted.

From a certain point of view, staying on top of Qingfeng Mountain will only add trouble to Qingfeng Mountain, and it seems that he has to practice harder.

No, stay until dawn tomorrow, and be sure to ask for some pills from the old turtle.

Thinking of Yutian's miser, thinking of Yutian's appearance of fearing death, Wolf Yan sighed in his heart, once upon a time, he was the proud son of heaven, and he never put the first-order and second-order demons in his eyes.

Now, re-observing the growth of first-order and second-order demons is also a good and interesting thing.

It is true that he is no longer the proud son of heaven, but a watchdog, but deep down, that perseverance is rare in the world.

"Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!!"

This sentence was heard by him from Xiong Invincible's mouth, but I don't know why, when he heard this sentence, he had an inexplicable sense of fit, and he felt that this sentence was tailor-made for him.

Looking at Ji Wu, who fell into a coma not far away, Wolf Yan asked Yupei: "Old Ancestor, is the battle of the Great King over??"

"It's calm, it's over!"

"Well..."

Wolf Yan did not continue to ask, but deep down, there was still a yearning.

One hundred thousand mountains, one hundred and eight domains, and the great demon is like a carp crossing the river, there are countless of them, but how many are as free as the great king?

And while he was thinking, the voice of the ancestor god came again: "You actually don't have to worry about anything, the movement like that before must be the domain lord dispatching, and the domain lord still has not shaken this misty hidden palace master, think about it, even if the domain lord of the desert wasteland is here, it is difficult to move you in the slightest..."

After Wolf Yan listened, he was silent for a moment before he spoke: "However, it is very good that the great king took me in, and I don't want to cause trouble to the great king!"

After hearing this, the ancestor god was silent for a moment, "Then try to become stronger, and strive to solve things yourself when you encounter things in the future!" "

......

Early the next morning, the sky was hazy, and the monkey three ran all the way to the outside of the Mist Hidden Palace with a purple-gold gourd pinned to his waist.

The thick dark circles under his eyes proved that he had not slept all night.

After a night of driving, coupled with a big battle before, he was indeed a little tired at the moment, but he did not dare to have the slightest negligence.

Because of the fluctuations in the previous battle, he also had a perception.

Although the figure in his body repeatedly reminded him not to make a fuss, he couldn't help but do his best to come to Qingfeng Mountain for the first time to determine whether Chen Wuyi was okay.

Because this night, except for the fluctuations of the battle, he did not sense any Chen Wuyuan's summons.

The moment he saw the Tibetan scripture pavilion and alchemy room suddenly appear above Qingfeng Mountain, Monkey San frowned, did not think much, and quickly moved forward.

Glancing at Xiong Invincible and Ji Wu, who were lying on the ground like dead pigs, Monkey San frowned again.

Without pausing, he strode to the Mist Yin Palace, held up the gourd in his hands, knelt on one knee, and shouted towards the hall: "Monkey Sanxing is not humiliated... King, this is your gourd..." heard

Monkey San's cry.

In the depths of the Mist Hidden Palace, in the pool of all souls, Chen Wuyuan's tired dragon body slowly opened his eyes, and the dragon claws were facing upwards, stretching his waist. For him, going through that battle was nothing.

The reason why he was tired was because in the process of bringing Ji Wu back to Qingfeng Mountain, a lot of inspiration burst out of his mind.

The previous battle made him realize the feasibility of transforming weapons, and when he transformed the Great Wall of the Great Avenue, he also understood why the weapons he created were difficult to succeed.

Emptiness has form, but there is no God.

Therefore, after the true return of divine consciousness, he tried to transform the sword intent and martial intent on the Great Wall of the Great Avenue without being attached to the Great Wall of the Great Avenue, and whether they could be independently transformed.

However, after a night of research.

There has still not been much progress.

Those things seem to be imprints engraved on the Great Wall of the Avenue, and if they want to peel off the illusion from the Great Wall of the Avenue, I am afraid that Chen Wuyi will have to visit the Great Wall of the Avenue and observe its trajectory, and it may be possible to transform his will.

Moreover, I don't know why, Chen Wuyi had a special feeling in the process of transformation, as if behind every will, there was a real strong man.

The dragon claw grabbed towards the void.

The purple-gold gourd disappeared instantly.

The next moment, it had already appeared in Chen Wuyuan's claws.

It shook at will, and the sound of the water was clear.

Without hesitation, Chen Wuyi opened the purple-gold red gourd.

"Huh..." a

soft sound.

A gloomy and cold aura instantly spread from the gourd, and in an instant, it swept towards Chen Wuyuan's dragon claw.

The next moment.

The dense ice layer appeared above Chen Wuyuan's dragon claw.

Seeing this, Chen Wuyi frowned.

Before he could make a move, he felt that the weak water seemed to be being pulled by something, passing through his skin, and quickly rushing towards his body.

In an instant, it poured into his purple mansion.

Without pause, those weak waters rushed straight towards the second yuan baby under the mirror after entering the Purple Mansion.

Infused into that second infant.

"Buzz !!"

Almost at the moment of contact with the second yuan baby, the purple-gold red gourd suddenly shook, and the next moment, all the weak water, as if it had found a home, suddenly gushed out.

All of them poured into Chen Wuyian's body, leaving not a single drop, and were absorbed by the second infant.

At the same time, he clearly sensed that the second infant began to transform.