Song Dynasty's Ignorant Prince

The yin-yang boy saw that Zhao Ji had already made up his mind and knew that Zhao Ji should have a means to protect himself, so he no longer persuaded him.

At this time, the light on the teleportation array was radiating, and it was completely ready. Everyone walked towards the teleportation array, and the figures disappeared one by one.

"Zhao Ji, why don't you give me your spiritual tree first, lest you be cheap when you die! Lao Hei is very unkind, and the thickness of his face is commendable.

"Fuck you!" Zhao Ji slapped Lao Hei directly into the teleportation array.

Old Hei shouted, "Hei Ye and you are not finished!

Zhao Ji walked towards the teleportation array, no one dared to block his way, he stepped in, and the figure disappeared.

When it reappeared on a small island, there were many banners around the teleportation array, with the names of their respective sects written on them, "Demon Dragon Palace", "Demon King Valley", "087", "Baodan Pavilion". ", "Rain Clan" and other big forces are in front, occupying a large area, and other smaller forces occupy a smaller area.

"Ding Tian, ​​come here!

"Miss Fire Plough, welcome back!"

"Young third, you finally came out, and the big brother is worried to death!

At this moment, many people suddenly felt as if they had been in a lifetime. They had lived a near-death on the island of sighs. When they came out and saw their relatives, they immediately had tears in their eyes, and they couldn't help themselves.

Some people also shouted, "Whoever dares to kill my son must skin you and cramp!

There are also people who grit their teeth, but dare not say it, "Demon Dragon Palace, this old man will avenge this sooner or later!"

"Rain Clan, you wait!"

"Come here!" Suddenly Zhao Ji heard a voice, aimed at him.

Zhao Ji saw that there were already 20 or 30 people there, and some of them handed in the magic grass in their hands, but the elders seemed very dissatisfied.

Here Zhao Ji feels that the catastrophe is more clear, and it will come down at any time.

Zhao Ji felt inexplicable, he was not a member of the demon world, and he didn't care what kind of magic grass other people wanted to turn in.

"Very good, you stayed on the Isle of Sighs for five years and didn't die. You are a talent. I, Moyun Cave, speak the truth, and you will be free after we return in a while.

But I appreciate you more, you can consider joining our Magic Cloud Cave. "Old Demon Severe Fingers invited Zhan Jue Kuang, he is very optimistic about this young man, forbearance, and talent is also good.

However, the slasher declined.

There were also two people who met the requirements, Zhao Ji didn't know them and didn't come with Zhao Ji.

There were more than a dozen people who came with Zhao Ji. Some of them got four or five plants, and some only had one magic grass, and they begged the elders of the magic cloud cave.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash! Those who have picked the magic grass will be handed out elixir according to the quantity, etc. After an hour, you will have to return to the Isle of Sighs. If you don't pick enough 100 pieces, you can't leave! 35

The words of the elders of Moyun Cave made many people pale and sighed that the island was too dangerous, and they did not want to go back.

A young man turned around and ran, but unfortunately, when he pointed from behind, the young man's head exploded and he died on the spot.

"Hmph, that's the end of running away!"

Zhao Ji watched from the sidelines, the people of Moyun Cave were so domineering, they were treated as if they were not considered human beings.

But it seems that the devil world is like this, and there is no human touch to talk about.

With the old demon of Montenegro and the others, Zhao Ji is about to leave here.

"Boy, it's your turn, hand over the magic grass!""

The elder waved his hand and stopped Zhao Ji and the others.

Zhao Ji froze for a moment, then snorted coldly, "I don't know you, do I?"

"Hehe, I really don't know, but if you want to pass through our passage, of course you have to pay the toll. Each person is 500 Demon Spirit Grass, otherwise you can go through someone else.

But I forgot to tell you that there are also five hundred magic grasses in other people's places, haha!

"What, there is no magic grass? It's really a waste, so the waste didn't die in it, why did you come out?" The elder Moyundong stretched his old face, his eyes were bright, and he wanted to slap him. Die Zhao Ji.

The elders and disciples of many sects next to him all looked towards Moyun Cave. They all received reports from the disciples, and looked at Zhao Ji with a surprised look. They all knew that Zhao Ji was very powerful.

The elders of Moyun Cave don't understand why so many sects are looking here, and they seem to have a strong hostility!

Others didn't know, but Zhan Jue Kuang knew it was because of Zhao Ji, but Zhan Jue Kuang just stood silently and didn't say a word.0

"Well, the old demon with severed fingers, why do I think they are very hostile to our Demon Cloud Cave?" An elder from the Demon Cloud Cave frowned.

Although their Demon Cloud Cave is considered a very strong force, they are not top notch. If they are hated by so many sects, it will be very troublesome.

Suddenly a cold snort came, "Old Demon with Broken Finger, this time you Demon Cloud Cave are really domineering, it's a good idea to catch all the other factions by surprise!

However, your disciples actually killed several people under my sect, so you have to give me an explanation, right?

A middle-aged man in green shirt looked at each other from a distance, but his aura was very strong, and the distance made Zhao Ji feel like he was facing an ancient beast.

Zhao Ji saw an acquaintance behind the man, and it turned out to be the guy who robbed him of the disc spiritual tool. This guy's name is Baoxiang, and now he has found his elder.

The broken-fingered old demon laughed and said with his fists clasped, "Fellow Daoist Zhoulong of the Hundred Beasts Alliance, the island of sighs is in danger, and the killings and injuries of the disciples are inevitable.

Besides, more than half of my three hundred disciples in Moyun Cave have died, and only thirty people have returned, so who should I ask for reasoning?"

In the face of other sects, the old demon with severed fingers talked freely, the power of the Hundred Beasts League was similar to their Demon Cloud Cave, and the old demon with severed fingers could not lose his reputation. The main reason is that the old man with severed fingers doesn't know which 3.3 the other party is talking about. If he knew that he was talking about Zhao Ji, he wouldn't say that at all.

Zhao Ji showed a slight smile, and immediately restrained himself. Now that the old man with the broken finger is facing the man, he will not speak for the time being.

Zhou Long was so choked by the old demon with the severed finger that he snorted coldly, "Okay, well said! Several disciples of our Hundred Beasts League have died, but fortunately, the nephew of Baoxiang is safe, but I heard that there are Many sects of Tianjiao have been killed, I wonder if they don't care at all?

Anyway, Mo Yundong doesn't care at all, and feels that it deserves to be killed!

"Devil Cloud Cave, do you really think so?" A voice suddenly sounded, although it sounded calm, the anger contained in it was shocking to those who heard it.