Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Outside the mountains, two figures faced each other in the sky.

Dressed in golden battle armor, the burly Zhan Ao stood where Mo Fan disappeared. When he looked at the monk opposite, his face was full of contempt.

On the other hand, the monk opposite Zhan Ao was an old man in black robes. His face was slightly ugly and his chest was rising and falling.

Obviously, he couldn't get any advantage in the fight just now.

Just as Zhan Ao said, the old man is one of the great monsters in the ancestral realm of White Holy Mountain, named Black Prison!

The monster that just attacked Mo Fan was this black prison.

Supernatural powers, blue eyes.

After Mo Fan saw that the other party was stopped by Zhan Ao, he immediately used his magical power to gain insight into the information about the black prison.

Tiger demon, early stage cultivation in the ancestral realm!

Seeing this, the fear in Mo Fan's heart suddenly calmed down, and he smiled bitterly in his heart: "It seems that I still underestimate these demon ancestors!"

After just a brief contact, Mo Fan had a deeper understanding of the power of the ancestral realm demon.

Take this dark prison in front of you as an example.

In terms of strength, Mo Fan may not be inferior to the opponent, and in terms of speed, he may be slightly exceeded, but what makes him helpless is the opponent's elusive teleportation power, which is really hard to guard against!

To a certain extent, the magical power of teleportation is somewhat similar to Hei Yi's shadow escape, in that both can arrive at the opponent's side and attack in an instant.

But in fact, teleportation is far stronger than shadow escape, because shadow escape requires shadow as a medium, which is a huge flaw. But teleportation is different. As an ancestral realm magical power, there are almost no shortcomings.

You can attack if you advance, but you can't stop Mo Fan if you retreat.

This is the terror of the strong ones in the ancestral realm!

Thinking of this, Mo Fan felt helpless and understood how lucky he was to be able to kill Lei Yu Zidian before.

However, this is not the land of Dragon Ruins after all. Mo Fan really has no means to deal with the Ancestral Realm monks until he cannot restrain the instantaneous magical powers of the Ancestral Realm masters.

Of course, if he uses all his cards, it will not be as easy for the Ancestral Realm monks to defeat him as imagined, but if the battle continues for a long time, he will definitely be defeated!

"Zhan Ao, what do you mean?"

Seeing Zhan Ao trying to protect Mo Fan, Hei Jing's eyes suddenly narrowed and he said in a deep voice to him: "You can just wait until you come to visit me at White Holy Mountain, but that toad demon doesn't understand the rules too much!

Not only did he unscrupulously spy on the demons of our White Holy Mountain with his spiritual consciousness, he also severely injured the demon kings of our White Holy Mountain!

I just taught such a little demon who has no idea what the world is like, so what's wrong with me? "

Zhan Ao frowned slightly when he heard this. Verbal battles were not his strong point, so he turned to Mo Fan and said, "Boy, this old guy said you don't understand the rules. What do you think?"

"Thank you, ancestor, for coming to the rescue!"

Mo Fan immediately flew over after hearing this, first saluted Zhan Ao, then looked at the gloomy Black Prison, and sneered: "Black Prison Demon Ancestor, right?"

"You said that I don't understand the rules, so what do you mean by being so aggressive?"

"This king is not here to provoke a fight between the two demon realms, but to ask you for the people of Black Wind Mountain!

The King has sent messengers before, and you, Bai Shengshan, must have received letters from me, but what I didn’t expect is that Bai Shengshan actually killed my King’s messenger!

That's why I have to come here in person to ask for an explanation from you!

Although Black Wind Mountain is small, I have also been registered with the Fire Phoenix Saint King!

Although I am not as powerful as you and other great ancestral realm monsters, I still have the support of a group of demon ancestors behind me. If you want to treat me as a soft persimmon, you are making a big mistake!

So it’s not that I don’t follow the rules, it’s that you don’t follow the rules!

If you don't give an explanation today, I will report this matter to the Fire Phoenix Palace and ask the Fire Phoenix Saint King to make the decision! "

As soon as Mo Fan said these words, both Zhan Ao and Bai Lu and the other big guys had strange expressions on their faces. Only Hei Jing's eyelids twitched suddenly.

Hei Jing glanced at Zhan Ao, Bai Lu and other demons with cold eyes, and found that they were all familiar faces. Although he did not recognize the ghost demon king and the old black water demon, he could feel the powerful aura on their bodies.

This made Black Prison have to pay attention to Mo Fan's words.

In his opinion, being able to invite all the top demons in the Fengming Demon Realm can already explain the status of the little toad in front of him in the Fengming Demon Realm.

Even if it's not as outrageous as Mo Fan said, it won't be that bad.

Of course, the person who worries Black Prison the most is not the big demons here, but the one in the Fire Phoenix Palace.

Even though the number of demon ancestors in White Holy Mountain is the largest among the nine demon realms, without the White Tiger Holy King sitting in charge, these demon ancestors are naturally not willing to really offend a demon saint king.

What's more, the internal situation in Baisheng Mountain is not stable now. Once a war breaks out with the Fengming Mountain Demon Realm, other demon regions will definitely not be willing to just watch like this, and will stretch out a hand to get some benefits no matter what.

Thinking of this, Hei Jing couldn't help but frowned, but as the demon ancestor, he naturally wanted to have face. Being asked for an explanation by Mo Fan in person still made him hate it. He immediately snorted coldly: "You toad demon? How brave you are to ask me for an explanation!"

"Not to mention that you just seriously injured all the demon kings in our White Holy Mountain. A month ago, the messenger you sent killed six demon kings in our White Holy Mountain!

If you really want an explanation, then you, the toad demon, must give me an explanation! "

After saying this, Black Prison suddenly exuded a powerful aura, and the pre-pressure suppressed Mo Fan with his momentum.

However, as soon as his ancestral realm aura was released, he was crushed by Zhan Ao's even more terrifying aura!

"Well……"

In an instant, Hei Jing felt a sense of depression in his heart, and the top of his head seemed to be weighed by billions of pounds. Almost instantly, his aura was defeated, and he was forced to fall to the earth.

boom--

With a roar, the entire surrounding area of ​​the mountain trembled a bit.

At this time, most of Black Prison's body was buried in the soil, and the ground around him was cracked like a spider web, stretching for dozens of miles. Only then was the terrifying power suppressing the top of his head removed.

"Zhan Ao, you are too presumptuous!!"

Hei Jing growled. At this moment, his hair was disheveled and his eyes were blood red. He raised his head and stared at Zhan Ao in the air.

At this moment, there are countless demon cultivators in Baisheng Mountain staring at this scene, but Zhan Ao's move made him lose face, and undoubtedly slapped him hard on the face!

"You are the one who is presumptuous!"

Zhan Ao stood high in the sky, looking down at the black prison, and said calmly: "I was entrusted to come here, but you have repeatedly behaved rudely in front of me. Do you take me seriously? "

After saying that, Zhan Ao turned his gaze to the depths of the mountain and said in an indifferent tone: "If you are not convinced, you can come out and have a fight with me, Zhan Ao!"

"If you don't dare to fight, it's best not to come out, otherwise it will cause unpleasant troubles and make everyone lose face!"

boom! boom! boom!

As soon as Zhan Ao finished speaking, three more terrifying auras burst out from the White Holy Mountain, as if three great monsters were resurrecting.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Brother Zhan Ao, after a hundred years of separation, your temper is still as hot as before. This is not a good habit!"