Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Loud laughter erupted.

Three figures gradually became clear from the depths of the mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Fan looked at it intently and activated his blue eyes at the same time.

The three figures were two old men and a middle-aged man.

The leader was the middle-aged man.

This monk has an ordinary face, but there is an aura of calmness and authority between his brows. He is wearing a black gold robe, tall and tall, with long black hair hanging freely on his shoulders, and his hands are hidden in his long black sleeves. He looked at Zhan Ao with a smile on his face, and at the same time looked at Mo Fan beside Zhan Ao from the corner of his eye.

Behind the middle-aged man were an old man in yellow robes who looked like a fairy, and an old man in gray robes with short hair and a full beard.

With the power of magical power, Mo Fan quickly gained insight into the information of these two people.

The old man in yellow robe is a tiger demon, his cultivation level is the same as that of Black Prison, and he is both at the early stage of the ancestral realm.

The gray-robed old man was a bear demon, but his cultivation level was higher, and he was in the middle stage of the Ancestral Realm.

As for the middle-aged man at the head, Mo Fan didn't see the depth, but he also had some guesses in his mind.

Now Mo Fan's cultivation level is in the middle stage of the King Realm, and his blue eyes can allow him to see through the information of a large realm. This means that the middle-aged man is a great demon with a cultivation level of the middle stage or above!

However, few monsters can reach the peak of the ancestral realm. According to the information Mo Fan knows, the reason why the nine holy kings were able to stand proudly at the top of the group of monsters was not only because of their terrifying combat power, but also because of their terrifying strength. The Nine Saint Kings are at the pinnacle of the Ancestral Realm!

Therefore, the middle-aged man must not be at the peak of the ancestral realm, otherwise he would not talk nonsense with them here.

Then the opponent's cultivation level will be revealed!

"Heiming, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, but you are still as hypocritical as ever!"

Zhan Ao looked at the middle-aged man and sneered, not giving him any face.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhan Ao's words came out, the smile on Hei Ming's face froze slightly, but soon returned to normal, and he still said with a smile: "Brother Zhan Ao is here to trouble me, Bai Shengshan, this time?"

As soon as these words came out, the two demon ancestors behind Hei Ming immediately turned their attention to Zhan Ao, and their ancestral realm aura was ready to go.

"Don't get me wrong, we are here under the entrustment of the demon, and naturally we are not looking for trouble!"

A figure suddenly appeared next to Zhan Ao. Bai Lu waved to the other three demons with a smile, and said with a smile: "Three fellow Taoists, long time no see!"

"Brother Heiming, your smile is getting more and more fake now!"

"Brother Hei Dian, you are more like a magic stick than before. If the big shots in Xuanxuan Mountain see this, they may take you as a messenger from the upper realm and take you to the Sea Eye!"

"Brother Yanshi, you haven't changed much, but I would like to advise you to change your last name when you have time, otherwise it will make the demon want to laugh!"

Bai Lu greeted him, and the three demon ancestors across from him all looked unhappy and glared at him fiercely.

"Brother Bai Lu, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. You are still the same as before. You don't know what to say!"

Hei Ming sneered, and then taunted: "It's just to give face to Brother Zhan Ao, otherwise if you dare to speak to me like this, I will never invite you to my White Holy Mountain as a guest for a hundred years!"

"Ahem...it's just a joke, Brother Hei Ming is still as petty as ever!"

When Bai Lu heard this, his expression suddenly became unnatural, and he chuckled: "Brother Hei Ming is really great now. Without Bai Sheng, you are the well-deserved Holy King of Bai Sheng Mountain. How can I dare to make a mistake in front of you?"

"But then again, one code is another code. Although we are not here to fight this time, we are not here to reminisce about the past."

As Bai Lu spoke, he pointed to Mo Fan who was standing aside and said with a smile: "I would like to introduce to the three fellow Taoists..."

"No need, I already know who this son is!"

Hei Ming waved his hand, then looked at Mo Fan, and sneered: "You toad monster is lucky to be favored by the Holy King. It is also a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes, but you must cherish this hard-won opportunity." That’s the blessing!”

"Senior is right, boy, I cherish this blessing!"

Mo Fan smiled slightly, spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, and continued: "The boy is here just to ask for someone from you seniors!"

"Yun Rou is from Black Wind Mountain. I ask all the seniors to return her to me. I will remember the love of all of you!"

"You toad are just talking nonsense!"

At this time, a figure appeared behind Hei Ming. It was Hei Jing who had just been oppressed by Zhan Ao with his momentum. He was looking at Mo Fan with a gloomy face and said to Hei Ming at the same time: "Ancestor Ming, that Princess Qinglian Yunrou was originally the adopted daughter of the Holy King. When did she become someone from Black Wind Mountain?

Also, a month ago, this toad demon sent a messenger to kill six demon kings in our White Holy Mountain. We need him to give us an explanation for this matter! "

"Oh?"

"Is there such a thing?"

When Hei Ming heard this, the smile on his face suddenly faded. He looked at Mo Fan with an indifferent expression and said calmly: "Little toad, you are so brave!"

"Senior, are you Bai Shengshan so arbitrary?"

"Just based on this old guy's one-sided words, are you going to convict me?"

Mo Fan gritted his teeth and looked unhappy.

"presumptuous!"

Hei Jing was furious when he heard this.

This guy had the audacity to call him an "old guy," which made him furious.

"You are all great demons with a good reputation. There is no need to make such a big fuss like the hooligans of the human race. Why don't you just listen to what our Black Wind Demon King has to say first?"

Zhan Ao spoke at the right time, so that Hei Jing did not dare to act rashly.

At the same time, the Black Water Old Demon and the Ghost Demon King also flew to Mo Fan's side, vaguely protecting him behind them.

The four demon ancestors opposite saw this and their eyes flickered. Hei Ming couldn't help but laugh and nodded: "Okay, since Brother Zhan Ao has spoken, I will naturally give you a favor!"

"Little Toad, then tell me why I am so arbitrary?"

Looking at Hei Ming who was smiling but not smiling, Mo Fan secretly thought "Hypocrisy", but he didn't have the slightest sense of awe and said directly: "What the hell is that Hei just now... Oh, the Black Fish Demon Ancestor" You said it was my messenger who killed your Demon King of White Holy Mountain, right?"

"My name is Black Prison, not Black Fish!"

Black Prison immediately gritted his teeth and spoke fiercely, interrupting Mo Fan's words.

"It doesn't matter. It all looks the same to us. No one cares about such a trivial matter."

Mo Fan shrugged and was so angry that Hei Jing gritted his teeth and wanted to slap him to death immediately.

However, after Zhan Ao glanced at him casually, Hei Jing had to suppress the anger in his heart.

Mo Fan felt happy when he saw this. If I can't beat you, I have to disgust you!

Then he continued: "According to this Black Fish, oh no, the Black Hell Demon Ancestor, my messenger killed six of your demon kings at that time!

This is simply nonsense!

I don’t know if you believe it or not, but I definitely don’t believe it. I would like to ask you seniors, if it were you, could you kill six big monsters from the same realm at the same time? "