Master Xiu, Please Flop

Hearing this, the woman in the white skirt was immediately stunned. Then, she nodded, she was about to stick out her right hand.

But at this moment, a fruit in the demon tree fell off in front of him, and immediately after that, the demon fruit fell into Mo Fan's hands.

When Lin Ying'er saw this scene, her eyes widened, and she looked at the scene ahead with incredible expression.

When did the magic tree become such a dog licking?

You know, before, to get a demon seed from this demon tree required a lot of strength.

But now...

Lin Ying'er glanced at the Demon Tree more, and the astonishment on her face grew thicker.

When Mo Fan saw this scene, he took another look at the magic tree in front of him.

This magic tree has really become a demon.

He could understand what he said.

"Miss Lin..." Mo Fan looked at Lin Ying'er with some embarrassment.

"It's okay! Lord Mo!"

Lin Yinger naturally knew what senior was thinking, and smiled slightly.

Mo Fan only ate this demon fruit, with a smile on his face.

Following the entrance of this demon fruit, Mo Fan blinked.

"Master Mo, how does it taste?"

Lin Ying'er looked at Mo Fan curiously and asked.

"The taste is a bit sweet."

Mo Fan looked at Lin Ying'er and said, but frowned.

"what happened?"

Seeing this scene, Lin Ying'er and the Demon God standing behind her became nervous.

Is it not tasty?

"My cultivation level does not seem to have increased!"

Mo Fan said, looking at Lin Ying'er weirdly. He ate the devil fruit, but the effect seemed to be ineffective, and it did not increase the cultivation level as Lin Ying'er said.

His cultivation has not increased at all!

What a hell!

"..."

Lin Yinger's eyes widened, she didn't know what to say.

You are a master cultivator!

The cultivation base is high and deep, and the mana is overwhelming.

Molinguo naturally has no effect on you.

"Is it because of my physique?"

Mo Fan thought of something, looked at Lin Ying'er, and asked.

"This..." Lin Yinger didn't know how to speak for a while when she heard this.

She looked forward.

At this moment, in the front, the magic tree has grown up completely.

Completely recovered.

Moreover, the amazing life aura fluctuations lingered on this magic tree, sweeping towards the surrounding like ripples, causing this space to be distorted.

You know, just now, this magic tree was still exuding lifelessness.

As if to hang up at any time.

With the growth of this magic tree, above, the magic birds are greedily absorbing the aura emitted from the magic tree. As they absorb it, I can see that the size of each of these magic birds has grown, and the whole body is covered with. Black hair.

They flap their wings.

When the wings were flapping, low and breaking winds rang out in the void, endlessly resounding through the world.

The scene in front of him made Mo Fan's eyes widened.

It was the first time he saw such a sight.

There are several demon birds in the sky.

These demon birds wandered incessantly, making a neighing sound, echoing in the world, endlessly.

at this time.

The void in front suddenly tore.

Immediately afterwards, a huge warship slowly peeked out of it.

Several figures stood on this huge warship.

These figures exude a breath of astonishment, spreading towards the surroundings, making this space tremble.

Mo Fan raised his head and looked at these monks, frowning.

These monks are not human.

They have a hideous tiger head, with tiger teeth exposed, and cold light.

It's a tiger monk!

"It's from the evil tiger clan!"

Seeing the scene ahead, Lin Ying'er frowned.

"The evil tiger tribe and my demon **** tribe are rivals!"

"They're here again! This time, let's catch them all at once!"

Lin Ying'er said coldly, and licked her lips.

The voice fell.

She directly lifted her right hand and waved to the front.

Suddenly, behind him, a demon **** headed forward.

Mo Fan discovered that the height of these demon gods was a full meter taller than before.

Five meters high!

These demon gods were surrounded by black air currents and swallowed black divine light.

"This is the high demon god!"

At this time, the slender Lin Ying'er looked at Mo Fan and slowly said to the latter: "In the Demon God Clan, there are strict levels, divided into low Demon Gods, Medium Demon Gods, High Demon Gods and Excellent Demon Gods!"

"The height of the lower demon **** is about two meters!"

"The height of the middle demon **** is about four meters!"

"The height of the high demon **** is about five meters!"

"As for the peerless demon gods, their height is about ten meters!"

The absolute demon god, who is about ten meters tall?

Hearing this, Mo Fan couldn't help taking a breath.

He looked around and found that none of them were the absolute demon gods.

She seemed to know what Mo Fan was thinking, Lin Ying'er gave a wry smile and said, "The Devil God is too rare!"

In fact, before the future of Mo Fan, there were only five high-level demon gods in the demon clan!

The biggest reason for this is that the magic tree withered.

Now, the magic tree is blooming with vitality again.

Many middle-level demon gods have gained benefits and have been promoted to become high-level demon gods.

now.

These high-level demon gods are fighting against the evil tiger monks in front of them.

A low roar sounded in the void, endlessly.

Mo Fan raised his head and looked forward.

now.

Ahead.

An extremely burly monk of the evil tiger tribe held a stick in his hand, and the stick in his hand slammed towards a demon **** in front of him.

The high demon snorted coldly.

He stretched out his right hand and fell with his movements.

Suddenly, a huge imprint of the palm whizzed in and went straight forward.

The two monks quickly fought together.

It's a mess.

Mo Fan also saw the cruelty of the cultivation world.

However, many high-level demon gods have emerged from the Demon God Clan, and the situation is one-sided.

"call!"

Lin Yinger breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this scene. At the same time, she looked at her predecessor.

Think carefully.

There is something wrong with this.

If it weren't for the predecessors to come here, then the demon tree would continue to wither, and then these demon gods would not be able to evolve into higher demon gods!

If this were the case, it would be difficult for them to defeat the monks of the evil tiger tribe.

In this case, did Seniors save the Demon God Clan?

Lin Yinger thought to herself.

The more she thought about it, the more surprised she got.

She took another look at Senior, with a touch of gratitude on her face.

At this moment, in front, those demon gods are still at war.

In such a battle, the monks of the evil tiger tribe retreated steadily, their bodies trembling non-stop.

When they came, they had already made sure that they would win.

"Arrangement!"

At this moment, in front of him, the burly monk of the evil tiger clan roared low and said to the monk beside him.