i might be a big shot

Changkong Zhuoyu and Li Xinglun flew up, and the demon spirit sighed at the bottom of the valley, and redistributed the monsters remaining in the ancient desolation in the white mist, while her divine thoughts were scattered in every corner of the Wuling Valley. In the corner, watching those little monsters living happily in the valley, this is her happiness.

After they flew up, the white mist gathered again, Changkong Zhuoyu slapped his head and said: "Oops, I forgot to ask about the demon spirit Baiwu."

Li Xinglun didn't care and said: "We already know that you, Master, are the descendants of Nuwa, so the white mist must be a treasure that only belongs to the descendants of Nuwa. Even if you ask what the name of this magic weapon is, it's no big deal. You can handle it, can't you?"

"That's right," Changkong Zhuoyu said, "The identity of Nuwa's successor is of no help to me in remembering the past. What I care about as a teacher is not that I have some heaven-defying magic weapon. It's just a name, which is of no use."

So the two didn't turn around to ask the demon spirit, but flew up directly.

Above the valley, the nine elders of the demon clan stretched their necks to watch. Only the Eight-Tailed Fox was sitting on a rock, but his gaze remained fixed on the entrance of the valley.

The moment Changkong Zhuoyu and Li Xinglun flew out, the nine elders all rushed back into the shadows so that no one could see their bodies, but just this moment was enough for Changkong Zhuoyu to see their appearance clearly.

They are all descendants of the ancient monster clan, but most of them lack hooves and horns. They look ugly and embarrassing, but they will not hurt the origin. The elders coveted the demon spirit first, but the demon spirit did not really harm them.

After the two landed on the ground, the eight-tailed fox slowly stood up and said: "The enchantment of Wuling Valley is still there, it seems that you are not a descendant of Nuwa."

I don't know why, but the Eight-Tailed Fox felt a little dark in his heart.

In fact, he doesn't hate Zhuoyu in the sky. This person has a pure mind and is good-looking. The Qingqiu fox clan has almost no resistance to the good-looking and bookish human race. If you look at the face, you will like it very much, otherwise you won't So many fox cubs came and cried and wet his tail.He just... felt that Zhang Kong Zhuoyu's inexplicably confident appearance was quite annoying, and he really wanted to hit him, to see him cry.

The eight-tailed fox frowned slightly, not knowing why he had such a weird thought.

"How could it be?" Changkong Zhuoyu showed a smile that made the eight-tailed fox want to bite people again, "I am naturally a descendant of Nuwa, and I have also been inherited. Didn't you see that the formation below has been used by me?"

"Then why..." The eight-tailed fox felt the aura of Wuling Valley, and the barrier didn't feel damaged at all.

"Of course it's because I used the secret method taught in the inheritance to maintain the Wuling Valley." Changkong Zhuoyu raised his head slightly proudly, "I am the descendant of Nuwa, and the Wuling Valley is mine. How could I bear it?" How about letting your own domain fall apart?"

"Nonsense!" An elder in the shadows yelled angrily, "How could the Wuling Valley belong to a small human race like you, and the human race who got the demon spirit would immediately become a demon god, and there must be earth-shaking changes at that time. happened, and your strength... oh, that's all."

He started to frown when he said that the "little human race" was Chang Kong Zhuoyu. In Changkong Zhuoyu's heart, he had always been a big man, so how could he bear the word "small"?So he took out his fan, swayed it a few times, and said to the black shadow: "This... Elder with ten missing... If you really think that I am just a small person, you can try it."

His eyes were shining brightly, as if to say "Come on, fight, I've been waiting since the moment I entered Wuling Valley".

Li Xinglun sighed helplessly, he knew that before he came to Wuling Valley, Changkong Zhuoyu had the same idea as he did at Shaking Heaven Peak, to subdue the demon with strength.His master is not a militant, but no matter where he goes, he likes to show off his strength first.Strength is a good thing for Changkong Zhuoyu, and good things should be shown off, just like the fan copied by Li Xinglun back then, for Changkong Zhuyu, they are all treasures worth showing off.

Thinking of this, Li Xinglun slightly raised the corners of his lips, thinking to forget, what the master likes to do, as an apprentice, what else can he do besides fully support him.

So before the elder who lacked ten eyes got angry, Li Xinglun casually picked up a white bone and slammed it directly above the cave where the elder was. Suddenly, the mountain collapsed and the whole cave collapsed. With a scream, the elder crawled out of the rock in disgrace, and stared viciously at Li Xinglun with the remaining four heads.

"Ghost car?" Li Xinglun asked.

The ghost car, also known as the nine-headed bird, was one of the top ten demon races in ancient times. The elder in front of him only had four heads left, so five heads and ten eyes were naturally missing.

"Not really," Eight-Tailed Fox said, "If it's really an ancient demon saint, how could he lose five heads in the valley? It can only be said that he is a descendant of ghost chariot. It's nothing more than a shape. Losing five heads doesn't have much strength. No one knows how those heads came from."

"Eight-tailed fox!!!" Ghost Che roared angrily. Their ten elders have always been at odds, and it's quite normal to tell each other's faults, but they always avoid juniors and outsiders. This made Ghost Che very angry.

The eight-tailed fox glanced at the ghost car lightly. He didn't know why, but it was more pleasing to the eye to see the jade in the sky.

"It's useless to talk more, don't you want to fight?" Li Xinglun turned to Ghost Road, "What a character my master is, how can you do it when you say it, if you want to fight my master, you have to pass me first."

Changkong Zhuoyu was a little puzzled, but after hearing Li Xinglun's words, he immediately felt that his disciple really won his heart.He is a big shot, how could he make a move as soon as others say it, it is bound to be the finale.

But... Changkong Zhuoyu looked at Li Xinglun worriedly. Although Elder Guiche lost five heads, his strength is still at the Mahayana stage. If Li Xinglun is at the stage of becoming a god, he can try leapfrog challenges, but he is only at the Nascent Soul stage after a year of retreat. The realm is really too different.

Sensing Master's concerned gaze, Li Xinglun's eyes suddenly became extra soft. He turned his head and said to Chang Kong Zhuoyu: "Master, don't worry, this disciple always feels that he can fight the elders of the Yaozu. Besides, even if this disciple loses, Master, you are by my side, aren't you?"

"Then... just try it," Changkong Zhuoyu said with a serious face as much as possible, "here is the teacher."

Just when Elder Guiche was irritated by the master-student attitude and wanted to do something, another elder in the shadow said: "Hmph! You are not qualified to fight us, you mere junior."

Changkong Zhuoyu's eyes fell on that black shadow. If he remembered correctly, the elders here looked a bit like Shangyang.

"What if I say that I have a ray of Nuwa's spiritual inheritance?" Li Xinglun said lightly, "The demon spirits have memories of the Wuling Valley for many years, and I probably know how several ancient demon saints maintained their appearance, and also What are your weaknesses?"

His words immediately angered several elders, especially the elder Ghost Che who was hit by rocks all over his body, he spread his wings angrily, and rushed towards Li Xinglun.

The ghost car originally had ten heads, but after being bitten off by a tengu, it turned into a demon, causing disasters with bleeding and falling feathers.As early as in ancient times, it was said that where the ghost car's blood dripped, no grass would grow.Its falling feathers are demon fire, and if it touches it, it will turn into ashes.

Elder Ghost Che screamed at the sky, spread his wings, and the crimson flames ignited, and the entire valley was enveloped in flames, making Li Xinglun, who seemed to be holding only one bone, extremely small.

And under the power of heaven and earth, Li Xinglun jumped up lightly, waved the monster bone in his hand, and the rare divine power in the entire Wuling Valley gathered with his movements, forming a vortex of divine power around the monster bone .

The demon fire touched the vortex of divine power and was immediately absorbed by the divine power. The demon fire that was powerful enough to burn the entire Wuling Valley couldn't even break through the vortex of divine power around Li Xinglun, and couldn't hurt him at all.

Changkong Zhuoyu looked at Li Xinglun who was in the fire, and finally understood why his disciple, who had been watching him from behind, wanted to make the first move.

Nuwa's inheritance was originally prepared for Nuwa's descendants, and countless people or demons flocked to it, but in fact, except for those who truly had the protection of Nuwa's soul, neither the soul nor the body could bear this inheritance.And this point, the elders of the Yao clan don't know, the people who came to steal the demon spirit don't know, and even the demon spirit himself doesn't know.

According to Nuwa's design, Baihuamen should know about it, but they will only choose the real Nuwa's successor, so there is no need to say this.However, the demon spirit didn't know about this, so she handed over a part of the inheritance to Li Xinglun. Even though it was only a very small part, the ancient god's divine sense was not something ordinary people could bear.

Fortunately, Li Xinglun is a blood cultivator, his body and soul are much stronger than others under the blessing of special blood patterns.He forcibly resisted the impact of divine power, retreated for a whole year, and integrated that little bit of divine thought into his divine soul, but this fusion was only forcibly suppressed. Li Xinglun should have been working hard to absorb these things that almost swallowed him since he woke up. The ancient god consciousness of the soul.In order to completely integrate this divine sense, he must immediately use the method of using the divine power taught in the divine sense, and completely turn it into his own income, so that he can absorb this power.

And this power will not increase his realm, but it will stabilize his soul, making his soul as strong as the ancient gods, and no matter what happens, he will not be completely out of his wits.In addition to the attributes of the blood cultivator itself, once the absorption is successful, Li Xinglun can be said to be immortal from now on, no matter who is in the cultivation world, he will not be able to kill him completely.

After figuring this out, although Chang Kong Zhuoyu was very worried about his apprentice, he still held back and did not make a move. He looked at Li Xinglun in the flames with concern, and secretly clenched his fists to cheer for his apprentice.