Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Mo Fan finally discovered it. As the strength of this guy improved, he became more and more bold. He really dared to say anything.

Just when Mo Fan was about to scold him, this guy turned into a mini chilong again, took advantage of the moment Mo Fan opened his mouth, flew into his mouth, and took the initiative to fly towards the pocket space.

"Dad, although I haven't fully digested the power of the evil dragon yet, my cultivation has broken through to the middle stage of the Demon King. I think I will be able to break the restrictions on the fairy treasure soon!"

The weird voice suddenly reached Mo Fan's ears, which immediately made him look happy and immediately praised: "As expected of my Mo Fan's son!"

Then he changed his tone again, "But you still have to speed up, otherwise we may be in danger soon!"

"Well, dad, don't worry!"

Hearing Mo Fan's approval, Wei Wei felt warm in his heart.

From the moment he emerged from his shell, he had already identified Mo Fan as his father. In fact, Mo Fan did take good care of him.

Just now, such a precious opportunity was given to him, which made Wei Wei feel even more grateful.

In fact, Mo Fan also had the idea of ​​​​devouring the Chilong Holy King, but he gave up in the end. The main reason was that he wanted to fulfill the son of the dragon, Yingyingguai.

There is no way, who told him to recognize this dragon son?

It is not difficult to deduce something from the information he received.

Whether it is the dragon loach, the Yingying monster, the Black Dragon King or even the Chilong Holy King, they are actually of the same origin, and they are all transformed from the flesh and blood of the ancient Chilong.

Therefore, if Yingying Monster wants to continue to grow and evolve into a truly perfect Chilong, he must devour the Chilong Holy King!

At least this will save Yingyingguai from taking many detours.

As for Mo Fan, his cultivation at the moment has reached the level of the Demon King. The top priority is to survive the Demon King's Thunder Tribulation, so that he can fully master the power of the King.

Although swallowing the Chilong Holy King would allow him to achieve a huge breakthrough and even control the opponent's magical powers, in Mo Fan's opinion, it was still far less beneficial than allowing the Yingying monster to grow.

With the Heaven-Swallowing Magical Power, which can be called a bug, Mo Fan has no worries about making breakthroughs in his cultivation.

As long as you give him time, he can surpass everything!

After figuring this out, he released Yingying Monster at the critical moment and fulfilled his wish.

This battle completely shocked all the monks in the cave!

Even Taoist Qingfeng looked at Mo Fan solemnly and said to himself: "The fortunes of heaven and earth are indeed tilted towards the demon clan. If this child is allowed to grow up, he will be a big trouble for our human race in the future!"

"Ancestor, do you plan to personally kill that monster here?"

On the side, Xuan Yan, who had long fiery red hair, couldn't help but look at Taoist Qingfeng who had only one arm left. There were flames dancing in her eyes, as if she was extremely excited.

Taoist Qingfeng's face suddenly stiffened when he heard this. He silently lowered his head and glanced at the bloody cut sleeve on his right shoulder. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "This kid has become a climate. In this secret realm, unless you completely control the immortal Treasure, otherwise I’m afraid no one will be his opponent!”

As soon as these words came out, all the monks from Tianxuan Holy Land turned ugly.

"Old Ancestor, it's all the disciple's fault. It's the disciple who failed to protect the fairy sword. I'm willing to accept the punishment!"

Xuan Jian looked remorseful as he came to Taoist Qingfeng and lowered his head.

"It has nothing to do with you. If the demon cultivator wants to take action, no one can stop him, not even me."

Taoist Qingfeng shook his head, looked at the figure that attracted everyone's attention, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that this kid could hide so deeply and actually killed that evil dragon with his own strength. It's really scary!"

"Ancestor, you are too ambitious for others and have destroyed your own prestige!"

Xuan Yan immediately frowned when she heard this and snorted coldly: "That evildoer just took advantage. The evil dragon was severely damaged by you ancestors earlier. Even if there is still fighting power, there is not much left!"

Taoist Qingfeng just shook his head when he heard this and said nothing more.

He had fought against the Chilong Holy King and even had an arm broken because of it, so he naturally understood how terrifying that evil dragon was, and it was far from being as simple as Xuan Yan said.

Seeing that Taoist Qingfeng didn't answer, Xuanyan sneered again: "No matter how powerful that monster is, can he still beat all the monks here?"

"Now that the evil dragon is dead, the monster holding the fairy sword has become the target of public criticism. I don't believe he still has the strength to kill all the monks here!"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Qingfeng glanced at the surrounding monks and found that they were all staring at Mo Fan, but for a while no one dared to make any move.

After all, the scene where Mo Fan single-handedly slaughtered the Chilong Holy King was still playing out in their minds, and the opponent seemed to have a golden chilong on him, which made them even more afraid to act rashly.

"My little fellow Taoist is really amazing. I didn't expect to be able to slay that evil dragon. I admire you!"

At this time, a figure floated forward and stood more than ten feet away from Mo Fan.

This man's beard and hair are white, and he is wearing a blood-stained Taoist robe. He is Situ Yunzhen, the ancestor of Nascent Soul of Tianlu Holy Land!

However, he looked a little embarrassed at this moment, and even the blood on the corner of his mouth had not been completely wiped off, but his slightly cloudy eyes were looking at the fairy sword in Mo Fan's hand.

"But my little Taoist friend seems to have obtained a treasure just now, so should I hand over this fairy sword so that we can have a chance?"

Listening to Situ Yunzhen's strange words, Mo Fan immediately sneered and said lightly: "I just said that whoever can kill the Chilong Saint King will get this sword!"

"But it's a pity that the evil dragon seems to have been killed by the king himself!"

As Mo Fan spoke, he grabbed the bloody dragon heart in front of him, raised it high, and said calmly: "If anyone has any objections, you can come up and feel it, this heart is still warm! "

As he spoke, he changed his voice, cast his cold gaze on Situ Yunzhen, and said with a chuckle: "Of course, if someone insists on taking the fairy sword from my hand, then come!"

"I would like to see which one of your hearts or the dragon's heart is brighter, and which one...is darker!"

"you……!!"

Situ Yunzhen was immediately furious when he heard this.

"Hahahaha... Situ Yunzhen, are you bullying my demon clan, Wu Yao?"

At this time, a loud laughter came from the sky, and then Bai Lu's figure appeared in front of Mo Fan.

"My good nephew, he is worthy of being the inheritor of the White Tiger Holy King. This time he has really made our demon clan of Shiwanda Mountain look great!"

Bai Lu spoke with a look of relief, and then said to Mo Fan: "Don't worry, my dear nephew, since you have obtained this immortal sword, it belongs to our demon clan. Whoever wants to take this sword away from you will still have to do it." You have to ask us demon cultivators if they agree!"

As he said that, he turned around, glanced not far away, and laughed: "Old water demon, aren't you going to help your neighbor?"

After saying this, he looked at the Holy Son of Baixiangling again, grinned and said: "Little fat man, you Baixiangling are also part of my Hundred Thousand Mountains. The fairy sword cannot fall into the hands of foreigners!"

"Although you guys are a little bit uglier, you are still a member of our demon tribe. Why are you so out of sight at this time? Are you waiting to be hunted down in one fell swoop?"

"..."

All the demon clan forces were speechless when their names were called, but in the end they had to come to Mo Fan and make their attitude clear.

Only the black-robed ancestor from the Dragon King Sea not far away had a dark face and was not invited by Bai Lu.

As the demon clan took up their positions, the human monks also began to gather together. No matter the righteous path or the demonic path, it seemed that there was no barrier at this time, staring at the opposite side.

To be precise, he was staring at the fairy sword in Mo Fan’s hand!

Seeing that the eyes of both sides were about to spark, Mo Fan walked to the front of the group of monsters and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, this is not the time for us to fight among ourselves. I think it is time for us to deal with the rats in the dark! "

"Rumble..."

However, at this moment, the entire cave suddenly shook, and then corpses climbed up from the ground, and at the same time, countless decaying corpses crawled out from the ground...