Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

After walking out of the prison, Mo Fan's aura became more restrained than before. He looked up at the scorching sun on the top of the western mountains and found that it was almost dusk.

"Congratulations, you have broken through to the late King Realm!"

Yun Rou looked towards Mo Fan, her eyes like crescent moons.

"Well, I have to thank you for that!"

Mo Fan nodded, then looked at Yun Rou and smiled, "If you hadn't helped me, I probably wouldn't have been able to break through so quickly."

"You can always think of other ways even without my help." Yun Rou shrugged.

Mo Fan smiled but did not refute. After all, he was not far from a breakthrough. Looking at Yun Rou's beautiful eyes, he suddenly seemed to think of something and asked, "I remember that there seem to be three demon ancestors on the Black Nether side, right?"

"Who is the other one?"

"You should be talking about Heidian, but I advise you to give up the idea of ​​devouring him." Yun Rou's words were full of helplessness, "Heidian is different from Heiyu. Although he also has the surname Hei, he is not a descendant of Hei Ming's bloodline, so he can't be considered a member of the Black Tiger lineage. He is just an ordinary tiger demon who has achieved success in cultivation."

"And like Xiong Shi, he doesn't intend to go all the way with Hei Ming. After all, they are loyal to Bai Sheng Shan, so what they see is Bai Sheng Shan and their own interests. Naturally, they are not traitors like Hei Ming."

"Can't swallow it?"

Mo Fan sighed and shrugged, "Okay, I get it!"

Yun Rou frowned slightly upon hearing this, then looked at Mo Fan seriously and said in a deep voice: "This magical power of yours is very terrifying. It's best not to let other great monsters know that you can practice by devouring other monsters, otherwise it will be very disadvantageous to you!"

"I understand. That's why I used the Qi Condensation Technique to conceal my cultivation level since I walked out of the prison."

Mo Fan nodded, then looked at Yun Rou and grinned, "Your Highness the Saint will keep this a secret for me, right?"

"That depends on your sincerity!"

Yun Rou immediately laughed. Even though her face was covered by the veil, Mo Fan was still slightly stunned.

After noticing Mo Fan's appearance, Yun Rou's smile became even more intense, and at the same time, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes. She took a step forward, came close to Mo Fan, then stuck her head out and moved closer to Mo Fan, until they could almost feel each other's breath, and then she stopped.

"So what are you going to do?"

"If you don't satisfy me, this Saint will not keep your secret!"

Yun Rou stared at Mo Fan's eyes and found that this guy's eyes seemed very beautiful too.

"Your Highness, you are playing with fire!"

But at this moment, Mo Fan's voice rang out, and then he put his arms around Yun Rou's slender waist, and then kissed her as she exclaimed.

They separate as soon as they touch.

Although there was a veil of magic between them, Mo Fan still felt the warm touch.

Yun Rou turned into a shadow and retreated several feet away in an instant. Her eyes were wide open, staring at Mo Fan, her towering chest heaving, her eyes full of surprise.

Looking at Yun Rou's astonished eyes, Mo Fan raised his lips slightly, feeling extremely satisfied, and said with a chuckle, "Saint Lady, how about this sincerity?"

"You...how could you do this..."

Yun Rou raised her hand and pointed at Mo Fan, her brows slightly furrowed, her voice trembling slightly as if she was angry.

"Uh... I thought you liked it, it seems I misunderstood..."

Mo Fan touched his nose awkwardly and said helplessly: "Okay, if that's the case, then I won't kiss you anymore!"

"you……!!"

Yun Rou was extremely angry, but she didn't know what to say, so she simply soared into the sky.

"Mo Fan, you are just a piece of stupid wood!"

Looking at Yun Rou's receding back, Mo Fan heard her voice. The embarrassment on his face disappeared instantly, and then he sighed heavily.

"Since ancient times, love has always been in vain, but this king is too outstanding!"

Mo Fan shook his head, his mood was naturally complicated. His behavior just now was actually a subconscious behavior that he couldn't help. It would be a pity not to taste the meat that was delivered to his door.

"Sure enough, I am still influenced by my demon nature. Otherwise, I would not have done such a vulgar thing. I am still a gentle demon after all."

"But the feeling of touching you just now was really wonderful..."

Mo Fan smiled unconsciously, and then waved to the rhinoceros beetle waiting in the distance. Upon seeing this, the rhinoceros beetle flapped its wings and flew over.

"Owner!"

The rhinoceros beetle flew in front of Mo Fan and immediately spoke to him respectfully.

"Well, let's go, let's go back!"

Mo Fan nodded, and with a flash of his body, he appeared on top of the rhinoceros beetle’s smooth, black head.

"Master, where are we going back to?"

The rhinoceros beetle suddenly asked.

Mo Fan was startled when he heard this. Then he remembered that Changgui Mountain had been destroyed by Hei Ming. After thinking for a while, he said directly: "Let's go to Lianshan first!"

In Mo Fan's opinion, the matter of Baisheng Mountain has come to an end, but the Ghost Demon King and the Black Water Demon are still waiting for him in Lianshan, so naturally he wants to take those two seniors away with him.

When Mo Fan returned to Lianshan, he saw a young figure beside Yun Rou. It was Bing Er, whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Bing Er, long time no see!"

Mo Fan smiled and greeted him. He was not surprised that Bing Er was here.

She was just imprisoned in Tongtian Ridge by Hei Ming. Now Hei Ming has rebelled, Hei Yan and Hei Yu have fallen one after another, and the blood relatives of the Black Tiger lineage have been almost wiped out. Bing Er was naturally rescued.

"Your Highness, I have already heard what the young lady said. Thank you very much for this!"

Bing Er was also very happy to see Mo Fan coming, and immediately bowed respectfully to Mo Fan.

"We are friends, it's too formal to say thank you!"

Mo Fan waved his hand and smiled again, "By the way, I am not a saint son. Your young lady is the saint of Baisheng Mountain. You should call me Laibao!"

"No, the lady said, it was you who killed Heiyan and won the Holy Son election, so you can also be considered the Holy Son of my Baisheng Mountain!" Bing Er shook his head seriously.

"That's right. There is no rule that says that my White Holy Mountain can only have one Holy Son, so you can also be considered the Holy Son of my White Holy Mountain. I don't think the other great demons will think there is anything wrong with that."

Yun Rou said to Mo Fan. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to being the cold and beautiful woman who sat high on the top of the Green Lotus Tower. She no longer had the attitude of a little girl.

"It's up to you!"

Mo Fan shrugged his shoulders, and then as if he had thought of something, he opened his mouth and released Soldier One, Soldier Three and six others from his bag.

Naturally, they were very happy to see each other. After being thankful that everyone was fine, they all bowed to Mo Fan to express their gratitude for saving his life, which made Mo Fan feel quite embarrassed for a while.

In fact, he came here just to rescue Yun Rou from the beginning and didn't think too much about it.

Since the demon ancestor Zhan Ao had not returned yet, Mo Fan was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he asked Yun Rou to send a demon to bring in the ancestor Bai Lu and the other demons Zhazha who were guarding outside Baisheng Mountain.

In this way, Zhazha and other little demons took advantage of Mo Fan and became the guests who ate and drank for free in Baisheng Mountain.

In a blink of an eye, a month passed and Zhan Ao finally returned.

"I chased that fellow Hei Ming all the way to the sea, and finally severely injured him, but he still managed to escape. I don't think he will be able to recover within ten years!"

Zhan Ao's words made the great monsters in Baisheng Mountain feel more at ease, and also made Mo Fan breathe a sigh of relief.

ten years?

Why ten years?

By then, even if Hei Ming came to seek revenge, he would probably not be afraid of him!

It is worth mentioning that during this month, You Er and Hu Jingjing successively survived the calamity of the demon king.

Among them, Hu Jingjing had a narrow escape from death. Her whole body was almost burnt after the tribulation. If You Er had not begged Mo Fan to save her, there would probably be another grave mound in Baisheng Mountain.

On the contrary, You Er's tribulation was not as grand as imagined. As soon as the thunderclouds appeared, they were shattered by the compass of fate in this guy's mind.

After Zhan Ao returned, Mo Fan and his party finally set out on their journey home. However, there were three more king-level monsters among their companions, which made Patriarch Bai Lu sigh.

"This kid is so lucky!"