Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

The Green Lion Demon Ancestor's expression turned gloomy. He did not expect that the Purple Mist Demon Ancestor actually intended to take action.

At any other time, he would not be afraid of the other party.

But it is different now. Just as Purple Mist Demon Ancestor said, although his cultivation is higher than Purple Mist Demon Ancestor, he is not sure he can completely protect the Holy Son.

If the Holy Son died here, he would find it difficult to explain to the Holy King.

The Green Lion Demon Ancestor's expression changed several times, but he finally returned to normal, laughing and saying, "Zi Lan, it's been more than a hundred years, why are you still so impulsive?

My Holy Son from Lion King Ridge is indeed here, but isn’t your Holy Son from White Holy Mountain also here?

If a fight really breaks out, no one will be happy, so why bother? "

"Since you are afraid that I will kill your Holy Son, then show me some respect!"

The Purple Mist Demon Ancestor snorted coldly. Seeing that the other party was unwilling to attack, he also slightly restrained the ancestral realm and did not allow it to spread further. However, he did not retract it completely. He looked at the other party with a stern face and said in a deep voice: "Even if Bai Sheng is gone, my Bai Sheng Mountain is not something that anyone can bully!"

"Senior, you misunderstood. We are not here to make enemies. It's just that I heard that your Baisheng Mountain recently chose a female demon as the saint, so I was very curious and wanted to see the beauty of your Baisheng Mountain Saint!"

At this moment, the blond young man who had remained silent spoke.

With a smile on his face, he glanced at Yun Rou, Hei Yi, Bai Shuang and other girls, and said with a smile: "I wonder which of you beautiful girls is the Saint of Bai Sheng Mountain?"

"You are the Holy Son of Lion King Ridge, right?"

Just as Yun Rou was about to speak, Mo Fan asked first.

"Yes, I am the Holy Son of Lion King Ridge. Which one are you?"

The blond youth looked at Mo Fan. When he found out that he was only at the King Realm, he immediately frowned and said, “Do you have the right to speak here?”

Mo Fan's eyes flickered when he heard this, but he did not get angry. Instead, he turned his eyes and said to Feng Gu who was about to watch the show: "Son, he is scolding you!"

"..."

Feng Gu's face twitched and he said angrily: "Laibao, do you think I'm deaf? He is clearly scolding you!"

"So the Holy Son also knows that he is scolding me?"

Mo Fan suddenly understood, and then said helplessly: "I am accompanying you on the order of the Holy King. In other words, I am your demon, representing you and the Holy King. If this guy scolds me, isn't that just a disguised way of scolding you, Your Highness the Holy Son?"

"..."

This time, not only Feng Gu’s face twitched, but a group of big monsters were all speechless.

Mo Fan's statement is somewhat far-fetched.

Even the blond young man's face twitched slightly, but he soon looked at Feng Gu, his eyes narrowed slightly, "So you are the Holy Son of Fengming Mountain, Feng Gu?"

Seeing this, Mo Fan immediately took a step back, came to Feng Gu, and said to him: "Son, this guy is calling you!"

"I'm not deaf yet!"

Feng Gu rolled his eyes. Although he knew that Mo Fan was trying to divert the blame, he didn’t care. He nodded and said, “Yes, I am Feng Gu!”

Seeing Feng Gu's admission, the blond youth's eyes became brighter, and he grinned and said, "I have heard that you are very powerful and possess the legendary Phoenix Divine Body. When you were in the Demon General realm, you were chased by a great demon from the ancestral realm, but you miraculously survived!

Later, after entering the king realm, he went to a secret place in the sea, but was besieged by powerful humans again. Not only did he survive, he also killed an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage of the human race!

From now on, you are hailed as the First Holy Son of the Hundred Thousand Mountains!"

The First Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Mountains?

Mo Fan was a little surprised when he heard this. He turned his head to glance at the pretty boy beside him, but he couldn't associate him with the so-called First Holy Son.

"This guy is obviously just a pretty boy, is he really that powerful?"

Mo Fan muttered in his heart that the battle record described by the blond young man was really too shocking.

He glanced around and found that except for Patriarch Bai Lu and Demon Ancestor Zi Lan who had calm expressions, even the Zhan Feng couple and Bai Feng all had shocked expressions on their faces.

Obviously, this was the first time they heard about Feng Gu's battle achievements.

"You seem to be quite familiar with my achievements!"

Feng Gu looked at the blond young man with some surprise.

His words undoubtedly confirmed the achievements mentioned by the blond young man, which immediately made Mo Fan look at Feng Gu with new eyes.

When in the demon general realm, survived being hunted down by a big demon from the ancestral realm!

He broke through the siege with the realm of Demon King, and even crossed the realm to kill a human cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage!

Both of these records were enough to shock Mo Fan.

"No wonder he is hailed as the First Holy Son of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. These achievements are truly astonishing enough!"

Mo Fan murmured in his heart, but then he changed his mind and whispered: "But compared to me, it's just barely good enough!"

Mo Fan was not bragging. When he was at the Demon General level, he had killed a great demon from the Ancestral Level. In terms of battle record, he could defeat an entire mountain range of Fenggu!

Although he killed Lei Yu Zidian by taking advantage of the rules of Longxu Land, this is an undeniable fact!

"Not only do I know about your achievements, I'm also very interested in you!"

The blond young man smiled, then pushed the witch away, took a step forward, grinned at Feng Gu and said, "Feng Gu, do you know who I am?"

"Oh?"

Feng Gu raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing!"

"you……!"

The blond young man was immediately frustrated when he heard this, and was a little angry, but soon calmed down and sneered: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, I am the Holy Son of Lion King Ridge, Qing Hou!"

"I believe you have heard of my name!"

"Sorry, never heard of it!"

Feng Gu shrugged, and then said to Qing Hou, whose face was slightly stiff, "This may have hurt your self-esteem, but this Saint Son never tells lies. I really have never heard of your name!"

After these words came out, regardless of Qinghu's mood, even Mo Fan's face twitched, thinking, "This guy thinks that hurting me once is not enough, so he came to do it twice, hurting me twice?"

At this time, Mo Fan finally understood why the Fire Phoenix Saint King wanted him to accompany him. It was really because His Royal Highness the Saint Son was a little too "straightforward". If he didn't watch carefully, he might really cause a lot of trouble!

"You...you must have done this on purpose! How is it possible that you have never heard of the name of this Saint Son?!"

Qinghu was furious and a little crazy.

"I'm sorry, it's not just you. I know very little about the other Saints as well. Because in my opinion, only the strong ones who can really fight with me are worthy of being remembered by me!"

Feng Gu spread his hands, and Mo Fan couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead.

This time, even Patriarch Bai Lu couldn't help but turn his head to take a closer look at his own holy son.

Well, three goals...

Qinghu also lowered his head at this time, veins bulged on his forehead, he clenched his fists, and his tall and burly body trembled slightly.

"Is this guy going to explode?"

Mo Fan's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this, and then he blinked at Yun Rou who was still looking shocked on the other side.

Yun Rou: “…”

Although she was speechless, Yun Rou understood Mo Fan's intention. She knew that he was deliberately diverting trouble to someone else in order to remove herself from this turmoil.

Thinking of this, Yun Rou's eyes suddenly became much gentler when she looked at Mo Fan.

"You...are so abominable!"

"This is really too much bullying!!"

Qinghu suddenly raised his head, his eyes turned blood red, and stared at Fenggu.

"Wow! This is the maximum anger value!"

"Double the effect!"

Mo Fan's eyes lit up and he immediately looked excited.