The Demonic Magic Emperor

The Ten Mountain Beast

In the shadow mountain forest, a black robe stood silently on the mountain peak and looked forward. As far as the eye could see, it was a tall city gate, written with three golden characters, "Qingming City".

The corner of the mouth slightly curved upwards, and the black robe turned around and walked slowly. Behind him were two piles of dark powder, when the wind blew, it flew with the wind.

A quarter of an hour later, a black robe came under the gate.

"Wait, what about your pass?"

A clash of crisp metal Qiang sounded, and two guards guarded the two steel spears in front of him, and a six-pronged energy whole body loomed.

Slowly took out a metal mark engraved with the word "You" from his arm, and the black-robed man nodded and handed it over. The two guards looked, nodded slightly at each other, and put away the steel spear.

"Lake in!"

With a slight nod, the black-robed man walked step by step, but after he walked out a hundred meters, he looked back at the two men, revealing a disdainful smile.

"It's no use!"

The black robe slowly raised its head, revealing its original appearance, it was Zhuofan.

He had been away from the Luo family for over a month, and the first place he decided to go to was Qingming City. This was the site of the Ghost Valley, just as the Qianlong Pavilion was stationed in Fenglin City, there were also the Ghost Valley people stationed here.

Therefore, Zhuo Fancai hid his figure under a black robe.

The reason why he had to risk his life to come to the other party's site was also because he had to come Who made the gathering place for the most ferocious beasts, as well, This Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain next to Qingming City?

But because of this, the investigation of Qingming City would be extremely strict.

It should be known that no matter if it was a true street cultivator or a demon path cultivator, the way to increase strength by yourself was not just hard training. The external conditions of spirit warriors, magic treasures, spiritual pets, and monsters were also very important factors, perhaps they could save their lives in crisis.

Like the Elder Ghost Valley, the monster Hering Jian Fan devoured the crow.Due to its purple eyes, it made it difficult for the three elders of the Qianlong Pavilion to join.

The third rank spirit warrior in Long Jiu's hands, the arrogant dragon sword, could also force two Nether Valley elders with one sword.

It could be seen how important these external factors were to the strength of a cultivator.

Other than monsters and spirit pets, other than elves like baby Zhuofan's Christmas blood, the main source was these spirit beasts. The true path cultivators tamed them as their spiritual help, and the demonic pathological cultivators sacrificed them as their own monsters.

However, Qingming City, the indispensable place of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range with the greatest number of spirit beasts, was placed within the sphere of influence of the Nether Valley at the beginning of the formation of the Tianyu Empire, which makes many cultivators want to get their own spiritual help.You have to get permission from the Ghost Valley.

Ghost Valley also filled in the large-tailed wolves, and set up a checkpoint a mile away.Only after verifying identity, a unique permit would be issued, and people would have to enter the city with credentials.

But how could Zhuofan reveal his true identity?

So outside the city gates, he slaughtered two licensees, won a permit, and walked cheerfully.

"Well, this Nether Valley series also enveloped some timid and frightening things. But anyone with little guts, or a strong person above Tianxuan, who would care about you?" Zhuo Fan grinned, sneered loudly, sneered. Step forward

He was going to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and he would also find rare spirit beasts, sixth level spirit beasts, lightning birds!

According to Long Jiu, if you want to enter Luoleixia, you must pass through that purple lightning. According to his description, Zhuo Fan was able to confirm that Purple Thunder was by no means the Purple Thunder of the Three Heavens that Long Jiu had developed, but which was stronger, might reach the Sixth Heaven.

Such power, even those who were strong in divine light, did not dare to touch it so easily.

Therefore, before clarifying the ban on Luoleixia, he had to find something to block the mine for her. Thunder Skylark was the best choice to survive the power of devouring lightning.

If you turn him into a monster, with Tianmo Dahua's tactics, you should be able to enter smoothly.

Zhuo Fan now only wished that the Purple Thunder in Luoleixia was truly a sixfold sky. If it is stronger, I fear that even Thunder Skylark cannot withstand it, and it will be wiped out.

At that time, he will die.

Zhuo Fan took a deep breath and stepped much bigger. If the ruins of the Celestial Emperor were truly tempting, he would not take this risk.

Slap it!

Suddenly, as he stepped forward, something dark suddenly fell onto his arm. Zhuo Fan looked down, and turned out to be a tattered black beggar.

Zhuo Fan was stunned, and he did not feel angry, but he did not wait for him to shout, but in his ear came the voice of a little beggar who begged: "Please, don't make a sound!"

Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows, not knowing why. At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared from behind him. There were more than thirty people, each one was cultivating Qiqiu.

Since the little beggar was hiding in front of Zhuofan, Zhuofan's black robe was very generous, and the people did not see him at all.

"Did you find it?"

"No!"

"What are you doing here? You haven't rushed to find him? If you can't find it, beware of the old master asking your head." A man like a housekeeper shouted at everyone, but the others did not dare to squeak.

Zhuo Fan did not look at him, moved his footsteps, and cut across him to continue.

"Ah, this brother ..."

The little beggar was stunned and rushed in pursuit in front of Zhuo Fan, revealing a dirty face full of black and gray, and laughed and said: "Thank you very much, otherwise, if not ..."

Zhuo Fan did not speak and continued to cut him off.

The little beggar could not help but blink and continued on: "This brat, you from out of town, can you take me out, please!"

“You have to go out, go alone, and you don't have to prove it outside the city!” Zhuo Fan said as he walked.

The little beggar's face was hard to bear, he couldn't hold his bite, and suddenly his nose pumped twice, and tears welled up in his eyes, "The brother of this man, I didn't hide it. I've stolen their stuff. If I let them If you get it, you won't let me go. Please, take me out. "

Unable to help laughing, Zhuo Fan gave him a deep look: "At the age of fifteen or six, with four encounters, he is no longer weak at your age. The poor generally cannot achieve this exercise, you are truly a beggar What is it? "

Hearing this, the little beggar stopped crying, his eyes twirling, as if thinking about how to explain it.

Zhuo Fan smiled and then said, "Well, even if what you say is true, what I will do for you, it will only offend the local troops. So, I really can't think of any reason to help you!"

After speaking, Zhuo Fan shook his head with a smile and walked forward. The little beggar was stunned on the ground, and he was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say. He never imagined that Zhuo Fan was a real person.

At first, the little beggar saw her helping herself, and thought she was a kind person.

“Did you go to the Ten Beast Mountains?” The little beggar shouted behind him.

Zhuo Fan continued walking and said lightly, "The people who came here went to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range. Can they come to the tomb of the Nether Valley?"

Hearing this, the little beggar froze again, and he could not help but say anything. This kid has such a big tone, how dare he curse Ninggu so much, doesn't he want to live?

But the more Zhuo Fan was like this, the more surprised the little beggar was.

"If you want to go to the Ten Beasts Mountain Range, you might have to wait three months. You can't leave today."

Zhuo Fan's legs stagnated, his brows furrowed gently: "Why?"

The little beggar raised his eyebrows and jumped up and down in front of Zhuo Fan, laughing: "Say, King Kong Quicksand will soon be out of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, so the people in the Nether Valley in these three months had blocked the Thousand Beasts Mountain, no one else was allowed to enter. "

King Kong quicksand?

Zhuo Fan was surprised, but his heart was overjoyed.

This Vajra Quicksand is called the earth lineage. It's very rare and very rare. This was the refining material of fifth grade spirit warriors. But the most important thing is that it is the flowing steel that best matches the baby's birth blood.

His blood baby was about to break through the bone forging territory, and he needed materials to repair the entity. At that time, the blood baby can be right and wrong, which is actually killing the invisible, which is actually refined steel, which can be used as magic treasures, he said, and it won't be so easily hurt.

If there was this body of Vajra quicksand, it was thought that even if there was a direct conflict with lord Tianxuan, it was not a problem.

Thinking of this, Zhuofan's eyes suddenly shone with delight.

Seemingly seeing Zhuo Fan's intentions, the little beggar coughed twice and raised his head proudly: "Let's make a deal. If you are willing to take me out of the city, then I will take you around the road towards the Beast Mountains. When the Diamond Sands are dug up, we can steal them if they're not ready. "

Zhuo Fan chuckled under his heart, how could such an important thing not be closely guarded, and how could he steal it so easily? However, one can lead the way to sneak in, and don't fight grass and snakes, it's not bad.

“Agree!” Zhuo Fan nodded.

The beggar immediately reached out and blinked at her, meaning clear.

Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly and gave a high five with him.

"Haha ... Incredibly, someone finally took me away from this ghost place." The little beggar laughed happily, and his little body jumped. "Yes, brother, what's your name?"

"Zhuofan!"

Zhuo Fan did not dodge because he knew that even if Ninggu knew the Luo family, he should not know the name of his servant. As for the killing of the two elders, only Yang Ming knew, but did he come back and say someone believed him?

So Zhuofan was determined to rot in his stomach. Otherwise, tell people that when Elder Jane was killed by a boy in Qiqijing, she fled, then could she still have a way of life?

Moreover, even if he said, how would the people of the Nether Valley preach everywhere, and think that his face was not big enough?

The little beggar rolled his eyes and laughed loudly: "Sister Zhuo, call me Xiaoning."

“I call it that!” Zhuo Fan nodded, unconcerned as he knew it was a fake name.

The little beggar pouted and gave him a deep look, full of surprise. Zhuo Fan gave him a different feeling from everyone he had ever seen, filled with mysteries ...