Demon realm.
Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain.
Inside the Demon Palace.
Divine Son Feng Ming came hurriedly from outside the palace. When he saw Feng Xijiao who was sitting quietly in the palace practicing, he couldn't help but calm down his emotions and adjust his somewhat rapid breathing. He walked forward slowly and whispered softly.
"Grandma, my grandson just received the news that Yang Fan has returned from Federal Central City and is now in Jinghua City."
"Oh?" Feng Xijiao raised her eyes slightly: "So, the one who died in my hands last time was really Yang Fan's clone?"
Divine Son Fengming said: "It has been confirmed that Yang Fan has always been as cunning as a fox. Last time he used his clone to openly enter our Ten Thousand Demons Mountain as a prisoner."
"Not only did he steal all kinds of secret treasures that his grandson carried with him and the Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasure given by his father, he even robbed the royal treasure house that our Fire Phoenix clan had accumulated for nearly a hundred years!"
As soon as this was mentioned, Feng Ming Shenzi hated Yang Fan so much that he wished he could eat his flesh raw and drink his blood.
That experience was definitely the most humiliating one in Son Fengming's life.
Yang Fan just stole its strongest trump card and abducted his father's essence and blood clone.
Afterwards, when God Son Fengming felt that the situation was lost and he would no longer be the opponent of Great Elder Feng Qi, he wanted to retreat behind the scenes and rely on the resources in the treasure house to practice in seclusion and strive to improve his own strength.
This was even more tragic.
What's more, even their family's treasure house was looted by Yang Fan, the murderer of a thousand swords, at some point.
Attention, it is a real looting!
Not even a stone box or animal skin containing spiritual fruits or demon cores was spared, and not even a hair was left for Fengming Divine Son.
Returning to the pre-liberation period one night, Fengming God Son completely stopped thinking about using the resources of the treasure house to attack the semi-emperor or even the emperor realm.
Therefore, during the period before Feng Xijiao returned to Ten Thousand Demons Mountain, the life of Divine Son Fengming was extremely difficult.
The Great Elder Fengqi directly attributed all the sins to Divine Son Fengming, suppressing the Crown Prince to the point where he almost became autistic.
It's like a fallen phoenix, not even as good as a chicken. Wherever he goes, he is pointed out by others, saying he is a prodigal, a sinner of the Fire Phoenix clan, etc. It doesn't matter how unpleasant it sounds.
Without the Demon Emperor's spiritual treasure to protect him, and without the blessing of the innate purple energy, Fengming Divine Son's cultivation was not enough to suppress the elders in the clan, so he could only swallow his anger and hide in the underground secret room like an ostrich and never come out.
If Feng Xijiao hadn't made a strong return and suppressed all the elders with half-emperor power, God Son Fengming wouldn't have known how long he would have been huddled in the underground secret room.
"Then what do you think should be done?"
Feng Xijiao did not express her position clearly, but quietly asked Feng Ming Shen Zi.
Divine Son Fengming didn't even think about it and said directly: "Of course I will capture that guy and torture him severely. First, let him spit out the treasures of our Fire Phoenix clan, and then force him to terminate the pet beast contract with his father's clone. .”
Feng Xijiao twitched the corner of her mouth, raised her head, and looked at her grandson as if she were looking at an idiot.
"Xiao Fengming, you really think too highly of your grandmother. What makes you think that I can defeat a human being protected by the Demon Emperor's spiritual treasure?"
Do you want me to go and die
If she had known that Yang Fan actually had a Demon Emperor's Spirit Treasure refined by the Fire Phoenix Demon Emperor himself last time, Feng Xijiao would not have been so reckless and would have directly attacked Yang Fan's clone in the formation.
Fortunately, it was just a clone.
Otherwise, wouldn't Feng Xijiao be killed by the spiritual treasure refined by her son
I just want to ask you whether you have suffered a loss or are you aggrieved
Therefore, after returning from Jinghua City that day, Feng Xijiao immediately destroyed the Fire Phoenix tribesman who deliberately reported the news and lured it to attack and kill Yang Fan.
A mouthful of demonic fire spurted out, not even a single ash was left.
Divine Son Fengming said: "If we just capture him without killing him, we probably won't actively trigger the Demon King's Spiritual Treasure on him."
"Moreover, even if it is really triggered, the Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasure was refined by my father himself after all. It contains a trace of my father's imperial will. I shouldn't dare to take action against you, grandma, right?"
Divine Son Fengming has obviously also considered this issue.
It’s just that it doesn’t know that the Imperial Spiritual Treasure is a dead thing after all, and once it is triggered, any accident may happen.
Moreover, who can guarantee that Yang Fan only has one emperor-level spiritual treasure in his hand
"You think too simply!"
Feng Xijiao shook her head gently: "Not to mention whether the Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasure refined by your father has the function of distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy, do you think that Yang Fan is so easy to capture?"
"You also said that that kid is as cunning as a fox, and he is also timid and afraid of death. He even used a clone to set up the city defense formation. How could he easily leave the city?"
"The psychic energy array in Jinghua City is not a decoration. Even if your father came in person, he could not break it in a short time."
"Also, Yang Fan is accompanied by a strong half-emperor from the human race who is protecting him secretly. He will not give me the chance to attack him alone."
Although Zhuge Xincheng did not attack Feng Xijiao directly last time, Feng Xijiao was still wary of this old rival.
When she was young, she was a bit unable to defeat Zhuge Xincheng. Now that everyone has become a semi-emperor, Feng Xijiao still has no confidence when facing Zhuge Xincheng.
It is not sure that it can deal with Zhuge Xincheng, let alone Yang Fan who holds the Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasure.
Therefore, before she was absolutely sure, Feng Xijiao no longer dared to take risks easily.
After saying that, Feng Xijiao raised her head and glanced at the grandson in front of her again, and said softly:
"Furthermore, I have just received more accurate news. Just a few days ago, in order to attack the federal central city and destroy the city defense formation they built, the Dijiao clan in Yaosheng Ridge has lost three and a half people. Emperor."
"Do you know what this means?"
"This means that the half-emperor of the human race has begun to have no scruples, or that the jar has been broken."
"If my prediction is correct, it won't be long before a war breaks out between the human race and the demon race. At this time, whoever comes forward first will suffer first. You want us, Ten Thousand Monster Mountain, to become the strongest of the human race. Is it the first demon clan’s holy land that was destroyed?”
Divine Son Fengming couldn't help but trembled.
what is that
Three Half-Emperors died in Demon Saint Ridge at once? !
When did this happen? It didn't get any information at all.
"What the hell, it must be that old immortal Feng Qi who deliberately concealed the news from other demon clan holy lands from me! Otherwise, how could I not know about such a big thing happening?"
Feng Xijiao glanced at the grandson, as if she could see what he was thinking, and said softly: "You are the future master of Wanyao Mountain, you should be more open-minded, and don't want to compete with the clansmen under your command. The old people are having too much trouble."
"Elder Fengqi is an old man who is with your father. If you have the chance, it is best to ease the relationship with him. Only with his support can you, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, sit peacefully."
There was already a hint of scolding in his words.
A good Ten Thousand Demons Mountain was turned away by this grandson in just a few months and suffered heavy losses. The Half-Step Demon Emperor lost more than half of it. It was really too wasteful.
Divine Son Fengming's heart was trembling, and he quickly responded respectfully: "Grandma's lesson is right, my grandson will remember it!"
Needless to say, that old man Fengqi must have slandered his grandmother. Otherwise, how could the grandmother who always loved him the most suddenly become so lukewarm to him
Divine Son Fengming was so angry that his teeth itched in his heart, but his face had to pretend to be submissive as he listened to the teachings.
"Also." Feng Xijiao suddenly raised her head and stared at Divine Son Fengming seriously, "Tell grandma honestly why your father's essence and blood clone took the initiative to accept Yang Fan as his master. Is there any reason in this? What’s the hidden secret?”
This is also the real reason why Feng Xijiao has been reluctant to attack Yang Fan easily.
Last time, Zhuge Xincheng kept half of what he said and kept half of it, making Feng Xijiao feel confused all the time. She also had some doubts about Yang Fan's identity.
"this… "
Divine Son Fengming was stared at by Feng Xijiao so much that his breathing stagnated. He hesitated for a moment and then whispered to Feng Xijiao:
"The specific reason is not very clear to my grandson, but I once heard my father's clone mention it, as if Yang Fan is the one who is most likely to be attracted by the will of the origin star and possesses great luck."
"My father speculates that Yang Fan may have reached the key point if he wants to go one step further in the imperial realm, to advance above the imperial level, to truly transcend the realm of transcendence and gain freedom and mastery."
"Before the essence-blood clone of the father emperor, the essence-blood clone of the Tiger Demon Emperor had already taken Yang Fan as its master, and its cultivation level was advancing at an unusually fast rate!"
Feng Xijiao raised her eyebrows, and several black lines appeared on her face.
"Is this happening?!"
Why didn't you tell me about such an important thing earlier
If Yang Fan is really transformed by his original will, wouldn't it be a big misfortune for anyone who dares to kill him
This bastard actually encouraged me to capture Yang Fan alive just now. He has no good intentions!
"Before my father left, he told his grandson to keep it secret and not to tell anyone."
Feeling the shocking anger coming from Feng Xijiao, Fengming Divine Son quickly explained:
"This time, the grandma asked her mouth to speak, otherwise the grandson would not have revealed anything even if he died."
"Moreover, my grandson feels that his father's words are too illusory and may not be true."
Seeing that the expression on Feng Xijiao's face softened slightly, Divine Son Fengming continued:
"I have personally verified Yang Fan's background. He is just a human kid who got lucky and suddenly awakened his spiritual power and got some kind of secret opportunity. There is nothing to be afraid of!"
"After all, he only has the strength of a king now and his cultivation level is low. As long as grandma can catch him by surprise, capture his true body in one fell swoop, and find out his secrets and opportunities, she may not be able to occupy the magpie's nest and replace him!"
Feng Xijiao silently glanced at Fengming Shenzi, who thought she was very smart and was still there proudly. She suppressed the urge to slap her grandson to death and couldn't help but want to ask it.
Boy, do you think that all great demons who can become Demon Emperors are idiots? Your father would not have thought of such a simple truth, and the Tiger Demon Emperor would not have thought of it
If it weren't for a certain amount of telepathy, do you think one demon king after another would be so foolish as to give their essence and blood clones to a human race to be used as pet beasts
(End of chapter)