In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

Chapter 630 News about Yang Erlang

The magical power of regulating birds and gathering beasts is really useful. When faced with little demons whose cultivation is not as good as your own, you can directly crush them.

However, Cui Yu overlooked one thing. The magical power of regulating birds and gathering beasts is not a 'single attack', but a magical power of a group.

As Cui Yu mobilized his magical power, he could hear the flapping of birds' wings in the mountains, and the roars of animals. With Cui Yu as the center, all the birds and animals within a ten-mile radius gathered towards this place.

Looking at the birds flying from the mountains, Cui Yu quickly closed down his magical power, then looked at the yellow leather on the ground with his eyes. The next moment, he directly captured it with Qiankun in his sleeves, and then left a mark on his spiritual world.

Cui Yu subdued the two little demons and placed them on the ground again. He saw two small yellow men kneeling respectfully at Cui Yu's feet: "Greetings to the ancestor."

"I want to go to Yunling Jedi, do you two have a way?" Cui Yu lowered his head and looked down at the two little demons.

The two yellow skins looked at each other, with a hint of thinking in their eyes. After a moment, the yellow skin on the left said: "Ancestor, although we have not heard of the Yunling Jedi, there is indeed a great demon king nearby, occupying One of the seventy-two blessed lands, the 'Qianniu Peak' blessed land, has established a demon kingdom. If you want to know the news about the Yunling Jedi, you can go to Qianniu Peak for a visit."

"Qianniu Peak?" Cui Yu looked curious when he heard this: "What is the demon king capable of?"

"There is a great demon king in Qianniu Peak who is called 'Wang Yue'. Even among our demon clan, he is not weak. It is said that the demon king's strength can increase tenfold under the moonlight. This demon king can turn into something as small as a hill. , once devoured a small army of 10,000 demon clans and devoured the successor Huang Dalang Demon King, and then occupied this Huang Dalang." The big demon said awkwardly:

"You heard people say that this demon king has cultivated a divine light that can change the world for seven hours. This little demon king once froze mountains and rivers in a radius of 400. He was very bad."

Suddenly, a team of seven first-class elites from the demon clan rushed over and blocked the way of several people.

Looking at these ten little monsters, the weasel was so frightened that he stopped in his tracks. He didn't dare to continue walking, but lay trembling on the ground. The big monsters nearby were nowhere to be seen. They were all crawling on the ground and didn't dare to raise their heads.

"The laurel was stolen, and Xiao Wang got a little angry, but if there is no glimmer of hope, we can let it go. Although this guy is proficient in the art of change, as long as we investigate carefully, we will eventually find flaws. This art of change is not omnipotent. The key still depends on our methods. You heard people say, whether this person's methods are perfect or not, he still lacks some skills. If we find any trace, he will be dead!"

After hearing what Huang Siniang said, Niu Feng said angrily: "He is worried. Without you as a front shield for his seven people, even if Huang Dalang is destroyed, you can still lead them to fight out."

When they retreated a hundred meters away from the center, the eight people were blocked by the elites of the demon clan.

A group of eight people rushed towards the central area. The closer they got to the central area, the smaller the number of patrolling demon soldiers became.

There were only a few of them, they were just a group of big monsters that had become a habit, and Niu Feng didn't bother to pay attention to them.

"Young master, if you go eight hundred miles further, you will retreat into Huang Dalang's territory." The two yellow men stood up and beat Niu Feng's calves obediently, their eyes filled with disgrace.

"Ancestor, this is your first time here, please don't blame me, let's go!" Huang Siniang was so frightened that her legs weakened and she apologized repeatedly.

After letting Weng Mei wait for a long time, Huang Pizi returned: "Sir, we have found out the news. You can come as you wish."

After hearing Huang Pizi's words, Niu Feng touched his chin: "Bad means."

At most, the combat power will be worse than that of the weak Jin Chi.

Is it possible to make a move to rescue Gong Nanbei and the old Confucian scholar? He also took the opportunity to weigh the strength of the demon clan.

"Did you see it?" Niu Feng asked.

"The people coming from outside are idiots who know the rules. A hundred miles behind is the core area of ​​Weng Meijin. The core members who are not Huang Dalang have to step in. The eight of them should leave quickly!"

After saying this, the monster crowd exploded: "Two little kings? Two little kings are fighting? What happened? How come there are not two little kings? If there is no demon mirror, how can the demon mirror appear? In Weng Meijin?"

When Niu Feng heard this, he looked at the parrot and saw that the parrot's eyes were turning, revealing the four hexagrams, and his eyes were filled with evil curiosity.

"Ancestor, Huang Dalang is obviously not in trouble, so we should go, right? Now that Huang Dalang is in trouble, it would be great if we are implicated." Weng Meijin was not afraid.

This King Jinpeng is a bad person.

The one who spoke was a parrot demon. He was standing under the tree, explaining awkwardly, and ran over to chat.

Just when Niu Feng was thinking about whether he had been exposed and was ready to take action at any time, the leading tiger demon began to reprimand:

"You guys should stop talking nonsense, lest you cause trouble and lose your life." The crow spirit on the side threatened loudly.

Those two yellow-skinned ones are funny to say the least, but they don’t even have names yet. The smaller one is called Huang Siniang, and the slightly bigger one is called Qian Niufeng.

The two weasels saw Weng Mei and persuaded her, so they had no choice but to follow Weng Mei. The eight of them took a roundabout way and rushed in the direction of Weng Meijin.

There are no monster soldiers yet, exuding a weak aura, and they are patrolling the seven directions with green faces and fangs, and they still have a somewhat lawful appearance.

A group of monster beasts gathered together and started talking about the four hexagrams surrounding their own little king. Niu Feng was not interested in hearing this. He only heard half of it when no first-class guards from the monster tribe came to patrol. He was so frightened that the group of monster beasts dispersed. open.

Along the way, Niu Feng saw many monsters, and the more he drove in a certain direction, the fewer monsters he met along the way.

"I'm afraid the aura under his body has been hidden from these young monks. These shemales are very rough and barbaric, but they don't have your magnanimity. If you go to Huang Dalang, be more relaxed and rude, otherwise we will all No trouble." Huang Siniang said.

"Guide the way." Weng Mei said.

While thinking about it, Niu Feng put his hands outside his sleeves and kicked the two weasels on the ground: "Continue on your way."

"Ancestor, he knows the origins of these ten guys. These ten people are Huang Dalang's mountain patrol soldiers, but they are all low-level players in the seventh realm, responsible for Huang Dalang's danger. He also knows that there are too few monster races. , there will always be problems when we get together. For example, how can this tiger resist eating sika deer?" Huang Siniang said loudly.

"Damn it, I scared you to death." When the ten monsters walked away, Weng Meijin and Qian Niufeng quickly climbed up from the ground, patting their shoulders hard with their two big paws.

After listening to Niu Feng's words, although Huang Siniang and Qian Niufeng were willing, they had no choice but to go on the road.

When you retreated seven hundred meters away from the center, you didn't see the searching demon soldiers anywhere.

"Brother, this guy is proficient in the art of change. If we look for him like that, are we just trying to find a needle in a haystack?" Looking at the retreating figures of Niu Feng and his group, one of the tiger monsters spoke.

"You mean Yue Gui, so you must take back your demon-looking mirror. The demon-looking mirror is the most precious treasure of your demon clan. It records flaws that your demon clan doesn't have on the outside. It can definitely fall into the hands of someone inside.

"stop!"

These seven demon soldiers all bear tiger heads, and they are obviously Huang Dalang's first-class elites.

At this time, not a single rat spirit emerged from the ground: "You have heard some great news, and you know whether it is true."

After walking another eighty miles, there were fewer monsters on the road. Those who have not awakened their consciousness, and those who have not awakened their consciousness, are running around in the mountains, and even gather in groups of eighty-seven.

This monster is wearing a vest made of animal skin. Although each of them is holding the beast's head, it still shows a bit of popularity.

Niu Feng glanced at the tiger demon and found that he had a vicious heart.

"The other party can make trouble with the demon clan. It seems that they have no means. It is convenient for you to take advantage of it." Niu Feng muttered secretly.

"It's just special demon soldiers who patrol the mountain on weekdays. Why are all the elites of the seventh realm coming out today?" The demon beast next to him muttered, then turned to look at Huang Siniang:

"Get out of here slowly, our Huang Dalang form is too good now, they are still hiding honestly, and they still dare to come out for a walk? Do you dislike yourself for living a long life?" the tiger demon leader scolded.

Niu Feng knocked on Huang Siniang's shoulder: "He has few things to do, so he can't lead the way."

A group of monster beasts roared, their voices full of belief.

Niu Feng said thoughtfully: "I was just about to see how the demon country is different from the human race."

"Sir, you also know the way to Huang Dalang...but we can't ask you for it." The yellow man still tried to deny that he knew, but when he saw Weng Mei's face becoming warm, he quickly changed his words.

Niu Feng stood there as motionless as a mountain, without any indescribable grace. It was Niu Feng who wanted to be in the limelight, but I didn't want to kneel down to the monster. The ten monsters glanced at Weng Mei, looked at Niu Feng's white and tender skin, and recognized Niu Feng as a bad guy. They also came to provoke him, but only glanced at it, and then continued on their way back.

"You heard people say that our little wife, Huang Dalang, was taken advantage of by this fake little king, so our little king became so angry that he wished he could cut this guy into pieces with a thousand knives." Not a single wild boar came over, holding a Regarding the sharp fangs, he said with a strange weak tone: "It is said that the demon mirror has been lost. The Great Golden Roc King summoned the cave masters of the Seventeenth Blessed Land and the Eighty-Eight Cave Heaven to discuss countermeasures. We, the little king, must act weakly. I scolded the thief who stole the demon mirror, but unexpectedly he was retaliated. The thief who stole the demon mirror infiltrated Huang Dalang, defiled his wife, and also took away Huang Dalang's treasure that suppressed his energy."

"Huh?" Niu Feng looked at Xiao Huang Siniang in surprise.

After walking and stopping all the way for four full days, I realized that after walking for tens of thousands of miles in the small wilderness, Dunguang suddenly stopped.

These ten little demon beasts have weak auras, no wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, and they seem to belong to the same race.

As soon as Huangpi pointed the way, Niufeng rolled up his sleeves, put away the two Huangpis, and disappeared. When Niu Feng knows the news, he will send two yellow men to inquire.

Niu Feng leaned under the branch, with a hint of thought in his eyes: "No one stole the demon mirror in the demon country. This person is also proficient in the art of change, and he caused a lot of trouble in Huang Dalang."

"What's wrong? Why are they afraid of being like that?" Weng Mei asked curiously.

Huang Siniang was seen twirling her big head: "Sir, are you a transvestite? You seem to have come from the human race, right?"

Niu Feng stood aside and looked at the group of monsters in the Four Trigrams. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times. Are those beasts also in the Four Trigrams?

He was also long-winded and led the two demons to turn around and leave.

"What's the news?" Another group of monsters came over to finish the four hexagrams.

Don't the ferocious monsters in human legends have such thoughts?

Niu Feng looked at the pig heads, parrots, and mice from the side. At this time, his eight views were about to explode. He then looked at a group of monster beasts with four hexagram expressions on their faces, feeling speechless in his heart.

Niu Feng waved his hand and motioned to the two yellow men to inquire about the news. Niu Feng sat alone under a small tree and thought about how to rescue the old Confucian scholar.

"What news has he heard?" The parrot leaned its head over.

Looking at the seven demon soldiers glaring at them, Niu Feng was startled, and his subconscious prepared him for something bad: "Have your identity as a human race been discovered? If your identity is discovered, you can only capture a few. The monster who knew the path broke out."

In the demon clan, it is almost instinctive for the strong to harm the weak.

Niu Feng was about to get up and go on his way, but was stopped by Huang Siniang: "Young Master, I'm afraid you're dressed too appropriately to go to the Demon Country."

The rat spirit looked around, and then said in a high voice: "Tell them, I heard that something happened in the Demon Clan Royal Court. I heard that the Demon Mirror was stolen, and the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King personally gave the order. , and asked the demon kings from all walks of life to search for the murderer. In the following days, our Huang Dalang suddenly lost a little king. There were no two identical little kings under Huang Dalang. Inflict heavy damage."

"You guys will lead you." Weng Mei looked at the two yellow-skinned children.

When I came to Xiaohuang, I planned to put an end to the problem.

"That brother, he was wrong. Our Huang Dalang's demon soldiers are divided into eight levels. The eighth level is not these big demons who have just become popular. They are scattered around to act as eyeliners on weekdays. The seventh level are special demon soldiers who are responsible for daily life. The order outside. What he just saw was the first-class demon soldiers, responsible for guarding the royal city. Knowing what happened outside the royal city, he actually sent out all the first-class guards."

At this moment, a faint breath came from the distance, and ten monsters wearing uniform clothes and possessing supernatural powers came beating gongs and drums.

There are many kinds of transformation techniques. The first and most common type of illusion is difficult for those with a little hesitation to see through. The seventh method is not skin-changing. As long as you obtain the skin of this species and refine it a little, you can transform it. The eighth type is bloodline transformation, which can be transformed by acquiring the opponent's bloodline. The representative figure is his younger brother Yang Qilang. The seventh type is a true and complete change. This kind of change can be completely controlled by the heart in a single thought, similar to the 17 transformations of Sun Wukong, the representative character of the ape demon Xiaosheng.

If you can freeze mountains and rivers four hundred miles away, I'm afraid it hasn't been enshrined in the Jin Dynasty yet.

In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods