I picked up a property.

"Go away." Ying Chengpeng scolded him mercilessly and sneered, "I have met the Holy Son many times, probably more times than you."

"Damn it, I actually lost in a place like this..." Niu Mang's face suddenly turned ugly.

"...that's not the point."

Ying Chengpeng looked around, and used his magic power to set up a restrictive barrier. After careful inspection, he said the words deep in his heart:

"Do you still remember what race the Holy Son is, what he looks like, how high his cultivation level is, and what words he said to you?"

"Hmph, what's so difficult about it?"

Niu Mang raised his hooves and said sternly: "Listen to what Master Niu has to say!"

He opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and he blew out two puffs of breath from his nostrils, flying more than ten feet in the air. However, in the end, the demon king only squeezed out four words:

"Master Niu...forgot."

……

Chapter 0208

As soon as the words came out, the two demon kings became quiet.

Big eyes stared at small eyes, you look at me, I look at you. In the end, Niu Mang was the first to get angry and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen such an awesome cow?"

"I've never seen such a stupid cow."

Ying Chengpeng snorted coldly, and then continued coldly: "In fact, you and I are standing at the peak of the Yuan Dan realm, and we didn't discover the abnormality until now. This in itself explains a lot of problems."

Until this time, Niu Mang finally reacted: "You mean... the Holy Son is too ugly to look at?"

"...Niu Mang!! I will fight you for another [-] rounds today!!"

An extremely angry roar suddenly exploded in the sky. Immediately afterwards, many creatures in the demon capital city saw a golden giant eagle with a wingspan of hundreds of feet, and a burly Kui ox with thunderous feet, high in the sky. There was a violent collision above.

Thunder mixed with screams almost made the vitality of the world boil. Sometimes there was a vision of a golden-winged roc condensed, fluttering its wings in the sky, striking three thousand worlds. Sometimes there was an ancient bull trampling through the sky and falling down like a It can break mountains and rivers.

Some of the buildings below had been reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying pressure spread, causing many creatures to tremble and kneel on the ground one after another, unable to even raise their heads.

"What happened?"

"Oh my god, this seems to be a battle between demon kings!"

"Which two demon kings are fighting?"

All of a sudden, exclamations, screams, wails, and all kinds of sounds came and went, turning into a gloomy cloud of sadness, covering the area in an instant.

After an unknown amount of time, the aftermath of the battle gradually subsided.

The two demon kings lay on the ground panting, with wounds all over their bodies, staring at each other with fierce eyes. Ying Chengpeng struggled to flap his wings and slapped Niu Mang on the belly.

Niu Mang grunted, weakly raised his hoof, and kicked Ying Chengpeng in the face.

"Look at the old cow kicking you to death!"

"I was the one who shot you to death first!"

"Before that, you were kicked to death by Master Niu!"

"Hmph... you will be the only one who dies first." Ying Chengpeng was too lazy to continue talking nonsense, but climbed up with his seriously injured body, and said with a solemn face, "Obviously, there is definitely a big problem with that Holy Son, you I have seen him more than once, but in the end, I can't recall his image, and I want to do this..."

His expression became more serious. At this time, even Niu Mang did not continue to talk nonsense.

What kind of terrifying power is this to block and tamper with the memories of the two demon kings?

"And after all, the origin of this Holy Son is also very strange. The statement given by the Demon God Palace is that the Holy Son was gestated in the palace for decades, and it was only recently that he was finally born..."

However, no one among the ten demon kings knew about such a big event!

Recalling the series of embarrassing encounters he had encountered recently, even he could not help but feel dizzy, as if he had seen some kind of shadow that was about to come.

"This world... is going to be in chaos."

"The Great Prophet won't talk about this kind of thing, but we can find another person to ask!" Lao Niu said carelessly, "As long as we can find Brother Xing, won't we be able to find out the true origin of the Holy Son? "

"That's right!"

When he mentioned Brother Starbuck, Ying Chengpeng's eyes lit up and his expression became much more exciting: "In my opinion, Brother Star's fortune-telling skills may not be any worse than that of the great prophet! "

"As long as we can find him, we may be able to see through the fog!"

"But there is a question..." Niu Mang interrupted him, "Where should we find Brother Xing?"

The Starbuck brother is so elusive that even if they are demon kings, they have no idea where the other is. The kingdom of demons is so vast that finding him is like looking for a needle in a haystack!

If we can't find anyone, isn't it all in vain?

"However, Brother Xing said he would definitely come to Demon City. Maybe he is already in Demon City at this moment." Ying Chengpeng pondered for a moment and finally found a feasible idea, "We can directly issue an announcement to find, Once the Star Brothers see the announcement, they will naturally come to look for the two of us."

"This method is indeed feasible!" Lao Niu asked another question, "But what excuse should we use? If we don't find a good excuse and are targeted by the great prophet, it might be self-defeating."

"It's easy!"

Ying Chengpeng rolled his eyes, leaned forward and whispered:

"We can do this..."

……

Cold pool deep valley.

Panting, Feng Xia fell back and sat down in the cold pool with a plop.

As he continued to absorb the inheritance of Ten Thousand Dragons in battle during this period, the consumption of the cold pool water was also extremely intense. The pool water that could originally reach his neck can now only cover his feet.

"ended!"

Feng Xia let out a long cry, weakly raised his hand, and smashed the dragon shape that finally attacked, and then lay down imagelessly, his chest heaving and panting violently.

At this time, Jiao Qingtu, who was sitting on the big bluestone, just opened his mouth slightly, and then the old man let out a sigh.

He no longer had the energy to be shocked.

"It's done in two days...?"

You must know that the inheritance in the Ten Thousand Dragons Diagram is all-encompassing, and not every area may be an area of ​​expertise. The further back you go, the slower it will be to defeat the dragon shape.

How amazing was he before?Known as the No. 1 member of the Jiao tribe for thousands of years!

However, even so, it took him several months to barely complete the inheritance of Ten Thousand Dragons.

And what about this little guy named Jiaojiao?

It's only been two days!

"This gap is too big, isn't it? Could it be that there was a mistake from the beginning? The destined son of the East China Sea Jiao Clan is actually this little guy, not that terrifying monster?"

Jiao Qingtu couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart.

But after that, strong regret, reluctance, and despair kept pouring out of his heart, like a magic cloud at the bottom of the Nine Netherworld, capable of polluting everything in the world.

He picked at his temples and quickly got rid of this state: "There is still one day. In the remaining day, there may be something else I can do..."

"That's right, this kid will definitely take up the great responsibility of reviving the Jiao Clan, but he still doesn't know who the enemy is. He must be allowed to see clearly what kind of monster he is facing!"

Thinking of this, Jiao Qingtu took a deep breath, and regardless of Feng Xia's objections, he raised his hand to pick up the young man and flew towards the Demon Capital City through the air!

"Senior, what are we going to do?"

"Boy, keep your eyes open and watch."

Jiao Qingtu waved his sleeves, and a strong smile appeared on his extremely old face:

"I'm going to...take you to kill someone!"

……

Chapter 0209

Time passed slowly.

With the departure of Jiao Qingtu, the demon city once again returned to peace. Even the battle between the two demon kings only caused some waves and did not really stop the flow of time.

"Outside the number, outside the number!"

On this day, a vulture suddenly flew across the sky and let out a series of strange calls. The sound was high-pitched and spread throughout the streets and alleys of the demon capital.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son's latest decree!"

"The Demon King of Heavenly Snake has fallen, and the Demon City has implemented the highest level of vigilance. Humans and Jiao Clan are not allowed to enter. Anyone who hides without authorization has the right to be exposed or killed on the spot!"

As soon as the order came out, there was another uproar.

Combined with all the previous information, the information revealed by His Royal Highness the Holy Son's order almost directly pointed out that the murderers who assassinated the Demon King of Heavenly Serpent were none other than the human race and the Jiao race!

"Expelling the human race and the dragon race?"

Ying Chengpeng, who had slightly recovered from his injuries, suddenly had a thought in his mind, as if invisible lightning flashed through his mind, and finally turned into an extremely bold idea.

"Silly cow... Do you think our Holy Son... could be related to the East China Sea Jiao Clan?"

"The Demon God Palace has indeed released some news, claiming that the Holy Son Lao Shizi has the blood of a true dragon and is the future destined master of the kingdom of demons..."

Niu Mang thought for a moment, and still felt that this guess was unlikely: "However, you have already seen the situation of that person. Even he has become like this. I am afraid that the East China Sea Jiao Clan has already been finished. If the Saint Zi is really a member of the East China Sea Jiao Clan, how can he still be alive to this day and even come to the Demon Capital City to make waves..."

Only halfway through speaking, Niu Mang's expression suddenly froze.

A pair of green eyes rolled around, and his mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again. He looked sharply at Yin Chengpeng, and seeing that the latter's expression was serious and did not look like he was faking, he uttered a few words in disbelief:

"This... this shouldn't be possible, right?"

"What's impossible?"

Ying Chengpeng took a deep breath and said with a gloomy look: "If you think about the strange things that have happened recently, even if my guess is true, what is impossible about it?"

"If your guesses are true," Niu Mang couldn't help but murmur. Even with his nerves, he still felt inexplicably frightened. "Damn it, something big is going to happen..."

almost at the same time.

Demon God Palace, Holy Son Palace.

Wisps of bright sunlight filtered down from outside the temple, casting the shadows of the pillars in the temple on the ground, making it appear sacred and solemn, full of indescribable magnificence and atmosphere.

In the center of the Holy Child's Hall stands a luxurious throne.

On top of the throne, an extraordinary and handsome young figure sat there. Even though he was motionless, he had an indescribable aura of nobility that made people involuntarily feel convinced.

Beside the throne, Mo Zhongxiu stood there with blank eyes and his body swaying slightly. For a moment, he still had not recovered from the previous shock.

"Xiuer."

At this moment, the graceful young man on the throne spoke, with a faint smile between his eyebrows, and he said lightly: "You will implement the decree issued by this Holy Son... How? ?”

That smile is so beautiful that one can't help but be intoxicated by it.

However, Mo Zhongxiu knew very well that if she dared to refuse, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous. She absolutely did not want to experience the previous terrible nightmare again.

Thinking of this, she replied without hesitation: "I will obey the order of the Holy Son!"

The Holy Son on the throne laughed and said: "You don't have to be so reserved. If you have any questions, you can ask them. After all, I am not an evil ghost from the Nine Netherworld."

The smile on this handsome face was always full of contagion, which made Mo Zhongxiu subconsciously say: "May I ask Lord Holy Son, why do you issue a ban against the human race and the Jiao race?"

This is also what she can't figure out.

Judging from the current situation, there are only two members of the East China Sea Jiao Clan. One is Jiao Qingtu, whose fire of life may be extinguished at any time like a candle in the wind, and the other is young and outstanding, but his strength is still incompetent. What a powerful "Jiaojiao".

It's just two people, why do we need to mobilize so many troops?

The ban on humans made her even more confused.

If the old dragon from the East China Sea Dragon Clan is still somewhat of a threat, why is it that the human race is also included in the ban?

Is it just to give her a test?

"What really makes me, the Holy Son, be wary is neither Jiao Qingtu nor the boy named Jiao Jiao." Hearing this, the Holy Son couldn't help but laugh, and said with a leisurely look, "That's another Saint. Son, or even more accurately, he is the one who should be the Son of God."

At this moment, Mo Zhongxiu couldn't help but feel terrified.

The person who was supposed to be the Son of God...

So who is this Holy Son that I saw?

"As for the human race... it's actually very simple." The Holy Son waved his hand and said with a deep smile, "Thanks to the Great Prophet, it is deduced that in this Holy Son's plan, the existence of the human race will be an extremely important factor. There are huge factors of instability, but we cannot directly destroy the human nation. That will only make the plan even more out of control. Therefore, this Holy Son can only take this last step..."