Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1674: Sunny Day

The first thousand six hundred and seventy-four chapters of the extreme sun

"...Some time ago someone stole my Huanxi Demon Gourd, Cangji Yuanzun had calculated it to me, this guy is likely to die in desperation, so I came here to take a look..."

There was a moment of silence, and the voice of Demon Venerable Huanxi seemed to be a little helpless.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this, but I also had a spiritual tool stolen. This kind of guy is really damn, next time I will go to Cangji Yuanzun for a divination."

The cynical young Lang haha ​​laughed. At this time, there were several figures galloping over. One of them, Ning Qi, had seen him in Daoyan Xiancheng, the owner of Feixianfang City, the fairy king Niu Zun.

"Cangji Yuanzun can also divination? This is why Huanxi Demon Venerable knows that Huanxi Demon Gourd is in my hands?"

Ning Qi looked slightly cold.

Cangji Yuanzun first sent Ziyueyan Jun to chase him, and now he plans to use Huanxi Demonzun’s hand to kill him. It was too careful. Ning Qi decided to see Cangji Yuanzun if he had a chance. Is it worth it for the existence of the four immortal kings?

Happy magic gourd?

Is he the Huanxi Demon Lord?

When the monks in front of the Dead Man Valley heard these words, their faces suddenly appeared shocked, and some couldn't believe it. The owner of this divine light image is the legendary Huanxi Demon Venerable, the creator of the Nine Tribulations?

As long as you are the Creator, you know how terrifying Thunder Tribulation is. After nine consecutive thunder Tribulations and become the Creator of Nine Tribulations, the strength is not what they can imagine, and it is a threshold between the eight and nine calamities. , Stepping into the realm of the Nine Tribulations, the strength is different!

At present, some of these creators have been practicing for tens of thousands or even 100,000 years, but have never really seen the creator of the Nine Tribulations. I didn’t expect to see them today, but they are also famous among the creators of the Nine Tribulations. Rejoice Mozun!

So, the guy who can talk to Huanxi Mozun so jokingly, maybe the background is terrible, right?

Everyone looked at the cynical young monk's eyes, with a trace of horror.

"No way, I found that the aura in the valley of the dead is a bit different from usual, Xiaohuanxi, you are not here for the Tianjiao suppressed by my master, are you?"

Young Lang looked at Huanxi Mozun with a smile.

Huanxi Mozun's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at the Valley of the Dead, and a smile hung over his mouth: "How dare you be here? The one inside was the existence that was suppressed by the Emperor Dao Yan himself, and now I am afraid that he has been affected by the yin of this place. I have become a corpse king, but this corpse king can't eat it? What can I do with it?"

"This is true."

Young Lang smiled and nodded, "The taste of zombies is really not very good. I have eaten a little before, and it is still delicious for your human race."

"Hehe..."

Huanxi Demon Zun looked away without a smile.

The conversation between the two of them did not avoid the monks nearby. They were all creators, with sensitive ears. So after hearing their conversation, there was a panic in their eyes. The existence in the valley of the dead turned out to be Was it suppressed by Immortal Emperor Dao Yan himself?

That's terrifying!

Furthermore, that young man called Taoist Emperor Yan the master, is it possible that he was the mount that the Emperor Tao Yan was riding under his crotch when he was born?

In the rumor, it seems to be a donkey!

"Impossible, how is this possible, it is obviously a secret passed down by my ghost refining sect for many years, how would they know, why is this, how could this corpse king be suppressed by Immortal Emperor Daoyan himself..." /

The eyes hidden in the void showed a trace of confusion and unwillingness.

Wan Long and Yu Jian also looked in disbelief. How could such an extremely secret thing suddenly be broken by the other party on the spot?

Then next, do they still have to complete the task assigned by the suzerain? Under the eyelids of two super masters with unpredictable abilities of ghosts and gods, take the corpse king's order?

"Xiao Huanxi, let me make it plain to you, this time the master asked me to come here to take Wang Ling from the corpse. I think you already know this? After so many years of refining, it was once superb. Tianjiao, today's corpse king, I am afraid that the strength is not weaker than you and me. I think you made this idea because you lost the Huanxi Devil Gourd. I am afraid that without Huanxi Devil Gourd, you will not be able to defeat Jiuyou Demon Venerable in the future?"

The young Lang said with a smile but not a smile.

The face of Huanxi Demon Zun suddenly became gloomy, glanced at him, and then remained silent. Since his actions have been guessed by the other party, it is of no avail to say anything.

"The master said that next time if something good falls out of the Immortal Prison, you will be the first to consider you. Moreover, your Huanxi Devil Gourd is not impossible to get back. All parts of the Central Continent belong to your Huanxi Demon Sect. Wanted order, where can that kid hide? Even if he ran to the nine wilderness areas, three desperate situations, as long as you are happy with the whereabouts of the demon gourd, I will help you talk to the Heavenly Gu Yuanzun and the Demon Corpse Yuanzun. I'm coming back."

The young man smiled.

"Thank you."

Happy Demon Lord arched his hands.

In a few words, after dispelling the intention of Huanxi Demon Venerable, a trace of triumph flashed in the young man’s eyes, then his eyes fell into the distant void, and suddenly he stretched out his hand and caught it, and a middle-aged monk was dumbfounded by him. In the hand, can't move.

"Ghost Refining Sect Master?"

The Huanxi Demon Lord looked at the middle-aged monk coldly.

"Sovereign?"

Ning Donger was shocked and lost her voice.

The expressions of Wan Long and Yu Jian suddenly became extremely ugly.

"The Creator of the Eight Tribulations, who dare to covet the Corpse King's Order?"

Young Lang smiled.

"The gods, if you know the cause and effect, you will definitely not dare to do so..."

The middle-aged monk said with a wry smile.

"For the sake of your usefulness, I won't kill you this time. I will stand aside obediently."

The young man gave a chuckle, then let go of his hand.

The middle-aged monk jumped off the divine light with a sullen face, and stood beside the Niu Zun Immortal King and the others. In peacetime, as the creator of the Eight Tribulations, no matter where he went, he was a first-class existence, but Right now the one is Huanxi Demon Venerable, and the other is Immortal Emperor Daoyan's terrifying mount. Anyone can slap him to death, he can only stand obediently.

The monks such as Tu Kong didn't dare to speak out at all. Originally, they were only trying to cross the valley of the dead and head to the impasse of death, but the current developments have gone beyond this category.

"You go to my realm of good fortune and stay for a while."

Ning Qi's voice sounded in the ears of the two brothers and sisters Bu Shaofeng, they were startled slightly, and then nodded, and their figure disappeared on the spot.

Time passed day by day, and finally, when it came to the extreme sun, everyone's eyes fell on the young Lang and Huanxi Mozun involuntarily.

"Sect Master of Ghost Refining, since you have made preparations before, now let me see your methods and help me get the Corpse King Ling?"

The young man looked at the middle-aged monk and smiled slightly.