Demon Domain.

Wan Yao Mountain.

In the Demon Emperor Palace.

The son of Feng Ming hurriedly walked out of the hall. Seeing Feng Xijiao sitting quietly in the hall, he couldn't help calming down his emotions, adjusting his breathing, slowly step forward, and report softly.

"Grandmother, the news my grandson just received is that Yang Fan has returned from the Federal Central City and is now in Jinghua City."

"Oh?" Feng Xi raised her eyes slightly: "So, the one who died in my hands last time was really Yang Fan's clone?"

The son of the God Fengming said, "It's confirmed that Yang Fan has always been as cunning as a fox. The last time he used his clone to openly enter our Wan Yao Mountain with his captive body."

"Not only did he steal all kinds of secret treasures carried by his grandson and the demon emperor spiritual treasures given by his father, but he even robbed the royal treasure house that our Huofeng clan had accumulated for nearly a hundred years!"

When he mentioned this, the son of Fengming was so angry that he hated Yang Fan, wishing he could eat raw meat and drink blood.

That experience was definitely the most humiliating time in the life of the Son of Fengming.

Yang Fan stole the strongest trump card on it and kidnapped his father's essence and blood clone.

Afterwards, when the Son of Feng Ming realized that the situation had been lost, he would no longer be the opponent of the Great Elder Feng Qi, and wanted to retreat behind the scenes and rely on the resources in the treasure house to go to seclusion and practice to improve his own strength.

This is even more miserable to discover.

Damn, even their treasure house started to be looted by Yang Fan, the one who killed thousands of swords.

Note that it is a real robbery!

He didn't even spare a stone box or animal skin that contained spiritual fruits, demon cores, and even Maomaoer left a single one for the Son of Fengming.

Back to liberation overnight, he completely cut off the idea of ​​the Son of Phoenix Ming's desire to use the treasure house resources to let go and attack the half emperor or even the imperial realm.

Therefore, the days before Feng Xijiao returned to Wan Yao Mountain, the life of the Son of God Fengming was not easy.

Elder Fengqi directly attributed all his sins to the son of God Fengming, which made the prince almost not autistic.

It's like a phoenix with hair falling, not even a chicken, and people are pointed at everywhere they go, such as prodigal sons, sinners of the Fire Phoenix clan, etc., and how bad it sounds.

Without the protection of the Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasure and without the blessing of the innate purple qi, the cultivation of the Son of Fengming was not enough to suppress the elders in the clan. He could only swallow his anger and hide in the underground secret room like an ostrich and never come out again.

If Feng Xijiao hadn't returned strongly and directly suppressed all the elders with half of the emperor's power, the Son of Feng Ming would not know how long it would take to retreat in the underground secret room.

"What should you do in your opinion?"

Feng Xijiao did not make a clear statement, but asked Feng Ming Son softly.

The Son of God Fengming said without thinking, "Of course I will capture that guy back and torture him torture him first, let him spit out the treasures of our Huofeng clan, and then force him to terminate the pet animal contract with his father's clone."

Feng Xijiao's mouth twitched, and she raised her head, looking at her grandson a little like she was looking at her idiot.

"Xiao Fengming, you are really too arrogant to your grandmother. What makes you think that I can beat a human race with the protection of the Demon Emperor's Spirit Treasure?"

Do you want me to seek death?

If last time, if he had known that Yang Fan had a demon emperor spiritual treasure refined by the Fire Phoenix Demon Emperor, Feng Xijiao would not be so reckless, and directly attacked Yang Fan's clone in the formation.

Fortunately, it was just a clone.

Otherwise, Feng Xijiao would die under the spiritual treasure refined by his son?

I just ask if you lose money or not?

Therefore, since returning from Jinghua City that day, Feng Xijiao immediately destroyed the Fire Phoenix tribe who deliberately reported the news and lured it to attack Yang Fan.

A mouthful of demon fire spurted out, and there was not even a shit left.

Son of God Feng Ming said: "If you just capture but don't kill, you shouldn't take the initiative to trigger the Demon Emperor Spirit Treasure on his body."

"And, even if it really triggers, the Demon Emperor Spirit Treasure was refined by the father himself, and it contains a trace of the emperor's will. You shouldn't dare to attack you, grandmother, right?"

The Son of God Fengming obviously considered this issue.

But it didn't know that the imperial-level spiritual treasure was a dead object after all, and once it was triggered, any accident could happen.

Moreover, who can guarantee that Yang Fan only has an imperial-level spiritual treasure in his hand?

"You're thinking too simple!"

Feng Xijiao shook her head gently: "Not to mention whether the demon emperor spiritual treasure your father refined has the function of distinguishing against me, do you think that Yang Fan is so easy to capture?"

"You said that boy is as cunning as a fox, and he is timid and afraid of death. He even uses clones to arrange a city-modification formation. How could he leave the city easily?"

"The spiritual array in Jinghua City is not a decoration. Even if your father and emperor personally arrive, they will not be able to break it in a short time."

"Also, there are still half-emperor strong men from the human race who are secretly protecting the Tao, and they will not give the old man a chance to attack him alone."

Although Zhuge Xincheng did not directly attack Feng Xijiao last time, Feng Xijiao was still very afraid of this old opponent.

When he was young, it was a little overwhelming. Now that everyone has become half-emperors, Feng Xijiao still has no confidence when she faces Zhuge Xincheng.

Zhuge Xincheng is not sure that he can deal with it, let alone Yang Fan holding the Demon Emperor's Spiritual Treasure.

Therefore, before she was absolutely sure, Feng Xijiao no longer dared to take risks easily.

As he said that, Feng Xijiao looked up at the grandson in front of her and said indifferently:

"In addition, Lao Shi just got a more accurate news. The Earth Dragon Clan in the Demon Saint Ridge had already damaged three half emperors in succession in order to attack the Federal Central City and destroy their construction of a city-sharing formation."

"Do you know what this means?"

"This means that the half emperor of the human race has begun to be careless, or has given up."

"If the old man is expected, it will take no time for a war between the human and demon clans to break out. At this time, whoever stands out first will suffer first. Do you want our Wan Yao Mountain to become the first demon clan holy land that the human clan has destroyed together?"

The Son of God Fengming couldn't help but scream.

What's it?

Three half emperors died in Demon Saint Ridge at once?!

When did this happen? It received no news at all.

"Damn it must be Feng Qi's old man who deliberately concealed the news from other demon tribe holy places to me! Otherwise, if such a big thing happened, how could this son of God not know?"

Feng Xijiao glanced at the grandson, as if she could see what it was thinking, and then said softly: "You are the future lord of Wan Yao Mountain, and you should relax your mind appropriately. Don't make too irritable with the elders of your clan under your command."

"Elder Fengqi is an old man who is following your father. If you have the chance, you should ease your relationship with him. Only by getting its support can you, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain, sit peacefully."

There was already a little bit of scolding in the words.

It was a beautiful mountain of Ten Thousand Demons. In just a few months, this grandson was so heartless that he suffered heavy losses. The half-step Demon King was even more than half of it. It was really too much of a waste.

The son of Fengming was shocked and quickly responded: "Grandmother taught me a lesson, and my grandson wrote it down!"

No need to ask, it must be that old man Fengqi's old man who made some slandering in front of his grandmother, otherwise why would the grandmother, who had always loved him the most, suddenly become so lukewarm to it?

Son Fengming's teeth were so angry that his teeth were itchy, but his face had to pretend to be obedient to listen to the teachings.

"And." Feng Xijiao suddenly raised her head and stared at the Son of God Fengming seriously, "Tell your grandmother honestly why your father's blood clone took the initiative to recognize Yang Fan as the main point? Is there any secret in this?"

This is also the real reason why Feng Xijiao has been reluctant to attack Yang Fan easily anymore.

Last time, Zhuge Xincheng said half of what he said, and he was ridiculous. Feng Xijiao was always surprised and suspicious, and she also had some suspicion about Yang Fan's identity.

"this……"

The Son of Feng Ming was staring at Feng Xijiao and breathed suddenly. After hesitating for a moment, he softly sent a voice to Feng Xijiao:

"The grandson is not very clear about the specific reason, but I heard my father's clone mention it, as if saying that Yang Fan is most likely the will of the Origin Star, and he has great luck."

"The father guessed that Yang Fan might have a key point if he wanted to go further and advance to the emperor level, and to truly transcend and break through the realm and be free and easy."

"Before the father's essence and blood clone, the tiger evil demon emperor's essence and blood clone had already been dominated by Yang Fan, and his cultivation was extremely fast!"

Feng Xijiao raised her eyebrows and several black lines appeared on her face.

"This is actually happening?!"

This turtle grandson thing, why didn’t you say such an important thing earlier?

If Yang Fan is really transformed by his original will, whoever dares to kill him will be in trouble?

This bastard was just now and even encouraged me to capture Yang Fan alive, but I was not kind-hearted!

"Before the father left, he told his grandson to keep it secret, and no one could tell him."

Feeling the amazing hostility coming from Feng Xijiao, the son of Feng Ming quickly explained:

"This time it was my grandmother's question, otherwise even if my grandson died, he would not have disclosed any words."

"And, my grandson felt that the father's words were too illusory and might not be true."

Seeing that Feng Xijiao's expression was slowing down, the Son of God Fengming continued:

"I have personally checked Yang Fan's life experience, but it's just a human boy who suddenly awakened his mental power after leaving his luck and got some kind of hidden opportunity. It's not to be afraid!"

"He only has the strength of the king's realm after all, and his cultivation is low. As long as his grandmother can accidentally capture his true body and force him to find out the secrets and opportunities on his body, he may not be able to occupy the magpie's nest and replace it!"

Feng Xijiao glanced speechlessly at the son of Feng Ming, who thought he was very smart and was still proud of him, and pressed the urge to slap the turtle grandson to death, and couldn't help but want to ask it.

Boy, do you think that all the monsters who can become the Demon King are fools. How could your father not think of such a simple truth? How could the Tiger Demon King not think of it?
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