Swish!

After a while, in the depths of the fog in front, a sound of breaking through the air roared, and finally a tall and majestic figure appeared, walking forward slowly and cautiously.

Soon, the other party's figure was clearly imprinted into Fang Junmei's eyes.

"The Nine Yangs of the Blood Luo Tribe, I've seen Senior!"

Come and salute.

He is a young demon with red skin as red as fire. He is in the middle stage of the demon. Although he is tall and ugly, he is very etiquette and has a calm eyes. The blood in his eyes is strange blue, and the blood vessels under his skin are also strange blue.

When facing Fang Junmei, she can still show her humility and ambition, and her mind is also considered to be quite good.

"Can you represent your father, Nine Emperors?"

Fang Junmei asked in a faint voice, and he had already known the origin of this guy from Jiuyin's mouth.

Upon hearing this, Jiuyang smiled bitterly, looked at him, and did not dodge or dodge, and replied in a voice: "As long as you don't plan to destroy our Blood Luo tribe, please speak first for other things."

"Very good!"

Fang Junmei nodded and said straight to the point: "I am looking for the spiritual roots of the two ends to practice the bloodline. I heard that they have joined your tribe. Please give them to me!"

Jiuyang's eyes flashed.

There is a door!

Fang Junmei's old fox immediately caught the abnormality in his eyes and stared at the other party coldly.

Jiuyang was also smart, his eyes flashed again, he was silent for a moment, and said, "I dare to ask the two spiritual cultivators I am looking for, whose surnames and what do they look like?"

"I don't know what their names are now, and what they have become. In short, as long as they are two spiritual roots who are good at the bloodline, they will reach the level of the middle and late stages of the spirit."

Fang Junmei replied domineeringly, not believing that there are so many blood-Dao spiritual roots.

He also said: "No matter what we are talking about, please do not send a message to you. Otherwise, if you leave them from the teleportation array, I will be very angry and I can only ask you!"

At the end of the conversation, there was murderous intent in my eyes.

Jiuyang's scalp exploded, and for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"They two are not monks from your tribe, so don't be so embarrassed, right?"

Fang Jun said with eyebrows.

"...It was indeed the case, but when they came to vote, they gave my father a generous gift. My father had already made an oath that unless they betrayed them, they would never be unfavorable to them. Moreover, what the seniors were looking for might not necessarily be them."

Jiuyang said with a bitter face.

Fang Junmei heard this and stared at the other person deeply.

"Senior, what I said is true. I can swear to you now!"

Jiuyang Busy Road.

"Then you can go in now. I will start attacking your Blood Luo tribe in a while until I kill them both. If I can't kill them, I will slaughter your Blood Luo tribe!"

Fang Junmei gave an answer, domineering and cold.

ah!

When Jiuyang heard this, he stood there on the spot.

I have never seen such a domineering and direct opponent in my life. For a moment, I was very anxious and didn't know how to deal with it.

"Or, you go in and discuss with your father and come up with a way to be both good and give you half an hour!"

Fang Junmei said again: "After half an hour, I will start attacking if I can't wait for a satisfactory answer!"

The cold gray mask is shiny and dull, but the eyes behind the mask are cold and ruthless.

Jiuyang heard that one head was bigger than the two, and he didn't dare to look at each other at first.

Such a character.

Such a situation.

This is the first time he has encountered it.

Standing there, walking is not the case, staying is not the case, and not knowing what to say.

For a moment, it was unspeakable embarrassment.

Fang Junmei stopped looking at him, but only turned her eyes to the depths of the fog, hugging her hands, and acting arrogantly as if she had to wait for half an hour to take action.

Seeing this, Jiuyang bowed his hand and finally turned around and left.

After entering the depths of the fog, a few flashed a moment. The world ahead lit up and turned out to be a vast and clear world. Only a limited number of places were shrouded in red fog.

There are all kinds of mountains, rivers and fields.

There are continuous houses, and there are ordinary demons with low realms. When they enter and exit, there are monks coming and going in and out of the low sky, and most of them are demons.

Swish!

Jiuyang's figure flashed again and came to the top of a small hill.

There were already seven or eight demon monks on the top of this hill, waiting for him, all of whom were at the level of demons, which attracted the attention of many monks, but no one came to ask.

Among these seven or eight demon monks, there was no Emperor of Blood Sea or Mrs. Blood.

"How, why did this ancestor come?"

Immediately, there was a demon who looked like an old man and asked anxiously.

"Let's talk about it back to the conference hall, and go and find dad immediately."

Jiuyang said quickly, with a serious expression.

The cultivators saw the emergency and did not rush to ask again. They went with him first. A monk would inform the leader of the Xueluo tribe, Nine Emperors.

Soon, the Nine Emperors came to the hall to discuss matters.

This person looks four or five percent like the Nine Yang, and is even taller and more majestic. His magic power has reached the limit of the Demon Ancestor. When he entered the hall, he was like a hill walking in, blocking the light outside the door.

The bloodshot and subcutaneous blood vessels in this person's eyes, like the Nine Yang, are all weird blue.

"What the hell is it? Can't solve it myself?"

As soon as I entered the hall, I was shouting at everyone. I could hear that I was definitely a domineering and tough person. Such a person often made decisions.

"Dad, you really need to make an idea about this."

Jiuyang said, "Ask Fang Junmei's affairs quickly."

The Nine Emperors and other monks all heard the expressions of their faces quickly.

"From the time I come back, it's half an hour. After half an hour, if he doesn't get a satisfactory reply, he will start attacking."

After the last sentence, there was a silence in the hall!

"What a big tone. Do you really think that if we don't have a monk at the level of Demon Ancestor, we can let him slaughter?"

After only a few breaths, the Nine Emperor said angrily, and the blue blood in his eyes rolled up, and his breath rose up.

"Dad, please calm down. This matter should not be impulsive, it is related to the destruction of the tribe!"

Jiuyang Busy Road.

Jiudi snorted coldly when he heard this, suppressed his anger and asked, "Are you sure those two guys are the ones he is looking for?"

"It's probably impossible to be wrong. The cultivators who practice bloodlines in this world, or spiritual roots, can count them with one hand."

Jiuyang said.

Jiudi's expression became even heavier when he heard this, and asked again: "Where are the two of them now?"

"I have been practicing in the deep blue cracks and have never come out yet."

Jiuyang replied.

As soon as this was said, many monks in the hall looked complicated, but they still didn't say much. The Nine Emperors and Sons were extremely majestic in the clan.
Chapter completed!