All the flying monsters lived in the nests on high places, while the beast monsters and most half demons rested in the caves half underground. As their king, Fadong had to take a compromise and live in a towering animal skin tent, but he always felt uncomfortable: the tent was big, but he felt that his wings were bound, and he never spoke anything, but he felt that his habits began to move closer to humans.

He likes to drown his sorrows with wine, and he even thinks that even if one day the great dream of the giant demon king is really realized, a small group of humans should be left behind. For nothing else, they will let them brew fine wine specifically - this is an undeniable fact. Humans have a variety of winemaking skills, much more sophisticated than the demon clan.

"We are warriors." The Feather King had already drunk a lot and began to talk to himself. The large tent was piled with large amounts of armor, meat and thick feathers, and hay, like a "luxury" bird's nest. "Don't we give our blood and life, shouldn't we get a little enjoyment?"

The feather king met the wine bowl in his hand, which was his enjoyment. If he drank two or three bowls, he would realize the great dream of the Giant Demon King to unify the world in advance, and it was achieved by his own strength.

This is why he rarely drinks with other demons. His dreams are left to himself and he must not be shared. If he is heard by a giant demon, he will lose his head.

He raised the wine bowl and drank it all, threw it on the ground, shakingly turned around to look for the wine jar, and his dream began to take shape, but this time the image appeared in front of him was too clear. The Yu King rubbed his eyes and looked at him again. The wine was immediately awakened halfway, and his face darkened, "What are you here to do? Who asked you to come?"

Xinjun stood beside a pile of bones, holding his hands together. He hung his crotch, his tide eyes were like a deer missing from his mother, and he became more and more weak. "Did you forget? I'm looking for Taoist spies in the military camp and come and report the situation to you."

"Where did the spy come from?" The feather king waved his big hand. His feet didn't stand firm, and his wings suddenly spread a little bit behind him to help him stand firm again. No matter how much wine he drank, these wings would never be dereliction of duty. "Just because an old Taoist priest applied a little poison on his body, do you think there was a spy hiding in the military camp? It didn't make sense at all."

"That's called the Seven-Star Essence, the little trick of the casual cultivators. You can make them disguise themselves as demon clans. What the Taoist priests do to wipe it? You are not curious at all?"

The Feather King shook his head, "The Taoist priests will not pretend to be a demon clan. For more than 100,000 years, they have always started to cast spells from far away."

"For more than 100,000 years, has the demon clan destroyed the Taoist fairy mountain? Have you ever captured Taoist priests alive? Have you ever gathered such a huge army? Things that have never been before have happened now, so Taoist priests have to change, and they have to let go of their identities and do things that have not been done before. Taoist priests are not stupid, they will never go to the demon camp alone, and they must have accomplices."

The new king advised him patiently, as if a loyal and wise minister was giving advice to the foolish emperor with good advice.

The Feather King sat down on a mat with thick feathers mixed with hay, and his wings would not be damaged only in such a bed. "Then have you found the spy?"

"Not yet, my teeth were sore." Xinjun grinded his teeth twice and giggled. "This method is too slow, so I hope to ask the next helper from heaven, who is good at doing this kind of thing."

Listening to the giggling sound of teeth grinding, the feather king's hair stood up. But as soon as he heard that he wanted to ask for help from heaven, he immediately woke up. "No, this is my territory, my military camp. No one is allowed to intervene. This is the rule that the giant demon king had already set."

"Yes, but the giant demon king has set rules. Facing the attacks of Taoist priests and humans, all demon races should cooperate with each other and fight side by side..."

"Oh-I understand, that's why you insist that there are spies in the barracks, and you find an excuse to invite the man from heaven."

"He is a demon, not a human. Please pay attention to the name of the King of Yu." Xinjun said with a smile, his expression becoming more and more respectful.

"Only beast monsters are monsters, half monsters are all bastards, what kind of monsters are non-monsters? What is the difference between them and humans?" The Feather King shouted wildly. Although his appearance is comparable to that of a beautiful man of humans, he is a pure beast monster, and the silver wings behind him are proof of it.

The new king smacked his lips, but he didn't have any characteristics of a beast monster on his body. "The Feather King seems to have forgotten that the Giant Demon King is also a half demon."

"Haha, do you want to use the giant demon king to suppress me? Shameless bastard, go and report it. The giant demon king can see clearly than you. He is a half demon, but he would rather rely on us beast demons to conquer the world. Why? Because the half demon is too cowardly and must not be trusted. The beast demon is the future. This is what the giant demon king said to me personally."

The drunkenness rushed over, and the Feather King could no longer control himself. "The half-demon should be forbidden to give birth to descendants, and all the half-demon female soldiers were handed over to the beast monster. After two or three generations, there will be only the beast monster in this world."

The new king shook his head and smiled bitterly, "For the reputation of the Feather King, you should not say these words to the Giant Demon King."

"I'm going to create a few beast monsters now and get half-demon female soldiers... No, there's no need. I have a few female Taoist priests in this place. I want to try it out, what can they give birth to me. Haha, you have your attempts, and I have mine too."

"It's better to think about the feather king. Without the magician present, it's better not to touch those three female Taoist priests..."

"Get out! Get out! You bastard, liar, whistleblower, I will touch anyone I want! Have I never learned magic? I am also a magician."

The Feather King began to be drunk and said that this should not happen to any demon king, but in fact this is not surprising at all. The new king has long been accustomed to it, and he knows how to benefit from it. "As for the order." He said, turning around and walking out of the tent, standing outside the door and looking at the night sky, and murmured to himself: "He will arrive in another hour, and the spy should not escape."

The new king still decided to ask for help from heaven. Until tomorrow, he would say that this was the order of the Feather King. The Feather King, who had experienced the hangover, would regret it, but could not find evidence of refutation.

In the tent, the King of Feather let out a heavy breathing sound, and the dream of leading the demon clan to unify the world was interrupted. He was very unhappy and grabbed a wine jar and poured it into his throat. Suddenly, the words he said casually before expanded into another dream. And it was a living dream.

"Female Taoist priest... No demon clan has ever tasted what female Taoist priest tastes? I want to be the first to try it out. Yes, I am the King of Flying Demons and the King of the Sky. Who else is more qualified than me?"

The King of Feathers was nagging, touching the pile of feathers under him. He took out a five-foot-long leg bone. It was originally a burly demon pill, and after continuous strengthening, it became a powerful demon weapon.

The Feather King stood up, walked staggering to the middle of the tent, grabbed the long bones, knocked them on the ground three times, and then bit his fingers. He squeezed out a few drops of blood and applied them to the bones, and knocked them three times more.

The ground slowly cracked, and a log rose, and a skeleton coated with gold paint was placed on the top. Then three women dressed in Taoism exposed the ground and surrounded it. The hands were tied by a demon rope, and the other end of the rope was tied to the log.

They were chanting scriptures with their eyes closed. Although the inner alchemy was blocked by magic, a large amount of unclean air was inhaled into their bodies. Therefore, chanting scriptures could not produce too much effect, but they could feel a little at ease in danger.

The Feather King staggered around the three female Taoist priests and stopped in front of a woman. Suddenly spread her wings, she was shocked, and she stopped chanting scriptures. Then the Feather King laughed proudly, "Among the flying demons, the Silver Feather clan has the most noble bloodline, and I want you to continue my bloodline for me. At that time, if the baby has wings, you can continue to live. If there are no wings, I will call a hundred monsters and eat you and the baby together."

The female Taoist priest's face changed slightly, but did not react in horror. Instead, she closed her eyes and continued to recite scriptures softly. The other two did not say anything. They had known for a long time that there was no reason to tell the demons, and begging would only add to shame.

The Feather Queen took a few steps back and looked at the female Taoist priest's whole body. While untiing her belt clumsily, she spoke, "There is something that has always puzzled me. Why is the demon clan becoming more and more like a human as he grows, and even the beast monster is no exception. When I was a child, I was covered in feathers, but later I only had wings. For example, you are a pure human, but it looks very beautiful in my eyes. Why does the beast monster have this idea? I shouldn't have this idea, you don't even have wings..."

The belt became tighter and tighter. The Feather King pulled it angrily and finally broke free from the steel buckle. "The Giant Demon King said that it is not the demon clan who looks like a human, but the human beings are imitating the image of the best man in the demon clan. This has been like this since ancient times. Haha, the Giant Demon King is good at speaking, but what does he know? He is just a half demon, and his wolf body is transformed by magic. Usually he looks exactly like a human."

The Feather King's eyes suddenly became dull, and a terrifying and inexplicable thought appeared in his mind, "Maybe we were fooled, the beast monster was deceived by half the demon..."

The Feather King fell to the ground with a thud, his wings still spread out, white and flawless, like beautiful jade on the ground.

The female Taoist priest opened her eyes and looked at the strange half demon opposite in surprise, "Who are you?"

The other two female Taoist priests turned their heads to watch, but they didn't recognize this half-demon with a big bearded face.

This is not a place for conversation. Mu Xingqiu did not introduce himself and quickly summoned several magic weapons to conceal the spells he was about to cast.

"You are a Taoist priest!" The three women looked at the candles and bronze ware floating in the air, and were no longer confused.

Mu Xingqiu nodded, lightning shot out from his cuffs, wrapping around the logs and the golden lacquer skeleton at the top.

"Mu Xingqiu!" The two female Taoist priests shouted in unison.

These three are all Taoist priests in the Jingshan Mountain, one is Zhang Suqin from the discipline department, and the other is Sun Yulu from the lamp and candle department. She almost suffered insults from the Yu King. Another female Taoist priest had also met Mu Xingqiu, but she didn't remember it for a moment.

The skeleton cracked into several pieces under the pressure of lightning, and the magic disappeared, and the remaining logs became very ordinary and immediately broke into powder. Mu Xingqiu was about to cast spells on the three demon ropes, but Sun Yulu said: "Use the amazing copper bell."

The copper bell is one of the important magical instruments, with a wide variety. Generally, Taoist priests only have one or two, but Mu Xingqiu carried more than a dozen kinds. He immediately put away the lightning, took out the magical copper bell, swayed gently, and slowly injected magic power.

The ringtone was pleasant, but the three demon ropes were like rats and rabbits who heard the roar of the hawks. They trembled all the time, and then automatically untied them from the wrist of the female Taoist priest, shortened quickly, and finally turned into three brown bugs, trying to drill into the ground.

Mu Xingqiu slashed over with lightning, and the three little insects exploded.

"You have a quarter of an hour to remove the unclean air, I will save the others and you will leave together."

Mu Xingqiu spoke. He had withdrawn from Pangshan and pretended to be a demon soldier. The three female Taoist priests, including Zhang Suqin at Xingluo Realm, trusted him very much. He immediately found a clean place to prepare for his thoughts. Sun Yulu walked to the Yu King and stared at him hatefully.

"He is useful." Mu Xingqiu said.

Sun Yulu had no way to do the trick for the time being, so she had to give up killing the demon. Before she entered the state of innocence, she remembered something, "Meng Yuanhou is still alive and has become an Amber Taoist priest. All Taoist priests are from him."
Chapter completed!