The five people flew to the nearest of the slowly rising mountain.

"Can't go up the mountain." King Zhenwu said, his field attempting to penetrate, "The origin purple air protects this mountain. Before the origin purple air converges, we cannot get close."

King Zhenwu looked at Meng Chuan: "Junior Brother Meng, you should have a small cave heaven that you carry with you."

"Yes." Meng Chuan nodded without denying it.

King An was shocked.

It is extremely precious to be able to carry a small cave with you. If you want to refine a small cave that can be carried, in addition to having high strength requirements, you also need treasures! Deposit "500 million credits" to Meng Chuan is the price for his disciples.

Five billion contributions? It is also a great contribution to King Zhenwu and King An Hai. They will not be extravagant to exchange for the "Chongtian Law Pearl" that is not helpful to their strength. It is purely for storing items, like King Zhenwu, who uses the "Void Band" that contains the Thousand Miles of Void, can only store dead objects, but it is cheap. Three million contributions are exchanged for it.

The precious treasures in the cave are that life can live and reproduce and contain the power of the world.

"The demon kings of the fourth-level demon clan sneaked into the human world and were rumored to be hiding in a small cave. Senior Brother Meng also has a small cave?" Yan Chitong said excitedly.

"Small Cave Heaven?" Xue Feng looked at Meng Chuan. This Meng Chuan was too mysterious. Can he have such a treasure?

"Neither King Zhenwu nor I have a small cave heaven, how could Meng Chuan have it?" King An Hai thought to himself, "Is it because he got the adventure, or is it because Yuanchu Mountain is given? If Yuanchu Mountain really gives it... there must be a special reason."

Small cave heavens are generally owned by sects.

Even if it is necessary to transport population and food during a large migration, it is temporarily given to a certain king-created god and demon.

Really sold? How many can you afford it?

"Three junior brothers." King Zhenwu looked at Meng Chuan, Yan Chitong, and Xue Feng, and said, "The importance of the original treasure is still above the 'time and space ice'. I, Yuanchu Mountain, urgently needs it! This time, the competition for the original treasure may be a bit fierce. I want to protect you three, and I, An Haiwang and I, cannot exert all our strength. So it is best for you three to hide in a small cave, which is the safest."

"Okay." Meng Chuan, Yan Chitong, and Xue Feng all nodded in agreement.

"It's better for Junior Brother Meng to stay and help us." King An Hai said, "He is much faster than the two of us. He is trying to seize treasures... speed is very important. The moment the original treasure is born, we must succeed as quickly as possible."

King Zhenwu hesitated for a while, but he had to admit that what King An Hai said made sense.

Meng Chuan's speed was much faster than the two of them.

"Junior Brother Meng..." King Zhenwu looked at Meng Chuan.

"Yuanchu Mountain urgently needs this original treasure, so I should do my best." Meng Chuan said with a smile.

"Okay, you can't be too far away from me later. As long as you are within ten feet of my range, I will guarantee you to be well-off." King Zhenwu said.

Meng Chuan smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble my senior brother."

His own ability to save lives is not bad, but with King Zhenwu, he is naturally more confident.

"Don't resist you two." Meng Chuan looked at Xue Feng and Yan Chitong, "I will put you into the cave."

"Okay." Xue Feng and Yan Chitong were also a little curious.

Meng Chuan waved his hand.

Xue Feng and Yan Chitong were moved in by the power of the world of the Cave Heavenly Dharma Pearl.

"We are waiting here." King Zhenwu said, "As soon as the origin of purple air dissipates, he immediately takes action to seize the treasure."

"Two senior brothers, where is this original treasure precious?" Meng Chuan asked.

King Zhenwu smiled and said, "The origin treasure will only be formed when the world is born, and it contains part of the power of the 'original origin'. Our human world has long been unable to find such treasures. Even in the long river of time and space, it is difficult to obtain an origin treasure."

"The power that contains the origin of the world?" Meng Chuan thought.

"Your small cave heaven contains the power of the world because it has the origin of the cave heaven." King Zhenwu explained, "And our entire human world also has the origin of the world. It is the true foundation of the world, and all things in the world grow from it. It has so many uses. My first goal is the origin treasure."

"This kind of treasure will also help win this war." King An Hai also said more, after all, he was a companion who would be standing side by side later.

"I understand." Meng Chuan nodded.

"The demon clan is here." King Zhenwu looked into the distance, "and seemed very arrogant."

"Arrogant?" Meng Chuan, An Haiwang had not noticed it yet.

After a while, they saw a line of black appearing in the distance in the sky, and the line of black approaching... It turned out to be a wave of black.

Black waves rolled in.

Although the distance is quite far, Meng Chuan felt inexplicably palpitations when he looked at the dark black wave.

The black waves spread hundreds of miles, surging in them, two figures standing side by side, one was an old man with a dragon head in black robe and the other was a demon king with red scales.

"Ancestor of the Poison Dragon and Blood Shura?" An Hai's pupils shrank.

"They're both?" Meng Chuan was also shocked.

The fifth level of the demon clan has more than the human race’s king-created gods and demons. The five most dazzling ones are at least the strength of the demon saint, the Poison Dragon Ancestor and the Blood Shura are among them.

"Blood Shura, what we cultivate is not the demon king system, but the 'shura system' outside the domain." King Zhenwu was also much more serious. "The body is strong and melee is extremely terrifying. He once fought head-on with the demon saint without falling behind. The Poison Dragon Ancestor is even more terrifying. Although his body is aging and cannot become a demon saint, his realm has reached, and he has cultivated his body into a black water poison pool with the help of extraterritorial treasures. There is no flaw. Every drop of black water is extremely poisonous. He once turned into a 'black water poison pool' to trap a demon saint, eroding the demon saint, and forcing the demon saint to escape."

"In the demon clan, there are only two who defeated the demon saint with the fifth level of Heavenly Demon King, and the Poison Dragon Ancestor is one of them." King Zhenwu said.

Although Meng Chuan also obtained information from the fifth level of the demon clan, he was obviously not as good as the Zhenwu King and the others.

"Shit" -"

The poisonous black wave spread all over the mountain, and it also enveloped the mountain, naturally eroding the realm of King Zhenwu, making Meng Chuan, King Zhenwu and King An Hai appear.

"Um?"

The Poison Dragon Ancestor and Blood Shura were also shocked when they saw it.

"It's the Zhenwu King and Anhai King of the human race." The Poison Dragon Ancestor said, "They both have the strength comparable to the Demon Saint."

"If you can kill, kill; if you can't kill, entangle first, and then we will go after catching the treasure." Xue Shura said.

"Yes." The Poison Dragon Ancestor nodded.

In the gap between the world, they both have enough confidence to face any human race.

...

When both parties meet, they know that the other party is not easy to mess with.

"The gods and demons of Yuanchu Mountain." The Poison Dragon Ancestor stood in the black wave that spread for hundreds of miles, his voice resounded throughout the world, and he smiled, "I just met the Molten Fire King and the King of Bai Yu in the Black Sand Cave Heaven three months ago. They have good ability to save their lives, so they escaped their lives. This time I want to see if you, Yuanchu Mountain Gods and Demons, can escape."

"What a big sigh." A cold light flashed in An Haiwang's eyes, and he snorted coldly.

"Junior, you have only been practicing for more than a hundred years, so you are still a little humble." The Poison Dragon Ancestor smiled, and the Blood Shura beside him was calm without any expression.

Junior?
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