"... Some time ago, someone stole my devil gourd. Cang Ji Yuanzun calculated for me that this guy is likely to die in a desperate situation, so I'll come here to take a look..."

After a moment of silence, the voice of the Demon Lord Huan came from inside, as if it was a little helpless.

"Oh, so that's it, but I had a spiritual weapon stolen by someone at the beginning. This guy deserves to die. Next time I will go to Cang Jiyuan Zunbu to give me a divination."

The cynical young man laughed and said, "At this time, several figures rushed over, one of them Ning Qi had seen in Daoyan Fairy City, the owner of Feixianfang City, Niu Zun Fairy King.

"Cang Ji Yuanzun can still tell divination? Is this why the Demon Lord of Huanxi knows that the Demon Gour of Huanxi is in my hands?"

Ning Qi's expression was slightly cold.

Cang Ji Yuanzun first sent Zi Yueyanjun to chase him, and now he planned to use the hand of the Demon Lord Huanxi to kill him. He was so stingy. Ning Qi decided to have a chance and must meet Cang Ji Yuanzun and ask him if he is worth it for the four immortal king-level existences?

The Demon Gour of Joy?

Could he be the Demon Lord of Joy?

When the monks in front of the Dead Valley heard this, their faces suddenly showed shock and were a little unbelievable. The master of this divine light elephant is the legendary Demon Lord of Joy and the Creator of the Nine Tribulations?

As long as they are the Creator, they know how terrible the thunder tribulation is. After the nine thunder tribulations in succession and achieve the creator of the nine thunder tribulations, their strength is not something they can imagine. Moreover, between the eight thunder tribulations and nine thunder tribulations, it is a threshold, and when you step into the nine thunder tribulations, your strength is vast and different!

At present, some of these creators have been practicing for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, but have never really seen the creator of the Nine Tribulations. I didn’t expect that today I not only saw it, but also the famous existence among the creators of the Nine Tribulations, the Demon Lord of Joy!

So, the guy who can talk so jokingly to the Demon Lord Huanxi is probably very scary, right?

Everyone looked at the cynical young monk with a hint of fear.

"No, I found that the aura in this Dead Valley was a little different from usual. Xiao Huanxi, you were not here for the genius who was suppressed by my master, right?"

The young man looked at the Demon Lord Huanxi with a smile.

The expression of the Demon Lord Huanxi remained unchanged. He glanced at the Dead Valley, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "How dare you? The one inside was suppressed by the Daoyan Immortal Emperor himself. Now he is probably refined into a corpse king by the yin energy here. This corpse king cannot be eaten? What can I do with it?"

“That’s true.”

The young man smiled and nodded, "The taste of zombies is really not very good. I have eaten some before, but it is still delicious for you humans."

"hehe……"

The Demon Lord Huan smiled and looked away without laughing.

The two of them did not avoid the nearby monks in their conversation. They were all creators, and their ears were sensitive and cruel, so after hearing their conversation, a look of horror suddenly surged in their eyes. The existence in the Dead Valley was actually suppressed by the Immortal Emperor Daoyan himself?

How terrifying that!

Moreover, the young man praised Yan Xianhuang as his master. Could it be that he was the mount that Daoyan Xianhuang rode under his crotch when he was born?

It seems like a donkey in the rumors!

"Impossible, how is this possible? It is obviously a secret passed down by my Ghost Refining Sect for many years. How could they know why this is happening? How could this corpse king be suppressed by the Immortal Emperor Daoyan himself..."

The eyes hidden in the void reveal a hint of confusion and unwillingness.

Wan Long and Yu Jian were also disbelief. Why did such an extremely secret matter suddenly be told by the other party on the spot?

Then, should they complete the tasks assigned by the sect leader next? Under the noses of two top masters with unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, take away the corpse king order?

"Xiao Huanxi, let me tell you nothing. This time the master asked me to come here to take the corpse king order. I believe you already know this? After so many years of refining, the former genius, and the current corpse king, are probably not weaker than you and me. I think you came up with this idea because you lost the corpse gourd. I am afraid that you will not be able to defeat the Nine Nether Demon Lord in the future?"

The young man said with a smile.

The face of the Demon Lord Huanxi suddenly became gloomy. He glanced at him, and then remained silent. Since his actions had been guessed by the other party, nothing could be helpful.

"The master said that if something good falls out in the Immortal Prison next time, I will consider you first, let alone your Moxie Demon Gourd cannot be brought back. There are wanted orders from your Moxie Demon Sect in all parts of the Central Continent. Where can that kid hide? Even if he goes to the nine major wilderness areas and three desperate situations, as long as there is the whereabouts of your Moxie Demon Gourd, I will come forward to help you talk to Tiangu Yuanzun and Demon Corpse Yuanzun, and you will be back."

The young man smiled.

"Thank you."

The Demon Lord of Joy bowed his hand.

After a few words and dispelling the intention of the Demon Lord Huanxi, a hint of pride flashed in the young man's eyes, and then his eyes fell into the void in the distance. He suddenly reached out and grabbed it. A middle-aged monk was caught in his hand in a daze and could not move.

"The leader of the Ghost Refining Sect?"

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

"metropolitan?"

Ning Dong'er was shocked and lost her voice.

Wan Long and Yu Jian's expressions suddenly became extremely ugly.

"The creator of the Eight Tribulations dares to covet the corpse king's order?"

The young man smiled.

"God Lord, if I know the cause and effect, I will definitely not dare to do this..."

The middle-aged monk said with a wry smile.

"For your sake, I won't kill you this time, so I'll stand beside you obediently."

The young man chuckled and then let go of his hand.

The middle-aged monk jumped off the divine light elephant with a depressed look on his face and stood beside Niu Zun Immortal King and others. Usually, he was the first-class existence no matter where he went as the Creator of the Eight Tribulations. But now one is the Demon Lord of Huanxi and the other is the terrifying mount of the Immortal Emperor Daoyan. Any one can slap him to death, so he can only stand obediently.

Tu Kong and other monks did not dare to speak out at all. Originally, they were just going to cross the Valley of Death and heading to the desperate situation of death, but the current development of things has exceeded this category.

"You guys go to my realm of creation for a while."

Ning Qi's voice sounded in the ears of Bu Shaofeng and his sister. They were slightly stunned, then nodded, and their figures disappeared on the spot.

Time passed day by day, and finally, on the day of extreme sunshine, everyone's eyes fell on the young man and the Demon Lord Huanxi.

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