Chapter 834

God is fair. While giving the powerful power of the demon king, he also gives great restrictions: resources! resources! resources!

The only thing that can limit the growth of the demon king body is resources.

Even with the profound influence of the seven patriarchal sects, it is up to Wang Po to grow to the current level. If you want to go further, it is more difficult than going to heaven.

Since ancient times, only one case of demon king body in history has grown into Dacheng demon king body, and it is still in ancient times, which can no longer be checked in the present world.

This shows the difficulties in the growth of Dacheng demon king body.

Even Wang Po himself is extremely satisfied with the current state. Although there is still room for progress, it is still out of reach to reach the state of Dacheng.

But shopkeeper Zheng said he had a way

Then there must be a way!

Zheng Feiyue looked at Wang Po's ecstatic look and said with a smile: "calm down, young man, you just got a small success and want to be promoted to Dacheng immediately. How can there be such a rapid thing?"

"Do you really have a way?"

Wang Po, who was so excited, even used honorific words like before, and he didn't even notice it.

"That's natural. I've never lied to you in this regard, have I?" Zheng Feiyue blinked. "It just needs to pay a great price."

Wang broke his heart and read the electricity. Suddenly, he knelt down on one knee to Zheng Feiyue and said in a deep voice: "as long as he can succeed, Wang Po is willing to go through fire and water for the shopkeeper!"

"Get up, get up, you and I don't have to be polite."

Zheng Feiyue lifted Wang Po up and looked at each other kindly, as if he were watching his son who had grown up and had just been admitted to Tsinghua University.

Wang Po couldn't stand his eyes and said, "shopkeeper, do you have something for me to do?"

With his current strength, he is not afraid of even facing high-level friars. He is not afraid of any enemy except those old monsters who have lived for thousands of years and the legendary people on the evil god mountain!

"I heard leader Mo say, do you want to go to Emperor Ming?"

Zheng Feiyue asked.

After such a reminder, Wang Po remembered his desire for revenge. It was all because shopkeeper Zheng threw the deep-water bomb of "demon king's body success" as soon as he met, which made him almost forget his business.

Pop!

Wang Po knelt down again, his eyes flushed, and his voice was full of hate: "please help me kill mingwangzong. I'll be ashamed before the snow!"

Zheng Feiyue looked at him calmly: "unless you become a demon king, with your strength and mine, you basically have to be destroyed by the Ming wangzong."

Wang Po stopped talking.

He just stubbornly kept the way of bowing his head and pleading, because as long as manager Zheng wanted to do something, he would be able to do it, no matter how difficult it was.

Zheng Feiyue said helplessly, "it seems that you are right. I have a way."

"You must have a way!" Wang po said in a deep voice.

Zheng Feiyue shrugged his shoulders and said, "well, I admit I have a way. Although I can't destroy the Ming emperor, it should enable you to export your evil spirit."

Wang Po Huoran looked up and said in surprise, "you really have a way."

"Old seven, do you know?"

Zheng Feiyue suddenly asked.

The king was stunned, and then said, "do you mean the seven elders? He is one of the few good people of the Ming emperor. It was he who saved my life in the top."

"He was abandoned by the emperor of Ming Dynasty and is now guarding the tombstone in the 'big tomb'. Without the order of the patriarch, he can't go out forever." Zheng Feiyue said faintly.

Wang Po was shocked and asked, "why?"

"I coveted the position of the Lord, openly provoked the Lord in the Ming King's hall, and then I was seriously injured and lost all my accomplishments..." Zheng Feiyue explained the situation roughly.

Wang Po shook his head like a rattle when he heard the speech: "it's impossible. The seven elders are not greedy for power. Someone must have framed him. It must be the two elders and the eight elders. They have always hated the seven elders."

At this point, Wang burst out a sneer: "sure enough, good people have no good results in mingwangzong... This is just right. When I destroy mingwangzong, I will save the seven elders."

Zheng Feiyue was speechless to the strong man who was blinded by hatred. He simply chose a showdown and said, "Lao Qi really wants to be the Lord and has reached cooperation with me."

"What?"

Wang Po was a little confused. He didn't understand how the seven elders contacted the shopkeeper, but he knew the shopkeeper's means and asked tentatively, "did you confuse him?"

Zheng Feiyue wanted to deny it, but think about it carefully. Lao Qi ended up today. He really had an unshirkable responsibility. He was embarrassed and said, "I was going to dig him to work for me. I didn't want to be like this."

Wang Po: "

Zheng Feiyue waved his hand and said, "don't care about these details. In short, I have reached a cooperation with Lao Qi to help him sit on the throne of patriarch. I just need your help."

Wang Po heard the speech, pondered, and gladly agreed.

Although he wanted to destroy the whole Ming wangzong, it was unrealistic unless he grew into a great demon king. In that case, he would turn the Ming wangzong upside down first.

"By the way, the eight elders of Ming wangzong, who do you think is the most unpleasant?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

Wang Po immediately said, "I don't like it except the seven elders!"

Zheng Feiyue: "... Let me ask another question. If you kill one of them, who do you want to kill most?"

"It's needless to say, of course it's the Lord of the Ming Dynasty!" Wang Po's eyes twinkled with cruel and happy eyes, as if he had cut his enemy's hand. "It was he who brought me into the sect door and then drove me out of the sect door!"

"What's the strength of Emperor Ming?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

"On a par with me."

"One on one, are you sure to beat him?"

"The demon king is fearless of all enemies."

Zheng Feiyue nodded, his eyes deep and without any fluctuation: "your only respected seven elders told me not to let me hurt any of his brothers, otherwise they would not cooperate with my actions. Can you keep the Lord of Ming Wang alive?"

"No!"

Wang Po's answer was unequivocal. It seemed that there was no compromise in hatred, even the seven elders who helped him.

"What if I asked you?" Zheng Feiyue said.

Wang Po hesitated, his eyes went out several times, and finally nodded with difficulty.

"Well, I will give you a one-on-one chance. You can give full play to what you have learned. As long as you can win and save his life, everything else can be done," Zheng Feiyue said.

Hearing the implication, Wang Po was surprised and said, "can I torture him?"

"As long as I live, I don't care about anything else." Zheng Feiyue said coldly.

In fact, if Zheng Feiyue had not worried about Lao Qi, he would have let Wang break the killer directly. Anyway, the Lord of Ming Wang was not a good bird.

"From today on, you will stay in the secret room, prepare more and wait for the news of my action." Zheng Feiyue got up and walked outside the secret room.

Wang Po bowed and said, "listen to the shopkeeper."

After Zheng Feiyue left, Wang Po straightened up slowly, with endless cold flashes in his eyes: "those who have humiliated me, wash their necks and wait!"