Hearing Zhou Pancheng's words, Chai Han snorted coldly.

"The Heavenly Demon Blood Tree takes seventy-seven and forty-nine years to bear a single fruit, and it is still one of the three treasures of our sect. Naturally, it is not comparable to ordinary treasures."

He took a deep breath: "When the year of the Heavenly Demon Blood Tree's fruiting is approaching, who among the school-age youngsters doesn't have expectations? When you and I were young, knowing that there was little hope, why didn't we imagine a romance from heaven? Blessed by luck?"

Zhou Pancheng said: "Chen Luoyang doesn't need to fantasize, he was already booked when he was still in the womb."

Chai Han shook his head: "It's all fate. It's not a fruit of the Heavenly Demon Blood Tree that changed the fate of him and the chief executive, but an idea of ​​the old leader."

Chen Hanhai, the former leader of the Devil's Cult, had no heirs for many years, nor did he accept any disciples.

Finally, twenty-two years ago, he made an exception for the first time and accepted the eldest head who was only five years old at that time as his apprentice.

It is generally believed that it is to cultivate heirs.

At that time, it was not far from the time when the Heavenly Demon Blood Tree would bear fruit again.

When Dashouzuo was young, he showed amazing martial arts talent, and the church had high hopes for him.

Chen Hanhai also did his best to cultivate it.

For a while, it seemed as if the fruit of the Heavenly Demon Blood Tree was born again. After the young man took the fruit, he began to formally practice the Heavenly Demon Blood and become the next generation successor of the leader.

However, things are unpredictable.

Just one year after Chen Hanhai accepted his apprenticeship, his wife became pregnant.

The master-student relationship instantly became awkward.

The Heavenly Demon Blood Tree bears fruit, and in the end, Chen Hanhai left the fruit to his own son.

The next leader seems to be decided on this.

It's just that the current head of the Suzaku Palace has always been unwilling.

This chief seat is indeed a talent of the heavens.

He couldn't master the Heavenly Demon's Blood, so he practiced all the other top skills of the Demon Cult, and he was proficient in almost all of them.

All the thirty-six secret stories of the Devil's Cult can't be mastered.

Six peerless unique skills, practiced into five kinds.

The only exception is the Da Ri Tian Wang Jue because it conflicts with the Taiyin Scripture.

In the Devil's Cult, only the leader who cultivates the blood of the Heavenly Demon can coordinate and practice the Da Ri Tian Wang Jue and the Tai Yin Manual to a higher level at the same time.

Although Dashouzuo didn't practice the Great Sun Heavenly King Jue, the omnipotent magical skill has not yet reached the top because of the special nature of the unique art.

But all other unique learnings have reached the realm of Dacheng and Consummation.

Previously, the youngest Emperor Wu of Shenzhou Haotu was recorded as a twenty-year-old contemporary patriarch of an alien race.

The leader of the Devil's Cult tied this record.

Until it was broken by the sixteen-year-old current leader.

But because it involves the fruit of the demon blood tree, the record of the leader is always a bit controversial.

And in the subsequent battle for the position of the leader, although the head leader has a superb cultivation base and is proficient in all kinds of magic skills, he still lost to the blood of the demon in the end.

But the chief seat still did not admit defeat.

Learn from the pain.

Since none of the other top skills can beat your Heavenly Demon Blood, then I will make a new path myself!

Without the fruit of the demon blood tree, without the blood of the demon blood, I will find a way to break through the thirteenth realm by myself, and even beat you to become the first person!

So there was the sword that the sword emperor Wang Jian always missed.

What the end result will be is yet to be known.

But the head of the Suzaku Hall obviously wanted to meet the leader.

"Yeah, one thought of someone, everything is different." Zhou Pancheng murmured.

Chai Han glanced at him: "Chen Luoyang made the old man lose the errand in the White Tiger Palace, and it's true that you lost the Kuafu's position as the Dharma protector, but you and I were brothers who followed the old leader in the past. Some decency."

"Thank you for his benevolence back then? Stay in the first place and live to adulthood." Zhou Pancheng said lightly.

"Boss Xie and Brother Yan are watching, the life of the chief is safe." Chai Han said: "But if the old leader is narrow-minded, the road of martial arts may not be so smooth for the chief."

Shenzhou Haotu now often says that the disciples of the master of Jiange Pavilion are all heroes.

But in the eyes of the people in the Demon Cult, when it comes to teaching disciples, the old leader Chen Hanhai is the number one in China.

We are all five apprentices.

Regardless of the highest level or the average level, their own team beat Jiange's side.

It's just that the current leader and the head leader are themselves giants in China who can be compared with the Jiange pavilion master and the previous leader of the Demon Cult, so I don't mention this much out of awe of them.

"As a father, it's true that the old leader is partial to his son, but as a master, he is worthy of the head leader and every disciple except for a fruit from the demon blood tree."

Speaking of this, Fourth Elder Chai Han also sighed slightly.

The truth is such a truth, but if you give people hope and then erase it, it may be worse than never having hope.

Many things in this world are always understandable, but hard to accept...

"He's confident that Chen Luoyang will be able to overwhelm the leader with the fruit of the Heavenly Demon Blood Tree in his hand," Zhou Pancheng said flatly.

At this time, a disciple of the Devil's Cult came to deliver an order, and the leader summoned everyone.

The location is at the core of the Zhurong Burning Heaven Formation.

The Great Elder of the Demon Sect had guarded there before.

A group of Demon Cult masters immediately came to the center of the palace complex.

Here is an empty field.

The bottom is not stable, but the intersection of several stone beams.

Several thick stone beams are erected on the crater together, and most of the stone beams are damaged.

A fiery red was faintly visible below.

Between the crater and the stone beams, there is a huge talisman barrier.

Under normal circumstances, one would not be able to feel the heat of the lava below while standing here.

But because of the previous catastrophe, Zhu Rong's Burning Heaven Formation was damaged, so everyone here now obviously feels the air is hot and dry.

In the center of the site, there is a downward depression, which seems to be an altar hanging upside down from the bottom of the stone beam.

At this moment, the altar emits golden dazzling sunlight.

Everyone bowed to the altar: "I have met the Great Elder."

The sun flickered a few times: "Excuse me."

At this time, a disciple of the Devil's Cult came towards this side carrying a soft sedan chair.

Everyone saw this, and immediately went forward to salute: "My subordinates refer to the leader, the leader Wan'an."

The sunlight in the altar also flickered a few times: "The leader is safe."

The soft sedan landed on the ground, and Chen Luoyang walked out of it.

"Get up." He waved to everyone, then looked at the upside-down altar: "Grand Elder, you have worked hard."

"I can't do enough to protect the main altar. I have to try my best to make up for it. I feel so guilty. It can't be called hard work." An old and vigorous voice came from the altar.

"Have you made it up?" Chen Luoyang stood with his hands behind his back.

The sunlight in the altar flickered a few times: "I am ashamed, I can only do my best to maintain it, but the ground fire may continue to erupt.

Shangguan has already told the old man everything that happened before.

The legacy of the ancestors is no longer available.

Now only by asking the leader and Mingkong to join hands and try to suppress with the real body of the Moon Emperor, can there be a chance.

The old man is willing to fight Li Yuanlong again, and die, to buy time for the leader. "

"The fighting spirit is commendable, but let's talk about it later." Chen Luoyang said lightly: "First, get rid of the culprit, the traitor who has fornicated foreign enemies."

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

He casually pointed at Sixth Elder Zhou Pancheng.