The First Thousand One Hundred and Ninetyth Chapters, This Turtle Grandson Thing, Is Really Not Good!

demon domain.

Wan Yao Mountain.

Inside the Demon Palace.

God Son Fengming came from outside the hall in a hurry, seeing Feng Xijiao who was meditating and practicing in the hall, he couldn't help calming down his emotions, adjusted his somewhat short breathing, walked forward slowly, and whispered softly.

"Grandmother, my grandson just got the news that Yang Fan has returned from the Central City of the Federation and is now in Jinghua City."

"Oh?" Feng Xijiao raised her phoenix eyes slightly: "So, the one who died in my hands last time is really Yang Fan's clone?"

God Son Fengming said: "It has been confirmed that Yang Fan is always as cunning as a fox, last time he used his avatar to openly enter our Ten Thousand Monster Mountain as a prisoner."

"Not only stole all kinds of secret treasures carried by my grandson and the spirit treasure of the demon emperor bestowed by my father, but even the royal treasure house that our Huofeng clan has accumulated for nearly a hundred years was looted by him!"

As soon as this was mentioned, God Son Fengming hated Yang Fan so much that he wished he could eat his flesh raw and drink his blood.

That experience was definitely the most humiliating time in Shenzi Fengming's life.

Yang Fan stole the strongest hole card from it, and that's all it took to abduct his father's blood avatar.

Afterwards, when God Son Fengming felt that the general situation was lost, he would no longer be the opponent of the Great Elder Feng Qi, and wanted to retreat behind the scenes and rely on the resources in the treasury to retreat and practice to improve his own strength.

This is even more sad to find out.

What the hell, even their family's treasure house was looted by Yang Fan, who killed a thousand swords at some point.

Attention, is the real looting!

Not even a stone box or animal skin containing spiritual fruits or demon cores was spared, not even Mao Maoer was left for God Zi Fengming.

Returning to the pre-liberation in one night, Fengming Shenzi's thought of wanting to use the resources of the treasure house to fight against the semi-emperor or even the emperor's realm was completely cut off.

Therefore, during the period before Feng Xijiao returned to Wanyao Mountain, God Son Fengming's life was difficult.

Elder Feng Qi directly attributed all the crimes to God Zi Fengming, and suppressed the prince so much that he was almost autistic.

It's like a hairless phoenix, worse than a chicken, where people point and point out, what kind of prodigal son, what kind of sinner of the fire phoenix clan, etc., how ugly it is.

Without the protection of the Demon Emperor Lingbao, without the blessing of the innate purple energy, God Son Fengming's cultivation was not enough to suppress the elders in the clan, so he could only swallow his anger and hide in the underground secret room like an ostrich and never come out again.

If it wasn't for Feng Xijiao's strong return and directly suppressing all the elders with the power of a half-emperor, God Zi Fengming would have to hide in the underground secret room for how long.

"Then, in your opinion, what should it be?"

Feng Xijiao didn't make a clear statement, but asked God Zi Fengming softly.

God Son Fengming didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Naturally, go and capture that fellow, torture him severely, let him spit out the treasures of our Huofeng clan first, and then force him to cancel the beast contract with his father's avatar .”

The corner of Feng Xijiao's mouth twitched, she raised her head, and looked at her grandson as if she were looking at a fool.

"Xiao Fengming, you really think too highly of your grandmother, what makes you think that my old lady can beat a human race who has the body of the demon emperor's spirit treasure?"

Do you want my old lady to go find her dead?

If I had known that Yang Fan had a Demon Emperor Spirit Treasure made by the Fire Phoenix Demon Emperor himself,

Feng Xijiao would not be so reckless in saying anything, and directly attacked Yang Fan's avatar in the big formation.

Fortunately, it was just a clone.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be that Feng Xijiao would die under the spirit treasure refined by her son?

Just ask if you are losing money or not, are you aggrieved or not?

Therefore, since returning from Jinghua City that day, Feng Xijiao immediately destroyed the Huofeng clansman who deliberately reported to lure it to attack and kill Yang Fan.

A mouthful of demon fire spewed out, not even a single ashes remained.

Shenzi Fengming said: "If you just capture but don't kill, you shouldn't take the initiative to trigger the Demon Emperor Lingbao on him."

"Also, even if it is really triggered, the Demon Emperor's Spirit Treasure was made by the Emperor himself after all, and it contains a trace of the Emperor's imperial will, so he shouldn't dare to make a move against you, Grandma, right?"

God Zi Fengming obviously thought about this issue as well.

It's just that it doesn't know that the emperor-level spirit treasure is a dead thing after all, once it is triggered, any accident may happen.

Moreover, who can guarantee that there is only one emperor-level spirit treasure in Yang Fan's hands?

"You think too simply!"

Feng Xijiao shook her head lightly: "Not to mention whether the Demon Emperor Lingbao refined by your father has the function of distinguishing between the enemy and the enemy, do you think that Yang Fan is so easy to capture?"

"You also said that that kid is as cunning as a fox, and he is cowardly and afraid of death. He even used clones instead of arranging the large formation to protect the city. How could he leave the city so easily?"

"The psychic formation in Jinghua City is not a decoration. Even if your father and emperor came, they could not break through it in a short time."

"Also, beside Yang Fan, there are semi-emperors from the human race secretly guarding the way, so I will never give the old man a chance to attack him alone."

Although Zhuge Xincheng didn't attack Feng Xijiao directly last time, Feng Xijiao was still very afraid of this old opponent.

When she was young, she couldn't compete with Zhuge Xincheng, but now that everyone has become a half-emperor, Feng Xijiao still has no confidence when facing Zhuge Xincheng.

It is not sure that it can deal with a Zhuge Xincheng, let alone Yang Fan who holds the Demon Emperor Lingbao.

Therefore, before she was absolutely sure, Feng Xijiao did not dare to take risks lightly.

After speaking, Feng Xijiao raised her head to look at the grandson in front of her again, and said softly:

"Besides, the old man just got a more definite piece of news. Just a few days ago, the Earth Flood Dragon Clan in Yaoshengling lost three and a half people one after another in order to attack the central city of the Federation and destroy the formation they built to protect the city. Emperor."

"Do you know what that means?"

"This means that the semi-emperor of the human race has begun to have no scruples, or it is broken."

"If the old man's prediction is right, it won't be long before there will be a war between the human race and the demon race. At this time, whoever comes out first will suffer first. You want our Wan Yao Mountain to become the strongest of the human race. Is it the first demon clan holy land that was destroyed?"

God Son Fengming couldn't help but shuddered.

what is that?

Three and a half emperors died in Yaoshengling at once? !

When did this happen, it didn't get any news at all.

"What the hell, it must be that old man Feng Qi who deliberately concealed the news from other monster holy places from me! Otherwise, how could I not know about such a big thing?"

Feng Xijiao glanced at the grandson, seemed to see what was in his heart, and then said softly: "You are the future master of Wanyao Mountain, you should be more open-minded, don't fight with the clansmen under your command." The old men are too stiff."

"Elder Fengqi is an old man who follows your father. If you have the opportunity, it is best to ease the relationship with him. Only with his support can you, the Lord of the Thousand Monster Mountain, sit securely."

Between the words, there was already a bit of reprimand in it.

A good Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain, just a few months of effort, was turned into a renegade by this grandson, and the loss was heavy. The half-step Demon King directly lost more than half of it, which is really too prodigal.

God Son Fengming's heart trembled, and he quickly responded respectfully: "Grandmother taught you the right thing, grandson remembered it!"

No need to ask, it must be that old man Feng Qi who slandered her behind her grandmother, otherwise how could her grandmother, who has always loved her the most, suddenly treat her so lukewarm?

God Son Fengming's teeth were itching with hatred, but he had to put on a submissive look of listening to the teachings.

"Also." Feng Xijiao suddenly raised her head and stared at God Son Fengming earnestly, "Tell grandma honestly, why did your father's avatar of blood and blood take the initiative to recognize Yang Fan as the master? What ulterior secret?"

This is also the real reason why Feng Xijiao has been reluctant to take action against Yang Fan easily.

The last time Zhuge Xincheng said half of what he said and kept the other half, playing tricks, Feng Xijiao was always in doubt, and she also became somewhat suspicious of Yang Fan's identity.

"this……"

God Zi Fengming was caught breathless by Feng Xijiao's stare, hesitated for a moment, and whispered to Feng Xijiao:

"The specific reason is not very clear to my grandson, but I once heard the avatar of the father mention it, as if to say that Yang Fan is very likely to be favored by the will of the original star, and he has great luck."

"Father guesses that Yang Fan may be the key to the Emperor Realm if he wants to take it a step further, advance to the Emperor level, and achieve a true detachment and ease of access."

"Before the blood essence clone of the father, the blood essence clone of the Husha Yaohuang has long been entrusted to Yang Fan as the master, and the cultivation base has entered the realm very quickly!"

Feng Xijiao frowned, several black lines appeared on her face.

"There is such a thing?!"

Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier, this bitch?

If Yang Fan is really transformed by his original will, wouldn't it be bad luck for anyone who dares to kill him?

This bastard thing, just now encouraged my old lady to capture Yang Fan alive, so he has no good intentions!

"Before the father left, he told his grandson to keep it a secret, and no one could tell."

Sensing the astonishing hostility coming from Feng Xijiao, God Zi Fengming quickly explained:

"This time, it was the grandmother's questioning, otherwise, even if the grandson died, he wouldn't reveal a word."

"Besides, my grandson feels that what my father said is too illusory and may not be true."

Seeing that the expression on Feng Xijiao's face softened slightly, God Zi Fengming continued:

"I have personally checked Yang Fan's life experience, but he is just a human kid who suddenly awakened his spiritual power and got some kind of secret opportunity after luck, nothing to be afraid of!"

"After all, he only has the strength of a king now, and his cultivation base is low. As long as grandma can catch his real body by surprise and force him to find out the secrets and opportunities in him, it may not be impossible to occupy the magpie's nest and replace him!"

Feng Xijiao silently glanced at God Son Fengming who thought she was smart and was still complacent, suppressed the urge to slap her grandson to death, and couldn't help but want to ask him a question.

Boy, do you think that all the big demons who can become the demon emperor are idiots? Such a simple truth would not have occurred to your father and the tiger evil demon emperor?

If it wasn't for a certain amount of telepathy, do you think there would be one demon king after another who would foolishly give his blood essence avatar to a human race to play as a beast?