Chapter 238 Demon King Battlefield

Niu Gengzhi returned to the tribe and saw his stupid son hanging on the beam snoring loudly. He was about to get angry again, but after thinking about it, he let Niu Laoshi down.

"Dad wants to ask you something." Niu Gengzhi said, "How did you get to know the owner of the blacksmith shop?"

Niu Laoshi woke up, hesitated for a moment, and said with his head held high: "It's a long story. That day, I was fighting with hundreds of little demons and blood flowed into a river..." Niu Laoshi saw his father start to take the rope again, and shuddered in fear. He quickly changed his words, "That day I was beaten by a few gangsters, and the Iron Stick Man appeared and helped me beat those gangsters away, and then I asked him how to become stronger..."

"Iron Stick Man, what is his real name?" Niu Laoshi wanted to verify whether Zhang Ye's name was real.

"I haven't asked that." Niu Laoshi scratched his head, suddenly remembered something, and said anxiously, "By the way, Dad, the Iron Stick Man is a good man, you didn't bully him, did you?"

Niu Gengzhi looked at his calf helplessly. Although he was a hopeless case, he was still kind-hearted, so he said, "Nothing, I went to the blacksmith shop to order a batch of demon weapons."

"Dad, are you afraid that mom will beat you?" Niu Laoshi winked.

Niu Gengzhi's face froze, and he hung Niu Laoshi up and beat him again.

...

The next afternoon, Niu Gengzhi set out on the journey to the blacksmith shop. Along the way, he was worried.

Yesterday he asked the intelligence department of the tribe to check Zhang Ye, but after a night of investigation, the answer he got was a blank sheet of paper.

It's not that the intelligence personnel of the tribe are too weak. On the contrary, as one of the largest tribes, from the Demon Saint Palace to the corners of the demon world, as long as they want to check, the Niu tribe can find the answers they want.

But Zhang Ye seemed to fall from the sky, and nothing was found, full of mystery.

For this reason, Niu Gengzhi became more respectful.

"Boss Zhang, I'm here to get the magic weapon." Niu Gengzhi came to the blacksmith shop and said politely.

Zhang Ye looked up at him and handed the twenty magic weapons to Niu Gengzhi.

Niu Gengzhi took it in his hand and felt it. It was indeed different from the first-level magic weapon. It seemed that the craftsmanship level was much higher.

Niu Gengzhi did not ask what the difference was between the second-level magic weapon and did not test it on the spot. It would be troublesome if Zhang Ye misunderstood him as disrespectful. Niu Gengzhi dared to be sure that Zhang Ye was someone he could not afford to offend.

Niu Gengzhi bowed his hands and left.

Zhang Ye was indifferent on the surface, but he was a little confused in his heart. Are you sure you don't want to ask how to use the second-level magic weapon? But if others didn't ask, Zhang Ye was too lazy to say it. The master should have the demeanor of a master.

Niu Gengzhi returned to the tribe and called a few Jindan demon cultivators. Each of them gave a nose ring magic weapon and told them to wear it.

By the way, why are they all nose ring magic weapons? This is Zhang Ye's bad taste.

Several Jindan demon cultivators of the Niu tribe held the nose rings, looking puzzled. When did the tribe leader become so perverted? However, due to the majesty of the tribe leader, they did not dare to resist and put on the nose rings one after another.

Niu Gengzhi suppressed his cultivation to the Jindan level and ordered: "You inject the demon power into the nose ring, and then fight with me."

Several Jindan demon cultivators looked at each other. The tribe leader's bad taste was getting more and more puzzling. However, the tribe was brave and fierce, and it would be a great benefit to be able to compete with the tribe leader.

The Jindan demon cultivators injected the demon power into the nose ring as required, deployed the formation, and surrounded Niu Gengzhi.

Niu Gengzhi stood with his hands behind his back. Although he suppressed his cultivation to the Jindan level, the foundation of the Mahayana master could not be defeated by several Jindan demon cultivators. He did this just to try how much the Jindan bull demon with the demon weapon could enhance.

"Do it." Niu Gengzhi ordered.

"Tribe leader, then I'm sorry!" Several Jindan demon cultivators rose from the ground and smashed towards Niu Gengzhi.

Niu Gengzhi was slightly surprised. Wearing the magic weapon did increase his strength and speed a lot, but Niu Gengzhi didn't take it seriously. His muscles bulged, ready to resist hard to test the exact power.

The Niu tribe mainly cultivates strength, and the huge force is exerted. The loud "boom boom" sound is endless, and the smoke and dust are rolling. After a while, several Jindan demon cultivators fought for a while and felt that something was wrong. Why didn't the tribe leader fight back?

The Jindan demon cultivators stopped and waited for the smoke and dust to dissipate. They were all frightened and saw Niu Gengzhi lying on the ground with a swollen nose and face, foaming at the mouth, and had already lost consciousness.

It turned out that the second-level magic weapon made by Zhang Ye not only has the bonus of speed and strength, but also has the attribute of breaking defense. Although Niu Gengzhi has a strong body, he suppressed his cultivation to Jindan, and was knocked out by the first punch.

When Niu Gengzhi woke up, he did not blame the Jindan demon cultivators who attacked him. Instead, he laughed, took a sum of money from the warehouse, and rushed out of the tribe like crazy.

Niu Gengzhi was going to the blacksmith shop to forge another batch of second-level magic weapons, because the Jindan demon cultivators wearing second-level magic weapons were more than twice as powerful. If they fought against the Eagle Clan later, they would have a second-hand magic weapon in their hands, and they would be able to rest easy.

But the bull demons were puzzled by the tribe leader's behavior and looked at each other: "Do you think the tribe leader has mad cow disease?"

...

Speaking of the blacksmith shop, after the transaction was completed, the system took the commission, and Zhang Ye was left with just enough money for the lottery. This made Zhang Ye sigh. After the lottery, it was all in vain. I hope I can draw some good things.

"System, start the lottery." Zhang Ye issued an order and exercised the authority to specify the prize category.

The system started the lottery roulette. Zhang Ye looked at the prizes this time. The forging skill category was very ordinary, but there was a prize for improving the cultivation level by one level that made Zhang Ye excited. Now he just wanted to improve his cultivation level quickly.

In the first draw, he won a very common forging skill. In order to avoid missing the cultivation level improvement, Zhang Ye activated "Heavenly Official Blessing" in the second draw.

"Congratulations to the host, you have won the reward - the cultivation level has been improved by one level."

It must be said that the artifact is the artifact, and it really affects the luck. Zhang Ye won the prize he wanted.

Zhang Ye felt the surging late-stage refining and cultivation level, and was very satisfied. If he could draw a reward of one level of cultivation level improvement every month, he could reach the realm of tribulation within a year, right?

Although this was very fast, Zhang Ye wanted it to be faster.

After the draw, Zhang Ye thought about the time and was about to close the shop to pick up Huaer from school. At this time, Niu Gengzhi came to the blacksmith shop excitedly: "Boss Zhang, the second-level magic weapon is very useful. I want another 100 pieces. I have brought the money."

As he spoke, Niu Gengzhi took out a piece of medium-grade blood crystal, which was dazzling.

But Zhang Ye didn't even look at it: "It's time to get off work. Go early tomorrow."

"No, Boss Zhang, can I pay more? It's urgent!" Niu Gengzhi was anxious. The sooner the magic weapon is made, the sooner it can be handed over to the Jindan demon cultivators in the clan for practice.

Zhang Ye glanced at Niu Gengzhi, locked the door, and left. Money is important, but compared with Huaer, it's stinky dog ​​shit.

Niu Gengzhi stared at Zhang Ye's back in a daze. Who doesn't love money when doing business? It seems that Boss Zhang is not doing business, but loneliness.

"Boss Zhang, then I will come early tomorrow morning." Niu Geng had to sigh and leave.

...

In the Demon Saint Palace, Zhang Ye was playing with Huaer, and Murong Hongzhuang hurried over: "The gray-faced rat demon has been found."

The efficiency of the Demon Saint Palace is still quite fast. In the vast sea of ​​monsters, the gray-faced rat demon was caught so quickly.

"How is it, did you confess?" Zhang Ye was of course concerned about Huaer's safety.

Murong Hongzhuang shook her head: "When we found the rat demon, he had already died."

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment: "Murder to silence him?"

Murong Hongzhuang said solemnly: "This possibility cannot be ruled out. His death was very strange."

Zhang Ye thought for a while: "Although the clues are broken, this proves that there is a ghost inside. You have to pay attention."

Murong Hongzhuang nodded solemnly: "I have told Hua'er that she will not talk nonsense; Ghost Eye Granny was a veteran when my mother was alive. She is loyal and devoted. Moreover, she sits in the center of the Demon Saint City and has no chance to contact outsiders. As for Cai'er, although I don't want to doubt her, she is more likely to be..."

Zhang Ye knew that Cai'er was a great demon at the level of God Transformation. She used to pick up Hua'er. After Zhang Ye came to the Demon Saint City, he never let Cai'er show up again.

"Just be sensible." This is the internal affairs of the demon world. Zhang Ye can't intervene. I believe Murong Hongzhuang will find out the truth.

…

The next day, because there was a demon saint celebration, Huaer didn’t have to go to the Demon Moon Academy to study. Zhang Ye thought that it was much more comfortable to take care of Huaer than to take care of the blacksmith shop, so he decided to take a day off.

Poor Niu Gengzhi, he came to the blacksmith shop early in the morning and waited until the sun set, but Zhang Ye didn’t open the door.

A few days later, the much-anticipated duel between the Ox and Eagle tribes was about to begin. The Demon King battlefield was crowded with people and demons.

Speaking of this Demon King battlefield, it covers a vast area, comparable to the Demon Saint Palace. It is the only place in the Demon Saint City where duels can be legally fought, and the scale is acceptable. There are also various fighting competitions held on weekdays. It is a core building in the Demon Saint City second only to the Demon Saint Palace.

On the battlefield, hundreds of Jindan demon cultivators from the Ox and Eagle tribes took their positions. In the audience, the demons cheered and cheered for the tribes they favored.

"Which tribe do you think will win in this duel?"

"The Ox Tribe is strong, but the Eagle Tribe is agile. I think the Eagle Tribe has a better chance of winning."

"The Ox Tribe has strong defense, so they may not lose."

...

There were many different opinions. At this moment, the warriors of the Ox Tribe and the Eagle Tribe launched a charge.

The Ox Tribe was powerful and ran, and the whole ground was rumbling and shaking. The Eagle Tribe walked lightly, and just when it was about to meet the Ox Tribe, it turned around and flew into the sky.

The Ox Tribe missed and roared in anger. As a Jindan demon cultivator, the Ox Tribe can also fly, but if it flies into the air, it will become a living tool for the Eagle Tribe. It is better to stay on the ground and fight with force.

Hundreds of Jindan Eagle Demons swooped down from time to time, and their golden claws grabbed and pulled the Ox Demons, and then jumped into the sky. The Ox Tribe had no strength to use, and was so angry that white smoke came out of their nostrils.

Just as the eagle monsters were about to use their old tricks and dive again, dozens of bull monsters suddenly leaped up from the group of bull monsters and bombarded the eagles like cannonballs.

The eagle monsters smiled, and finally couldn't help themselves? The sky is the battlefield of the eagles! The eagle monsters did not dodge, and tried to tear apart the bull monsters that flew into the sky with their flexible flying ability.

However, the bull monsters that flew into the sky suddenly accelerated without any signs, and one of them grabbed an eagle monster and smashed it to the ground.

Feathers flew everywhere, and the eagle tribe lost 20 to 30 golden elixir monsters at once, and the whole audience was shocked.

Before everyone could come to their senses, the group of twisted waists with nose rings jumped into the sky again, grabbed another group of eagle monsters and smashed them to the ground.

As one grew stronger, the other grew weaker, and the remaining dozen eagle monsters of the eagle tribe trembled in the air.