Chapter 755 The Pot of Water Is Boiling

Once the old wolf of Chixia Mountain died, no matter how tough the little monsters under him were, they couldn't fight anymore, so they became like obedient kittens and were recruited by Hufeng Mountain one by one, becoming the little monster soldiers of Hufeng Mountain, and distributed among the monster generals.

After calculation, there were six thousand monster soldiers in Chixia Mountain, three or four thousand died, and Hufeng Mountain had eight thousand monster soldiers, at least two thousand died. After calculation, the overall power of Hufeng Mountain did not increase much, but Hufeng King was very happy, and happily brought a group of little monsters back to hold a banquet to celebrate. After all, Chixia Mountain was wiped out.

The little demons are also very happy, the battle has been won, and there is wine and meat to eat.

Only Fang Yuan didn't know whether he should be happy or not, because he had already become the three kings of Hufeng Mountain...

The great king called the wind king.

The second king is King Youshi.

The Three Kings Chasing the Wind King!

Lord Leopard also became popular, and now he is the confidant of the Three Kings, showing off his power very much. The old fox also boasted to others every day that he knew people well.

Not long after subduing Chixia Mountain, Hufeng Dashan began to think about going to Xiaojun Mountain. Now that the seven demon veins have issued an edict, all the monsters in the world are gathering there, but which one to worship under is a question that needs to be considered. King Hufeng thought about it for a long time, and finally drew a lot, and chose one of the seven demon veins, the Baifeng Clan, to join him.

Fang Yuan had already learned about the seven great demon veins in the demon realm before, and knew that the root of the Baifeng clan was the most active of the seven demon veins. He had even attacked and killed the envoys of the Immortal Alliance, so it was exactly what he wanted for King Feng to go to him.

Now that he had made a decision, King Hufeng chose an auspicious day to kill chickens and drink blood wine, and then set fire to the eight thousand demon soldiers in Hufeng Mountain, leaving only a few old and weak to guard the cottage, and set out majestically on the road, staggering all the way towards Xiaojun.

Today's Xiaojun Mountain is already very lively, and there are grass-headed demon kings coming from all over the place.

When you meet acquaintances, you greet them loudly, and ask to drink and eat meat. When you meet someone who has a grudge, you immediately draw a knife and fight.

After Fang Yuan arrived here, he observed it carefully, but was secretly startled.

He found that there are quite a lot of grass-headed demon kings gathered in Xiaojun Mountain today. These demon kings have different natural powers, and they are not real demon kings. They just appear and occupy one side of the mountain.

Among them, the Great King Hufeng has a lot of people, and there are not a lot of other thousand and twelve thousand people, and there are also hundreds or dozens of people.

However, even so, hundreds of such grass-headed demon kings rushed over, and the number is still very impressive. Fang Yuan observed in secret, and there are probably at least hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers gathered under Xiaojun Mountain today.

From this, it can be seen that the mid-level combat power of the demon domain is indeed quite a lot...

However, the weakness of Yaoyu is also obvious, that is, the high-level strength is not much.

Building foundations and running everywhere, there are not many golden pills, and those in the Nascent Soul realm can only be seen in a few major demon veins.

As for those in the realm of transforming gods, there may only be some old monsters with a long lifespan.

These old monsters are extremely cunning, no one knows their true strength, only that their mana is extremely strong.

After arriving at Xiaojun Mountain, King Hufeng wrote a respectful post, asking to see the young master of the Baifeng Clan, but this post did not even enter the mountain gate of the Baifeng Clan, so he was stopped by an old steward, who asked them to find a valley to wait.

King Hufeng was kind-hearted and didn't take it too seriously. He just brought the second and third kings to visit his friends all day long. Fang Yuan stayed with him for three or four days, but he made a lot of good friends in Yaoyu.

Until this day, Fang Yuan thought that there were not many monster soldiers and generals around Xiaojun Mountain. He should go to the holy mountain of the Baifeng clan to have a look. When he got the details, he saw King Hufeng coming again.

"No!"

Fang Yuan shook his head, he really had enough for such a feast.

King Hufeng laughed and said, "Don't blame me for not telling you, today's feast is different from the previous two days!"

Fang Yuan was rather curious: "How different!"

King Hufeng picked him up and said: "You will know when you go!"

Fang Yuan no longer refused, followed him out the door, and said, "Don't you want to call the Second Great King?"

King Hufeng curled his lips: "I don't take him with me, I think about my seat every day, do you think I don't know?"

Said with a look of relief from Lao Huai, and said with a smile: "It would be great if there were more brothers like you!"

Fang Yuan really didn't know how to comfort him.

The two of them went out of the valley, wandered around, and soon came to a very hidden cliff behind a group of mountains, but saw that a cauldron had already been set up here, and a dozen demon kings were calling friends and friends for a drink.

"Come, come, Fellow Daoist Hufeng, I've been waiting for you to come over before starting the banquet!"

As soon as they saw Fang Yuan and King Hufeng approaching, the demon kings were very affectionate and called them over.

King Hu Feng pulled Fang Yuan to sit down, and then introduced to the people next to him: "This is my brother Zhuifeng, a good brother!"

People around greeted him with a smile, very enthusiastic.

Fang Yuan could only hold his hands together with a smile, socializing with them.

At this time, the demon king who sat at the top stood up and said with a smile: "Since everyone is here, let's have a feast. Brothers, I want to eat some rare food today. Brothers, I enjoyed my meal. Don't forget about my good old crocodile!"

The people around laughed and said they must.

Then the old crocodile laughed and clapped its hands vigorously.

In the western mountain forest, there was a row of little demons, in groups of two, happily came out carrying a row of things.

The surrounding demon kings all looked there expectantly.

Fang Yuan also turned his head curiously, and then his expression changed.

Those little demons were not carrying anyone else, but one person after another.

Both men and women were naked, their chests were slaughtered, their internal organs were cleaned out, all the blood was drained, their heads were cut off, their feet were tied with ropes, and they were tied to wooden sticks. Following the deliberately exaggerated shaking of the little demons, they were swinging up and down in the air.

"Haha, haha, this is really a good thing..."

"It's been a long time since I saw this mouthful. Brother Crocodile is going to let me satisfy my greed today..."

"Not bad, get out of the pot quickly..."

"Save me a raw one, I love thighs..."

"..."

"..."

In the midst of the jubilation, the old crocodile looked smug, and smiled with his chest straight: "In the past, there were always people at the top who were not allowed to eat people, so they could only eat in secret. Now it is better, and they are going to fight with the Xianmeng. Who cares about these people? Those merchants all ran out, but my old crocodile acted quickly and intercepted a caravan. Isn't there good meat?"

"Haha, sure enough, you old crocodile is smarter, I never thought of that!"

"I thought about it too, but it's a pity that it was too late, and that caravan was rescued..."

All the monsters followed suit, and some even said regretful words.

The old crocodile smiled and said: "I was thinking of my brothers, so I didn't stay to enjoy it alone. Didn't I call you here?"

As he spoke, his face became more and more complacent, and he said: "However, good wine and meat should not be eaten for free. Let's talk about it first. Today's meal is delicious. Don't forget that I am a good old crocodile. You must have heard that now hundreds of demon kings are gathered in Xiaojun Mountain, waiting to see who can get into the eyes of the masters above and have a good future. Now I don't know how many people are staring at the name of this demon!"

After hearing this, the surrounding monsters nodded secretly, they always understood these things.

When the old crocodile saw it, he laughed again and said: "Brothers, you have to protect and support each other to climb high. It is not easy to win the name of this monster. My own realm and the number of soldiers and horses under my hand have to be enough. So my old crocodile invited my brothers to come over and talk about it. I also ask you to help me, old crocodile, to add fire to me. Let's worship a godbrother and join forces. These soldiers and horses add up. No matter what, I will be enough. My old crocodile also promises that I will be a monster. I will definitely not treat my brothers badly!"

All the grass-headed demon kings around heard this, and they were all in disbelief.

After a while, someone laughed: "I think this matter is reliable!"

The name of Yaohou is very important to them. After all, these grass-headed demon kings look majestic, but they are actually precarious. They may be hacked to death one day, and no one will come to ask.

However, if the Yaohou can't do it, then following a Yaohou can provide some protection.

This is the case with King Hufeng. At the beginning, he attacked Chixia Mountain to increase his strength, but he didn't expect to fight for nothing, and the number was still short, so he had to find another way. He had a lot of soldiers and horses, but his strength was only at the elementary level of Jindan, and the old crocodile essence was at the high level of Jindan.

After all, he knows that there are dragons and snakes at the foot of Xiaojun Mountain, and because of the name of this monster, many people have fallen out, and he is worried that his second child will not be able to bear it, and take time to give him a knife, so it is better to be more stable.

Thinking of this, he also laughed loudly: "It's easy to say, let's quickly put the beautiful meat in the pot!"

Seeing this, the old crocodile spirit was very satisfied, and waved his hand: "Get off the pot!"

There was an uproar in the arena, and all the grass-headed kings raised their cups and celebrated loudly.

And the little demons next to them hurriedly ran to the side of the cauldron, put the human flesh on the burden on the ground, raised their big knives high, and slashed towards it, but when the knives in their hands were raised in the air, they suddenly froze, and they didn't come down for a long time.

The surrounding demon generals are all destroying: "What are you waiting for, get out of the pot!"

But the little demon's knife still didn't come down, but the person slowly fell to the side.

All the demon generals were stunned for a moment, and found that there was a blood hole in the forehead of the little demon, and the blood gushed out from it. They were all startled for a moment, and they all jumped up. Before they could drink, they saw a person slowly getting up and walking to the arena.

That person was wearing a green robe, with dangling sleeves, he looked beautiful, he was the second great king of Hufeng Mountain.

King Hufeng saw him, he was slightly startled, and said: "Brother Zhuifeng, you..."

"A monster is a monster!"

Fang Yuan spoke suddenly, then raised his head to look at them.

Facing Fang Yuan's gaze, the group of demon generals were all taken aback, their hearts suddenly turned cold.

Then they heard Fang Yuan say: "The monster deserves to die!"

"Shua!"

Before the demon generals could react, Fang Yuan suddenly raised his hand to grab the void, and there was a long sword in the palm of his hand. With a slash, he chopped off the wild boar head of a demon general next to him. The fat head was sprayed into the air by blood. Fang Yuan raised his hand to catch it, and threw it into the big iron pot. Then he slowly raised the sword and walked towards the next demon general.

The demon general next to him was splattered with blood, his face was shocked, he suddenly realized something, he yelled but he wanted to jump up.

But Fang Yuan swayed his sleeves lightly, and wisps of blue mist fell around him.

Every trace of this mist was extremely heavy, and when it fell on the field, the demon generals seemed to be suppressed by the mountain, unable to move at all.

Then Fang Yuan began to cut off their heads one by one, and threw them into the boiling cauldron one by one.

Inside the iron pot, the soup was boiling, and the meat was fragrant.