Chapter 768

"If Ancestor likes to dig graves, our demon tribe has many graves, as long as you are willing."

Bang!

Chen Luo raised his hand and slapped him.

The spiritual power crushed him down, like a mountain bearing down on him, and he beat the fox demon into a pulp on the spot.

He didn't even bother to listen.

In order to lure him into trouble, these monsters specially sent people to collect his preferences. The most exaggerated thing is that these monsters actually asked people to build a large number of tombs, hoping to lure him into trouble.

At the beginning, Chen Luo was indeed moved. As a result, after a secret trip, I discovered that these monsters didn't understand the specific situation at all. There were indeed a large number of tombs, but all buried in them were ordinary people and beasts.

Even if this kind of grave was given to Chen Luo, he would not even bother to dig it.

It's a waste of time.

"Good kill."

As soon as Chen Luo took back his hand, he saw a black-feathered crow flying from the tree next to him. The crow spirit's face was full of excitement, and it was not angry at all because Chen Luo killed their fellow demon clan.

"I've long been unhappy with this fox. He always felt that he was smarter than others. Now he deserves to die. The world will be a better place without him."

Chen Luo withdrew his hand from the corpse's head and looked at the crow up and down.

It feels vaguely familiar.

"Are you here to invite me too?"

"I'm here to complete the mission. I'll go back after a while. When I get back, I'll say the mission failed."

The crow spirit grinned and said something that surprised Chen Luo.

This crow never thought of inviting Chen Luo from the beginning. How many of the Hedao-level old monsters are like Yi? This kind of person dares to make calculations, even ten lives are not enough to compensate him. The crow spirit knows his position very well, so he does not do useless things.

"You said that, but I became interested."

This wave of graves have been dug, and Chen Luozheng is worried that he can't find a new target. The crow spirit is now coming to the door, obviously much smarter than the self-righteous vixen.

"Well"

The crow spirit was dumbfounded for a while.

He really just came here to do a mission, but he didn't expect Chen Luo to be so complimentary. Sensing Chen Luo's gaze, he had no choice but to fly forward and start leading Chen Luo.

The area where the demon clan is located is very close to the place where Chen Luo dug the grave, and it only took half a day to reach the top of the mountain.

The demon clan in this era was still very weak, and the area they occupied was not as large as in later generations. When Chen Luo came over, he saw a river. Under the long and winding river, there was a water palace hidden. There is a water spiritual vein hidden under the water, and all the main strong men of the demon clan practice here.

After the crow spirit flew to the river, it glided in a circle, and a light layer of water vapor appeared on its body. Then it submerged into the water with a 'plop' sound. Chen Luo followed him into the water, and the breath on his body turned into dragon breath on its own the moment he entered the water.

The water palace is very big.

The palaces are in groups, all covered with white jade.

When the crow spirit led Chen Luo into the palace, a three-meter-tall dragon was sitting on the main seat. A look of surprise flashed across the eyes of the two people who came in, especially when they saw Chen Luo, the expressions on their faces were even more confused.

Because he sensed the demonic aura unique to dragons from Chen Luo.

‘Could it be that this Snow Mountain Ancestor is also a fellow member of our Monster Clan? ’

The thought flashed across his mind, and the dragon on the main seat stood up, with a bright smile on his face.

"I didn't expect fellow Taoist Snow Mountain fellow to be from the same clan as me. I just don't know which branch you are from?"

"I am a direct descendant of the true dragon."

Chen Luo's breath changed, and the breath of Dragon Tomb Stone Dragon emerged on him. Jiaolong looked dumbfounded for a while. His original plan to invite Chen Luo was completely disrupted. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Fellow Taoist is joking, the true dragon clan has long been extinct. Even if there is a direct true dragon, it must be in the fairy world."

The dragon reacted and waved his hand to the crow spirit next to him. Seeing the action, the crow spirit restrained its demonic aura, turned around and flew away from the palace. As for the dead vixen, no one cared about it from beginning to end.

"I invite fellow Taoist monks here this time because I want to invite you to join us in dealing with the hypocritical human monks and support our demon race."

After a brief moment of shock, Jiaolong brought the topic back to what he wanted to say.

Before meeting Chen Luo, his idea was to induce him. But now that the other party has the same dragon bloodline as him, things have become much easier to handle. We only need to proceed from the overall interests of the demon clan. I believe that the ancestor of Xueshan, who is also a demon clan, will definitely feel the sincerity in his words.

After inviting Chen Luo to sit down, Jiaolong began to tell Chen Luo about the situation of their demon clan. From being hunted to make elixirs, to the recent outbreak of plague beasts. Jiaolong believes that this is a great opportunity, an opportunity for the rise of their demon clan. For this reason, he has contacted the four monsters of the demon clan and is preparing to join forces with the four monsters to deal with the human cultivators.

Chen Luo sat next to the dragon, neither agreeing nor rejecting, just looking around to himself.

He originally wanted to look for the tomb, but after observing it, he found that the place looked more and more familiar.

‘Isn’t this Ao Ye’s hometown? ’

Chen Luo had a flash of inspiration and remembered where this sense of familiarity came from. Although eight thousand years have passed, the water palace has not changed much. Traces of eight thousand years later can be seen in many places. Looking at the chattering dragon in front of him again, an idea flashed in Chen Luo's mind.

Could this guy be Ao Ye's ancestor?

"I heard that you like to dig graves? You must be practicing some kind of Yin-attributed magical power such as corpse qi and evil spirit. As long as you are willing to return to the demon clan, you can have as many similar corpses as you want. You don't have to dig them yourself. I will send people to help you collect the corpses."

Seeing that Chen Luo did not speak, Jiaolong offered his own chips.

"I am just an alchemist and not good at fighting."

Chen Luo finally spoke, but it was not what Jiaolong wanted to hear.     This disappointed Jiaolong.

Chen Luo was unmoved. He was not a demon clan, so where did he get any empathy from?

He didn't even know who he was going to deal with, so it was even more impossible to agree. Even the clones were not allowed. When he reached the realm of Hedao, Chen Luo's style of doing things became more cautious.

Before the Illusion God Gu recovered, he was not going to participate in anything.

His current strength gave him the right to refuse.

Jiaolong's face turned cold.

Before he sent someone to invite Chen Luo, he had naturally inquired about Chen Luo's strength. Now he used the excuse of an alchemist to prevaricate, and it was obvious that he didn't want to work hard. He just felt that this man had wasted his dragon bloodline, and he didn't have the momentum of the demon race, and he was more like those human races who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Three thousand spirit cores."

"Who are you going to deal with?"

Chen Luo's smile immediately became bright.

He came out to earn spirit stones and brains. Now that a large area of ​​graves have been dug, the external brain has been upgraded, and the remaining is spirit stones. Spirit stones in this era are very precious, and spirit cores are treasures that even a cultivator like him can use for cultivation.

"Chunyang Immortal Sect, when the time comes, you just need to help me stop Mu Dao Ren."

Jiaolong's face was not very good. He originally wanted to use righteousness to drag Chen Luo into the water, but this guy had no righteousness of the demon race in his heart, so he had to take out three thousand spirit cores for trading.

This price made him feel a little distressed.

I just hope it's worth the money.

"No problem."

Chen Luo put away the spirit core handed over by Jiaolong and gave him a satisfactory answer.

After the deal was done, Chen Luo left a communication talisman for the dragon, then stood up and walked out of the water palace slowly.

After Chen Luo's figure completely disappeared, the dragon in the house sat back in its original position.

After a long silence, a burst of bubbles suddenly appeared in the palace.

"How strong is this person? Can he stop Mu Dao Ren?"

The dragon head asked without replying.

The bubbles dissipated, and a fox demon with nine tails appeared in the palace. When this person appeared, he distorted the surrounding waters, and the river water flowing around would subconsciously avoid him when passing by this person.

"I can't see through it."

The fox demon raised his head and revealed his beautiful face below.

If Chen Luo was here, he would definitely be surprised, because this nine-tailed fox demon and Su Linlin were really similar.

"A junior who has just broken through. Although he has some dragon blood, it is very mixed. I don't think it's necessary to invite him at all."

A person appeared next to the nine-tailed fox demon again.

This time it was a pig demon.

The pig demon was nearly five meters tall, surrounded by a strong evil spirit, with sharp fangs protruding from the outside. It was not an easy person to deal with.

"If it were you, I would refine him directly and let my insects parasitize in his body. Then we would not have to spend the spirit core and would not have to worry about him plotting against us."

The last person to speak was a weirdo with two heads.

Three demons and four monsters.

They were the strongest of the demon race in this era. If they had not supported them, the demon race would have been kept in captivity by the Taoist monks and used as alchemy materials.

"You may not be his opponent."

The nine-tailed fox demon's eyes flickered, and a strange luster surrounded her body. Unlike the other demons, the nine-tailed fox demon sensed a ray of 'luck power' from Chen Luo.

That was her unique power.

"Let's think about how to deal with the Chunyang Immortal Sect first. These bull noses did not intend to leave us alive this time. They no longer abided by the agreement they had made at the beginning. The seahorse clan was all captured by Mu Daoren." Jiaolong interrupted the nonsense of several people impatiently.

The reason why the demon tribe fell to this point is because of the discord among them.

A pile of scattered sand, each tribe is fighting.

If it weren't for the Chunyang Immortal Sect's urgent pressure this time, they wouldn't have gathered together. This situation gave him an idea.

Perhaps the demon tribe needs a stronger leader, and it would be better to create a demon country.

Riverside.

Chen Luo had just left the water palace when he saw a few strange little demons by the river. A black-haired crow, a green-shelled turtle and a little pig demon wearing a red scarf.

The three little demons stood by the big iron pot, wiping the filth inside.

Not far away, a big black bear sat on a big rock, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy surrounded his body, which made the three little demons envious. (End of this chapter)