Buzz, Buzz, Buzz...

Chen Changsheng glanced at the token in his hand, and with Dongfang Chuier, Shenmu Taoist and Lang Wuhen, he walked towards the direction of the city wall. With a flash of light, the figures of several people disappeared outside the city wall.

Boom!

When a few people opened their eyes, they had already arrived in the ancient city. The demonic energy soared into the sky and mottled traces were everywhere.

Countless monster caves collapsed thousands or millions of years ago.

Rippled with holes.

"Little Wolf, is this the capital of the ancient demon god kingdom?" Dongfang Huier blinked and looked around curiously. It was obviously different from the dynasty of human warriors and the imperial dynasty. In such a huge ancient city, there was no decent building. There were only those caves and nests that looked like uncultivated savages living in. The only difference was that those caves and nests all had their own characteristics.

"Well..." Lang Wuhen nodded, and a trace of awe flashed in his eyes, saying, "Young Master, that is the holy mountain of the ancient demon god kingdom. Not only the imperial city and some demon kings' mansion caves are on it, but the inheritance of the twelve demon masters is also on that holy mountain. Moreover, it is said that the holy mountain leads to the Heavenly Book Pavilion. As for whether anyone has been there, I don't know. After all, guards like our corpse demon wolf clan can only stay at the foot of the mountain."

"Leading to the Heavenly Book Pavilion?"

Swish!

After hearing Lang Wuhen's words, Chen Changsheng's eyes also condensed. His purpose of coming to the Tianshu Pavilion was to the heavenly books, supernatural powers, and even the Tianyan Sutra in his soul sea was obtained by the White Elephant Empress in the Tianshu Pavilion.

As for the ancient demon realm?

Chen Changsheng shook his head secretly. He knew very well that almost every inch of the ancient demon realm had been searched. Thousands and millions of years ago, there might have been various treasures and methods left by demon gods.

But now, it is probably gone.

"Chen Changsheng, do you also want to rob the inheritance of those demon lords?" Dongfang Huier turned her head, looked at Chen Changsheng, and said.

"Inheritance?" Chen Changsheng was slightly stunned, shook his head, and said, "I can't grab it."

Although he had never been to the ancient demon realm, he also heard from the White Elephant Empress that the inheritance of the demon master in this ancient demon realm will only leave the bloodline of the demon clan, and there is no demon clan bloodline on him. Even if those demon masters are blind, they will never choose him, a warrior with human bloodline.

Lang Wuhen, who was standing aside, quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Chen Changsheng would not snatch the inheritance of the Demon Lord, and his eyes were rolling around and kept spinning.

"Hey, wolf cub, how powerful are those demon lords?" Taoist Shenmu clicked his mouth twice and asked.

"Dominor?" Lang Wuhen blinked his eyes and remembered for a moment before speaking without any rushing, saying, "Actually, I have never seen the Demon Lord, but I heard from other Demon Kings that the strength of the Twelve Demon Lords is at least the cultivation level of the Ancient Emperor realm."

"Hiss...Ancient, Ancient Emperor Realm?"

Woo, woo, woo...

After hearing Lang Wuhen's words, Taoist Shenmu suddenly glared. You know, it was only the fifth level of the Emperor Realm during its heyday, and it was a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Emperor Realm, let alone the unattainable ancient emperor realm.

"Hey...Boy Chen, why don't you help me to grab the inheritance of that demon lord?" Taoist Shenmu rubbed his hands, looked at Chen Changsheng with a shy face.

"You?" Chen Changsheng turned his head, glanced at it lightly, and said, "No hope."

"Why?" The smile on the face of the Shenmu Taoist suddenly froze and asked unhappily.

"There are no tree demons among the twelve demons, and their inheritance is not suitable for you." Lang Wuhen licked his lips, looked at Chen Changsheng secretly, and then spoke at the Taoist Shenmu without any haste, saying: "Unless they are blind, it is absolutely impossible to leave their inheritance to a tree demon like you, let alone, if it weren't for the young master, a person like you, would probably not even be able to enter the royal city."

"Wolf, wolf cub, do you think I can't even enter this royal city?" Taoist Shenmu was angry and looked at Lang Wuhen angrily.

"Well, I definitely can't get in." Lang Wuhen nodded and said with a confident look on his face.

"You know, when I was at the peak of my sect, I was at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm." Taoist Shenmu gritted his teeth and said.

"So what about the fifth level of the Emperor Realm? Your bloodline is too bad." Lang Wuhen curled his lips. With its conditions, he naturally looked down on the Taoist Divine Wood. After all, it can become a corpse monster, its bloodline is countless times stronger than most demon races.

Poor bloodline?

This sect is a sycamore tree.

"Brother Chen, I want to beat it up very much." Taoist Shenmu held it in for a long time before he looked messy.

"Beat it, I'll be sure." Chen Changsheng's eyes remained on the holy mountain, and he said carelessly.

"Do you want to fight?" Lang Wuhen raised his eyelids, looked at the Taoist Shenmu and spoke, "Little Tree Demon, I will let you have two claws, how about it?"

Taoist Shenmu: "..."

Woo, woo, woo...

The Taoist Shenmu and Lang Wuhen were quarreling. At this moment, the demon clouds shrouded above the ancient city surged. Dongfang Chui'er, who was still holding the token in his hand, frowned and spoke crisply, saying, "Chen... Chen Changsheng, there seems to be a voice calling me to the demon, above the demon mountain."

"Call you?" Chen Changsheng was slightly stunned.

"The inheritance... the inheritance has been opened, it is the demon master who is calling." Lang Wuhen jumped up suddenly, and the furry wolf face looked at Dongfang Huier with envy and said, "Young Master, she has been selected by the demon master. Let's go to the holy mountain."

"Bang……"

As soon as Lang Wuhen finished speaking, he saw that its soul sea suddenly shook, and the wolf hairs on its body also stood upside down. A confused look flashed in his eyes first, and then he was so excited that he said nonsense, "I, I was also selected, selected?"

"Where is this master?" Taoist Shenmu raised his head, looked at the direction of the holy mountain with a confused look on his face, muttering, "That demon master is too unreliable. Even this wolf cub can be selected, but there is no such thing as this master?"

"Yaaaa."

Hearing the muttering of Taoist Shenmu, the turtle soul crawling on Chen Changsheng's shoulder, nodded with agreement.

"Little thing, you weren't selected either?" Taoist Shenmu relaxed a little, and said.

"Yaa." Turtle Soul nodded again, and his little face was full of depression. The mung bean eyes wandered around for a long time, as if he wanted to eat the entire holy mountain.

"Little guy, why are you going to cause trouble?" Chen Changsheng raised his hand and slapped the Turtle Soul on the head, cursing with amusement and crying: "You are the beast soul. Even if those demons are confused, they will never throw their inheritance to a beast soul."

"Brother Chen, this sect is not a beast soul." Taoist Shenmu gritted his teeth and said.

"Oh, you have too bad bloodlines, they don't like it." Chen Changsheng said without looking back, took Dongfang Huier's hand and said, "Okay, let's go over."

"Okay..." Dongfang Huier nodded vigorously, and the call in her mind became louder and louder. Her bright little face was also red at this moment.

The wolf Wuhen, who was following the side, was so excited that it could not be himself at this moment. It never dreamed that the demon king inherited such a good thing. It was a small corpse demon wolf, and was about to speak up and ask Chen Changsheng. If the other party could make a move, I hope that it could help it when it snatched the inheritance.

I saw countless warriors and beast shadows flying towards the holy mountain as if they were tacit understanding.

At first glance, there were at least hundreds of thousands of people. When he thought of himself competing for the inheritance with so many people, Lang Wuhen was shocked and murmured with some anxiety, "Okay... so many people."
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