In the Demon Court, even the lords and kings of the big family members dare not disobey these young people who are still in the training stage.

Within less than a stick of incense, the "Xianqiong Tower" was already crowded with people. They were all young men and women who looked only twenty-seven or eight years old, gathered together in groups of three or five. When they heard the purpose of the Demon Emperor summoning them to the "Demon God", their faces suddenly turned red.

His eyes were full of firmness and excitement. Many descendants of the ancient demon clan clenched their fists, their joints turned white, and they were so sharp that they were 'kick' and 'kick'.

"The Demon Emperor, all the people who have experienced and retreated outside have arrived." Yao Tong said in a low voice.

"Okay..." Yao Mixun nodded, looked at the dark crowd outside Xianqiong Tower, and his whole heart was raised to his throat. The inheritance of hundreds of demon gods. Looking at the history of the entire demon court, he had never been born. Even the lord of the demon court was not sure how many demon gods would be willing to leave their inheritance in the end. Seeing that many demon gods were already full of wine, they stood up and looked at the black tiger demon god sitting next to Chen Changsheng, bowed and said, "Senior Black Tiger, everyone is here, look..."

"So slow?" Heihu glanced at him and said coldly, "Okay, let's go out and take a look. Whether you can choose the right person depends on your own luck."

‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…

As soon as the Black Tiger finished speaking, he saw that at least three or four hundred demon gods turned into afterimages and flew out of Xianqiong Tower without delay for a moment.

The will of these demon gods have lived for hundreds of millions of years in "The Palace of Ten Thousand Demons". Their purpose is not only to keep a legacy, but also to some unfulfilled wishes, hoping to give them to the successors they choose to help them complete.

"Spirit Monkey, aren't you going out?" Heihu blinked his eyes twice, looked at the remaining demon gods, muttered.

"Why don't you go?" The monkey looked at it with a squinted eyes and said, "The bloodlines of those little things are so mixed. I guess the inheritance of this Monkey King is left to them. I guess I can't even understand one or two. But you, I remember that the Black Tiger clan has no ability except brute force. Just find someone casually, so you can't die at that time and look like you are dying with your eyes open."

"Die monkey, are you itchy again? Do you want me to help you relax?" The black tiger demon god said with a vicious look on his face.

"Hmph, it's up to you?" The Spirit Monkey Demon God was not willing to be outdone. As early as in "The Palace of Ten Thousand Demons", it had fought with the Black Tiger countless times, but no one could do anything to the other. Therefore, even if the Black Tiger was so vicious, it did not have any fear.

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Seeing that there were seven or eight demon gods left in Xianqiong Tower, all of which were black tigers, spirit monkeys, and unicorns. Seeing that they had no movement, Chen Changsheng swallowed all the things he wanted to say, and sent a message to Yao Qingxue not far away, saying, "Go and get the two idiots Kun Sheng and Xiang Wuji, who are so stupid. It's too late to come."

"What are you doing to find Kun Sheng and Xiang Wuji?" Yao Qingxue was slightly stunned and looked at Chen Changsheng in a daze. Thinking of a certain possibility, there was also a shock and a look of surprise on his pretty face. He shook his head with amusement and tears, looked at Yao Yanxin beside him, and said, "Yanxin, where are the two boys you brought back?"

"What's wrong in the Princess's Mansion?" Yao Yanxin said with confusion.

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nbsp; "Let me send all those two idiots here." Yao Qingxue glanced at Chen Changsheng, laughing and crying, and said, "Someone is dreaming about trying to get a copy of his two good brothers."

"It's indeed a bit delusional..." Yao Yanxin nodded and said, "I remember those two little guys, one is the Kun clan and the other is the bloodline of the Xiang clan, right? Let's not talk about these demon gods, there is no Kun and the Xiang clan. If you take a step back, with their bloodlines, you may not be favored by these demon gods."

"Don't care." Yao Qingxue said with an indifferent look on her face, "I also want to see that he and those demon gods have become one. With his three-inch tongue, can these demon gods be praised for their wishes."

"Impossible..." Yao Yanxin shook his head, gave an order to the little maid beside him, then turned his head and looked at Yao Qingxue, and said, "If it were those little demon gods at the bottom, there would be one or two points. The remaining ones were not weak in breath. At least they were at the peak of the ancient emperor's realm during their lifetime, and they were only one step away from the Martial Emperor. How strong are their wills? How could they change their original intentions easily?"

Yao Qingxue nodded without saying anything. Just as Yao Yanxin said, the eyes of these demon gods can be said to be ridiculously high. Even if she and Yao Yanxin stood up, these demon gods might not have looked at each other more, let alone Xiang Wuji and Kun Sheng, who are more than 100,000 miles away from them.

The Qilin Demon God who had not spoken had his eyes on Yao Wuji and said lightly: "I like this Kirin Clan's blood boy. You guys don't want to snatch me, this old bone, right?"

Yao Wuji felt ecstatic, but when he was stared at by several demon gods, he was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe. Yao Wuming and Yao Wuxin, who were standing aside, looked at the remaining demon gods with nervous expressions.

"The blood of the Qilin clan, it's it?" Heihu turned his head, glanced at Yao Wuji, sneered, and said, "Old Qilin, I don't want this kind of thing to give to me."

"The Qilin clan between heaven and earth has long been destroyed. I don't have the great ambitions of you." The Qilin Demon God shook his head and said, "As long as I ensure that the bloodline inheritance of my clan is not lost, I will be satisfied..."

"King Qilin, I can't be careless about choosing a person who inherits the inheritance. I happened to call a few kids with good bloodlines to come over. Otherwise, how many brothers will take a look first?" Chen Changsheng smiled and said.

Can't be careless?

The roots and bones and bloodlines are good?

Yao Wuji was dumbfounded.

When he heard that his youngest son was taken by the Qilin Demon God, the smile on Yao Mixun's face froze before he could even bloom. His eyes towards Chen Changsheng became gloomy.

Even Yao Qingxue and Yao Yanxin were stunned. After looking at each other, their faces became strange. They thought it was obvious with their toes that the people Chen Changsheng was talking about were Xiang Wuji and Kun Sheng. However, no matter how they looked at them, they really couldn't see them. What was there to surprise those two bastards?

"Your person is a little too brave, right? He is not worried about being slapped to death by cheating the demon god?" Yao Yanxin said with a strange face.

"He probably thinks that these demon gods have good tempers, right?" Yao Qingxue smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but feel sweaty for Chen Changsheng, looking at him with concern on his pretty face.
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