"Yes, patriarch."

After the Black Fox Empress heard the words of the patriarch, a flash of expectation flashed in her eyes, and she said respectfully, it seems that the patriarch is not that pedantic character.

Then, the current patriarch of the fox demon clan is waiting for her challenge. As for the matter of the purple-clothed woman just now, the Black Fox Empress feels that she is not busy now and will help the patriarch when she has the opportunity.

Now that she is safe and has joined the demon clan, her top priority now is to recover from her injuries first, and then think about how to help the clan leader.

"Mrs. Bones, take the little black fox to Fox City. As for the trivial matters of the demon clan, I will leave them to you."

Sun Wukong looked at the White Bone Lady and the Black Fox Lady in front of him, and said calmly that since the matter was over for the time being, he might as well take a good sleep.

This experience did make him a little tired. Although with his cultivation, he didn't need to rest at all, Sun Wukong still enjoyed this peaceful life.

"Yes, patriarch."

After hearing the patriarch's instructions, Mrs. Bones bowed and said respectfully, of course she knew what the trivial matters the patriarch was talking about.

She is looking forward to the war that will come soon. She doesn't want to die? Does she want to continue to follow the patriarch? Let's see how far the patriarch can lead the demon clan.

"Yes, patriarch."

After hearing the words of the patriarch, the Black Fox Empress also bowed and said respectfully that it wouldn't take long for her to recover from her injuries.

When the time comes, let the leader of the fox demon clan see the methods of the Black Fox Empress? She will not be afraid of any living being.

Afterwards, Mrs. White Bones and the Black Fox Empress turned and left the hall. Sun Wukong sat on a chair, glanced at the direction in which his two men were leaving, and closed his eyes calmly.

I wonder if Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Hell, will come to Nezha's world? Even if he does come, he will not flinch. However, what he needs to think about now is which world to let the demon clan invade.

If the strength of that world is too weak? It makes no sense at all, but? If the strength of that world is too strong, I'm afraid? His demon clan will really suffer heavy losses.

Moreover, although Sun Wukong did not think how powerful the so-called Mote Empire would be, after all, his demon clan had never fought against the creatures in the technological plane.

If he really wanted to choose the Dust Empire as his enemy this time, Sun Wukong could guess without thinking that his subordinates would definitely be in a hurry.

Demon boy plane, Chentangguan, General Military Mansion, backyard.

Nezha lay leisurely on the chair, closing his eyes slightly, feeling the breeze blowing by. This was his life, leisurely and comfortable, without having to worry about so many trivial matters.

At this moment, a blood-colored passage suddenly appeared. A man in blood-clothed clothes walked out of the passage. He looked at the world in front of him and glanced at the child lying on the chair not far away, without paying attention.

Ning Yuan really didn't expect that this time, he would meet such an interesting little guy. Although he was so weak, he had the means to escape from the Blood Prison.

If he hadn't been playing with a ferocious beast just now, he would have captured the little guy back to the Blood Prison, and then let the little guy experience what real despair is.

You must know that there are many demons who escaped from the Blood Prison, but the ending of those demons is also quite tragic. Their cultivation is abolished, their limbs are broken, and they can only crawl on the ground of the Blood Prison for the rest of their lives, using their blood to

The ground in Blood Hell is dyed even redder.

However, this time, he seemed to have encountered something unexpected. The little guy's aura was no longer in this world, and his mark seemed to have dissipated.

Ning Yuan didn't think that that little guy could resolve his mark, and there seemed to be no strong person in this world who was at the same level as him.

It seems that the demons imprisoned in the Blood Prison by him can have a very weak hope, a hope that allows those demons to persevere when they are desperate.

After taking a breath, Ning Yuan came to his senses, stepped out, and appeared directly near the child. With a thought, a bloody throne appeared behind him.

Ning Yuan sat leisurely on the throne, looking at the little child in front of him, the son of destiny in this world. He didn't pay too much attention to the little guy's traces.

If there is a powerful demon that dissolves his mark, that demon must be in the same realm as him, then even if he doesn't go to find that little guy.

That little guy will also come to him with that powerful demon. If that little guy has died and his mark accidentally dissipates, it doesn't matter.

There are hundreds of thousands of demons imprisoned in the Blood Prison. He can hardly count them. How can he care about the life and death of a little guy? Now, what he is most curious about is the kid in front of him.

, the son of luck in this world.

He has been walking in the heavens for so long, and this is the first time he has met such an interesting son of fate. Just now, Ning Yuan has simply understood what this son of fate has done from the consciousness of the world.

Even with his current level of cultivation, he has to praise this Son of Destiny. Although he is young, he is decisive in killing, has strength and strategy, and is better than the Son of Destiny who he has seen before who is not enterprising.

So much better.

For such an outstanding tribesman, just staying in this world seems a bit unfair. Ning Yuan even wants to accept this son of fate as his disciple, so that this son of fate can inherit his mission and become a disciple after his death.

The new Lord of the Blood Hell and the protector of the human race.

Nezha, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly felt something was wrong around him. The breeze just now seemed to have stopped suddenly. Nezha opened his eyes curiously.

At first glance, he saw a man in blood sitting on a bloody throne, looking at him leisurely. Nezha instantly felt that his whole body was not well. He subconsciously held the token and looked at the man in blood in front of him.

, said weakly.

"Well, if I close my eyes now and continue to sleep, is it still too late?"

To be honest, Nezha was feeling the most exciting in his life. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a strong man staring at him.

The most important thing is that the method by which the strong man appears is too weird. He is the son of luck in this world. If he faces an ordinary enemy, the consciousness of the world will not see him in danger.

But what about this time? There was no vision or warning, as if the consciousness of the world was not aware of the existence of the man in blood.

Nezha really felt that Sun Wukong had really tricked him this time. This man in blood should be Ning Yuan, the Lord of Blood Prison whom the Black Fox Empress mentioned.

However, although Nezha felt very excited, he did not have too many worries. Although Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Hell, was stronger than him in cultivation, his backer was the Lord of the Group.

Nezha is still very confident about the power of the group leader. If Ning Yuan, the Lord of the Blood Prison, plans to imprison him in the Blood Prison, Nezha will not hesitate at all.

He remembered that the leader of the group told them that if they encountered an enemy they could not defeat, they only needed to shout the name of the leader and then lie on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Although Nezha felt that if he really shouted the name of the group leader and disturbed the group leader who was sleeping in chaos, the consequences would be terrible, but it was still better than being imprisoned in the blood prison forever.

"Li Nezha, the former Great Shang Emperor's master, the son of destiny in this world, is so young, but he can accomplish so many deeds that will be remembered for generations to come."

"I'm really curious, why are you so powerful? Can you tell me?"

After Ning Yuan heard the words of the son of luck in front of him, a smile appeared on his calm face, and he said gently that he would not be deceived by the disguise of the son of luck in front of him.

The Great Shang Emperor Master that he learned from the world consciousness of this world is not as soft and weak as he is in front of him. Besides, Ning Yuan really doesn't have any hostility.

He is the Lord of the Blood Hell and the protector of the human race. Walking in the heavens and protecting the human race is his mission and responsibility, and what this son of fate has done is...

He appreciated that not all the Sons of Destiny had the courage to lead the elites of the human race to fight the demon army in a decisive battle, and this Son of Destiny was still so young.

Ning Yuan remembered that his teacher, the previous Lord of the Blood Hell, rescued him when he was about to die in the hands of a monster, and then took him to travel across the heavens and taught him all his magical powers.

It's a pity that his teacher died in a powerful world after all. Later, he walked around the heavens alone, and when he encountered a world where humans lived, he left behind some cultivation methods.

When encountering those demons and ghosts, they would directly capture them and imprison them in the Blood Prison. Just killing those demons, Ning Yuan felt, was too cheap for those demons.

Ning Yuan wants those demons to be imprisoned in the blood prison forever and ever. Life is worse than death. He cannot live or die. Only in this way can he be happy.

"I'm just a little better than ordinary people. I don't deserve such a high evaluation from this young master. What's more, this is what I should do."

After Nezha heard the praise from Ning Yuan, the Lord of Blood Hell, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, he held the token tightly in his hand and said helplessly.

Even though he was well-informed, he was still a little helpless when facing such a powerful creature. He didn't know how Ning Yuan, the Lord of Blood Hell, knew what he had done before.

All he knew was that he didn't have to try to call Sun Wukong for help. With the protection of the group leader, he didn't have to involve his friends at all.
Chapter completed!