Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

"In that case, we won't be polite!"

Moro smiled slightly, and immediately brought Zi Lan and the other four demon ancestors to the martial arts square, found five seats and sat down.

"Ancestor Black Wind, when will the grand event be held?"

The Purple Mist Demon Ancestor couldn't help but look up at Mo Fan.

"No hurry, you seniors can have some tea first!"

Mo Fan smiled and clapped his hands. Immediately, a female demon from the King Realm flew to the martial arts arena and offered tea.

This scene also made the monsters in the square look puzzled.

In the eyes of the monsters, almost all the big monsters related to the toad monster have arrived, even the monster ancestors of Baisheng Mountain have come. Logically speaking, the monster race’s grand event should begin.

But the toad demon remained unmoved at this time, which inevitably caused more speculation in the minds of the demons. They wondered which demon Lai Bao was waiting for?

This made the monsters feel puzzled but also gave rise to some expectations.

Especially the thirty-five great monsters were feeling uneasy at this moment, but they were extremely excited in their hearts.

Now they finally understand how valuable the chair under their butts is.

Not to mention the demon kings, even the saints of the major demon realms and even the powerful ones in the ancestral realm would find it difficult to get this seat!

In an instant, the thirty-five demon kings felt fortunate and finally understood what a wise choice it had been to become sworn brothers with the Toad Demon from the Black Wind Mountain.

Apart from anything else, the presentation alone is very generous.

Although the monsters did not think that the Black Wind Mountain had the ability to attract more great monsters from the ancestral realm, seeing that the Black Wind Ancestor had not announced the start of the event, they did not say anything more and could only wait quietly.

The three saints, Yan Mo, Qing Hou, Yu Heng and others, couldn't help but frown at this moment.

Before coming here, they had already made some understanding of Lai Bao, the toad demon. Although they were surprised at the speed of Lai Bao's cultivation, they were more inclined to attribute it all to the White Tiger Saint King.

So in their opinion, Mo Fan just had a bit of luck.

Without the inheritance of the White Tiger Saint King, how can one dream of cultivating to the ancestral realm with only the true form of a toad?

I’m afraid even it would be difficult to become a demon king!

At the same time, it is precisely because of the relationship with the White Tiger Saint King that the many great monsters in the White Saint Mountain have a close relationship with him.

Therefore, in their opinion, when Mo Fan convened this so-called demon race gathering this time, at most only some great demons from the two major demon domains of Fengming Mountain and Baisheng Mountain would come to attend the gathering.

In fact, it was almost as the three saints had expected. Although there were quite a few powerful ancestral realm masters here, after all, only these two major demon domains were participating. Logically speaking, the so-called demon clan gathering should be held, and there was really no need to wait any longer.

"Mysterious!"

Qinghu sneered repeatedly.

"Luck is just luck after all. Once some lucky guys have exhausted their connections with the senior demons, they will end up in a very ugly state!

Although the ancestral realm is powerful, it is nothing compared to those holy kings.

No matter how high a flea jumps, you can kill it with just one finger!"

The Flame Demon was also sneering and looking at the guy who was sipping tea in the first seat with a playful expression, thinking that the other party was just pretending to be calm.

Hearing the two demons' voice transmission, Yu Heng couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and then transmitted the voice: "If you two are not convinced, you can speak out your thoughts loudly."

"Yuheng, what do you mean?!"

Yuheng's words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the two saints, and they all looked at him.

"It's nothing, I just think you two are hypocritical and boring!"

Yuheng shrugged and ignored the two monsters.

"Pretending to be noble!"

Qinghu sneered and said nothing more.

The Son of the Flame Demon also sneered and said nothing.

Although the three saints all have a common goal, they do not have any good feelings towards each other.

"It seems that the three major demon realms are not united."

Mo Fan's eyes moved slightly. He had amazing mental strength and his cultivation was higher than the three demons, but he listened carefully to every word that was transmitted between the three saints.

Just at this moment, two figures suddenly appeared on the martial arts field, startling all the powerful monsters present.

Mo Fan was also stunned when he saw the two figures. Then he stood up and smiled at one of them, saying, "Laibao respectfully welcomes the Holy King Xuanwu!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the demons were in an uproar.

The Holy King Xuanwu is here?

Even the five demon ancestors of Baisheng Mountain and the three saints including Yuheng were all shocked at this moment and looked towards the two figures in the martial arts field.

"Brother, we are here to support you!!"

The little fat boy Xuan Pangpang supported his ancestor with one hand and raised the other hand high to greet Mo Fan, his face full of excitement.

However, as soon as this guy finished speaking, he was slapped on the forehead by his own ancestor.

"We are only here to participate in the demon race's grand event, not to be thugs. Why should we support them?"

Xuan Ming rolled his eyes and then asked Mo Fan, "Boy, is there a seat for us grandparents?"

"Of course there is. Holy King, please take a seat quickly!"

Mo Fan quickly nodded with a smile. He was a little surprised that the Holy King Xuanwu would come in person. However, he also realized that the Holy King Xuanwu did not come in his real body, but only in the form of his magical powers.

But even so, he was still flattered.

"Ah."

Xuan Ming nodded, took a step forward, and disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already sitting on a seat next to Zhan Ao, while Xuan Pangpang did not sit down either, but stood beside Xuan Ming with a respectful look on his face.

This method of teleportation made all the great monsters in the ancestral realm present narrow their eyes slightly.

Although they all know how to teleport, obviously none of them are as good as this guy.

As soon as Xuan Ming sat down, Zhan Ao stood up and said to Xuan Ming respectfully, "Greetings to Senior Xuanwu Saint King!"

"So it's you, little war eagle?"

Hearing this, Xuan Ming looked at Zhan Ao, his eyes twinkled, and said with a smile: "Not bad, you are almost touching the threshold of our level, you are worthy of being the strongest under Fire Phoenix!"

"Saint King, you are overpraising me!"

Zhan Ao gave a slightly bitter smile. Normally, no matter where he went, he was always looked up to by other monsters. How many people dared to talk to him like this?

But Xuanming happens to be qualified.

After Zhan Ao sat down, all the great demons in the ancestral realm who were present stood up at the same time.

Upon seeing this, the thirty-five demon kings could not help but tremble all over, and then stood up.

"Greetings to the Holy King Xuanwu!!"

The next moment, all the demons spoke in unison, with great respect.

Xuan Ming glanced at them and said with a smile: "Good, they are all good children!"

“Don’t be polite, don’t worry about an old man like me, just do what you need to do. I am only invited to attend the meeting.

Here, Laibao is the host, and I and you are just guests.

So let’s not take over the show.”

After that, Xuan Ming looked at one of the monsters again, his eyes narrowed and he said, "Brother Mo Luo, the demonic energy in you seems to have become much heavier. I hope you can always remember that you have the blood of my monster race in your body!"

"Don't worry, Saint King Xuanwu, Mo Luo knows it!"

Moro was filled with awe and made a promise immediately.

"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not. If you dare to betray my demon clan in the future, I, the old man, will be the first one to not forgive you!"