Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

The arrival of the Holy King Xuanwu undoubtedly made the demons look up to the Toad Demon Laibao again, and also caused the faces of the three Holy Sons who were waiting to watch the show not far away to change slightly.

"There is actually a Saint King coming to attend the meeting. Isn't this treasure too bizarre?"

The pupils of the Flame Demon Saint shrank slightly when he saw this. The appearance of the Black Tortoise Saint King was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations.

If the appearance of the demon ancestors of Baisheng Mountain was regarded as Mo Fan's acceptance of the favor of White Tiger Saint King, then the appearance of Black Tortoise Saint King made him a little confused.

Xuanming, who is also a Saint King, seems to have no need to consider the face of the inheritor of the White Tiger Saint King.

But he came anyway.

"Could it be that this person came to attend the meeting because of the Fire Phoenix Saint King?"

Qinghu frowned, also unable to understand why the Holy King Xuanwu would come here in person.

In the impression of the three saints, although the toad demon Laibao was given the title of the Emperor's son, they always believed that it was just that Laibao was luckier. If they really tried their best, they would not necessarily be much weaker than Laibao.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, in the eyes of the three saints, Mo Fan had the same saint-son-level combat power as them, and was still far from being able to touch the Saint King.

But now the Holy King Xuanwu came at Mo Fan's invitation, which shocked them a little.

"Brother Lai Bao is not the Holy Son of Fengming Mountain's demon realm. Besides, Fengming Mountain announced its closure more than ten years ago. How could Fire Phoenix invite Xuanwu Saint King to come here just because of a so-called demon clan emperor's son?"

Yu Heng sneered. He had a different idea from Qing Hou and Yan Mo. He stared at the one on the throne and couldn't help but take a deep breath. He said in a deep voice: "Ten years have passed. I'm afraid Brother Lai Bao is no longer someone we can predict!"

When Yu Heng said this, the two demons, Yan Mo and Qing Hou, couldn't help but stare at him.

They are not stupid, so they can naturally understand the meaning behind Yuheng's words. If this is true, then it can only mean one thing, that Saint King Xuanwu came here not for any other Saint Kings, but just for that Toad Monster Laibao!

And if Lai Bao can really persuade the Holy King, it means that he is now unfathomable and can at least influence some of the Holy King's decisions!

Thinking about Lai Bao's decision to schedule the demon clan's grand gathering today, the two saints immediately had a bad feeling in their hearts, and at the same time, they couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

They are all holy sons, and they are high above all the major demon domains. Even when facing Lai Bao, who is already known as the emperor's son, they can still remain calm. In fact, deep down they don't think that Lai Bao is much stronger than them.

They can tolerate Laibao being stronger than them, but they find it difficult to accept that they need to look up to Laibao.

Mo Fan naturally heard the messages from the three saints, and he just smiled slightly.

Now he no longer regards the three great saint sons as his rivals. His opponents are only the saint kings of the major holy lands!

If he were to compete with these so-called saints again, it would undoubtedly be a disgrace.

At least that’s what Mo Fan thought. Otherwise, with his previous personality, if these saints dared to frame him like this, he would have beaten them into a pile of mud long ago.

The arrival of the Holy King Xuanwu in person undoubtedly added a layer of mystery to Mo Fan, and made the monsters feel that the monster race’s grand event was finally about to begin.

But they found that Mo Fan still hadn't announced the start of the demon race's grand event, and the Black Tortoise Saint King didn't urge them either, but was dozing off instead, which made the demons speechless.

Could it be that there are still powerful people who have not arrived yet?

For a moment, the monsters couldn't help but have some more guesses in their minds.

"Hahahaha... How can the demon race's grand gathering be without my Giant Spirit Mountain?"

Soon, a loud voice suddenly resounded throughout the Black Wind Mountain!

Immediately afterwards, three figures appeared above Black Wind Mountain.

Two of the monsters were of sturdy build, with double horns on their heads, and the aura they exuded was extremely oppressive!

Compared with these two figures, the other figure looked much more delicate.

Although she was wearing a white dress, it could not hide her tall figure and curvy body. As soon as she appeared, she became the focus of the demons.

After seeing the banshee in white dress, Mo Fan couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and his face showed joy from the bottom of his heart.

These three monsters were none other than the Giant Spirit Saint King Niu Dasheng, Mo Fan’s sworn brother Niu Xiaosheng, and the man in black who had been in seclusion for a long time!

"Brother, we are here!!"

Niu Xiaosheng waved at Mo Fan and said excitedly, "We are not too late, are we? I persuaded my father for a long time before he decided to ignore Wangyue Valley's invitation and come to you!"

"Of course not, I'm just waiting for you!"

Mo Fan smiled slightly, stood up immediately, and bowed to the Great Sage Niu, saying, "Laibao greets the Great Saint King Juling!"

The Giant Holy King?

When the monsters heard this, they were shocked again and looked towards the burly man.

In fact, although there are many big monsters in the monster clan, only a few have actually seen the great saint kings, so naturally, not many big monsters know the Saint King Ju Ling.

"Nephew, no need to be so polite!"

Niu Dasheng smiled heartily, swept his eyes over the monsters below, and finally looked at the dozing Holy King Xuanwu.

"Senior Xuanming, I didn't expect you to be here already. It's me, Old Niu, who is late."

As soon as Niu Dasheng said this, Xuan Pangpang hurriedly stepped forward and patted his ancestor on the shoulder, whispering: "Ancestor, the Giant Spirit Saint King is here and is talking to you!"

"Ah? You want a whole-beef feast?"

Xuan Ming opened his eyes dazedly, looked around with a puzzled look, and finally frowned and shouted at his grandson: "You little bastard, are you itching for trouble? You only know how to fool your ancestor!"

"Uh... I'm not talking about the whole cattle feast, I'm talking about the arrival of the Giant Spirit Saint King..."

Xuan Pangpang looked embarrassed and raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

The Giant Holy King?

Xuan Ming was startled, then he looked up, only to see that Niu Dasheng had a drooping face.

"So it's Niu Xiaozi, you're here?"

"Why do you look so gloomy today? Is there anyone who owes you spiritual stones?"

Xuan Ming spoke in surprise. Niu Dasheng's face twitched slightly, so he could only smile and said, "Senior, you are joking. Looking at the entire Shiwan Mountains, who dares to owe me spirit stones and not pay them back?"

“That’s true. You’re a big boss now, and you’re no longer the same as before. But don’t keep such a gloomy face. It’s so ugly!

It would be bad if it scares the younger ones around here!"

Xuan Ming took advantage of his seniority to criticize, which made the monsters want to laugh but dare not, while Niu Dasheng sighed helplessly.

"Uncle Niu, my dear brother, please take a seat quickly!"

Seeing that Niu Dasheng looked embarrassed, Mo Fan quickly spoke up and changed the subject.

However, the way he addressed the Great Sage Bull shocked the other monsters.

The three saints were all dumbfounded.

My goodness, when did the relationship between this toad demon and the Giant Spirit Saint King become so close?

"Well, my dear nephew is thoughtful. He knew I came late and reserved a seat for me."

Niu Dasheng grinned, ripples appeared under his feet, and the next moment he appeared with the two monsters beside him between the seats next to the Black Tortoise Saint King and sat down carelessly.

"Black-clothed people pay their respects to the ancestor!"

At this time, the man in black respectfully saluted Mo Fan who was sitting on the first seat.

Mo Fan's eyelids jumped when he heard that, and he quickly said with a smile: "Sister in black, there is no need to be polite. You have already broken through to the ancestral realm. In terms of cultivation, we are at the same realm. If you continue to call me ancestor, it will make me old. From now on, just call me 'big brother' like Xiaoshengxian brother!"