Eight Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Woman (2)

"Haha, Cao Jin, you are really late. Did you die on a woman's belly in the past three days?"

"I think you, the deputy hall master, have come to an end, why don't you come to my twenty-three hall and be an envoy."

"Look at your distressed appearance, why can't you even sit on the ferry?"

"Who is this fair boy next to you?"

. . . . . .

A group of demon cultivators pointed at Nangong Xing and laughed.

Only then did Lu Fan see the whole picture of this place clearly.

This seemed to be an unknown place deep in the ground. The red magma flowing around and the hard black stone under his feet could tell him that this place was definitely very deep.

Behind the huge lava stone table, there is a stone door.

The strong demon energy and the weird bloody runes on it indicate that this is a complete demonic repair building, and there may be a large number of demonic cultivators stationed inside.

The stone door was closed tightly, leaving only a small gap, and a wave of evil energy came out from inside, almost rushing towards the face.

Nangong Xing and Lu Fan walked forward. The lava stone table was so big that a thousand people could sit on it.

On the main seat, the woman knocked lightly on the table and said: "Quiet. Cao Jin, since you have come, I won't say anything about you. Just because you are three days late, I will ask you to wait three days. Thousands of hands. No problem!"

Nangong Xing opened his mouth, he didn't even know where Fifteen Hall was.

But he still nodded and said, "No problem."

The woman looked up at Lu Fan again and said, "Which hall are you from? Why did you come here with Cao Jin?"

Lu Fan said, "I'm from Thirty-Three Hall."

The woman frowned and said, "Thirty-three halls? Shouldn't your mission be to search for the blood of pure yang from the surrounding fifty-two countries? Have you already completed it?"

Lu Fan rolled his eyes and said, "It's almost finished, the hall master sent me to ask if there are any other instructions."

The woman frowned slightly, but still nodded and said: "Just finish it soon. Your hall master is..."

Lu Fan hurriedly said, "Master Huoyuan Saintess."

The woman said: "Well, let her hurry up and transport the blood of pure yang. You are thirty-three halls, and you have no other tasks for the time being."

After finishing speaking, the woman turned her gaze elsewhere, and began to ask other demon cultivators one by one.

Lu Fan looked at the woman, feeling slightly familiar. He seems to have seen it somewhere, but he can't remember it at all.

Turning his head and looking around, among the demon cultivators in front of him, there was still a familiar face, the Fourth Prince Nangong Quan.

Next to him, Nangong Xing said via voice transmission: "Damn it. Brother Lu Fan, you are right, all the princes, princesses, and ministers of our Nangong family are all demon cultivators. None of these people are real, It's all fake. How did the demon cultivators do it!"

Lu Fan replied via voice transmission: "Nowadays, the most important thing is not whether they are fake or not. It's what they want to do in this way. Demon cultivators, if you want to make such a big move this time, if you just want to destroy your engine Heaven, their goal should have been achieved long ago. But Qingtian Kingdom is safe and prosperous outside. Only in this palace, there are so many demon cultivators, they have a big conspiracy!"

Nangong Xing said: "I know all this. But I still can't control it. My brothers, sisters, and everyone I know are probably dead."

Lu Fan sighed, he didn't know how to comfort Nangong Xing at this time.

But at this moment, Lu Fan suddenly thought of something, and said: "Among these people, do you have the face of a strong man, or does your father have the face?"

Nangong Xing said: "No."

Lu Fan nodded clearly, and said, "It seems that there is no room for reversal."

As soon as Lu Fan finished speaking, he suddenly heard a big-bellied demon cultivator slapping the table and shouting loudly: "Why do we have 5,000 more people in the 18th branch? They are all delicious human flesh. Take the good stove that was spawned by the demonic energy. I don’t agree with it, I will not let these people out. Elder Suman, please ask other halls to help. For example, there are many people in the 24th hall.”

As soon as the voice fell, another demon cultivator jumped onto the table and said: "What's wrong, the large number of people in our twenty-fourth hall is the result of our own hard work. Why do we have to send more people when we have more people? We Wouldn’t that be a good furnace? Fatty, are you looking for death, I swallowed you in one gulp!”

After finishing speaking, the two people really turned their figures into fog, and started fighting with each other. A group of magicians next to them were still cheering and applauding.

Lu Fan finally understood why it took so long for such a simple job report, and the relationship was caused by these gangsters fighting.

Elder Suman only glanced at them, and said calmly: "Whoever loses between you two wins."

Then, he pointed to another demon cultivator and asked.

Lu Fan frowned even more at this time. Suman, this name is familiar to him again.

Where did you hear it?

Thoughts raced through Lu Fan's mind.

And at this moment, the stone door behind suddenly opened with a bang.

Everyone stopped suddenly and immediately got up.

Lu Fan and Nan Gongxing also stood up and looked into the stone gate.

At this time, the three walked out slowly from the stone gate.

Two men and one woman are all demonic.

Blue, white and black, and three-color clothes, distinguish the three of them.

First of all, the one in Tsing Yi was a man with a scar on his face, a fierce face, and blood-red eyes.

A small black dragon was swimming around his neck. Seeing this dragon, Lu Fan immediately felt extreme fear from Xiao Hei.

Followed by a man in white, handsome in appearance, seems to be a scholar, holding a folding fan, his face pale. If it weren't for the fangs clearly exposed at the corners of his mouth, it would be impossible to tell that he is a demon cultivator.

Finally, there was a woman in black, her eyes were as black as ink, her long hair covered half of her face, and she looked indifferent. Her whole body was shrouded in thick darkness.

It doesn't seem to be magic energy, but it is definitely far better than magic energy.

Suddenly, all the demon cultivators bowed to the three of them and said, "I have seen the Dragon Slaughter Demon King, I have seen the Ghost Nightmare Demon King, and I have seen the Dark Priestess."

Lu Fan and Nangong Xing also bowed slightly, but their eyes were fixed on the three of them.

Nangong Xing whispered, his voice trembling slightly: "Brother Lu Fan, you are the three major demon kings of the Dao Heart Demon Sect. My God, they are all in my Qingtian Kingdom!"

Lu Fan heard the fear in Nangongxing's voice.

The demon king who can scare the princes of a country is probably a peerless powerhouse.

The three demon kings walked up to Suman, and the Dragon Slaughter Demon King said coldly: "How is things going? Elder Suman. The suzerain has high hopes for you!"

Elder Suman said softly: "Everything is in progress."

The Nightmare Demon King smiled and said, "That's good. If anyone refuses to obey discipline, just tell me and I'll help you kill them!"