I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 44: A Mere Mortal

If Meng Jiao saw everything in front of him, he would definitely think that Feng Xuan was a complete scumbag.

It is an unforgivable crime to disappoint such a beautiful woman.

Unfortunately, he was able to chase the young generation of Yang State's barbarian prince who was fleeing in a panic with his own strength.

Couldn't escape the evil spirit's plan.

Some people always think that the demon race is stupid and completely unable to compete with human intelligence.

But among the human race, there is an idiom that has been passed down for a long time: Too much wisdom makes one a demon!
Although Feng Xuan looks young.

But his soul is that of an old man in his sixties.

Even if you retain a childlike heart, you may occasionally behave like a naughty child.

He looked at the white-robed witch and shook his head.

The blood-red wind in his hand split into two.

One of them hovered in the air, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

One is still in his hand, and the attack is fierce.

It was the first time that the White-robed Demoness had seen such a magical method.

Granny Gui was a little anxious.

She walked to the northwest corner of the room and took out a white incense stick that was half burned.

The blood-red paper money originally held in Meng Jiao's palm turned into a spark, lighting this special incense stick.

"Lord Mountain God, my lady is now facing a powerful enemy."

"We respectfully request the Mountain God to grant us divine power and help Miss capture the tribute!"

Oh oh oh!
A sinister wind suddenly arose from nowhere and whistled past.

It actually blew off the lotus crown on Feng Xuan's head.

It blew his long hair away.

The white-robed banshee looked excited, and the sharp claws in her hands grew again visibly.

Feng Xuan frowned, thinking something was wrong: "This demon girl is indeed related to that damn mountain god."

"Looks like we have to make a quick decision!"

His mind raced, his feet stepped on Yin and Yang, and he seemed to be making progress.

In fact, he turned around and stabbed him in the back.

The attack angles are becoming more and more tricky.

The white-robed demon snorted coldly, "Hmph! Even with the master's divine power, I wonder how long you can hold on."

In Feng Xuan's Tongtian Palace, there were indeed wisps of white spiritual power, moving back and forth like insects.

Not only tried to destroy everything in Tongtian Dao Palace.

He even wanted to penetrate into the body of the Taoist true spirit "Three-legged Golden Crow".

Boo!
The three-legged golden crow soared into the sky and let out a loud and long cry.

A sea of ​​fire as blazing as the sun descended from the sky.

"how……"

These white spiritual powers couldn't even last a breath in the golden sea of ​​fire.

But these white spiritual powers made a sound before they disappeared!

Feng Xuan suppressed his guess, and the water level of the Yuquan Pool in Tongtian Palace dropped by half in an instant.

The jade liquid exploded, and the violent spiritual power turned into a torrent and gushed out.

The green blood and long wind turned into four.

The demon woman in white crossed her claws and just blocked the sword in front of her.

But there were three other swords piercing her snow-white fur from three other directions.

The calamity force transformed into long, inky black nails and drilled into her body.

"Miss!"

Granny Gui's eyes were red with anger, even as early as when Feng Xuan's sword transformed into four forms.

She had already thrown the crutch in her hand.

But Meng Jiao jumped up and pretended to be dead on the spot.

The bone spear in his hand smashed down from the air.

While smashing Grandma Gui's walking stick, her head was also smashed.

The eyes of the white-clad banshee were fierce at this moment, and there was no trace of her previous charm and enchantment. I felt pity for her.

She wanted to say something, but the calamity force in her body suddenly erupted and tore her body into pieces.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"You really don't show any mercy to women."

"How could you have the heart to kill such a peerless fairy?"

Feng Xuan ignored Meng Jiao's teasing.

He frowned and stared at the panel in his mind.

"There is no spiritual rhythm recorded. Could it be that the illusion of this white-robed banshee is of a very high grade?"

"Is it still above the Myriad Tribulations Sword Technique?"

Meng Jiao seemed to see Feng Xuan's confusion and pointed to a burnt tail in the corner.

"This is the innate magical power of the Fire Eye Fox Clan."

"It's not the illusion you think it is." "This banshee has at least three tails, and is considered a genius in the clan."

"You have offended such an existence."

"Even a great swordsman may not be able to help you solve it."

"You better be careful in your future actions!"

The Manchus have always had frequent dealings with monsters and beasts, and Meng Jiao possesses the innate ability to tame monsters.

The two are now allies and have no conflict of interest.

His words are certainly trustworthy.

Feng Xuan suppressed his doubts and looked at Meng Jiao with a smile.

"how?"

"Are you excited?"

"If you were to take charge of a female vixen like this, I think you would be able to control her easily!"

Meng Jiao raised his head and smiled proudly.

"of course!"

"The Fire Eye Fox Clan is a rare spiritual beast."

"Especially the three-tailed fox, it is destined to become a fifth-level powerhouse!"

Looking at Feng Xuan's expression, Meng Jiao suddenly realized something.

He lowered his head and looked at his entire body carefully.

"what happened?"

"Have I been tricked?"

Feng Xuan pointed to the shrine in the northwest corner.

There, there was a pair of eyes as black as ink, staring at Meng Jiao.

"Barbarians!"

"I have nothing to do with you, yet you kill my priest."

"I'll make a note of today's account!"

"I must ask the Barbarian King to give me an explanation someday..."

As the white incense burns out, the black eyes disappear and the hoarse voice becomes ethereal.

Meng Jiao's face looked very ugly.

He seems careless, but he is actually very thoughtful.

He had already guessed that the owner of this voice was none other than the demon king Baihu whom he had been thinking about all the time.

"This old white cat's strength is beyond imagination!"

Feng Xuan nodded thoughtfully, he had doubts in his heart.

Just ask directly.

"With your status, even if you need a white tiger, you shouldn't target it!"

Meng Jiao smiled bitterly: "As expected, you are still too perceptive."

"I won't hide it from you either."

"This old cat is now in the process of metamorphosis."

"As long as he takes one more step forward, he will become the second Monster King besides the one in the Hundred Monster Road."

"By then, the area of ​​several thousand miles with Jingting Mountain as its core will be transformed into its demonic domain."

When Feng Xuan heard this, a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of his cheap dad Fengchen.

He remained calm and suppressed his thoughts.

"If that's the case, why doesn't the Barbarian Kingdom join forces with the Jiang Kingdom to defeat them?"

"Jiang Country shouldn't be short of rank five experts!"

Meng Jiao curled his lips: "The entrances to Meishan Immortal Mansion and our mountain sword ruins are not fixed."

"Why do you think Jiang State was able to enter Meishan Immortal Palace from the entrance of Yang State this time?"

"Isn't it because the Jiang Kingdom and the Yang Kingdom have a shady deal in secret that cannot be revealed?"

Speaking of this, Meng Jiao was very indignant.

"If I, Nanman, hadn't helped that old guy Jiang Mingkong share the pressure of Yang State."

"Why did he tear off the nine counties from the Yang Kingdom and establish his capital there?"

"Now it's good, Jiang Mingkong has become more capable."

"Not only did he betray the Nanman, but he also flirted with the Yang Kingdom."

Feng Xuan originally felt that he had torn apart a piece of darkness and saw a corner of the truth.

Suddenly I felt a thick fog in front of my eyes.

Fengchen is just a place as small as Ping'an County.

Set up a gang that couldn't be any smaller.

How did you get involved in the game between the three countries?

He smiled bitterly in his heart: "I really don't know what kind of existence you are."

"How could a mere mortal like you affect the situation in the Yang, Jiang, and Nanman kingdoms?"

(End of this chapter)