The Holy Son of the Demon Jiao, Kunpeng's Lair!

Shi Zhong and Shi Hao got into the bottom of the water with the devil dragon son, and kept swimming to the depths of the sea. With their current cultivation level, they can maintain their lives without breathing. With this group of devil dragons opening the way, no sea beast would dare to attack them, so The journey was very smooth.

  It has been descending tens of thousands of meters before reaching the bottom of the Devil's Sea. It is not dark here. The plants on the bottom of the sea and some kind of substance mixed in the sand are always glowing, and the visibility is not low.

  The two of them were very curious and followed behind the devil dragon son. They felt very novel about everything on the bottom of the sea. From time to time, they could see all kinds of huge sea bottom beasts swimming, but they didn't dare to approach, and they even saw Shi Zhong and the others. They all stopped in place, not daring to block their way.

  "Your race is quite domineering." Shi Zhong sighed, those fierce beasts who caused a bloody storm outside looked like a good baby in front of them.

  The devil dragon son turned around and said: "The emissary is joking, although we dare not say that we dominate the North Sea, but in the area around the Devil Sea, there is no underwater creature that dares to offend us. After all, my father is a veteran venerable." , and even stepped into the next level with one foot."

  "Oh..." Shi Zhong felt a little shaken in his heart, he can be called a god if he is above the Venerable, and this Demon Dragon King is actually a strong demigod. Those who are stronger than those who swallow the sky and Qiongqi.

  After about a quarter of an hour, Shi Zhong saw a huge palace hundreds of meters high from a distance, with three-color dome lights blooming, illuminating a large area of ​​the sea extremely brightly.

  When you swim closer, you can see that the entire palace is carved with extremely luxurious crystals. The white crystals form the walls, the pillars are blue, and there are sculptures made of red crystals, all of which are shining independently. The palace looks very graceful and luxurious.

  "What a local tyrant." Shi Zhongxin thought, these things are rare treasures in the outside world, usually a small piece is a family heirloom, but here they are used as building materials.

  "This palace was just built a hundred years ago, mainly because my father likes it. He said that living in that kind of black stone cave is too unpopular." The devil dragon said with a smile.

  Shi Zhong nodded: "It's quite tasteful."

  "So this Demon Dragon King is still a delicate king." Shi Zhong laughed inwardly.

  However, he also expressed his understanding. After all, at the level of the Demon Dragon King, everything will be done according to his own heart, and this kind of state of mind is good for the growth of cultivation.

  Before they entered the palace, a middle-aged man wearing a black dragon robe walked over with strides, each step covered a distance of hundreds of meters, with a sense of shrinking the ground to an inch, and soon he was in front of the three of them .

  "I heard from the guard that my son found two envoys. They must be these two little friends. As expected, they are tall and handsome, and they are like dragons and phoenixes, hahahaha." The middle-aged man smiled heartily.

  "Er..." Hearing the head horns, Shi Zhong and Shi Hao immediately thought of Xiao Tian. Although it was a word of praise, they always felt strange, and said quickly: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

After saying that, then The burly middle-aged man shook his brows, and said to the Mojiao Shengzi: "Do you see that the human language of the father is very advanced, and my hand-made embroidered robes, are you going to boom or not...

  " A trace of embarrassment appeared on Jiao Shengzi's handsome face, and Shi Zhong didn't expect that the legendary demigod powerhouse turned out to be such a big kid.

  In his guess, shouldn't a strong man who cultivates this kind of magical power be very serious or even very cold?

  "Father..." the Mojiao Shengzi said while covering his forehead, as if he felt a little ashamed.

  The Demon Dragon King didn't care at all: "The envoy is not an outsider, what's wrong with speaking freely, there is no need to pretend to be majestic as usual, it is very tiring."

  Shi Zhong really likes the character of the Demon Dragon King, straight-hearted, but this kind of character It is able to concentrate on the whole journey of cultivation, and the general sea races have deep hostility towards the human race, but this is not seen in the Demon Dragon King at all.

  "Okay, what about you young people, young people, go to trouble yourself, if someone bullies you, call me, and see if I don't kill them." The Demon Dragon King said, waving goodbye to Shi Zhong and Shi Hao, and a message appeared in front of him. He stepped into the golden passage, and his figure disappeared in place.

  "My father and king have gone to fool around in a human town again." The Mojiao Shengzi said a little depressed.

  But Shi Zhong didn't think so, the Demon Flood Dragon King was probably trying to taste all kinds of things in the world, to increase his own perception, so as to hit the next level.

  The Demon Dragon King came and went quickly, his appearance was like the wind, without delay, Shi Zhong's vigilance gradually let go, if this group had any plans against them, it would definitely not be like this now.

  "Let's go." Said the devil dragon son, leading them into the magic dragon palace.

  The walls of the palace are inlaid with a large number of pearls the size of a basin for lighting, which is extremely luxurious, but both of them are monks, and these things are not very attractive to them.

  What they are interested in are the sculptures on the wall. These murals record the evolution process of the Mojiao clan from ordinary dragon beasts to the present. They are very detailed, but because they are newly built, they don't have the feeling of time.

  In the very center of this palace, there is a crystal sculpture of the Demon Dragon King, which is four or five feet high, magnificent, heroic and domineering, with the potential to swallow mountains and rivers.

  Moreover, Shi Zhong was keenly aware that this sculpture contained a very powerful force. If foreign enemies invaded, this sculpture would probably explode with shocking power.

  The three of them sat down in the main hall, and a very beautiful clam girl brought them the spiritual fruit from the bottom of the sea. They slurped it down with a mouthful of saliva, and their whole bodies were wrapped in a wave of warm energy.

  "Did the two envoys come for Kunpeng's lair?" the Holy Son of the Mojiao asked straight to the point.

  "Well."

  "Now the Kunpeng's lair is about to open, stirring up the situation, and the outside world will come in droves. I hope that I can help each other with the two envoys, and the possibility of obtaining the inheritance of Kunpeng is even greater."

  Shi Zhong thought about it for a while, and thought it was ok. After all, the Heaven-swallowing Demon Jiao clan was considered friendly to them, and Shi Zhong, a sea clan who didn't hate humans, was also willing to make friends with them.

  Moreover, this ethnic group is also somewhat related to the Ruthless Emperor, so Shi Zhong is naturally willing to help if he can help.

  "Besides our Mojiao Clan, there are Huoyan Fish Clan, Zijin Fish Clan, and even the Sea God Clan in Beihai now. The descendants of these groups all have an arrogance, such as Mo Shang, who is known as the reincarnation of the Sea God. The Noble Phantasm under it is very powerful."

  Said Mo Jiao Shengzi, listing several threatening competitors of the same generation.

  "The treasure left by the sea god!" Shi Zhong's heart was moved. He had an invincible heart for those strong men, and he didn't care much about it. Instead, he coveted the treasure in his hand.