Chapter 427 What is a pseudo-demon

"Is your helper here?"

An Bochen looked at the mouth of the cave, his eyes were cold, and he sneered disdainfully.

Mr. Peng hesitated for a moment, and then jumped out of the battle circle.

A trace of demonic spirit floated from the heart of his eyebrows and floated towards the mouth of the cave. After a moment, the strong demonic spirit in the cave stopped moving.

He turned his head and stared at An Bochen, and Mr. Peng didn't say a word.

"No more?"

An Bochen raised his eyebrows.

"Huh, are you still strong?"

Mr. Peng San restrained his fighting spirit and snorted coldly.

In a blink of an eye, he seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly covered his naked lower body with his hand, and his face turned red.

Both of them consumed little vitality. At this time, Mr. Peng San didn't even have the strength to change his clothes. He only heard the man opposite suddenly ask, "You don't seem to be very interested in the remnants of Da Kuang. Why is that?"

Looking at An Bochen strangely, several thoughts flashed in Mr. Peng's mind, and suddenly smiled and said, "Well, you will go to Wei County to find the county magistrate in five days. He will take you to see me, and I will tell you one by one. Don't worry, I won't take action against you in that place.

Hearing the words, An Bochen's doubts in his heart were a little stronger.

The monster could obviously call for help to put himself in the sworn enemy, but he let go of this great opportunity again, and his tone was not too hostile.

"Others call me Mr. Peng San, but I don't know the name of You Gao."

Mr. Peng said.

"Innocent."

An Bochen said without thinking.

"No evil..."

Mr. Peng San chewed playfully. Just as he wanted to say something else, the sky suddenly shook, but the mountains and rivers in the cracks outside the Dragon Girl Palace had been supported to the limit in the battle between the two, and then collapsed.

Looking at An Bochen again, Mr. Peng saw that he summoned a dark horse with four wings on his back from nowhere. He drove the horse and shuttled between the broken mountains and rivers, and disappeared at a young time.

"Nocent... Never heard of it. Such a master should have been spread all over the world for a long time. Is it possible that he came from there... It doesn't look like it."

For a moment, Mr. Peng San was lost in meditation. Even when he collapsed from the back and the mountain was about to reach the top, he ignored it.

The mountain was held by a big hand when it was less than five feet away from him, and Jia Baiwan, who turned into a giant in the fireworks river, appeared behind Mr. Peng San.

"How are you?"

"There is nothing now."

"But... Where are your clothes, son?

Jia Baiwanmu did not squint, coughed, and then took out a robe and a black pill from the storage bag.

He took the robe, put it on his body casually, and chewed and swallowed the pills. Mr. Peng San's vitality quickly recovered, and an aftertaste appeared on his face. He said thoughtfully, "Just now, I met a good opponent."

"Good opponent... There are no clothes left."

Jia Baiwan only felt that his scalp was a little numb, and he abruptly put away his thoughts. In front of the Peng family, he could not hide all his thoughts.

Irrespecting the strange face of Jia Baiwan, Mr. Peng stepped into the cave and shuttled through the cave corridor. He was still not satisfied.

"To be fair, I may have lost half of this battle. After all, he is just the peak of the six heavens.

Walking out of Longquanjing, Mr. Peng Sanzi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Longquanfang in the daytime is particularly lively. The fireworks alley and the White Fox Academy are no longer there, but this is still the only place to go to the old Tang Dynasty in the north of the city. All kinds of people hurried through the Longquanjing. There are students carrying book cases, well-dressed businessmen, and old people. None of the children have looked at Peng standing abruptly on the well. The third son.

There is a translucent fog floating in Longquanfang, but it can't be seen by secular mortals. In the fog, there are those Jiechao County Jun who came from nearby.

"How are you?"

Seeing the appearance of Mr. Peng San, those human-like demons all bowed to salute. From time to time, mortals passed by them, but regarded them as air.

Mr. Peng seems to be still immersed in the battle of talent. After all, he has not been so happy for more than a hundred years, and he has broken through the legendary dual polar world in the battle. Mr. Peng is in a good mood.

The only drawback is that I didn't win.

"This innocence doesn't seem to know anything, but it's okay. If he knows too much, how dare he fight with me with all his strength."

With a funny look on his face, Mr. Peng San looked up and laughed, and a group of county magistrates were stunned.

In the three dynasties that have temporarily left above the true immortals, his current strength is at the peak, and the sharp demonic spirit in the laughter swayed into the distance without hindrance.

Yin Dynasty, the land of Jinghua, the highest mansion on Central Avenue.

The black-haired young man read the scroll. There were two immortals sitting in front of him, playing against each other.

All three of them are dressed in elegant clothes and outstanding. Among them, the young man who is studying is the most unrestrained and has a dusty temperament.

At this moment, the two immortals in the game raised their heads at the same time and burst into a strong breath.

"Son, it's Peng San." One of them said.

"I know." The long-haired young man did not raise his head and said lightly, still reading the scriptures attentively.

The two immortals looked at each other and said nothing more.

There are several clouds floating in the room, the size of a palm. There are mountains and rivers on the clouds, which are just the size of a paperweight. There are also cranes shuttle between the clouds, which are shaped like mosquitoes.

These Xianshan Yunxia are not illusions, but are taken by young people from the outside world and shrinking. They have only changed their size, and the weight has not changed at all.

While reading, the young man held up the fairy mountain cloud without any effort.

"Yes, my father's biography, they will turn around for a year at most."

Put down the scriptures, and the young man will go.

"The national master is finally coming back, but he has found Tiangong?"

The two immortals looked happy.

"Even if I don't find it, I'm afraid it's close." The young man said, his eyes became deep: "Before they come back, the remnants must be completely eradicated."

"You can rest assured that the traces of those pseudo-demons have been found, and one of them is hiding in my territory." One of the immortals.

"But Wuhua?"

"No, that man's name is Dian Kui."

"It seems that he wants to find General Huo. Don't startle the snake first. Follow him. Maybe he can find the bandit."

The young man smiled, stood up, silently stared at the slowly fluttering Xianshan Yunxia in front of him, and whispered, "I really didn't expect that there would be so many pseudo-demons here. Yes, in ancient times, this was the central continent. The demon kings who didn't have time to leave ignored the ban and married mortals, and their bloodline has been passed down to this day. In their history, they are called bottomless, which is also appropriate.

"They are all pseudo-monsters who have not yet grown up. The prince looks too highly of them."

One of the immortals twisted the chess pieces and laughed.

"You can't say that. Although they haven't even arrived now, if they let them go on like this, sooner or later they will become a big trouble. Among the three dynasties, only the demon clan can break through the polar world without relying on external magic weapons, and in the demon clan, only those who inherit the ancient demon bloodline can break through the polar world through change. However, there are only pseudo-demons. Once the bloodline in their bodies awakens, they not only have the strong body and mystery of the demon clan, but also can practice the high-deep Taoism like our generation. Their potential is endless, and they can break through to the polar world without changing the demon body.

With that, the young man's voice was slightly heavy: "If it exists like this, it is definitely the darling of God. If they reach the true fairyland, or even the mysterious fairyland, with the possibility of breaking through the polar world, it will not be big, and it will be difficult to get rid of it."

Seeing that the two immortals were stunned, the young man's mouth slightly upturned and said, "You two, it's time for you to read history books. You know, from ancient times to ancient times, it was the pseudo-demon who dominated the world. If it hadn't been for the mysterious descendants of Jianzhai, today's world would have been very different.

"History books, I didn't expect Miss Sima to have such a great influence on the prince. The prince also loves to read history books now."

A fairy laughed.

Another fairy looked at the young man and said happily, "The prince is going to go to the Third Princess's Mansion again. Aren't you afraid to close the door again?"

"You two."

The young man shook his head and looked out of the window.

The afternoon sun was not hot and warm. Thinking of her, the young man couldn't help smiling.