Chapter 947 Four Elephants Mountain
If it were him, Fatty Lu, who was the big shopkeeper in Tianji Pavilion, and someone dared to say this, Fatty Lu might throw this nonsense guy into the pig cage.
It's simply an insult to my boss's IQ!
But now, the one standing in front of Fatty Lu was his master. Although he didn't understand in his heart, he could only squeeze out a smile that was even worse than crying: "Master, you...you should stop making trouble in this matter!"
"Let's go back now. If you really want to enter the Demon-Deserting Cave and go back to discuss with the master, maybe it will be successful."
Zheng Ming was speechless. This guy dared to doubt himself. Is it really unbearable! When he was unhappy, Zheng Ming said directly: "Do you think I will kill you now, or do you go back by yourself?"
Seeing that the master was annoyed, Fatty Lu certainly chose to run away with a tactful choice. However, before leaving, he still shouted to Zheng Ming with kindness: "Master, you can treat me rudely, but you can't insult my IQ!"
Hearing this, Zheng Ming shook his head helplessly. This guy is really servile.
A black-winged roc bird spreading its wings for ten miles soared in the sky. Zheng Ming stood above the roc bird, looking down at the earth and mountains and rivers.
He could make a clear conclusion about this land that he had never been here, but at this time he was standing on this land, he felt a sense in his heart.
A deep, heartfelt closeness to this land.
This is naturally not because he was named the Sifang Hou by the Purple Bird God Emperor, and his territory is this Demon Rongzhou. His reason is that when his heart was beating with the Demon Lord's heart, the Demon Lord had already invisibly spread his love for this land into Zheng Ming's heart.
He Luotu stood behind Zheng Ming and looked at the young figure. Although this figure was much lower than his, he could feel that this figure had some special connection with the mountains and rivers underground.
In this connection, He Luotu even felt that he felt like he was facing the Demon Lord's body again.
"Sir, you will be able to reach Sixiang Mountain in half an hour. At that time, the four priests will welcome you to the throne!" He Luotu slowly came to Zheng Ming, and there was a tremor in his voice.
Zheng Ming has his own skill in mind, so he will naturally not use it. When He Luotu was speaking, he had already detected the idea of the guard commander and knew that the guard commander was a person who was truly loyal to the Demon Lord.
Although I seem a little confused about myself, I am a person who is the successor of the Demon Lord after all, and I am even more fanatical.
Therefore, Zheng Ming also trusted him very much, and immediately waved his hand and said, "I'm afraid things are not as simple as you think."
"Sir, please rest assured. The entire Morong is loyal to Lord Demon Lord, and to you!" He Luotu said this and knelt on the ground: "If someone questioned the identity of your Lord Demon Lord, then his subordinates will definitely cut off his head as soon as possible!"
Zheng Ming smiled and didn't say anything. He had the intention to take over Demon Rongzhou, but now with the instructions of the Demon Lord, he would not retreat.
At this moment, a huge mountain appeared in the void. When the mountain looked suddenly, it looked like a plateau covering the sky. Countless peaks, from the void, looked like pillars supporting the sky.
Sixiang Mountain, the ancestral land of the Morong clan. When I saw Sixiang Mountain, the guards standing behind the huge black-winged roc gave out a burst of cheers.
They have been guarding the Demon Lord for many years. It can be said that they have not returned to this Sixiang Mountain for many years. Now they have returned to the front of Sixiang Mountain. How can they not make them extremely happy?
Just as they were cheering and thrilling, a group of people had already flew into the void. Each of these people sat down, a black tiger with wings. As they flew, the tiger roared and shook the sky.
"Is the person coming here a guard?" A man with a dark face sat upright on the back of a black tiger with a black horn on his head, holding an axe with a smallest car in his hand.
The axe was pitch black all over, giving people a heavy feeling, but the moment Zheng Ming's divine thought passed by the axe, he felt that his divine thought was actually cut off by the blade of the axe!
This situation made Zheng Ming's eyes condense. The great man's cultivation level was in the Dharma body realm, but Zheng Ming had a feeling that this person was probably only a little worse than the level of the Dharma King in the Dharma body realm.
"Yes, I am He Luotu. Is the leader of the Black Tiger Flag Lida? Where are the four main priests?" He Luotu soared from the black-winged roc and asked with dissatisfaction in his words.
"Haha, it's all you. Aren't you going to meet the four priests? Let's take you there now." The man named Lida glanced at Zheng Ming, then smiled coldly, and turned the direction of the black tiger.
But following him, a total of three thousand black tiger soldiers turned into a circle, surrounding Zheng Ming and the others.
This kind of encirclement is more of an encirclement than a guard. It is obvious from the unkind faces of the black tiger guards that these black tiger soldiers, who are worth three thousand, seem to have no good intentions.
"Master, the four priests must pay the price for this matter. They... they dare to ignore your majesty." A trace of blood red appeared in He Luotu's eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly and said.
Zheng Ming waved his hand. Before he came, he did not naively think that with the words of the Demon Lord, he could transform himself into the Lord of the Demon Rong.
After all, many years have passed. Even if the Demon Lord has a supreme position among the Demon Rong clan, it is impossible to get all the power of the Demon Rong clan with one word from the Demon King.
This time he came here mainly to see what kind of support he could get if he inherited the position of the Demon Lord.
The speed of the black tiger with wings is no slower than the speed of the black-winged roc. In just half a quarter of an hour, a high mountain peak appeared in front of Zheng Ming. At this moment, Zheng Ming also understood why this mountain was called Sixiang Mountain.
It is not that this mountain contains four symbols such as the blue dragon and white tiger, but because there are four huge stone images standing on the top of this mountain.
The dark stone elephants, each of which is thousands of feet tall, suppresses the four directions of the mountain, east, west, south, north and north.
And right in the middle of this mountain is a tall temple, shining with golden light, the temple shines brightly.
At this time, people were already standing at the bottom of the temple, four of whom were wearing black robes, stood in front.
Just as Zheng Ming and the others were falling, the middle-aged man in black robe standing on the left had already stepped forward and said, "King Zheng Fa, you are coming to Demon Rongzhou, you can come over openly. Don't you think such a trick is a bit over?"
As he spoke, his eyes fell on He Luotu and others and said, "Take something without eyesight for me!"
Among the Demon Rong clan that Zheng Ming encountered, whether it was the Demon King who stood up or He Luotu and others, they were all thick and generous men, and the man in black robe who came out was a handsome man.
Although his appearance seemed to be a little old, his handsome face, which was as beautiful as white jade, not only did not reduce his charm, but instead made him more mature and steady than a young man.
The black sacrificial robe did not make him look old-fashioned, but also added a nine-point mysterious atmosphere.
Standing in front of everyone, he gave people a feeling of being elegant and outspoken.
Just as the man was talking, dozens of thick warriors stomped their feet and rushed towards He Luotu and others.
Most of these warriors are strong people in the Divine Realm, and there are even two Dharma body realms. The moment they rushed over, countless sharp claws and long ropes were entangled towards He Luotu and others.
As the leader of the guard guarding the Demon Lord, He Luotu was warmly welcomed every time he returned to Sixiang Mountain. Even the priest in the black robe had to pay respects when he saw them.
Because they are the ones guarding the Demon Lord.
But now, with a passionate blood, they were guarding the heirs selected by the Demon Lord himself. Before they could announce that this was the Demon Lord's decision, they were treated so rudely. For a moment, He Luotu's eyes turned red.
If it were him, as a loyal soldier, He Luotu did not dare to resist the orders of the priest, but now, they even wanted to capture Zheng Ming, so how could He Luotu accept this?
"Get up!" As He Luotu spoke, a painted black axe had already appeared in his hand. Just as He Luotu shouted, the other guards who were already stunned raised the hurricane axe in their hands almost at the same time.
Thousands of axes gathered in the void and gathered into a black fog of light. In an instant, a huge axe emerged from the fog of light.
The axe is a thousand feet in size, and behind the axe is a big hand shaking the huge axe. However, the figure behind is not manifested at all because of the lack of cultivation of He Luotu and others.
The moment the giant axe appeared, the warriors who rushed towards Heluotu stopped one by one, and many people even looked at the giant axe above Heluotu and their heads with awe.
"He Luotu, do you really want to betray the temple's order?" The handsome priest was still speaking.
He Luotu roared loudly: "The main sacrifice of Luoyue, it is not that we want to betray the temple, but that you... you want to betray the supreme king."
"I can use my loyalty to the Lord to swear to everyone that this one is the successor chosen by the Lord himself." Speaking of this, he pointed to his heart and said, "If all the priests do not believe me, I can dig out my heart and let all the priests take a look."
Chapter completed!