Chapter 572

Taisui jumped lightly, "I won't talk nonsense, but it's easy to be detected when you go in like this. The third uncle said that his nose is not very smart, but the second uncle is famous for his good nose. Once you enter its field, you will be recognized."

"Don't worry about that. I won't let her step out of the king of Medicine Valley." Zhou Tian's eyes are full of determination. As long as LV Lingyu is in the king of Medicine Valley where the first pulse of the king of medicine is located, even if the big cat, two dogs and Yao chicken come at the same time, he won't be afraid, let alone hurt LV Lingyu.

"Then I'll help you have a good trip, fairy. I hope we can meet again next time."

Taisui jumped on the stone table, put down the jade pendant, bowed his hand to LV Lingyu, and then disappeared into the thick fog, but he could still hear its excited voice.

"It's really a good day today. Ben Taisui stepped on the fairy's shoulder and left unharmed. It must be more face-saving to spread. No, that's right. I met the fairy today and had a good talk. I made a friend and agreed to see you next time. Well, this is a little more stylish."

Bai ningrou laughed. In her eyes, Taisui was a cute little thing, only cute.

Zhou Tian breathed softly, "let's go."

I hope everything doesn't create complications.

Deep in the Zhongnan mountain, on a towering Boulder, a dog is not a dog, a wolf is not a wolf, his body is almost the same as that of an adult, black all over, and a row of animals with barbs on his back.

At the moment, he is nestling on the boulder and wagging his tail lazily. The tail is very slender and full of luster. He looks directly at a group of people under the boulder, as if he is looking at his prey or careless.

It is the king of this region. A well deserved King often needs only one look to frighten all his opponents.

"Meet the second master of misfortune."

In the group below, a middle-aged man came out, with a strong body, thick eyebrows and natural cold light in his eyes. At first glance, he was a rebellious hero, but in the face of the dog like existence in front of him, he still maintained a certain degree of respect.

Because this is the second most powerful monster in Zhongnan mountain. It has the blood of ancient gods and beasts. It claims to be a disaster fighting. It is extremely powerful. It is good at swallowing flames and sometimes moody. It is the most difficult master in Zhongnan mountain.

Now this state is only its usual state, not its combat posture. This also shows that the disaster fight did not pay attention to these people at all.

"How many sacrifices did you give to that little chicken?" disaster Dou said faintly.

The name of "Yao Ji" comes from that bastard. Although he hates being called "two dogs", it's a good name compared with being "Yao Ji".

What chicken? The middle-aged man heard this name for the first time. When he thought of the strong existence like a phoenix with colorful wings, he was called a single chicken, and his heart trembled.

"Five sacrifices and three colorful finches' hairs." the middle-aged man said respectfully.

"This thing will let you pass the pass smoothly? It's really unpromising. It's also like the hair of a Skylark. A single chicken is a single chicken, and it still wants to become a Phoenix." the disaster fight is extremely ridiculed and disdained.

The middle-aged man doesn't answer. He doesn't want to offend any one. The deep part of Zhongnan mountain is a paradise for demons. Even the medicine king, who is the mountain leader, turns a blind eye, not to mention those outsiders.

"What can you prepare for me?" disaster Dou said lazily.

In the middle of Nanshan Mountain for a long time, there are few opportunities to see outsiders. Otherwise, he is too lazy to deal with these people with his temper. At the moment, he just has the right to spend boring time, which is regarded as relieving boredom in his long cultivation career.

"We'll offer the strange fire that the second master of misfortune likes most, including the cold flame of white bone, the crazy flame of Shura, and half a bottle of the flame of the yellow spring." the middle-aged man said that these things all feel a little toothache. These are good things that are hard to collect, which are even harder than some natural materials and earth treasures, but now it's just to pay the toll.

"White bone cold flame? Shura crazy flame? You dare to take out this kind of thing. Are you too insincere?" the disaster fight said faintly.

The middle-aged man was speechless for a while. The Lord could really speak. The half bottle of yellow spring flame was swallowed by it.

"Hum, the flame of the yellow spring is really good. I really want to taste it, but before that, there must be a prerequisite." the body of disaster Dou slowly stood up.

"Please tell me clearly." the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. At least the things he had prepared had moved each other.

"The strong man hiding in the crowd, come out and fight! As for you, you are not qualified to negotiate a deal with me!"

As soon as the disaster Dou opened his mouth and vomited, a strong wind roared past, and the trees remained motionless, while the middle-aged man scratched two deep marks on the ground, three meters long.

The middle-aged man's face changed for a while. He knew that he would not be the opponent of the disaster fight, but he only felt that the difference was not big, because the demon clan had already declined after all, and how many real experts there were. Unexpectedly, the gap was very obvious when the disaster fight was launched.

Slowly out of the crowd came an old man, dressed in a green shirt, with dark hair and a bun on it. His eyebrows were white and he was hale and hearty. He walked like a master.

"Your nose is still so sensitive. It's worthy of deep blood." the old man said softly.

Disaster Dou's eyes narrowed slightly, "no wonder that bastard Yaoji will let you in. It seems that he knows your existence, so he deliberately let you in to trouble me."

"That's serious. We're here just to find someone. We don't mean to offend or fight with you, so we'll offer the tolls according to the rules."

The old man is a natural person. He is a strong man at the same level with disaster. He doesn't need to be afraid. When talking, he is naturally confident.

"Rules? That's a chicken's rules! My rules have just said, fight with me! Otherwise you will provoke my anger!"

The tone of disaster fighting is cold. It is not afraid of challenges at all.

The old man frowned. "You should know what he's thinking. Why do you follow his mind like this? A war at our level will inevitably be uncontrollable. Damage is inevitable. Aren't you afraid of being attacked by him?"

The whole body soared as soon as the disaster fighting body was shocked. It was about as tall as a floor and about five meters long. The black hair all over the body was wrapped with a layer of black flame, and the row of barbs seemed even more ferocious.

"Fighting is my own will. Don't pay attention to it! If one chicken comes, I don't mind fighting two with one!"

The disaster fight showed the glittering silver teeth and sawteeth in his mouth, and the sense of war scared the clouds in the sky.

"Oh, I hate to do it."