Pan Jihui suddenly said: "Hunting the powerful Maihe Realm is very difficult for you, but it is only a small task for me. I can help you, but what benefits can you give me?"

The four of them were stunned, and Wang Jiu blurted out: "What do you need for seniors? As long as we can take it out, just talk."

Pan Jihui smiled slightly, gently caressed his long beard and did not say anything. His granddaughter, Pan Feiyi, stood behind and blinked brightly, looking at these people, with unknown meanings.

Song Zheng frowned. Pan Jihui was the leader of the Yinhuo Sect, one of the three heavenly pillars of Tongzhou. He was the top strong cultivator in the early stage of Xuantong Realm. How could he ask for him?

And why did he refuse to say it clearly?

A flash of inspiration appeared in his mind: Will Pan Ji ask for something for him, but the girl behind him should be his granddaughter, and probably he wants something for him.

He looked back at Shi Yi, who stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "The three pillars of Tongzhou compete with each other..." He told Song Zheng about the general situation.

Song Zheng understood a little, but he still didn't understand why this old-generation strong man didn't say it clearly, and he must guess it himself.

"Old senior," he said, "I know that a place is very dangerous for us, but it is not difficult for you. And that place has a spiritual object, which will be of great help to improve the qualifications and practice of another granddaughter."

Pan Jihui showed interest: "Oh, where? What kind of spiritual thing is it?"

Song Zheng said: "There is a volcano, there is a flint fire cave inside, which gives birth to a 'Innate Armor Ancient Fire Classic'!" These details were not mentioned when Song Zheng just described them.

Sure enough, Pan Jihui's eyes flashed and he shouted, "You're serious!"

"How dare I deceive my seniors? I will go and see if I lie, I will be tired of living."

Pan Jihui nodded with satisfaction: "My friend did not disappoint me. Let's go there together. I believe the demon clan guarding there is strong, and their heads are enough to allow you to pass this imperial edict."

Song Zheng was overjoyed: "Thank you, senior!"

Shi Yi and his men hadn't figured out what was going on, but they only knew that they suddenly had a desperate situation. There was a powerful Xuantong realm in the early stage who was willing to help them hunt the demon clan.

They were dizzy and bowed with Song Zheng. Song Zheng got up and stopped delaying: "Senior, I'll lead the way."

"Okay." He agreed, looked around, and said reluctantly: "There is no suitable sky bird around, just let it go. Due to the limited conditions, don't think it's simple."

He always maintained the demeanor of being a top-notch and strong cultivator. This sentence made Song Zheng and others a little confused, but when they saw Pan Jihui raise his hand and grab it in the air, everyone instantly felt a strange feeling that some special change had occurred in the world. It seemed that everything was centered on Pan Jihui and "changed" for him.

Song Zheng changed his color, and Shi Yi's eyes showed admiration and remembrance, and he said softly: "The Xuantong Realm, the great powers of heaven and earth are used by me! I never thought that after leaving the prosperous capital, I could still see such great power again after so many years!"

There was an inexplicable brilliance in Zhao Xiao's eyes, and I don't know what I felt in my heart.

The Great Way of Heaven and Earth changed, and "squeezing" a huge black rash worm from the valley ahead. The sixth-level poisonous worm squeaked. It has always been unruly and said the same thing in this territory. Because it is highly poisonous, even the seventh-level strong seed dare not really go against it. However, it did not expect that today was inexplicably escorted by some force that made it deeply feared.

It saw a group of humans and was furious immediately, but unexpectedly the old man in it raised his finger and flicked it gently at its forehead. With a bang, the poisonous insect felt a mysterious and vast force trembling violently. Its soul flew out of its body on the spot, and even the soul was separated, almost pulled into the void and tore it apart!

Although the soul is not really scattered, the force of tearing the soul still makes it painful, and I will never want to do it again in this life.

It whimpered and fell to the old man and surrendered obediently.

Pan Jihui smiled slightly and reached out to ask: "My friends, the transportation is here."

Song Zheng was extremely shocked. Although he had traveled around the world with his father, he only now truly realized the so-called top-notch and strong cultivation style of Xuantong Realm! He had more expectations for the future of cultivation: Just imagine, the sixth-level rash worm can be taken casually, and surrendered obediently when he blinks his fingers! He couldn't help but feel excited.

Wang Jiu was a little afraid, looking at the reckless insect, with a palpitations emitting poisonous fog on his body, and he didn't dare to step forward.

Song Zheng walked forward generously, jumped onto the back of the insect, sat cross-legged and praised: "Spacious and comfortable, thank you for your senior."

"Hahaha!" Pan Jihui laughed out loud, obviously testing the courage of several people, and Song Zheng was very qualified.

Seeing that it was fine, Wang Jiu climbed up with Zhou Kou on his back. Everyone climbed onto the back of the insect. The sixth-level ruffian worms were wide. Although they had many people, they didn't feel crowded.

Pan Jihui gave a low order, and the rash cuckold understood it, jumped up, and the insect wings spread out dozens of feet, translucent and gray-black, walking through the sky quickly.

It has to be said that the transportation tool Pan Jihui chose is very suitable. Although it is only at the sixth level, because of its extremely poisonous nature, those high-level birds are too lazy to come to prey on it. Although they may not be poisoned to death after eating it, they will definitely have stomachache.

Song Zheng guided the direction with his memory. After walking the wrong way a few times, he finally arrived at the huge volcano.

It was not long since the last time the Demon Emperor scales were shining the ground. It was still dead within 300 miles. The powerful wolf rider was patrolling around. Song Zheng secretly observed that the Demon Emperor seemed to have increased troops to this place. Within 300 miles, the number of wolf riders patrolling exceeded 1,000. Based on this calculation, the wolf rider stationed near the volcano was at least 2,000.

Thirty-six elephant riders occupied four directions and guarded the central volcano.

Seeing the dead silence, Pan Jihui asked calmly: "Do you have any details forgot to say?"

Song Zheng knew that he was hiding him, so he quickly told the story of sending the Demon Emperor to the scales from the air. Pan Jihui showed a hint of embarrassment, and was open-minded and did not hide his fear of the Demon Emperor: "Can the Demon Emperor drop combat power from the air? This is a bit difficult. I naturally don't take a scale seriously, but the Demon Emperor's ability is more than that. If I find a claw, I'm afraid I will have to be defeated."
Chapter completed!