"I know." Ji Yun said lightly, looking at the direction where Lu Chong left, a trace of sadness flashed.
"Oh..." The White Lion Emperor sighed, but he was helpless. Ji Yun's identity was an extremely special existence in their demon clan. Now, with Lu Chong, this perverted guy, Ji Yun's status in the demon clan is not to mention.
"Why... why can't I even help at all..." Ji Yun gritted his teeth, and still recalled what Lu Chong said in his mind.
"Your strength is still too poor. When you become an emperor, you will naturally know everything about the Shura Demon Clan."
Lu Chong was telling him that he was not qualified to know the core of the Shura Demon Clan.
"Wait! Isn't it the Emperor? I will reach it soon!" Ji Yun said softly, and the three people behind him kept shaking their heads. It seemed that they were still young and energetic. How could the Emperor be so easy to reach? Then there will not be only six emperors in the human race. Of course, Lu Chong, an alien, is not included.
Ji Yun said this without being groundless. The thousands of sword techniques in his mind were his confidence. These sword techniques were all evolved from the key points of killing. There were thousands of sword techniques evolved from the Moon Sword, each with its own sword intent and style, and at the same time they were connected.
This surprised Ji Yun extremely. Thousands of different sword techniques all come from the same origin. This is the true foundation of the Shura Demon Clan. The sword techniques learned by each Shura Demon Clan are from the origin, and then they use the guidance of their ancestors and their own understanding to create their own sword techniques. This is the real key to killing, and it is also the gift Lu Chongbao gave to Ji Yun before.
"Each of these swordsmanship is more than ten thousand times stronger than my original swordsmanship." Ji Yun wandered in the ocean of swordsmanship. The power of these swordsmanship was shocking. He had reached the point where one sword was released and the sky collapsed and the earth broke. Although he was still very far away from this realm, he believed that one day he would reach this realm, just because of Lu Chong's words, your strength was still too poor.
The Shura Demon Clan was born in response to the heavens and was favored by God. It was only a matter of time to reach this state. However, Ji Yun couldn't wait for so long, and what he lacked the most now was time.
"Little baby."
Ji Yun turned his head in confusion, looked at the White Lion Emperor with a yd-faced face and asked, "Senior, are you doing something?"
"I'm trying to ask, where is my elder brother?"
Looking at the smile of the White Lion Emperor, Ji Yun was confused: "Who is the elder brother of the senior? I shouldn't know him?"
"It's the person who helped you plant a seal in your dantian..."
"Ni Qianqiu?" Ji Yun exclaimed in surprise.
Hearing this familiar name, the eyes of the two emperors ejaculated, and the faces of the crazy lion were full of confusion. He had heard of this name, let alone recognized it.
In the mainland, most of the names of the strong have been forgotten, but only the titles are passed down in the world. Ninety-nine percent of people will sneer at Ni Qianqiu's name, saying that they have never heard of this person at all, but the titles are different. The Emperor of Dead Wood and the leader of the Three Emperors of the Demon Clan, no one knows in the mainland.
"Yes, it's him! Little brother, tell me where he is!" The White Lion Emperor grabbed Ji Yun's shoulder excitedly and shook it, and the sound of "crack" joint trembling sounds were endless.
"Old guy, are you going to kill him?" Emperor Qingling pushed away the White Lion Emperor dissatisfied and said softly: "Ji Yun quickly tell your aunt, where is Uncle Kumu now?"
Ji Yun was still in a daze. He was first stunned by the identity of the head of the Three Emperors of Ni Qianqiu. All the problems that had troubled him in the past were solved. Ni Qianqiu is the Emperor of Dead Wood. It is not difficult to explain why all the powerful people treated him differently, because the demon clan was extremely united and advocated the strong. As the strongest man of the demon clan, Emperor of Dead Wood can basically control the demon clan. Ji Yun is a junior who Ni Qianqiu values. In other words, Ji Yun can now walk sideways on the continent, and no force dares to move him blatantly.
The bones burst out with a crack, Ji Yun took a deep breath, his mind returned to his mind, and he felt that the bones in his body were about to be removed. He glanced at the White Lion Emperor with resentment, and the White Lion Emperor was immediately embarrassed.
"Hehehe, I was so excited just now, I didn't control my strength..."
Emperor Qingling rolled his eyes, touched Ji Yun's forehead, and said softly: "Xiaoyun, tell my aunt, where is Uncle Kumu?"
Ji Yun suddenly felt chill in his heart. No matter how he looked, Ji Yun was bigger than Qingling, but now it was just the opposite. He touched his forehead like a child coaxed by Qingling, but he couldn't resist, and his heart was filled with tears.
"Grandpa Ni is now in the Feihong Mountains of Yuntian Continent..."
"Yuntian Continent... actually ran to that place." Qing Ling and Bai Shi looked at each other and saw what the other party was thinking about fighting. Go to Yuntian Continent and invite Ni Qianqiu back, otherwise they would be the only one who could take care of such a huge demon clan, and they would be almost bursting.
"Xiao Kuang, take Xiaoyun to the Demon God Temple, and I will come with your aunt!"
As the two of them said, they disappeared without a trace, and Ji Yun was stunned. He was so resolute that he said hello and ran away.
I just came out for a while and was going back again... The face of the crazy lion suddenly collapsed. You know, as the second emperor of the lion clan, it is not easy to run out. It either rushes and follows you secretly, for fear that this little ancestor will be captured. After all, he has a criminal record. As the culprit has crushed the demon clan back and forth dozens of times, there is no scum left...
The crazy lion's eyes rolled, walked to Ji Yun with a smile, and said, "Brother, why don't we go out together to make a fuss?"
Ji Yun pondered for a moment. Now he wanted to understand the sword, and it was useless to stay in the Lianxu Mountains, because he could only fight but not kill. He knew that he would not die, and he would naturally be lazy and it would be difficult to make progress. Besides, Ni Qianqiu's identity has been revealed, so it would be meaningless to stay in the Lianxu Mountains.
"Okay, but I'll accompany me back to the sect!"
The Crazy Lion was overjoyed and nodded quickly. He had wanted to go out for a long time. Then the two of them floated away.
Several flaming lions jumped out of the woods and looked around suspiciously.
"Didn't the Emperor ask us to take the young master and a distinguished guest back to the Demon God Temple? Where are the people?"
A flaming lion sniffed out of the air, and the smell of the two people remained in the air.
"I've been killed! The young master ran away with someone!" The four flaming lions turned into human shapes, their faces full of solemnity.
"Roar!Roar!"
Several lion roars echoed in the woods, containing the unique way of sending messages by monsters. Then thousands of roars remembered in the mountains that the second emperor of the lion clan disappeared. That was a major event for the entire demon clan. The entire demon clan was angry, and countless monsters searched in the mountains...
"Brother, your clothes are too small!" The crazy lion wore Ji Yun's clothes and frowned at the cracks on the clothes.
Ji Yun's mouth twitched, but there was nothing to say. After all, the difference in figures between the two was too big. The Crazy Lion was two heads taller than Ji Yun. Do you still want the clothes to fit?