God Ring Howl

Zhao Xiang asked calmly with the corners of his mouth upturned.

"That means that the existence below the ancient demon cannot feel this kind of breath,"

Dongfang Shuo glanced at Zhao Xiang, changed the subject immediately, and replied with a cold look in his eyes at the same time.

"Right, but I have just carefully observed your avatar condensed by your spiritual consciousness, and I have made an astonishing discovery,"

"Your boy not only cultivates demons, but also seems to have cultivated the supernatural powers of the Buddhist sect, so what's going on?"

Zhao Xiang still replied as usual.

"Senior hasn't answered the question I asked earlier,"

"To answer a question next time, seniors also have to answer a question,"

Dongfang Shuo thought for a while with his eyes flashing, and he hardly kept his authenticity.

"You, a human brat, are really courageous, you dare to bargain with me,"

"But anyway, it's no big deal to tell you something,"

"Anyway, you are also a demon cultivator, and finally got on the side of our demon clan,"

"I, Dongfang Shuo, are actually similar to you, but I am a god-man and demon cultivator in the God Realm,"

"I once studied under an ancient demon who never came out of the world of the Promise God Realm. Wuxin is a name he gave me,"

"Until now I don't know his real name, his real identity,"

"During the war of gods and demons 500 million years ago,"

"He really couldn't bear the fact that the demons would be wiped out from the God Realm, so he made the move without hesitation,"

"Oh, since he was never born, why did he go out of his way to help?" Zhao Xiang asked his own question.

When Dongfang Shuo talked about his unknown ancient magic master, his face was full of respect and pride.

"What do you know, boy,"

"From the moment my master was born in the Promise God Realm, he has already existed on the same level as the ancient gods,"

"He has always thought that no matter the devil, the Tao, the monk, or the Buddha, there is a reason for existence, it's just that the way of cultivation is different,"

"However, those monks, Taoists, demons, and Buddhas who claim to be famous orthodox are really too disgusting and hateful."

"They always regard us demons as scourges and monsters,"

"They can't wait to kill our demon race and even all demon cultivators,"

"That's why this nameless ancient magic master came out of the mountain in a rage just now and participated in the battle between gods and demons,"

Zhao Xiang immediately widened his eyes and asked with a hint of doubt.

"Then you, your master, Wujizi, and Huihai formed a deep hatred because of the war between gods and demons?"

Dongfang Shuo had just said this, not only did his eyes flash with green light, but he also let out a cold snort, full of anger.

"Later, the stinky Taoist Wujizi and the old bald donkey Huihai planned to encircle and kill my master,"

"They also did an evil deed that would make gods and demons angry and insane,"

After a short pause, Dongfang Shuo continued to speak in a low tone.

"I, the ancient magic master, did not reject me as a disciple just because I am an ordinary god-man,"

"Seeing that I am looking forward to cultivating demons, and my heart for cultivating demons is very strong, so I broke the barriers of family and race, and accepted me as a disciple resolutely,"

"Not only that, but also turned me into a unique ancient demon existence,"

"My teacher is also my teacher, my father and my friend, and I am the most admired and loved relative in my life,"

"It's a pity that the great supernatural beings of the Wuji God Realm headed by Hui Hai and Wujizi planned to kill him,"

"And also... Well, they committed heinous crimes, and they are unforgivable,"

"Of course I won't let them go, of course not,"

"The latter thing, even if I don't talk about it, I'm afraid you can guess a thing or two, kid."

Zhao Xiang was shocked, he never thought that there were so many stories behind Huihai, Wujizi and Gumo Wuxin.

"Then, senior, can you tell me about the ancestor Huihai of the Shenfo sect and the head of the Tiandao sect..."

"Ahem... What kind of evil did you do to you, the ancient magic master?"

I didn't want to ask about these things anymore.

Zhao Xiang knew that even if he asked, Dongfang Shuo wouldn't say a word.

But deep in his heart, for some unknown reason, there was a voice that kept ordering him to ask questions quickly.

Dongfang Shuo's eyes were wide open, and his thin face was full of ferocity.

As if Zhao Xiang was the real culprit who killed his master.

"Boy, I don't want to mention this matter, and it's not what you should know,"

Zhao Xiang's heart trembled, and he replied instead.

"Senior, you don't have to look at me with such cannibalistic eyes,"

"Senior, the master who was both a teacher and a friend was not killed by me,"

"Next, let's answer your last question first,"

"I know the supernatural powers of Buddhism because I accidentally got a jade slip in the mortal world,"

"This jade slip records some secret techniques of the Buddhist sect, and I followed them all the way to practice, it's that simple,"

"By the way, answer some questions that seniors may ask,"

"After I ascended to the fairy world, many years passed, and a great war broke out,"

"This war is happening right now. The demon world and the demon world are jointly planning a war against the Buddha world,"

"At the beginning of the war, the great demon tide from the demon world broke through the realm,"

"Also there are nearly a hundred demon souls from the Mo Dao Sect of the Promise God Realm who have come to the Flowing Cloud Sect,"

"It was because I stopped in Liuyunzong by chance that I encountered this large-scale and tragic battle,"

"During this battle, I ran into Cihang, the Lord of the Buddha Realm who was on the verge of death, in a secret place of the Flowing Cloud Sect,"

"By the way, senior, can you tell me what are the characteristics of the moratorium order?"

"Can seniors tell me the purpose of the ban on motorcycles in the next two,"

Zhao Xiang's serious narration, true and false, made Dongfang Shuo believe it was true for a while.

Dongfang Shuo was stunned when he heard Zhao Xiang's words, and quickly glanced at him, suddenly revealing a hint of sarcasm.

"The prohibition order is not something that you, a little partial cultivator, can drive once or twice,"

"You are wasting your energy in asking that question,"

Zhao Xiang still insisted.

"Whether it is really useless to me, I will judge for myself, seniors should just talk about it,"

Dongfang Shuo looked at Zhao Xiang again with disdain, his eyes flickered and he explained in a cold tone.

"Since you want to know so much, you little eccentric god, it's okay for the old man to tell you,"

"This prohibition order is actually a secret treasure of chaos,"

"It implies that when the heaven and the earth first opened, the two qi of Yin and Yang were chaotic and had not yet evolved successfully,"

"Not only does it form its own space, but it also has thirteen layers of ancient restrictions placed on it the day after tomorrow,"

"These thirteen layers of restrictions were personally arranged by a great master who is proficient in formations in the God Realm,"

"Once immortals, Buddhas, gods, demons, demons, and ghosts are trapped in it, the consequences will be absolutely worrisome,"

"Only those who have supernatural powers reach the Supreme Realm have one or two chances to go out,"

"Otherwise, even if someone uses external force to break all the thirteen layers of restrictions, it will be useless at all,"