Chapter 46: Young Gongzi Jiao

Twenty days later, Meng Su entered a big mountain through multiple teleportations. Meng Su stood in front of a valley. A huge medicine furnace stood at the entrance of the valley. Seven or eight lazy guards stood under the medicine furnace.

These guards were dressed in various clothes, some standing, some sitting, and some squatting. Looking very relaxed. The cultivation was at the Demon God realm, and the highest was the middle stage of Demon God.

Meng Su walked to the door and handed over the token. The guard took it in his hand, looked at Meng Su, and waved his hand: "Go in. After going in, report to the Xiuren Hall."

Meng Su bowed to the guard and walked into the valley. Three big characters were engraved on the wall on the left side of the valley: Ghost King Valley.

Meng Su was quite familiar with Ghost King Valley. He had heard of Ghost King Valley Medicine King Shi Buli when he first entered the Demon Realm, and had eaten the Hehuan Pill and Nine Yang Pill he refined. Meng Su couldn't help but look forward to his future life. If he could refine Nine Yang Pills himself, that would be perfect. He didn't know that pills of the level of Nine Yang Pills had no effect on him now.

The inside of Ghost King Valley was like a gourd, occupying a huge area. Countless houses and cave abodes were built on the mountain.

After finding the Xiuren Hall, Meng Su found that this was a meeting room-like house, with more than a dozen rows of wooden chairs below. There was a podium above. There was no one in the hall. Meng Su seemed to have come early.

Meng Su sat down in a middle position in the front row and waited for arrangements.

After a stick of incense, people came one after another. Those who appeared together were small groups of seven or eight, or more than a dozen people. Clearly, they were from the same sect. A group of people talked loudly and happily. Only Meng Su was alone. Meng Su was not in a hurry. He had also been to school in the civilized world and knew that these groups were unreliable, so Meng Su was a lone ranger in college.

After half a stick of incense, the back was suddenly noisy: "The genius is here, Yang Tianjiao is here."

Meng Su looked back and saw a young master-like person, leading seven or eight cultivators, walking in from the main entrance swaying. The young master had clear eyebrows, raised corners of his mouth, and was high-spirited. Long gown and folding fan, indeed a young master.

Meng Su had killed a young master, but he didn't know if this one was a young master of the Demon Capital, or a young master of other sects?

The young master was like stars holding the moon among the crowd, looking arrogant, as if the whole world owed him something. Many cultivators who were originally sitting all stood up to welcome this genius young master. For a while, the atmosphere in the hall became lively. The only one sitting was Meng Su. It looked so abrupt.

Yang Tianjiao chatted with those he knew and didn't know, and soon someone discovered Meng Su's indifference.

Yang Tianjiao cast his gaze on Meng Su, and everyone suddenly quieted down, looking at Meng Su along with Yang Tianjiao's gaze.

A follower beside Yang Tianjiao hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Which sect's new talent are you, why don't you pay respects when you see our Young Gongzi Jiao?"

"Why should I pay respects, I don't know him."

"Bold. Blind thing, which sect below do you come from? What kind of person is our Young Gongzi Jiao? How can you ignore him?"

"Is the young master very arrogant? Strong strength? Eat a lot? Or high realm? I just ignored it, so what? Want to drive me away?"

That follower was about to continue scolding, but was stopped by Young Gongzi Jiao with a gesture. Young Gongzi Jiao ran to Meng Su unhurriedly, stared at Meng Su's face and looked carefully, and then let out a loud laugh.

Meng Su couldn't figure out the situation, thinking that since you laughed, then I will laugh too, I can't laugh smaller than you, this is definitely the rhythm of comparing the volume, I can't show weakness.

Meng Su also laughed out loud.

For a while, the sound of laughter came from the whole hall.

Suddenly Young Gongzi Jiao stopped laughing and slapped Meng Su's face with a palm. This slap was silent, but it was thunderous, and actually faintly had a locking force.

Meng Su had actually been guarding against it, but Young Gongzi Jiao's move was very fast, and faintly had some Demon Intent, and at the same time it was silent, Meng Su actually didn't dodge, and was slapped squarely.

But the one who made a scream was not Meng Su, but Young Gongzi Jiao.

Young Gongzi Jiao covered his hand and retreated rapidly, his palm began to wither, losing life and turning into a gray skeleton. And this withering spread rapidly upward along the palm.

Meng Su added the Nirvana Power to Young Gongzi Jiao's hand through Thought Power. Young Gongzi Jiao hurriedly drew the short blade from his body and slashed off his arm, only then stopping the erosion of Nirvana Power.

Meng Su covered his cheek and shouted: "Damn, dare to hit me, I'm not finished with you."

After speaking, he looked at Young Gongzi Jiao, his body followed his thought, and after a slight blur, he appeared in front of Young Gongzi Jiao. He slapped Young Gongzi Jiao's handsome face a dozen times in a row.

Young Gongzi Jiao's arm had just been cut off and had not yet condensed. He only saw his eyes blur, and Meng Su's palm slapped, and he was slapped dizzy.

Young Gongzi Jiao was furious, roared to the sky, his whole head suddenly turned into a blood skeleton, blood energy flew, and flesh and blood grew rapidly on the skeleton, meridians, and the scars on his face disappeared. At the same time, his arm condensed rapidly.

"I haven't been defeated since I debuted ten years ago, invincible in the same realm, killing across levels is a common occurrence, I didn't expect to misjudge today. Good. Good. You are very good." Young Gongzi Jiao said hatefully.

Meng Su: "I have debuted for more than two years, with countless battles, never won once, every opponent can take advantage of me, can't beat anyone, but can beat you."

"Hahaha, powerful, ignorant thing, dare to go to the Life and Death Platform with me?" Young Gongzi Jiao said hatefully.

Meng Su: "I said I'm not powerful, I can't beat anyone, you don't believe it, what kind of ghost is the Life and Death Platform?"

The two's fight was almost in the blink of an eye, everyone just realized that Young Gongzi Jiao was forced to chop off his hand, and was slapped. Everyone was stunned.

Young Gongzi Jiao was like a god in their eyes. This person ranked second in the Ten Young Masters of the Demon Capital, and was selected from the Blood Demon Sect. He had had adventures when he was young. The Blood Demon Scripture had been practiced to the sixth heaven. He was the first in the Demon Capital Life and Death Platform every year, and many Demon cultivators couldn't even hold on for three rounds.

The tradition of the Demon Capital is to prohibit private slaughter, but one can go to the Life and Death Platform. The Life and Death Platform opens once a year, and the winner can obtain a large amount of resources and the status of the Demon Capital. Life and death do not matter for the loser. Countless Demon cultivators die on the Life and Death Platform every year.

If Demon cultivators have any grievances that they can't get over, they can also go to the Life and Death Platform.

Young Gongzi Jiao stood up, his body suddenly a head taller. Originally he was half a head taller than Meng Su, this standing up, he was a head taller than Meng Su, and his bones rattled. A wave of blood energy rushed out from the bottom to the top of Young Gongzi Jiao's head, rushing straight into the sky. The whole person became sharp, cold, and full of evil spirits.

The surrounding cultivators' blood energy floated, intimidated by Young Gongzi Jiao's blood energy. Meng Su also felt his blood energy float slightly, but the Demon Core shook slightly, and it returned to calm.

Young Gongzi Jiao waved his hand, and a bright red long sword appeared in his hand. This sword was not gold or stone, it seemed to be polished from some kind of bone, and evil spirits lingered. One could faintly see the scene of blood flowing into a river.

This sword was not placed in a scabbard, but appeared out of thin air. Meng Su noticed that Young Gongzi Jiao also had a ring on his finger that was the same as his, the style was exactly the same, but his ring was golden, clearly more advanced than the one on Meng Su's hand. ===== CHAPTER 47 =====