Zhou Yuqin followed Hou Jun back to the Demon Cultivation Association's headquarters. As soon as he arrived at the headquarters, he heard a harsh sound.

"The one from Zalan Mansion, come here."

When Hou Jun saw the visitor, his face changed suddenly. He suppressed the anger in his heart, lowered his eyebrows and held his fists with his ears down and bowed: "I have seen the Dragon Saint."

Dragon Saint is tall and twice as tall as ordinary people. He is not a purebred person, but a mixed race between dragons and humans. This mixed race makes him far more qualified than ordinary people, and even stronger than most dragon clans.

Among the five saints of the Demon Cultivation Society, Tianyuan’s most powerful man ranks second in combat power. Not only is he extremely high in cultivation, but he is the best in his physical body. He once stood there and let three cultivators of the same generation bombard him for three days and three nights, but he was unable to touch him at all.

In the Demon Cultivation Society, the Ten Lords are the lackeys of the three elders, and the Five Saints unite to fight against the three elders, so the Five Saints have always been incompatible with the Ten Lords.

However, of course, the Five Saints cannot hang their teeth and claws in front of the three great elders, so the Ten Kings are often the targets of their venting.

The irritable Dragon Saint humiliated the Ten Kings many times.

What Hou Jun is most reluctant to face is to meet Long Sheng in the headquarters. If it is the other four people, even if they make things difficult for them, at most they can say a few words without any pain, or make things difficult for them with trivial matters.

But Long Sheng is different. He doesn't use those tricks. He just takes action when he sees Shijun.

"I have recently developed a magical power. You are here. I will accompany me to practice my skills." Long Sheng said at the top of his voice, and most of the main hall heard the voice of Long Sheng.

The person who is interested laughed secretly, and another unlucky guy fell into the hands of Long Sheng.

Hou Jun's face was gloomy, and he suppressed his anger and said, "The Dragon Saint's Divine Power is the best, how can you be your opponent?"

"It's just a battle, not a fight with you, and you don't have the qualifications." Long Sheng said naturally: "Stop talking nonsense, come on!"

Hou Jun gritted his teeth, and at this time Zhou Yuqin sent a message: "Sir, the overall situation is the most important thing, and you must not act voluntarily."

Looking at Hou Jun's face, Zhou Yuqin was afraid that if he didn't give a word to remind him, Hou Jun would be afraid that he would use the mountain rope directly.

Let’s not talk about whether he can win by using the mountain rope.

Once the mountain moving rope is used, everything they have prepared to arrange before will lose its meaning.

What's more, Hou Jun can't exert the power of moving mountain rope at this moment.

After all, it will take thousands or even ten thousand years to redeem a treasure of Kaitian again. Although Hou Jun has special control methods, it still takes some time to control the treasure of Kaitian.

Hou Jun took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Then please show mercy to the subordinates of Hou Jun."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt your life!" Long Sheng grinned. His teeth were completely different from ordinary people's kind, but were full of sharp fangs like carnivorous beasts.

Yes, Long Sheng did what he said. He had never hurt anyone's life when he talked with the people from the Demon Cultivation Association, but he always beat his opponent half to death and seriously injured.

I'm afraid no one would be satisfied with this kind of thing.

Someone once said that if you only need to be prepared for a while when you compete with Dragon Saint.

That is defense, being a turtle.

Don't feel embarrassed, because being defeated and being seriously injured are different concepts.

If you are defeated in front of the Dragon Saint, no one will laugh at you.

But if you are seriously injured, you will only be ridiculed by others and overestimate yourself.

Hou Jun implemented this sentence very well, so he directly used his magical powers to control the mountains and thousands of magic.

Hou Jun has never been good at fighting, and he was able to survive until now, and the method of governing mountains and thousands of ways is his important way to save his life.

In an instant, in front of Hou Jun, it seemed like a green mountain blocking it.

Zhou Yuqin kept watching Hou Jun's performance silently, and felt even more disappointed.

Is this the person I have always been loyal to? I never dared to show more aggressively without going in at all.

Such a person actually dares to seek the supreme power.

It's so ridiculous. Even if he mastered the supreme power, would he dare to stand on the surface?

Shi Shang's death, will the backup plan really be him?

Zhou Yuqin deeply doubted that people with this ability are qualified to be Shi Shang's backup plan?

Dragon Saint laughed wildly: "What a powerful mountain, ten thousand magic technique, it's true that it's like a turtle shell. Look at my ten thousand dragon power that tear the sky!"

In an instant, the cherry red aura surging around the body, and he punched him at the Hou.

boom

The Dragon Saint's fist power turned into a fire dragon and rushed towards Hou Jun roaring.

Before the unparalleled power could touch Hou Jun, Hou Jun was forced to vomit a mouthful of blood stasis by the terrifying oppression.

The fire dragon slammed on the green mountain, and the green mountain collapsed and shattered in an instant.

Hou Jun was directly bombarded and Long Sheng curled his lips: "It's boring. I have suppressed my cultivation level in the realm of Heaven and Heaven, but I haven't even taken a single move. It's really boring."

Hou Jun's face was extremely pale. Although he was extremely angry, he could only pretend to be calm on his face. He stood up with difficulty and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Long Sheng, for showing mercy."

"You should thank our subordinates for their merciless and incompetent waste."

After saying that, Long Sheng turned around and left without leaving any face for Hou Jun.

Until Long Sheng walked away, Hou Jun gritted his teeth and a mouthful of blood foam appeared.

"Now let you be arrogant for a while. When the plan is successful, it will be the time for you to give your head. At that time, you will definitely get cramps and bones to refine your soul and destroy your soul."

Zhou Yuqin walked up and asked with concern: "Sir, is the injury hindered?"

"Not hindrance, I will recover after two days of rest. He thought I was hurt, but I was deliberately showing weakness."

Is this really the case? Zhou Yuqin could see that Hou Jun was just stubborn.

Long Sheng's punch is not weak. Even though his punch suppressed his cultivation, he is still many times stronger than the Ten Lords, let alone the weakest among the Ten Lords.

"Let's go to see Mr. Su."

After passing through the headquarters and reaching the back mountain of the headquarters, a small view appeared in front of the two, with only three or two bungalows, but there was mist in the sky.

This place is the residence of Mr. Su, one of the three elders of the Demon Cultivation Association. Although he does not show any mountains or reveal water, he is the most intense acupoint with the spiritual energy in the entire main hall.

"My subordinate Hou Jun (Zhou Yuqin) asked to see Mr. Su."

"Come in."

A melodious voice came from the temple, and the two of them bowed to the temple, and then walked into the temple step by step.

A monk in white was sitting cross-legged in the small hall. The monk in white looked young, but his head was all white, and his eyebrows were full of vicissitudes.

"Have you encountered the sand?"

Aosha is the name of Dragon Saint. Of course, in the Demon Cultivation Society, only the three elders can call the name of Dragon Saint directly.

"Yes, my subordinates are incompetent and defeated by the Dragon Saint with one move."

"No obstacle, you are not good at fighting, and the Dragon Saint is one level higher than you. Even if his cultivation level is suppressed to the realm of Heaven and Heaven, his power still carries the breath of the strongest man in Tianyuan, and it is reasonable for you to lose."

Mr. Su said calmly, as if he was blamed for Hou Jun's failure.

But anyone who is familiar with Mr. Su's personality knows that Mr. Su is best at sacrificing his face. If his subordinates lose his face, he will decisively get rid of it.

Hou Jun would not naively think that Mr. Su was really indifferent to his failure.

However, he was the key to entering the Bone Tomb, so he was not worried that Mr. Su would kill him.

Mr. Su was a little behind Hou Jun. Hou Jun suddenly felt that his true energy and magic power was running rapidly. In just over a dozen breaths, his injury had completely recovered.

Hou Jun was shocked. He was worthy of being the third elder. His cultivation level was probably not far from the half-step Heavenly Lord.

"Thank you for your support, my subordinates cannot repay you."

"Okay, what did you do before?"

"As you ask, I have invited ten demon sects, but the old demon of Dayin rejected your kindness on the grounds of retreat,"

"It doesn't matter if you have the chance to punish me if you have the chance. Now you should focus on the White Bone Tomb. You should cultivate well in the past few days and try to adjust your condition to the best. In a month, we will set off for the White Bone Tomb."

"yes."

"Why haven't Lan Tian and Yin Jue come yet? They don't want to go to the White Bone Tomb, right?"

"The two elders may have something to do, so they were delayed on the way."

Lan Tian and Yin Jue are the other two of the three elders of the Demon Cultivation Association.

The three elders belong to different sects, with similar cultivation and similar background.

And the two of them are not like Mr. Su. They have been in the main hall of the Demon Cultivation Association for a long time, but live in their own sects. Only when the Demon Cultivation takes important actions will they notify them.

Mr. Su hopes that neither of them is shameless so that he has the chance to swallow the treasures in the bone grave.

"By the way, you have a very strange aura. What opportunities have you got recently?"

"Uh... I recently discovered a seven-shura fruit in Qigu Mountain. Mr. Su is really sensitive to the perception. If you want it, I will take it out for you."

"Haha... Seven Shura Fruits, I am not interested in it, but it is a good thing for you." Old Su smiled slightly.

As Hou Jun said, how could Mr. Su’s perception and his keenness be attracted by his attention if it was just the Seven Shura Fruits?

He even faintly felt that what was hidden in Hou Jun's body was just not to be broken.

Now that he is still used, Mr. Su thought to himself.

Although Hou Jun’s plans are hidden, they may not be able to hide the investigations of those who are interested.

Hou Jun has great ambitions, and Mr. Su also knows this, but Mr. Su believes that the greater the ambition, the more powerful the match it needs. If you don’t have enough power, it is tantamount to seek the final victory through those conspiracies and tricks.

No matter how much preparation Hou Jun made, his own cultivation was a flaw, and he would never be able to become a winner.
Chapter completed!