After breathing a sigh of relief, Fang Baimo realized that his back had been soaked with sweat.

"Can!"

The black Qilin glanced at Fang Baimo, evacuated the barrier above and released the person, then picked up Fang Baimo and Jiujiu and went to its cave together.

The things that the owner asked it to wait for were here.

As soon as one person and two beasts stopped, another team of people broke in.

After the other party and the Black Kirin looked at each other, the other party was obviously unconcealed with excitement.

"Dao Qilin Lord--"

The people from the demon clan knelt in front of the black unicorn, their faces full of longing.

"After leaving for thousands of years, we finally found you."

As he said that, without waiting for the Black Kirin to react, the people of the demons sincerely put their foreheads on the ground to show their respect.

"You are the descendants of the master's subordinates."

The black Qilin felt the aura of the demon clan from the person who had just come in, and a trace of nostalgia flashed through his eyes.

Thousands of years ago, its owner was the demon god of the demon clan. It once followed its owner to be invincible and invincible.

Later, the demons were all dominated by the master because of their strength. Thousands of years have passed. These people should be the descendants of the master's former subordinates.

"Master Black Qilin recognizes us?"

Seeing that the Black Qilin recognized who they were, the people from the Demon clan were obviously very excited.

"What are you here for?"

The Black Kirin did not have any favors because they were the masters’ subordinates, but instead asked them indifferently about their intentions to come here.

"We are here to find the martial arts that the Demon God has left behind. Two hundred years ago, the elder of the Demon Clan accidentally saw the notebook left by the Demon God. From it, he learned that the Demon God has left the cultivation technique here."

Faced with the doubts of the Black Kirin, the people of the Demon Clan did not dare to hide anything and hurriedly explained what was going on.

"You're a step late."

Black Qilin said, "I have found the inheritor for my master."

The master said at the beginning that practicing the exercises is reserved for those who are destined to be. Although the demons found the notebooks left by the master, they were one step late.

This young man had already known what his master had left in advance, so this technique cannot be given to the demons.

"What?"

When the demons heard this, they looked up in shock and saw Fang Baimo standing beside him. The first thing they saw was that they were confused by Fang Baimo's appearance, and then they were angry.

"Lord Black Qilin, this person is a cultivator, not a member of our demon clan. Have you made a mistake?"

The people of the demon clan dared not do anything to the Black Qilin. Besides, they could not beat them. They could only look at Fang Baimo with resentment, hoping that he could retreat by himself.

"The master said that practicing the exercises is reserved for those who are destined to be, not for those of the demon clan."

After all, he was the master's former subordinate. Hei Qilin suppressed the impatientness in his heart and spoke up with a rare explanation.

"You are one step late. Unless he is unwilling to inherit his master's things, you can't take away the martial arts!!"

Hei Qilin used his attitude and language to express his protection of Fang Baimo.

Don't think he didn't see it. The demons actually looked at the inheritor of the master with murderous intent.

Since this young man is the inheritor of the master's martial arts, that is to say, he is the master's disciple. Even their ancestors are just subordinates of the master, and he is so disrespectful to his master's disciple!!

"Can......"

The people from the demon clan wanted to say something, but were frightened by the fierce murderous intent in the eyes of the Black Qilin. They lowered their heads and shivered, and they dared not say anything.

"Young man, do you want to inherit my master's skills?"

The people who saw the demon clan admitted their conscience on the surface, but in fact, when he looked at Fang Baimo's eyes, he was still full of murderous aura, so Black Qilin asked directly.

As long as this person really wants to learn the master's skills, no matter what he says, he will definitely maintain it well. If he doesn't want to, then his life or death will have nothing to do with him.

"I......"

Fang Baimo was silent for a while. The Huanhai Tianzun Gong is indeed a very powerful practice method.

The demon god was able to transform from a human race whose cultivation level was destroyed into a famous demon god, which was enough to show the power of the martial arts, but this was a thing of the demon race after all.

Especially the owner of this thing was created by the demon gods of the demon clan.

Fang Baimo could imagine what consequences he would have to suffer once he practiced such a technique and was spread out.

He knows too much about the darkness of human nature.

But if you refuse to practice...

Fang Baimo looked at the Black Qilin and the Demon Clan again. He felt that if he refused, he would be afraid that he would be unable to leave here alive.

So, his only choice is-

"I want to learn!!"

Only when you are strong can you keep everything you want and care about. If he is a waste, then even if you start over, one day you will just repeat everything in your previous life.

People are the slaughter and I am the slaughter.

If you want to become strong and protect everything you want to protect, you must become stronger!!

"very good."

Hei Qilin could see Fang Baimo's firmness and nodded with satisfaction.

Since he is willing to practice, then he is the master's disciple. If the master is not in this world, he naturally wants to help the master and protect the disciple.

"Walk--"

Baimo was willing to practice when watching the house. The Black Kirin took the people directly to the depths. The practice of exercises and the best practice site were at the bottom. Although the above is full of magma, in fact, the underground is actually the Ten Thousand Years of Ice Cave.

The demons stood up after seeing the black Qilin leaving.

“What should I do now?”

One of the demons asked.

"Lord Black Qilin is unwilling to hand over the practice to us. The purpose of our coming here is meaningless!!"

"Lord Black Qilin doesn't want to give it to you. Can't we get it back from the cultivator just now?"

A man who looked like the leader spoke up.

"We can't beat Lord Black Qilin and we can't take action, but can't we do anything to a mere practitioner?"

The other party sneered and continued.

"If we don't need to do it, someone will help us achieve our goal."

Killing people with a knife is the best thing that the demons are good at.
Chapter completed!