"Of course, this is just one of my suggestions, it doesn''t matter if you take it or not." Jumang shook his head and said.

    "If I simply restore my physical body, I can do it with my ability. However, what I need is not available in the Demon Race, and I need to go to the battlefield of God to find it."

    Lin Que: ? ? ?

    God''s battlefield, what is that place?

    "The battlefield of the gods."

    Chi You explained that it was him, and he was a little apprehensive about the battlefield of the gods.

    "Do you know why the gods have so few signs of activity in these thousands of years?"

    "Why?" Lin Que asked.

    The Western gods are active so frequently, where are the gods of their Great Xia?

    "That''s because, as early as tens of millions of years ago, an unprecedented war broke out between the major kingdoms of God, and that battle almost collapsed the Dao of Heaven."

    "If it wasn''t for the appearance of that man, I''m afraid this sky would have ceased to exist."

    Lin Que: "That man?"

    "Did you say that the person who beat you up and took away the source of chaos?"

    Chi You''s face was a little strange, and he glared at Lin Que fiercely.

    Damn, my subordinates are all here, why don''t you know how to be more euphemistic?

    Does it need to be so straightforward?

    "It''s him."

    Chi You sighed. Although he was reluctant to think about it, the shadow of the black-robed figure left him lingering in his heart.

    "To condense the flesh for the ghosts and immortals, we need flesh and blood spirits!"

    "At the beginning of the battle of the gods, many gods fell, and their cultivation base feedback the world, nourishing a kind of medicine, which has a miraculous effect on the recovery of the body."

    "Unfortunately, the battlefield of the gods was left with a law of chaos by that man, and no one under the semi-sage can enter."

    "Today''s Mozu, I just came back, and I can''t trust anyone except Jumang."

    Having said that, Lin Que seemed to have thought of something.

    "You don''t want me to find the flesh and blood spirit, do you?"

    Chi You smiled playfully: "Otherwise?"

    "The three people present, except you, who is under the Half-Saint?"

    Lin Que''s face darkened.

    What does this mean, isn''t it just scolding yourself around the corner?

    Supreme class, am I wrong?

    Didn''t you come from the supreme level?

    Chi You looked at Lin Que and smiled, "Of course, if you don''t go, it''s fine. I''d have to ask Jumang to get me a body first and use it. When the strength recovers, I''ll be looking for flesh and blood spirits."

    "I can wait, but can you wait?"

    Lin Que was silent.

    He can''t wait.

    If Hongye recovers his physical body one day earlier, he will be sure to revive Hongye one day earlier.

    "Okay, I promise you." Lin Que took a deep breath.

    "However, I have one condition."

    Chi You smiled slightly and said, "You can go anywhere in the Demon Race, whether it''s a secret method or an ancient book, if you want to learn it, just learn it."

    Before waiting for Lin Que to ask for the conditions, he took the lead.

    "not enough."

    Lin Que shook his head: "I want the Twelve Ancestors to teach me to practice."

    Each of the twelve ancestor witches has the power of law that they are good at.

    Now, all the power he had before has been burned out, and it is not a big problem to pick it up again.

    The problem is that even if the strength is restored, the combat power that erupts, that is, the peak of the supreme-level peak, it is difficult to go further.

    It is better to take this opportunity to integrate all the forces and walk out of a path that belongs to you.

    Right now, the Twelve Ancestral Witch is the best object for him to study.

    "Oh?"

    Chi You looked at Lin Que with interest, and said with a chuckle, "Boy, your ambitions are not small."

    "I can promise you this condition."

    "However...you also know that I have been away for thousands of years, and the demons have been divided into a large faction. Maybe someone is plotting to murder me."

    "You want me to issue this order, but think about the consequences?"

    Lin Que raised his head and sneered: "Even if I don''t make this request, do you think that no one wants to deal with me for the twelve ancestor witches under your command?"

    "teacher!"

    He bit those two words tightly.

    From the moment he entered the Demon Race, Chi You did not introduce his existence.

    Who are the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there must be demons when things go wrong, and they will definitely keep an eye on themselves.

    If Chiyou''s guess is true, if someone plots to rebel, he will also be implicated.

    "Ha ha!"

    Chi You laughed loudly: "Just be clear on your own, let''s go down, I''m tired."

    After speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a speechless Lin Que.

    "Little Lord…"

    "Don''t call me Young Master, I have a name, Lin Que."

    "Angry?" Jumang laughed.

    "Seriously...no, Lin Que."

    "I don''t know about the relationship between you and Lord Demon God, but I know Lord Demon God. He can bring you into the Demon Race and entrust you with the task of finding flesh and blood, which is enough to prove his trust in you."

    Lin Que rolled his eyes.

    trust?

    I think he was just afraid of being plotted, so he pushed himself to the forefront, this old fox.

    For the red leaves, I endured.

    "Let''s go, I''ll show you the capital of slaughter, and then I''ll slowly visit the rest of the ancestors." Jumang said.

    As soon as the words fell, she waved the magical energy of the wood property around the two and disappeared in the parliamentary hall.

    When it reappeared, it was already on the streets of the Killing Capital.

    Lin Que looked at the city carefully. It was different from the world of good humans. It was full of slaughter, and slaughter could be seen everywhere.

    "Is there no order here?"

    The pressure of the law on Jumang was released, scaring the surrounding thugs to dare not step forward.

    "Respect for strength is the tradition of the Demon Race."

    "Order, that''s the word of the weak."

    Just when Lin Que was about to say something, a stone axe fell from the sky, targeting his head...