C142 Xin

Qin Yuan felt as if he had crossed the spatial distance and entered the interior of the Heavenly Martial Continent. Silver spatial law kept flashing around his body, bringing him deeper into the Heavenly Martial Continent.

Perhaps only a second had passed, or maybe a hundred years had passed.

Only then did Qin Yuan feel that the spatial laws on his body were disappearing, and his flying speed had slowed down.

"This is the Rock Refining Realm." Qin Yuan stood still and looked around curiously.

Just like what he had seen just now, the surroundings were filled with flowers and trees. The demonic aura in the sky had already condensed into a demonic cloud, and the cries of beasts could be heard without an end.

"En!" Qin Yuan raised his eyebrows. "Where's big brother?! Didn't he come in with me?"

No matter how Qin Yuan widened his eyes, he could not see Zhan Feng.

"Strange!" Qin Yuan cursed in a low voice, "I hope he will be fine!"

Somewhere in Rock Refining Realm.

With a flash of silver light, Zhan Feng appeared.

"Where's Qin Yuan?" He was just like Qin Yuan, surprised that the other party didn't see him.

"Hmm?" Zhan Feng raised his brows and said in a deep voice, "I feel like there are no rules here. What is the difference in Rock Refining Realm?"

"Forget it. I still can't pry into the secrets of the rules. I should find Brother Qin Yuan as soon as possible." Zhan Feng looked ahead and said.

Devil Realm, Blood Devil City.

The location of Liu family.

"Roar!"

"Roar! '"

A deafening roar was heard from where the Liu family was located.

"Something's not right! This is not right!" The bull horns guided the disciples of the Liu family in their practice of fist techniques.

"Yes. The disciple of the Liu family who was guided by the bull horns humbly accepted the challenge.

"Good! Continue training! Strive to break through to the Martial Emperor Realm as soon as possible!" Ox-horn patted the shoulder of the disciple from the Liu family and said earnestly, "I don't wish for my teaching to be worse than that soul brat!"

"It won't!" The Liu family disciple revealed a smile, "We won't disappoint Coach Niu."

"Yes! I believe you!" After Oxhorn said that, he walked towards the door.

"Boom!"

After being guided by the bull horn, the strength of the punch launched by the Liu family disciple suddenly increased.

"Coach Niu is indeed worthy of being a Heavenly Devil Stage warrior. With his finger, the power has increased by so much! " The disciple from the Liu family turned around and looked at the bull horns that walked into the room. He said enviously, "When can I become a powerful warrior like Coach Niu!"

"Forget it! I should practice the fist technique that Coach Niu taught me." The disciple from the Liu family retracted his gaze, looked up at the sky, and said, "A hundred thousand feet tall building rises from the ground. Practice well!"

"Boom!"

"Roar!"

"What do you think?" Ox-horn walked into the room and asked Huntu, who was sitting on a chair, "Master, have you received any news?"

The master that Ox-Horn was talking about was naturally Jian Ping.

"No!" Huntu shook his head. "Master, it has been ten months. No news came back. "

Ten months. Jian Ping had been gone for ten months.

During these ten months, everyone's cultivation base had improved. Their horns had been restored to the Heavenly Devil Stage Second Layer, and Huntu had even broken through to the peak of the Martial Venerable.

It had been nearly a year since Jian Ping and the bull horns entered the Devil Realm.

In a few days, Jian Ping would welcome his three-year-old birthday.

Jian Ping was three years old, and Qin Yuan was also three years old in the human world.

"In these ten months, according to the task given to me by Master, I will train their assassination ability in the morning and at night. At noon, I will give it to you to guide them in their fist techniques!" Huntu said in a deep voice.

"They've also made shocking breakthroughs in the past ten months. The original number of people in the Martial Demon Realm had changed from one to three, and from ten Martial Venerable Stage to twenty-five. This has already exceeded our budget! Haha! Congratulations!" Huntu laughed loudly.

"That's right! Right now, the Liu family's strength is worthy of being called the number one family in Blood Devil City!" Ox-horn said in a deep voice.

"By the way, the year that Master mentioned has already come. I wonder if you..." Huntu asked.

"One year!" The bull horn revealed a look of reminiscence, "We'll talk about it when the time comes!"

"Report! Announce! Announce!" A short cry sounded.

"Report! Two coaches, a messenger came from outside the door. He said that there is a letter for the two coaches!" A disciple of the Liu family said anxiously outside the door.

"Messenger!" Huntu and Ox-horn looked at each other with suspicion.

"Quickly invite him in!" Huntu waved his hand and said loudly.

"Yes!" The disciple from the Liu family quickly left.

"This may be a letter Master asked someone to send to us!" Huntu said happily.

"En!" Ox-horn also revealed a smile, but a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

"I think this is the cow horn!" The messenger that had entered said to the bull's horn that had two horns.

"And this must be Huntu!" The messenger turned to Huntu, who was sitting on a chair, and said.

"That's right! I am Oxhorn!"

"I am Huntu!"

"The bull horn asked.

" Oh! I am a messenger from Heavenly Treasure Pavilion! My surname is Fang!" The messenger explained plainly.

" Oh! So it's a messenger from Fang!" Huntu nodded," I didn't know Messenger Fang came here, it's... "

" I came here to ask someone to send a letter to the two of you! " The messenger took out a letter from his pocket.

The envelope was white, and the white oil on it was obvious.

" Oh! I wonder who gave it to me!" Ox-horn asked.

" Who is it! I don't know either! I'm only responsible for passing the envelope to the recipients. As for the details, there is no way to understand at all." That messenger explained.

" Oh!" Huntu nodded.

"Whoosh!"

Huntu turned his hand and took out a few black stones. He handed them to the messenger and patted his shoulder. "It's not a big deal. I don't respect you!"

"Haha! You two are too polite!" The messenger received it without batting an eyelid and kept it into his interspatial ring.

"Haha! If the two of you have no other matters, then this humble one shall take his leave first! After all, this lowly one still has many letters to distribute! I shall not disturb the two of you!" The messenger spoke tactfully.

"Take care, messenger!" Oxhorn smiled and said, "Liu Yi, send messenger Fang out!"

"Yes! Coach Soul!" A voice came from outside the door.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Huntu and Oxhorn watched as Fang Zhao walked out of the door. They only looked away when Fang Zhao's figure disappeared.

"Open it and take a look! Is it news from Master? " Ox-horn hurriedly asked.

"En! I am also very curious!" Huntu said in a deep voice, "Right now, I have a feeling of surging emotions and boiling blood!"

Ox-horn looked at Huntu, whose face was full of smiles, and also revealed a smile. However, the faint sadness in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

One year. One year! One year was almost up!