"It-it-can talk!" Lin Hui didn't react for a while, and sat on the ground in fright.

Jun Wunian thought of the octagonal in his mind, generally speaking, after the demon beast stayed with humans for a long time, they would slowly become familiar with the human language.

"Hello senior, we strayed into this place and wanted to ask how to get out. Jun Wunian kept as calm as possible and didn't anger the behemoth in front of him.

The golden-winged roc's vision turned to Jun Wunian, staring at him for a moment before he said slowly, "Mistakenly—and then?"

The sound shook the earth and gave people an indescribable sense of pressure.

"And then—" Jun Wunian took a deep breath and stubbornly continued, "Then we saw you, senior, come to pay a visit. ”

The golden-winged Dapeng listened to Jun Wunian's words, snorted coldly, and moved his gaze to Lan Sheng's body again: "Girl, what's your name?"

Jun Wunian hurriedly stretched out his arm and subconsciously blocked Lan Sheng behind him.

"Lan Sheng—" Lan Sheng patted Jun Wunian's arm in front of him, motioned for him to put it down, and then replied calmly.

"You're not afraid of me?"

"You are gracious. ”

"That's right—girl, can you show me your natal spirit weapon?" Golden-winged Dapeng always had an invisible oppression when he spoke to Jun Wunian, but he was very gentle when he spoke to Lan Sheng.

Lan Sheng summoned the water shield, and the light on the water shield flickered.

"Sure enough, it's the purest Xuanwu bloodline, but it's still very weak and hasn't fully awakened. The golden-winged roc had a look of remembrance in his huge eyes.

Lan Sheng looked at the expression of the Golden-winged Dapeng, and some fragments seemed to flash through his mind.

"Girl, is your natal spirit weapon born with the bloodline of Xuanwu?" the Golden-winged Dapeng seemed to think of something, and asked seriously.

"It's been there since I was just awakened. ”

"Did you have any opportunities the day after tomorrow?"

"I have used some heavenly and earthly treasures that promote the purification of blood ......"

“......”

Golden-winged Dapeng and Lan Sheng seemed to be chatting very speculatively, and the three of Jun Wunian next to them were left to the side. But this is also in line with their wishes, after all, the danger is temporarily removed.

"Back then, I was close friends with that old turtle, growing up together and cultivating together. “

"Isn't the Xuanwu predecessor's body a combination of the Xuanwu Snake and the Overlord?" Lan Sheng wondered.

"Yes, but he's still an old turtle—" A warm smile appeared in the Golden-winged Roc's eyes. "It's like me, I was a Kun at that time - both me and him belonged to the extremely talented group of demon beasts in the sea. “

"Generally speaking, even if it is a highly talented population, it will take tens of thousands of years to break through the barrier of high-level demon beasts and reach the realm of divine beasts, holy beasts, or demonic beasts. “

"However, there is one exception, that is, the Heavenly Snow Divine Fox Clan on the Extremely Cold Snow Mountain, this race has been a divine beast since birth, with a noble bloodline, and is the king of the Snow Mountain. ”

"We don't have a noble bloodline, but our bloodline is not bad, as long as we cultivate well, we can break through. At that time, we were determined to cultivate to the Divine Beast together. “

"When we reach the high-level demon beast realm, we can leave the sea and gain the ability to live on land. During an outing, the two of us discovered an island in the Endless Sea, which was covered with a layer of fog and a mysterious power. We vaguely felt that there was an opportunity for us to break through on this island, so we chose to go to that island.

"That island really has a mystery, it is full of very superb prohibitions and formations, and it took us many years and a lot of hardships to enter the deepest depths of that island's prohibition. ”

"Then we were teleported out - and we were both teleported to two different places, lost track of each other. ”

"I was teleported into the psychedelic desert and faced the greatest crisis of my life. A powerful monster appeared in front of me in the psychedelic desert, and I was almost beaten to death because I was not very capable of fighting at that time. But that's when I met him—"

The massive body of the Golden-Winged Roc moved, revealing the statue behind it.

The man carved on this statue has a handsome face, and between his eyebrows he shows extraordinary perseverance and bravery, but—

The man did not have a right arm.

"At that time, he was a powerful ancient martial arts cultivator, and he easily cleaned up the demon beast that almost killed me, and brought me back to a small village in the psychedelic desert with a mortal injury. “

"Then he told me that his name was Chu Yi. When the word Chu Yi was spoken, the voice of the golden-winged Dapeng implied a deep sense of gratitude and deep sadness.

"And that little village – there are thousands of people there, and I don't understand, they are living very hard, but they are all happy. ”

"Since there were so many children in the village, I was afraid of scaring them, so I shrunk my huge body and stayed in a waterhole in the middle of the village. ”

"Their leader is a gentle and graceful young man, and everyone calls him the Holy Prince—"

"With the help of the Holy Prince, I not only recovered from my injuries, but also managed to break through the high-level demon beasts, and I evolved from a kun to a peng bird, gaining the ability to fly. ”

"But—and because of the influence of the Holy Prince, I didn't evolve into a divine beast as I had hoped, but became a magical beast—"

"I was very uncomfortable at first, but then I was relieved. ”

"If you receive a drop of water, you should repay it with a spring. What's more, I have received a great favor from others—the grace of saving my life. So I went to find the Chu Yi who rescued me. “

"Chu Yi's ancient martial arts cultivation is very high, but there are many people in this group who are stronger than him. ”

"Chu Yi is often a little lost, so he has to work a lot harder than others. More than once, I saw him come back from training covered in blood, and I saw him not relax his cultivation even late at night. ”

"Later - during an outing, he was seriously injured and lost his right arm. ”

"As an ancient martial arts cultivator, he cultivates the sword, and losing his right arm is undoubtedly going to all cultivation. ”

"Everybody was disappointed in him, and that's when I found out who he was. He—the cousin of the holy prince. ”

"Although the Holy Prince has found all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures for Chu Yi and wants to connect his right arm for him, all attempts have ended in failure——"

"Chu Yi's talent is not high, but diligence can make up for it, and now that he has lost his cultivation, he is declining day by day. ”

"At that time, I decided to stay by Chu Yi's side. ”

"He has no arms, so I will be his sword and fight for him until he is reduced to dust—"

"At that time, I just wanted to repay the favor, because our Kunpeng clan, like the Xuanwu clan, has a long lifespan of tens of thousands of years, and the lifespan of people is only a thousand years at most. Fighting for him for a thousand years to repay the favor, I feel like this is what I should do. ”