As the sun sets, the clouds on the horizon are gorgeous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The crimson clouds render the vast Nanling extremely enchanting, as if covered with a delicate red veil.

In the sunset, the mountains are stacked at a glance, like a dragon lying prone on the earth, falling into an eternal sleep. The vast clouds and mist are surging in the mountains, making people unable to see the true face of Nanling, like a shy and timid girl, extremely enchanting.

Nanshan City, the city is hundreds of miles long, with a population of one million.

It is located on the edge of the mountain range in the north of the South Ridge, and it is only a dozen miles away from the gateway to the South Ridge.

In the past, Nanshan City was mostly merchants who came from afar to buy special products, or merchants who went to Jiaozhou from Jingzhou and other places, and then there were warrior monks who went to Nanling to train, as well as local residents who relied on the mountains to eat the mountains.

But these days, Nanshan City is very lively.

In just over ten days, the number of monks flocking from all over the world has reached more than 100,000!

Nanshan City, Yuelai Inn.

At this time, the sky was not yet dark, but the Yuelai Inn was already full of people, and there were no empty seats for hundreds of tables.

Mo Chen sat alone by the window on the second floor, silently drinking the tea in the cup, listening to the conversations of the people around him, and frowning slightly from time to time.

Next to him, four men in ordinary clothes gulped down their drinks and talked with unhappy faces.

"Alas, it's been less than half a month. There were already dozens of Jindan powers, as well as several primordial god ancestors. I don't care if I read the Qilin Heavenly Book, or the Daozu Heavenly Monument, but there is no chance for our brothers. ”

"Hehe, my brother's words are not right. Even if they are cultivated to a high level, Nanling is not a place where ordinary people can go wild. ”

"What the third brother said is reasonable, there are a lot of ancestors who have come to Nanling in the past few days, but they haven't returned one by one." A middle-aged man with an elegant face and dressed in a scribe's uniform had a faint smile on his face, a little smug in his eyes, and chuckled.

When his words fell, everyone was immediately attracted to him, looking at him with anticipation and puzzled faces.

How terrifying is the ancestor of the Yuan God, he even returned from Nanling, is this really possible?

"Second brother is quick to say, what happened?" The strong man, who was still emotional, had an impatient look on his face at this time, and urged loudly.

Seeing that everyone was impatient, the middle-aged scribe took a sip of wine, with a smug look on his face, and chuckled: "Big brother doesn't know anything, I went outside today to inquire about the news, but I heard amazing news." ”

When they heard him say this, their hearts became more and more curious, as if there was a kitten's paw scratching incessantly. They looked at the middle-aged scribe, all of them full of impatience, eager to break his mouth open.

The middle-aged scribe seemed to feel that the atmosphere was almost the same, gently put down the wine in his hand, bowed down and whispered to everyone: "You don't know, Nanling has become a mess in the past few days.

Five days ago, the corpse expelling faction sent the ancestor of the primordial god to go deep into the Nanling Mountains with the ancient coffin, and fought with the Nanling Great Ape King, and the radius was a mess for thousands of miles.

Three days ago, the Shushan Sword Sect Yuan Shen Da Neng Dugu Zhan sneaked into Nanling, but somehow clashed with the King of the Golden Winged Dapeng. The two fought fiercely in the sky for thousands of miles, and the sword light was cold for thousands of miles.

And a day ago, the Southern Xinjiang Netherworld God Sect Yuan Shen Da Tuo Yu entered Nanling, and somehow encountered the Jiao Demon King's blocking. The two were inseparable for a while, and there has been no concrete result yet. ”

"Sss When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but gasp.

Their eyes widened one by one, and they couldn't help but look at each other, but their faces were full of disbelief.

"It can't be, right? The demon kings of Nanling were crazy, and they dared to stop the Great Sect of the World. Aren't they afraid that all the religions will unite and slaughter all the demons in Nanling! A middle-aged man with a thin body couldn't help but swallow his saliva and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Yes, although the demons in the world have been rampant all these years, the vast Kyushu is still the territory of our human race after all. The five demon kings of Nanling are not crazy, otherwise how could they have clashed with the Great Sect of the World at the same time? ”

As soon as the middle-aged scribe's voice fell, several other people expressed their incomprehension and doubts.

Those alien demons, in the past, when they saw the cultivation of the human race, they all didn't dare to mess around, why are they so crazy now. Could it be that they still want to monopolize the Dao Ancestor Heavenly Monument and the Qilin Heavenly Book?

"Hehe, but you brothers don't know anything. Although the five demon kings of Nanling are powerful, they are nothing to the Great Sect of the World. It's just that this time, not the five demon kings can call the shots! The middle-aged scribe smiled mysteriously, took a sip of his drink, and chuckled.

Aren't the five demon kings in charge?

Everyone was dazed for a while, but they didn't understand what the middle-aged scribe meant.

Who doesn't know that the five demon kings of Nanling have cultivated to the heavens and the earth, and they are the first and worst existences in the world. In this vast South Ridge, what else can command the five demon kings to fail?

"Suzaku!" Seeing that everyone was dazed, the middle-aged literati shook his head boredly and spit softly.

"Damn, this can't be!" As soon as the middle-aged scribe's words fell, everyone's eldest brother suddenly jumped up and exclaimed in disbelief.

His voice was like thunder, echoing clearly through the hall, drawing everyone's attention.

For a while, there was a dead silence in the inn!

The strong man felt the cold gaze of everyone, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

He sat down with a pale face, his head bowed and he did not dare to speak. It wasn't until everyone withdrew their eyes one after another that he quietly wiped the cold sweat and exhaled unconsciously.

"Damn, I was almost killed by my eldest brother." Seeing that everyone was not paying attention to him and the others, the middle-aged scribe exhaled with a pale face and complained angrily.

Although the four brothers have a bit of strength, who doesn't know that Nanling is surging at the moment, and they don't know how many masters are hidden. If it is really written down, I am afraid that nine lives of myself and others are not enough to die!

"Okay, okay, don't say it. We'll go back as soon as we're done eating, and we'll talk about the rest of the time. The strong man knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to continue to say more. He was afraid of causing any more trouble, so he whispered to everyone, but several of them never spoke again.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

Mo Chen sat not far from the others, sorting out the information he had just obtained, his brows furrowed tightly.

The Great Ape King, the Golden-winged Dapeng King, and the Jiao Demon King!

Thousands of years have passed, and this world has actually bred so many demon beasts that can match the realm of the primordial gods. And listening to the meaning of a few people's words, there is a Suzaku figure behind this incident.

I don't know what the situation of the four holy beasts back then was. And the so-called Vermilion Bird, is it that bird?

Mo Chen sighed lightly and drank all the tea in the cup.

He propped his arms on the table, crossed his hands in front of him, silently looking at the blood-red sunset on the sky, and couldn't help but feel a little more solemn in his heart.

For thousands of years, geographical changes have been quite a problem, and now there are so many demons and monsters, but there are too many variables.

I don't know if that road is still viable, but the next step is to explore it.

If that path works, it's not a problem. But if it is no longer feasible, it will add a lot of trouble.

Mo Chen's eyes stared at the unpredictable sunset, and he couldn't help but recall some of the information he had received from Shi Lan.

The ancient road of the barbarian ancestors, infected with the blood of the gods. The power of God is eternal, and all beasts retreat.

Legend has it that at the end of antiquity, the Jiuli tribe was defeated by the Yellow Emperor. In order to preserve the fire of the tribe, they had to migrate to the southern barbarian lands.

The road to the south was not peaceful, there were countless strange beasts along the way, and the Jiuli tribe lost too many warriors. In order to preserve the fire of the tribe, the Great Wizard had to pour out the path with Chiyou's demon blood, forming a path for all beasts to avoid the demon blood.

Over the ages, although those mythical characters have long since disappeared, the traces of their existence have never faded.

Mo Chen thought of the scene he saw in Nanling, and his eyes flashed with solemnity.

He had to admit that even after thousands of years, it was still a path full of magic!

Just as he was deep in thought, a soft voice sounded behind him: "This brother is polite. In the lower giant deer horns, I don't know if it is convenient for the brother to be here, so that there is a place to stay. ”