Chapter 507: The Mutation of the Ancient Great Forest

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"Tsk, let's talk about it, Emperor boy, who are you planning to put in the pit?"

Emperor Yunxiao grinned and spit out three words: "Fei Wujiang!"

Hearing this, Wu Daozi's face froze, and then he laughed:

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! You kid is really good at calculating, tying up this trouble by your side, saving you from disrupting the rear, and making a bunch of old things in the Emerald City jealous. ā€

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Emperor Yunxiao painstakingly screened out twelve iron guards from the army, each of whom was the top master among the scouts.

This time to go to the ancient forest, no matter how many masters there are, there are fierce beasts everywhere, and the demon beasts do not know how many, and if you go deeper, you may be able to meet the top demon king.

The reason why Emperor Yunxiao chose them was because he relied on their ability to explore and track, looking for the spring of life, ten masters, far inferior to a scout.

The Great Desert of Haidri is gray, and the great sun in the sky is completely blocked by sandstorms, and only a faint light can barely make people look directly at a distance of dozens of zhang.

took the land from Xuanyuan Shuqing, and Emperor Yunxiao gathered scouts and ordered the armor to press Fei Wujiang over.

"You have raised yourself white, and you have swallowed the king's twelve healing pills, and now it's time to hit the road. ā€

Di Yunxiao looked at Fei Wujiang's ruddy face, and knew that this kid had not only recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation had improved a little, so he couldn't help but complain immediately.

Fei Wujiang's originally complacent face suddenly stiffened, a few days ago, Emperor Yunxiao informed him and asked him to go to the Ancient Forest together, he thought it was a joke, but he never thought it was true.

"This, isn't this appropriate? You're not afraid that my son will escape halfway? Why don't I squat in that dungeon by myself, and when you return from your success, I can go and convince my uncle?"

A flash of golden light suddenly rubbed against the door of the boundless face and slid down, and in the sonorous sound, Di Yunxiao's Mokona Spirit Spear directly poked a large hole in the ground.

"Hmph! If you don't go, you have to go. If you are really placed in the dungeon, it will be the real big trouble, so hurry up and pack it up, and leave Tianzhou with this king in an hour. ā€

Under the coercion and temptation of Emperor Yunxiao, Fei Wujiang smiled bitterly and took two excellent thousand-forged steel shovels from the hands of the scouts on the side.

His super-grade spiritual weapon was left in the Eternal Cliff and was taken away by the True Monarch Elder of the Emerald City, and now he has no blade to take advantage of except for some elixirs in the Na Ring.

Wow!

In the midst of three sharp cries, the huge body of the Purple Mountain Eagle King fell from the sky, and under its two wings, there was a pair of small wings, which resembled a four-winged red eagle.

The wind was blowing, the yellow sand was all over the sky, and the face of Fei Wuwu in the smoke and dust was stagnant, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "The lower divine beast four-winged red eagle? No, this is an atavistic fierce beast eagle king." ā€

Fei Wujiang's heart was secretly surprised, after the fall of the Middle Ages, the annihilation of those demon beast clans in the Middle Ages, the concealment of concealment, the outside world rarely saw the real divine beasts.

Although this purple mountain eagle is not a real divine beast, the signs of atavism are too obvious, and he will cross the Vientiane True Tribulation one day, and maybe he will really be able to evolve into a four-winged red eagle.

It was a real divine beast, even if it was only a lower-rank divine beast, it was enough to be comparable to an ordinary holy son.

"What kind of ability does this son have to dare to use such an atavistic divine beast heir as a mount?"

Fei Wujiang's heart was shocked, if there was such a demon king in the Emerald City, I am afraid that he would have already given the government to build a government and make every effort to help it reach the level of the true monarch, where would it be like this.

Surprisingly, this time Fei Wujiang didn't make any trouble, and followed Emperor Yunxiao calmly, and went directly to the broad back of the Purple Mountain Eagle King.

With a flick of his wings, the Purple Mountain Eagle King rose directly into the air, followed by more than a dozen elite scouts who also followed closely behind with their own falcons, not daring to delay.

The Great Ancient Forest is so far away that even at the speed of a giant falcon, it would take a month to reach it.

When Emperor Yunxiao and the others were gone, Xuanyuan Wuming and Xuanyuan Wudao walked out from the depths of the oasis and met Wu Daozi's gaze.

"That kid is gone? I don't know if he can be revived by this game of chess. ā€

Xuanyuan's lifeless tone was quiet, Emperor Yunxiao went to the ancient forest, and naturally he couldn't hide it from his ears and eyes.

However, what made him sigh was not the difficult situation in Kyushu, but Di Yunxiao's attitude towards the Xuanyuan clan.

A major event related to the fate of the entire Kyushu, Emperor Yunxiao didn't say a word, and he didn't even inform the people of the Xuanyuan clan, so he hurriedly made a plan.

It is not difficult to see that this son's perception of the Xuanyuan clan has fallen to the worst level.

Such a Qilin'er, as the ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan, has lost his eyes and has never known, I have to say that Xuanyuan Cheng's family has pitted him miserably.

Wu Daozi's robe fluttered, and when the surrounding sand and dust were close to three feet around him, it automatically fell, making it difficult to get close.

"Hush. Brother Dao without life, some things and some people have done a life, and the mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger, not to mention the emperor boy, who was born with a strong life.

This time, the emperor boy wants to break the situation by borrowing the spring of life, and I'm afraid he doesn't want to be bored here. ā€

Wu Daozi stopped at the point, and then went on, it was someone else's family matter, and he easily didn't want to get involved.

Hearing the sound, Xuanyuan Wusheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, letting him cultivate to be superb, and to be the supreme king, but he was really confused in terms of family affairs.

"That's it, that's it, no way, the old man knows that you don't have any authority, but can you temporarily take the position of the clan master this time?"

After a long time, Xuanyuan Wudao turned to Xuanyuan Wudao and asked.

"Ancestor, I took this burden. Since it is a bad debt caused by Cheng'er, then the incompetent father of the old man will pay it back, and my Xuanyuan clan cannot just decline. ā€

Although Xuanyuan Wudao is dying of old age, his mind is exquisite, and the situation is clearer than anyone else, and the Xuanyuan clan does owe Xuanyuan Shuqing's mother and son justice.

Half a month later, the ancient great forest border.

The sky was as blue as a wash, and more than a dozen black shadows were hovering in the sky, which was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Emperor Yunxiao stood on the back of the Purple Mountain Eagle King, his eyes were cold, he hovered here for more than an hour, and he did not give the order to the Purple Mountain Eagle King to advance.

"It's strange that there are so many demon beasts on the periphery of the Great Forest compared to the beginning. ā€

What is a monster?

Only a fierce beast that awakens its wisdom and survives the thunderstorm to achieve a worldly realm can be called a demon cultivator.

I think that when the Three-Eyed Green Toad disturbed the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Buddhas, there were only three or four demon beasts on the periphery of the Ancient Great Forest, but when he came back after a few years, he noticed a big change.

The divine thoughts stretched out for nearly two hundred miles, and Emperor Yunxiao could feel that the periphery of the big forest was inhabited by no less than ten demon beasts, and each aura was not weak, obviously not the thunder tribulation that had been passed recently.

Emperor Yunxiao's eyebrows frowned, and while Kyushu was in turmoil, he never thought that even the ancient forest would have an accident.

The powerhouses on the periphery of the ancient Great Forest had signed a covenant with the Terrans that the Terrans would not cross the outer areas of the Great Forest, and the number of demon beasts in the outer areas should not exceed five.

Now, in the two hundred miles area swept by his divine thoughts alone, there were at least more than a dozen demon cultivators in the worldly realm, and the outer area of the ancient great forest was seven thousand miles away.

"Lord, do you notice something wrong?"

As the top demon king, he also smelled the surging breath that appeared in the ancient forest.

For the first time, Fei Wujiang saw the ancient forest that was so miraculous, and he was suddenly shocked to find that the powerful Emperor Yunxiao was so jealous, and he was immediately shocked.

"Emperor Yunxiao, don't you even dare to go deep into this outer area? With your cultivation, even if you meet a true monarch giant, you can maneuver for a long time, why are you so afraid?"

Di Yunxiao glanced at him, revealing a strange expression:

"Do you really think that the demon cultivators in the ancient forest are all paper paste? Let me tell you the truth, there are real lower-rank divine beasts in the outer areas, and there are even demon cultivators of higher bloodlines. ā€

Click!

Fei Wujiang, who was holding a knife to repair the calluses on his palm, looked shocked: "What? There are real divine beasts here?

Fei Wujiang's heart was screaming, the divine beast represented the top ruling class in the Middle Ages, and the three clans of True Dragon, Immortal Phoenix, and Qilin were the top overlords who enslaved all races.

It has a history of more than 40 million years at the beginning of ancient times, and most of the mythical beasts are hidden in the wilderness and rarely appear, after all, this is already the era of thousands of races, and it is no longer a monopoly.

Every pure-blooded divine beast can be called a living treasure, and the power of the human race has not been less than hunting those cubs of divine beasts that have not yet grown up at the beginning of ancient times.

If it weren't for this, where would there be so many rare high-grade and super-grade bloodlines among the human race, which were basically all from these noble races that were plundered.

It's just that there are losses and gains, no matter how noble the bloodline is, it can't be as terrifying as the divine beast itself.

A pure-blooded inferior divine beast, even if it doesn't take the initiative to cultivate, when it enters adulthood, it can at least make a cultivation in the Vientiane Realm and suppress hundreds of millions of cultivators.

If there were adult inferior divine beasts on the periphery of this ancient forest, then what were they still doing here, it was better to kill themselves and save themselves from being tossed by the demon cultivators.

Di Yunxiao saw Fei Wujiang's terrifying appearance, and showed a rare smile.

"Look at you, you're scared, it's still the young city lord of the Emerald City, a generation of holy sons. The next divine beast that this king saw back then was cultivated at the Heavenly Soul level, and now I am afraid that it should step into the Earth Soul level. ā€

With a sigh, Emperor Yunxiao was a little envious of the divine beasts of the demon race, eating and drinking every day, and waking up after hundreds of years of sleep, he could be worthy of the cultivation of countless monks of the human race who had cultivated all their lives.

The Three-Eyed Green Toad, the Kwai Water Green Snake King, and the Amethyst Griffin King, the demon beast overlords of the three lower-ranking divine beast bloodlines in the peripheral area, are now the Great Masters of the Soul of the Battle.

"Master, I feel it. Sixteen hundred miles away from the place where we are, the breath of a divine beast is very vague, and it moves extremely fast, it is a divine beast that can fly to the sky. ā€

Suddenly, the Purple Mountain Eagle King transmitted the sound, waking up Emperor Yunxiao who had fallen into memory.

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