Chapter Ninety-One: The Prisoner's Picture

ps: Two chapters are missing, and they will be filled in two days

Half a month later, Gao Qi sat alone in the jade chariot and broke through the air.

The mountain range of Shouyang Mountain is extremely huge, like a huge dragon lying across the world, the mountain is majestic and atmospheric, the main peak is like a pillar of heaven straight into the sky, in the tens of thousands of miles around the main peak, there are countless mountain branches towering, and the bronze mountain is just a very inconspicuous vein peak among the branches.

In this world, this is the ancestral land of the human race, and the majestic and vast Shouyang Mountain once rose from the sky to the territory of the human race.

It was not the first time Gao Qi had gone to the main peak, but he still couldn't help but be shocked, the endless aura turned into clouds and mist, powerful wild creatures haunted, Shouyang Mountain towered, like a pillar of the Heavenly Gods, the closer he got, the more insignificant he became.

In Gao Qi's deep eyes, the entire Shouyang Mountain was shrouded in a golden light, and the rich earthly qi presented a sacred golden yellow, which continued to emerge from the Shouyang Mountain Range, nourishing countless living beings. This is a truly blessed place of divine blessings.

"This Yangshan Dragon Vein must be the most noble True Dragon Origin Vein in Feng Shui, but it's a pity that the human race was too weak back then, but it couldn't hold this holy land!"

Gao Qi couldn't help but sigh, Gao Qi had never been to the Chengji Holy Land and the Qingyang King Capital, but it was expected that it would definitely not exceed Shouyang Mountain. Cultivating in such holy places is protected by luck, and with the support of spiritual energy and earthly energy, it is difficult to cultivate without diligentness.

No wonder the Mountain Demon Clan couldn't help but do it back then, I'm afraid it wasn't just because they wanted to keep the human race in captivity as blood food, but also because they wanted to occupy this place.

On this Shouyang Mountain, there are majestic and magnificent palaces, which are splendid, and the shape is ancient and solemn. The palace is located on the top of Shouyang Mountain, standing in the sky, the crimson dragon horse neighed, penetrating the thick clouds on the mountainside of Shouyang Mountain, and appeared above the nine clouds with the jade chariot turning into red light.

The clouds roll on the mountainside, and the light of the big sun is sprinkled and brilliant, setting off the ancient palace on the top of the mountain surrounded by spiritual mist. Entering this place, dense mountain apes and mountain demon clans appeared all around the palace. This is a once-in-a-decade event, and lord-level existences within a radius of tens of thousands of miles will come.

In fact, the people of the mountain demon clan are not prosperous. In this radius of tens of thousands of miles, there are only more than 100,000 mountain demon clans. The rest are mostly branches of the mountain demon clan, and the mountain ape clan is the majority. Of course, Shouyang Mountain is not the base camp of the Mountain Demon Clan, and this is just the edge of the Mountain Demon Clan's territory.

The territory of the Mountain Demon Clan is millions of miles long, far exceeding that of the human race. The clan land of the mountain demon clan is hundreds of thousands of miles away, and there are only two kinds of mountain demons that survive in the border wilderness territory, one is the lord mountain demon who is not outstanding in talent and has been exiled for hundreds of thousands of miles to suppress and develop the territory, and the other is the mountain demon strong man who is stationed in the border wilderness and guards the border.

In general, there are two categories: lords and deacons. And Shan Long, who was incarnated by Gao Qi, belonged to the lord who was not outstanding in talent and was sent here. Those who can join the deacons are at least the existence of those who can be comparable to the supernatural powers of the human race, and this is still the lowest level of deacons in green robes.

A group of elite soldiers composed of mountain demon clans stood with spears in their hands, their tall and burly bodies were straight, and their eyes were full of evil energy, these mountain demon scales and armor were dark cyan, and their fangs were full, but their arms were only two arms, these were the mountain demon clans under the bloodline.

These are the lord's personal guards, and although the blood on their bodies is thin and cannot manifest their four arms, they are still much stronger than ordinary mountain ape clans.

At the bottom of the palace, there are powerful mountain apes guarding it, but when you enter the palace, there are only a team of mountain demon clan guards standing like rocks, and the murderous aura that faintly exudes is not to be underestimated.

Martial idiot lords like Shanlong do not have such treatment, and only the main peak of Shouyang Mountain has a background.

"It's Ryoma Yuran, isn't it a deacon or elder who came over?"

"Red-blooded dragon horse, this is a first-class car, hurry up, catch up!"

In front of the palace, a huge marble paved field, from time to time there are rainbow lights falling, and a high-pitched singing and voice sounds. This is the place where many lords are welcomed. Soon, Gao Qi's chariot came into the sky, and the two-armed mountain demon below hurriedly greeted him.

Although I don't know why the deacons who have not participated in previous years will suddenly arrive, the etiquette and respect that should be there are indispensable.

"Boom!"

The rainbow light that turned red into the jade chariot and the dragon horse suddenly fell, attracting everyone's attention, and many mountain demon lords who were about to enter the palace stopped, all curious about who was inside the jade chariot. When the jade chariot landed, the dragon horse neighed, but everyone's eyes were stunned, and the deacon in front of them had really never seen it.

"This one seems to be the jade chariot of the ink deacon!"

"It's okay if you don't say it, it's a bit like it. After all, it's really rare to have six red-blooded dragon horses. However, when Deacon Mochu heard that it had been lost a few years ago, the car naturally changed hands. But who is it in front of you?"

"Isn't this Shanlong?"

Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there are hundreds of mountain demon lords, saying that it is not too much, and it is not much to say that it is not much. There will always be people who know Shanlong, and they can't help blurting it out at the moment.

"Master Shan Long of Bronze Mountain has arrived!"

There was a guard chief who had seen it at the last feast, his eyes flashed, and he immediately sang loudly!

At the moment, the eyes of the surroundings could not help but change. Mixed with envy, jealousy, curiosity, ill-will, and so on.

These six red-blooded dragon horses are about the same as the precious limited edition sports cars in the world before, and as far as many lords know, Shan Long's strength is not strong, and many people's hearts are suddenly ready to move. The Mountain Demon Clan is not a kind race, with its scales, sharp fangs and hideous faces, all telling of their ferocity.

"Waste, you dare to stain the robe of this old man, and look for death!"

Suddenly, a roar full of evil spirit sounded on the ground, and at the corner of the palace in the distance, a majestic four-armed mountain demon wearing a gray robe was furious like thunder, and his right arm was like a sledgehammer, shaking the air and pressing it towards the two-armed mountain demon holding a drink beside him.

"Bang!"

A cracking sound sounded, and the heads of the two-armed mountain demons who had just followed with the wine were blasted into the abdominal cavity, and the entire body exploded like watermelons, splashing black blood and rotten flesh, and before they even had time to scream, they were completely killed.

"Humph!"

The four-armed mountain demon exploded the body of the four-armed mountain demon, snorted coldly, and suddenly, his eyes were like electricity, and he glanced around. At this time, I realized that everyone present was looking at it.

"Yamataka!"

This mountain demon walked steadily, his eyes were like knives, and he glanced sharply. Seeing Gao Qi, who had gotten off the jade chariot, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

"Prisoner, meet again!"

The mountain demon incarnated by Gao Qi was tall, his eyes were contemplative, looking at the figure in the distance, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and the placket of his body fluttered slowly. As Gao Qi expected, it was indeed here.