A huge tiger-shaped beast has red eyes, a purple-gold crystal structure all over its body, a tail that is four or five zhang long, as thick as a calf, and a snake's head at the end of the tail.

"Snake-tailed golden crystal tiger? a typical tiger head and snake tail..."

Zhang Miao muttered to herself.

The snake-tailed golden crystal tiger was prostrate on the ground, and there were two groups of people in front of it.

One group of people were dressed in black robes, and there were about a dozen people, most of whom looked gloomy and weird, while the other group of people were brightly dressed, although they seemed to be weak and weak, there were only three people, but they were arrogant.

The man in the leader of the three was wearing a blue robe, and he didn't care about the roar and roar in the face of the fierce beast, the long sword in his hand exuded a blue light, and the cold sword light made people chill at a glance.

The man was young, he looked like he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his expression was cold, looking at the group of people in black, even in the face of the two forces of the fierce beast and the enemy, his face still did not change.

"Mandarin duck, can you see the origin of those two groups of people?"

Zhang Miao was amazed, looking at the blue-clothed man Zhang Miao at the bottom of the hillside, he always felt extraordinary, and immediately asked Ye Hongyuan.

Ye Hongyuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"I'm afraid this person is not a disciple of the Nine Mountains and Four Islands. In terms of dress, he looks a bit like a member of the Dachen royal family. ”

As everyone knows, the Dachen royal family respects blue as the national color, and it is said that the dragon robe of the Dachen Emperor is also blue, so the royal family of Dachen uses blue as the representative color.

Zhang Miao paused slightly, and said suspiciously:

"It's kind of interesting for the royal family. ”

At the foot of the hill, the snake-tailed golden crystal tiger felt more and more restless, and the sense of oppression brought by the more than ten human monks in front of him was too great, although he roared again and again, he could only stare at the blood-red eyes.

Among the black-clothed people, an old man with a little vicissitudes of life stepped forward slowly, and said coldly to the three blue-clothed people:

"Hehe, the sixth prince today is old and has seen the style of the royal family of Erdachen. ”

The strong man in black on the side grinned:

"Yes, it is worthy of being a descendant of the Southern Barbarians, it is really unreasonable!"

The person who was called the Sixth Prince was the young man that Zhang Miao had noticed.

The long sword in the hands of the six princes suddenly burst out with a cold cold light, and in the face of the famous Ice Spirit Water Cold Sword on the famous sword book, the more than ten black-clothed people on the opposite side suddenly felt like a great enemy.

The sixth prince sneered and said:

"This place is in the territory of my Da Chen, and every grass and tree is Chen soil?

Zhang Miao was listening to it interestingly, but Ye Hongyuan on the side stopped doing it, and pouted:

"Master, let the disciple go down and clean up this sixth prince who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

Zhang Miao was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously:

"It's... What's going on?"

"Master, this radius of thousands of miles is the territory of my Qiyun Mountain, when did it become his Chen family?

It seems to be the truth!

Zhang Miao suddenly lost her happiness.

"Grandma's! Is this in the eyes of Lao Tzufang, who wants to grab land with me?"

Muttering, Zhang Miao wanted to get up and go down to talk to the six princes.

Ye Hongyuan tugged at the corner of Zhang Miao's clothes and said:

"Master calm down first, let's take a look at what is being said first. ”

The two of them were making noise on the hillside, but the atmosphere under the hillside gradually became solemn.

Looking at the six princes who were coaxed by a cow, the man in black was in a commotion.

"Fart!"

"There is such a shameless person!"

"Get out of the way, I'm going to skin him alive!"

"Calm down, calm down!"

The old man in black sneered and took two steps forward, and said with a smile:

"The Six Princes are really a big mouth, in the territory of Da Chen, every grass and tree is Chen soil? But as far as the old man knows, this place is the boundary of Qiyun Mountain, His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince really doesn't take Huayang Zhenren in his eyes at all, I don't know if His Majesty Emperor Chen dares to say such a thing!"

"That's it!"

"This is a slap in the face of Qi Yunshan!"

Zhang Miao on the hillside was stunned, and her head went black.

This is lying down and getting shot, how did you pull me in...

The sixth prince looked at the group of black-clothed people in front of him and laughed with a teasing look, and with a whoosh, he lifted the Ice Spirit Water Cold Sword in his hand and stabbed forward, and said with a cold snort in his mouth:

"It's just a rooster and a dog thief, looking for death!"

Rumble!

At this moment, a terrifying wave of aura erupted from a man with a black mask in the group of black-clothed people, and the momentum was terrifying.

"The strong one in the merge period!"

A middle-aged man among the three of the six princes grabbed the six princes by the waist, pulled him back, and looked at the man in black with a mask with a solemn face.

Even if he was stopped by the middle-aged man behind him, the six princes still struggled desperately with their eyes staring, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the hatred in the mouth of the group of black-clothed people:

"General Fang let go of me, I'm going to kill him!"

The middle-aged man who was called General Fang hugged the six princes and whispered:

"Your Highness, don't be impatient, there is a strong person in the merger stage on the other side, so it would be better for us to retreat to Qiyun Mountain first to seek help from the Wuji Immortal Sect. ”

The sixth prince was furious, raised his voice and shouted:

"What about the merger period? My Great Chen Empire even has a number of people to worship during the Tribulation Period, what is the merger period alone?"

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of the masked man's mouth, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Hehe, the merger period is nothing, it is very clear how strong the Dachen royal family is this seat, but unfortunately this is not the capital of Dachen Kingdom! Killing the three of you with the strength of this seat is as simple as pinching the ants to death. ”

Among the three princes, another bald man shouted angrily:

"Bold! This is the territory of my Great Chen Kingdom, if you dare to hurt a single hair of the six princes, there will be no place for you to stand in the Xuanyang Continent from now on!"

General Fang's face also changed, and he whispered to the sixth prince in his arms:

"Your Highness, listen to me, Lao Zhang and I will stop this group of people in a while, Your Highness, you run to the Wuji Immortal Sect and seek the help of the Wuji Immortal Sect, for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor, Huayang Zhenren will definitely protect His Highness." ”

The sixth prince gradually became more honest, and his face was ugly and asked:

"General Fang, could it be that this group of people still dare to commit murder in the territory of the Great Chen Kingdom, aren't they afraid of their father?"

General Fang sighed, it seemed that the six princes were still not mature enough, and they didn't know anything about the darkness on the Xuanyang Continent.

The Great Chen Empire seems to be powerful, crisscrossing the Southern Regions, and His Majesty Emperor Chen is high and powerful, but so what.

The Xuanyang Continent is so vast and full of immortal sects, even an ancient saint emperor like Emperor Chen cannot sit in the world and rule the world, even if it is in the territory of the Chen Kingdom, His Majesty's decree cannot order these sects, to put it bluntly, the Xuanyang Continent is really too big!

Even if it is a monk in the Tribulation Period, it is impossible to fly through other realms on foot from the Southern Regions in his lifetime, and there was once a peak power of the Transitional Tribulation Period to measure the Southern Regions until his longevity was exhausted.