Chapter 156: The Eight Kings Gather

Soft, as far as the eye can see, the endless grassland.

Green grass and blue sky, white clouds leisurely, felt tents, cattle, sheep, eagles and horses.

The river was babbling, like a silver ribbon flowing through the meadow.

The sound of the running horse's horn is melodious, and the long whip is raised to make a crisp sound of firecrackers, which is particularly clear in this empty and vast area.

Galloping horses, cheerful crowds, melodious singing, wide meadows, high blue sky.

Fragrant mare's milk wine, fragrant goat's soufflé.

Lived by herds, pasture for a living, and tribes scattered.

Everything is full of ambition, filled with the scent of freedom with the aroma of moist earth.

Here and Tianzhou Daqian is a different scenery.

It makes people involuntarily feel refreshed.

The capital of Rouran is built on a meadow with abundant water and grass, and the tall white tents are scattered, and the stripes on them form a high-spirited eagle and a golden spider, which are particularly eye-catching in the bright sunlight.

The prairie people advocate courage and courage, the eagle strikes the sky, the eagle and the snake fight, the eagle is regarded as the totem of freedom and strength by the prairie people, and is particularly revered, and its status is like the Jingyuan Temple to the people of the Western Regions.

Therefore, the tents are often painted with eagle patterns.

It is also because the Condor King, one of the eight demon kings in the world, is entrenched in this vast grassland.

It's just that at this time, although the Condor King can command the eagles, he is dismembered into a human being, and he no longer has the pride of spreading his wings and soaring, and is free to gallop in the sky for nine days, but sits cross-legged at a desk, staring at the old man in front of him with eagle-like sharp eyes.

The reason why there is a golden spider on the tent of the Rouran people in addition to the Condor is because the contemporary Rouran National Teacher is listed as one of the eight demon kings in the world alongside the Condor King.

The Golden Spider King, the Golden Valley God.

Even because the Golden Spider King is good at sneak attacks, cautious temperament, elusive kung fu, and cultivation that is only one line away from the Thunder Tribulation, he is still ranked above the Condor King, second only to the top three demon kings who have survived the Thunder Tribulation.

"How? Brother Jin can think about it and prepare to do this?"

The Condor King took a sip of the finest liquor purchased through the Great Dry Caravan, and a cold voice rang out.

Opposite the Condor King, the Golden Spider King Jin Gu God, dressed in golden clothes, with a thin figure, his eyes were a little ruthless and shrewd, and he smiled darkly, "What else can I do?" That demon saint is now in full swing, and his prestige has overshadowed our eight demon kings, the Peacock King and the Heavenly Snake King have all been crushed by life, but they dare to make trouble in the Jade Capital City under the nose of the Great Qiandi Emperor, and they are so strong that they retreat with their whole body, since they finally got the news, they must go to ask for some benefits. ”

Taking a sip of wine, Jin Gushen looked inexplicable, "But that's okay, since there is such a powerful demon saint, he can also absorb most of the firepower for us and take on some burdens, we can also relax, at least the situation of the juniors can be better, maybe one day I can also step down from the position of national teacher, no longer have to be careful about the survival of my sons, step by step." ”

The Condor King didn't answer, and the Golden Spider King's words seemed to touch a soft pain somewhere in his heart, and he snorted coldly after a while.

"It's not early, it's almost time to get to the appointed time, let's go, whether he can pick up the lead when the time comes, weigh it and know. ”

"Grandpa!

A golden light streaked across the void, and he saw a golden spider the size of a football falling into the arms of the Golden Spider King, with a crisp voice, and his eight legs pulled the skirt of the Golden Valley God's clothes and swayed, like a human girl coquettish.

It's just a spider doing this kind of thing, and the eight sharp legs with golden fluff are shaking non-stop, which is inexplicably terrifying.

But in terms of the weird and strange aesthetics of the demon clan, Jin Gushen looked at the granddaughter in front of him who was coquettish and cute, and inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

"Grandpa, I'm going too, the Plough Demon Saint is better than you that day, there must be a lot of good things, I'm going, and I'm sure I'll be able to receive a lot of greeting gifts when the time comes." ”

"Why didn't Grandpa think of it!" Jin Gushen's eyes lit up and patted his head, "It's still my granddaughter who is smart." ”

"That's it!"

The Condor King looked at the two happy ancestors and grandchildren in front of him, and when he heard the "meeting ceremony", his eyes narrowed, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

He also lived for a hundred years, although he has no descendants who are close to his blood, but there are many descendants, and there are a few who are optimistic, if the old spider takes the descendants, should he also bring one.

Obviously, there are no longer a few people who pay the same attention as the Condor King and the Golden Spider King.

Yunmeng Empire, General's Mansion.

General Yunmeng, the commander of Tiefutu, one of the eight demon kings in the world, the black wolf king, and Bi Shihua's mansion.

A man in black clothes and soft armor, his black hair was pulled casually, his face was cold, with a bit of wild handsomeness, a pair of sharp eyes stared at a black wolf cub in front of him, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his five fingers were curled, and the strong wind moved, taking the little wolf into his hand, and then flew into the sky and left the capital of Yunmeng.

The tide rises and falls, the white waves empty, the waves crash against the reef on the shore, wash the beach, the birds fly in the sky, and the sky is blue and blue.

Izumo Province, one of the 100 overseas countries.

In the Izumo Imperial Palace, a girl in a silver gauze dress has a rare heroic spirit between her eyebrows, like the overlord who dominates the sea, and her beautiful eyes are full of anger.

It is one of the eight demon kings in the world, the Silver Shark King, Zen Silver Yarn.

She is also the most noble princess in Izumo Province today except for the king.

At this moment, she walked to the shore, waved her hand, summoned a thousand silver-white giant sharks, rode one of the obviously brightest giant sharks, rode the wind and waves, like a god in charge of the creatures of the sea, and sped away in one direction.

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Ice and Snow Wasteland, Yuantu Country.

Niu Man played with this ice-blue bead in his hand, and wisps of cold air came out, causing the surrounding void to condense slightly, but Niu Man didn't seem to be affected in any way, and sat peacefully.

Tu Lao looked at the ice bead in Niu Man's hand, his expression was complicated, and he was faintly afraid when he thought about it.

Yesterday, Niu Man suddenly said that he would take him out for a walk to find another safer and more suitable habitat for the pure fox clan.

Tu Lao wanted to strengthen the pure fox clan, so naturally he had no objection, and he didn't dare to object, so he followed Niu Man out excitedly... Turn.

As a result, turning around, Niu Man went down the Xuanbing River, took the old nest of the old man Hongling who had been entrenched here for a hundred years, got the inheritance of the Ice Spirit Dao Ancestor, and occupied the Crystal Palace at the bottom of the river.

And the beads in Niu Man's hands are the treasure of the Ice Spirit Dao, the Ice Spirit Bead.

Tu Lao also knew that his own fragrant fox Niangniang was refining the ice spirit.

It's not unpleasant to be enthusiastic about this orb.

But now in the hands of Niu Man, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous with a hundred dares.

Niu Man raised his eyebrows, and he was naturally clear about Tu Lao's careful thoughts, although he didn't care about this bead, but now was not the time to give it to them.

We'll have to wait a little longer.

A flash of light flickered in his eyes, Niu Man's lips squirmed, and he pursed slightly, "Peacock King Xingxuan, since you are here, you will hide, this is not the style of the head of the eight demon kings!"