Chapter 452 Flower and Tree Clan
Hohaha!
The blue dragon spreads its teeth and claws, and rushed towards it with the waves.
Crash!
The Lord of Liefeng Mountain was unafraid and opened the red scroll in his hand.
Another giant mountain of flames emerged, blocking his presence.
The blue dragon hit the volcano and exploded with a bang, turning into countless water mists, spreading across hundreds of thousands of miles.
"Are there soldiers from another city?"
Lord Liefeng Mountain frowned, preparing to use other magical powers.
Suddenly, a strong sense of danger arose in my heart.
A black figure came behind him at some point and stretched out a finger.
Puff!
The power of the black hole was extremely concentrated, turning into a black light, directly piercing through several defenses of the Lord of Liefeng Mountain and landing behind him.
The back of the Lord of Liefeng Mountain was covered with blood, which turned into a fire, and fled forward.
At the same time, he threw the red scroll in his hand behind him.
"Imperial Soldier?"
Watching the terrifying power burst out from the red scroll, Fang Xing chuckled and stretched out his hands.
A powerful gravity emerged and acted on the red scroll.
He grabbed the imperial soldier with both hands and tore it hard!
Thorn!
The scroll broke directly from the middle and countless flames appeared, and then scattered, unable to hurt him at all.
"My imperial soldier?"
Lord Liefeng Mountain was watching this scene, his heart almost bleeding, and he felt even more deeply afraid: "You are... the son of the Black Dragon Emperor?"
"Not bad... Lord of Liefeng Mountain, you dare to offend me Wujie Mountain. It seems that I don''t want the stronghold of the Empress Wa Palace in the Qingmu Realm."
Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm.
Faced with a mere Lord of Fierce Wind, he didn''t even need to use the empty ring. He could suppress the other party just by relying on his black hole-level physique.
This made him confirm that the overlord of the primordial **** of the Emperor Wa Palace was probably comparable to the one or two levels of a celestial immortal.
"I remember today''s hatred..."
The Lord of Liefeng Mountain looked at Fang Xing deeply, turned into a fire, and left without looking back.
Fang Xing watched the other party leave, but did not chase him.
Previously, in the Pangu secret realm, all parties acquiesced to the emperor''s sons kill each other and compete for Pangu''s order.
When it comes to the outside world, the rules are different.
Wujieshan is just a big force in the Qingyuan Realm, not a hegemonic force, but he cannot be saved from his dedication.
What''s more, the importance of an emperor''s son is completely different from that of a soul overlord.
Fang Xing confirmed that if he killed the Lord of Liefeng Mountain, he would probably not want to leave the Qingmu Realm in the future.
Otherwise, there might be a peak immortal or even a Chaos Realm to ambush yourself...
“Kao Aka!”
Watching the Lord of Liefeng Mountain leave, Fang Xing spoke and gave an order.
"The Emperor''s Son."
Jiao Chi''s eyes were fanatical, and now she was completely convinced by Fang Xing.
"You go down and take over Qingming Castle..."
Fang Xing arranged the arrangement and then landed on the head of Qingming Castle: "Everyone has worked hard to station. I am the Black Dragon. I will be responsible for all the affairs of the Qingmu Realm in the future..."
“Meet the Black Dragon Emperor’s Son!”
A group of monks of the Yuanshen said nothing and bowed deeply.
No matter how news is flying all over the sky in the illusion of the illusion, it is better to witness the shock in person.
Now they can confirm that this Black Dragon disciple is indeed the overlord of the soul!
Among many forces, the status of the Yuanshen overlord is higher than that of ordinary celestial immortals and demons.
‘Oh no… It turned out that the Black Dragon Emperor’s son was responsible for guarding this place…’
Huo Lingzi followed the deep salute, his head almost hit the ground, and his heart was extremely uneasy.
''what do I do? ’
‘Now with an order from the Black Dragon Emperor, I have to die... No! As long as the other party unintentionally shows an attitude, some people will kill me! ’
He was extremely regretful. Why did he be determined to go against the Black Dragon Emperor''s son?
Just when Huo Lingzi was nervous, Fang Xing obviously saw him, but he ignored him and walked into Qingming Castle.
Huo Lingzi stood up and looked at the direction where Fang Xing''s back disappeared. He felt relieved and lost: "Does he ignore it... He and I are already from two worlds...''
…
Inside Qingming Castle.
Fang Xing checked the account a little and found that the spirit of Taixu was watching. Although there was something tricky about the accounts here, they were not particularly excessive, so he was too lazy to investigate anything.
After a few days of rest, he asked a local Yuanshen monk to take him to see several nearby Yuan crystal mines.
Yuan crystal is a highly condensed Yuan stone. A piece of Yuan crystal can be exchanged for at least 10,000 yuan stone, and it is easier to extract the "Purity Soul Liquid".
Even Wujie Mountain attaches great importance to the Yuanjing Mine near Qingming Castle.
Cangming Mountain.
Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, staring at a huge mine below.
Most of the people who work in the mine are Yuanshen monks, but there are also some natives.
These indigenous people have dark green stripes on their bodies, which bring a sense of vitality.
Fang Xing just took a look and confirmed that these alien races had a long lifespan, and they could live at least about 5,000 years in all realms! Even without cultivation, you can live to be five hundred years old.
As for the Yuanshen Realm?
It seems that as long as you practice the way of vital energy, the soul will not be able to live for ten thousand years.
"Sir, there are 1,098 supervisors here and more than 36,000 miners... The sun produces about 300,000 Yuan crystals..."
The person who introduced Fang Xing was Huo Lingzi.
But at this moment, he looked extremely humble and even more nervous.
Fortunately, Fang Xing didn''t pay much attention to Huo Lingzi now, just treating him as a stranger.
"The indigenous people here are called Huamu tribes, right?"
Fang Xing was interested and looked at a flower and tree woman with green patterns on her body and flowers blooming on her head.
"It is... the Flower and Wood Clan is an indigenous person in the Qingmu Realm, with many branches, but they are all very long and extremely suitable for the wood-based Taoist principles... Now among these indigenous people, the Yuanshen Realm has emerged one after another..."
Huo Lingzi had a hint of worry on his face: "According to the growth of the world, one day, these indigenous peoples will have a Heavenly Demon Realm! But we cannot exterminate them first... Not to mention that their number is so scary that it is scary, even if we can do it, it will make us completely disliked by the origin of the world..."
The Qingyuan Realm has rich experience in conquering other worlds.
Of course Fang Xing knew that this newly born world always had some preferential treatment and "Heavenly Blessing" for his natives.
And because the destructive power of foreign immortals and demons is too great, they have been resisted and cannot enter.
But if the celestial immortals and demon realms were born in the local area, they could be completely unsuppressed.
‘There are always talented people in so many flower and tree tribes who will make a lot of money by taking advantage of the fact that they will first enslave their souls and then wait until the other party grows into a heavenly demon…’
A thought suddenly appeared in Fang Xing''s mind.
Many forces in the Qingyuan Realm never select disciples from the conquered small realm. This is a **** lesson.
But if you collect the soul slave, you can play a verb ball.
‘Maybe, some of the other forces have done this…’
As soon as he thought of this, Fang Xing felt a sense of urgency.
He looked at Huo Lingzi and suddenly said, "Huo Lingzi... I have one thing to tell you."
"Please give me instructions, son of the emperor."
Huo Lingzi bowed quickly.
"Take the most gifted Huamu tribe members within the control of our Wujie Mountain to me... Well, if you have the seventh level of the Yuanshen realm, it is best to have the ninth level of the Yuanshen realm!"
Fang Xing spoke.
Immediately, he consciously communicated with Taixu Illusion and began to buy the inheritance of the wood-based Taoist principles, and specifically asked that it could be taught to outsiders.
…
More than ten days later.
Qingming Castle.
Above the square.
The Huamu tribe members stood nervously.
"Duomi, you said...why did those people outside the world suddenly summon us?"
A Huamu tribe with a tattoo on her face looked at a girl in the middle, with an indescribable emotion in her eyes.
The girl named "Duomi" was wearing a green robe, with green stripes on her face, and a string of green buds on her hair. Her cultivation level reached the ninth level of the soul.
She spoke gently, her voice like a clear spring in the mountains: "I don''t know... But our tribe received the order from above, and if the person sent to satisfy the noble adult, it would be exempted from ten years of worship... This is enough to give our tribe a good breath and nurture more tribe members, so... I''m here."
Her talent, appearance, and cultivation... are all the best of the "Dora tribe" and were trained as a saint.
But for the sake of the ethnic group, even the saints have to sacrifice.
The Huamu tribe present were either forced or voluntarily, but the reality was not important.
A few hours later, a darkness fell over the square, and a young man in black appeared, which was Fang Xing!
“One Hundred and Thirty Two!”
Fang Xing glanced at him and his voice was cold: "You already know the promise you should give... I came here this time to collect dogs, no, it''s a servant... The next selection will be carried out. All you need to do is to hold on and try to stand to the end."
As soon as he finished speaking, a force of will fell down.
In an instant, dozens of Huamu tribe members with a seventh level of the soul fell to the ground and fainted.
"this…"
"A thought will make dozens of powerful people faint. Is this the power of a real big man?"
The remaining Huamu tribe members were shocked, and they gritted their teeth one by one, facing the increasingly fierce power of their will.
"Stand by, Duomi...must become a slave to adults!"
Duomi gritted her teeth, her eyes were blood-red.
As time passed, the Huamu tribe members on the square fell one after another, and in the end, there were only three left.
"Very good, your names?"
Fang Xing landed on the square and looked down at the three Huamu tribe members from a high place.
“I’m Sangsong!”
"Mo Yan!"
"Duomi, I''ve met an adult!"
Three Huamu tribe members saluted with their hands pressed on their chests.
"Well, congratulations, you passed the first round of tests, and then you will go through the second round of tests!"
Fang Xing threw out three blue stone slabs: "Give you a day to understand the patterns on the stone slabs... and then rub them down. Whoever draws the best will be able to stay for the end!"
If the first level is to examine will and strength, the second level is naturally to examine insight.
(This chapter ends)