Legend of Fighting Emperor

Feng Shaolong could be said to be an intelligent person in the large clans of Feng Mansion, he immediately knew about it the moment he heard Master Mu Dan's words.

"Thus, he turned his eyes around and immediately replied in a flattering manner." Reporting to Senior Elder Mu, this troop of Steel Cavalry was heading towards the West Desolate Valley. If Honorable Mu danzun happens to be going, these Steel Cavalry will be sent to Senior Dan and Second Brother will personally lead a team to atone for their sins. "

Feng Shaolong did a good job of calculating, pushing the crippled second brother out and sending him to West Desolate Valley, where he was met with the rampage of various monsters and beastmen. And since these golden armored guards were his trusted subordinates, he naturally knew what to do. At the same time, he also flattered Master Mu Dan and helped out with the situation.

Mu Xuan didn't think too much, he glanced at Su Rou and the fatty, and nodded in agreement. A troop of Steel Cavalry with knowledge of the way would be the best to lead the way.

Feng Shaojie's face was deathly pale as he stared at Feng Shaolong. How miserable it was for brothers to destroy each other.

"We only want this troop of Steel Cavalry, we don't need this Dan Feng to follow us!" Mu Xuan did not accept Feng Shaolong's suggestion at all, but, this Crimson Dragon colt was still not bad, the three of them just needed it.

Afterwards, the three Golden Armored Guards got off and Mu Xuan and the other two instantly rode on. Then, he looked at the rest of the people, especially Feng Shaolong, Feng Shaojie and Feng Shaochu who was lying on the ground.

"Brotherly affection, how can it be between brothers like you?" Since he understood the dao of pills, didn't he know that the brotherhood was similar to the dao of pills. Only by fusing together could one refine pills. And for actions like Feng Shaochu that would harm a good family, I will arrange all of the disciples of the Langya Sect to watch him closely.

"Giddy up!"

Mu Xuan's legs struck the horse's belly and the Crimson Dragon colt immediately leaped forward. Su Rou and Fatty followed suit as the hundred over Golden Armor Guards behind them also followed suit.

A series of clattering sounds fiercely rang out, and Mu Xuan and the others stepped on the green slate official road far away. Everyone was left dumbstruck.

When Feng Shaojie heard Master Mu Dan's words, his entire body trembled as if he had suddenly been enlightened. In his heart, he finally woke up and immediately bowed deeply towards the Master Mu Dan in the distance.

The feeling of flying in the air and riding on the ground was completely different. In the blink of an eye, a thousand miles in the sky, his field of vision was wide open. He could see white clouds drifting about, and the mountains shrouded him. He could only hear the whistling of the wind.

But riding on the ground was something else entirely. The official road whistled like the wind. And upon entering the borders of the West Desolate Valley, the mountains would rise abruptly, the peaks would be cut in two, and the vast and boundless mountains would stand tall. The canyon hung over a rocky mountain path. Both sides were surrounded by cliffs that were thousands of feet high. Further away were mountains that looked like bamboo shoots. There were thousands of them. The dangerous valley extended for tens of thousands of miles.

This Crimson Dragon colt had always been outstanding, its valiant and valiant look made people unable to help themselves from praising it. Especially this Crimson Dragon colt, even though it was riding on its back, it did not budge at all. Even if it was the small path on the wall of the canyon, one could tell how amazing the Crimson Dragon colt was.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed. Today, they woke up in the morning. The first ray of sunlight fell upon the fantasy West Desolate Valley. The night was gone, and the cold of the night was turned into the warmth of the sun. The surrounding mountains and forests swayed, and a sweet aroma wafted out from within the wind and the canyons.

"After crossing the canyon ahead, we will reach the basin of the Treant Tribe. The little tree Lingzhi mushroom we found was at the outermost region of the Treant Tribe. A leader of the golden armored guards stepped forward to report.

Mu Xuan nodded, the wood bud crystal veins in his body were getting more and more agitated, and the reaction of Mu Yalinger was getting stronger and stronger.

"You guys go by yourselves. Be careful not to hurt the Tree Spirit." Mu Xuan let this troop of Steel Cavalry leave on their own. In any case, they had the mission of becoming Heaven Sealing City s, and it would be very inconvenient for the three of them to bring the common armored guards along with them. They could only allow themselves to complete the mission and return to report back.

Along the way, Mu Xuan also heard about the West Desolate Valley's mystical illusions from the leader.

In this West Desolate Valley, there were very few people. Half of them were canyons that were ten thousand meters tall. They stretched all the way between the mountains and ravines, arranged in rows of fishbones. It was a magnificent sight. The other places were huge basins. These basins had the so called Treant Tribes, orc tribe s, aboriginal tribes, Dwarf Tribes, and so on.

As for the Treant Tribe, they were surrounded by dense forests. It was said that all of them were tree-shaped monsters that spoke the human tongue. Could it be that these tree shaped monsters were like the Demon Moon Tree Spirit? However, there were also some indigenous races in the Treant Tribe. The largest indigenous race in the basin was the Greenwood here, and the tree-shaped monsters were priesthood in the Priest Tribe. They rarely appeared.

The three Steel Cavalry continued forward, passing through the ravine. Suddenly, a huge basin opened up before them. This basin was like the shocking stomp of an ancient giant, creating a basin in the valley.

Greenwood was the master of this huge basin. This basin was probably home to over ten thousand aboriginals, and the ones in the forest were some Treeman s.

Early in the morning, smoke was billowing in the basin below. A few children's voices from the Greenwood could be heard playing in the distance.

Outside the Greenwood was a large forest. At the edge of the forest, there were all kinds of tree vines, which seemed to be able to catch up to a hundred lives. They were wrapped in loops and surrounded the forest for a very long time. These tree vines were very sturdy, it was just that those beastmen would not be able to break them easily, and cultivators had to have at least the Core Formation to break them, however, it was not that easy to walk out of the formation formed by the tree vines.

In the center of Greenwood, there was a gigantic sculpture. This sculpture was a gigantic tree that reached the sky!

The leaves were dense, and on each of them were flashing green symbols. There were even some with red strings, bells, locks, bottles, and bottles that made crisp sounds when the wind blew upon them.

But, the sound was not as loud as the shouts from the Greenwood's training grounds.

In the training grounds of Greenwood, there was a group of over a hundred children currently training their bodies.

The morning clouds were shining brightly, slowly sprinkling down like gold shards, bathing the children in the sixth batch of morning exercises. The young faces all had the simple, honest, and serious look of natives. The older ones were around thirteen or fourteen years old, and they practiced very well. The younger ones were around eight or nine years old.

At this moment, a burly, powerful, and middle-aged man wore beast skin clothing. His figure was as sturdy as a tiger or leopard, and his skin was bronze colored. His black hair was scattered and he wore two fine wooden talismans on his earlobes. His eyes were bright and full of spirit as he looked at each of the children. He was seriously giving them pointers.

"The children of our Greenwood will always be the children of the forest. As the sun rises, all life begins. The vitality of the world is abundant and limitless, just like the green light within our sacred Treant Grandmaster, nourishing all life. As members of the Greenwood, you all have to wake up and train early every morning. Although you cannot eat the morning qi, you can absorb a large amount of green wood energy into your body and form a green light that can fill your body's vitality. The one day plan is in the morning, so you have to work hard every morning. With strong veins and strong bones, you will be able to rejuvenate and refine your muscles and blood forever. In the future, our Greenwood will be able to thrive in this vast West Desolate Valley mountain range for ten thousand years. " The middle-aged man who was standing in front and giving pointers to this group of over a hundred children had a serious expression. He warned them in all seriousness, and then shouted out again, "Do you understand?"