The indescribable Taoist Lord

The Northern Wasteland has never been a good place. The bitter cold land in the far north stretches across a vast abyss with unknown depth. Few people can get close to it. Just like the Guixu in the East China Sea, it is taboo and unfathomable among the people in Zhongtian. Taboo...

Since the Zhen'an pass was built in Xiantang, the mountains have become like a gap.

Although it is a big boundary even when compared with the entire Zhongtian, in the eyes of Old Long Huanyu, these 100,000 mountains, regardless of their radius and geometry, will eventually become a gap.

The same is true for the thoughts in the hearts of many monster clans who are comparable to Hundong and Dongxu.

They don't want to survive in the cracks.

The people in Zhen'an City are waiting for Li Tuizhi and Zhang Qinghe, while the monsters in Shiwanda Mountain are waiting for the old Dragon King Hui Yu——

Deep in the mountains that have swallowed up countless creatures over the past thousands of years, there is a large swamp of black water with steaming clouds. The misty and gloomy fog shrouds the swamp, making it difficult for people to see its appearance.

It is said that Daze is more like a small ocean than a small ocean. If someone could see its whole picture, they would not rashly call it a lake or a swamp.

However, after so many years, the human monks who can come here have probably already left their names on the list.

Not only humans, but also monsters. In the surrounding area of ​​this black water swamp, not even a few insects can be heard at this moment. The atmosphere around this swamp seems to be stagnant, and there seems to be something hidden in the dark and deep water. A peerless monster, it is obviously a body of water comparable to the vast ocean, but even the splashing waves of fish and shrimps cannot be seen.

There was only the deep black water, accompanied by some kind of dull thunder sound, and the slow and rhythmic waves of several feet.

I don't know how long it took in this state, but a red bird flew from the south of Shiwanda Mountain. It was reflected in the water like a ball of water, and it was extremely handsome.

However, the fly in the ointment is that when the red bird flew over, its body was trembling a little, and the rainbow light carried by its wings was a little unstable. It seemed to feel the ferocious pressure, and it seemed to be simply afraid of this. Fang Daze's master was clearly a powerful monster of the demon clan who could be compared to the Fate Star, but he still stopped in fear over the Blackwater Daze.

Zhuniao looked down fearfully, and saw a huge black shadow with no known beginning and end hovering under the water of Daze, as if it wanted to encompass the entire Blackwater Daze. It boasted that its physical body was already huge, but compared with this person, His body shape is like an ant and a giant elephant, and he feels his insignificance more intuitively.

"… Great Sage Zhu Yu, on the orders of my ancestors, came to ask you when I will go to the gates of those two-legged sheep."

The huge creature under the lake stopped breathing, as if it was slowly waking up from its peaceful sleep.

As soon as it woke up, all the storms around the big lake were certain. No matter how the waves wanted to show their teeth and claws, they all came to an abrupt end the moment Old Long Huanyu woke up.

The power that was concentrated but not released almost made the Zhuniao in the Mingxing Realm fall down, and could only manage to maintain the firelight and rainbow feathers around him.

"oh?"

The thing under the big swamp only spoke a word softly, but there were clouds gathering, and thunder from the avenue level exploded between the thick clouds. The Zhuniao in the Fate Star Realm was dizzy when he heard it, and his soul was swaying, but There was also an inexplicable feeling of admiration.

"How's Zhen'an?"

The black shadow slightly swung its tail and claws, and the mountains around Daze suddenly experienced a round of earthquakes. Fortunately, this area was similar to a forbidden land of 100,000 mountains, and there were not many demon casualties.

"Back to the Great Sage, we haven't seen anything unusual in Zhen'an. There are still people outside the customs who go out to hunt monsters these days."

"Oh, that's right."

The dull voice of the black shadow echoed across Daze.

"So I dare to ask the Great Sage. My ancestor asked me to ask when I will go to Zhen'an Pass."

Zhu Niao asked cautiously and tentatively.

Ever since he became a great sage, his behavior has become strange, and he has become more and more bloodthirsty and violent. If no one dared to take on this ghost job, why would his ancestor abandon him in such a difficult matter?

"Soon."

The black shadow replied...

"Why, Chijiu can't wait any longer?"

"The Great Sage was joking, our ancestors just..."

Before Zhu Niao could explain clearly, he saw that time and space seemed to be frozen, and a huge head stretched out from the swamp. It had antlers like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, and a neck like a snake. It was just dark and ferocious with a sharp point. The scales of thorns covered it, and there was an indescribable ferocity about it.

This dragon head is so huge that if ordinary people saw it, they would probably come to the conclusion that it could be compared to the sun and the moon.

However, there is a significant scar on the head, which seems to be an old wound that has not healed after many years, but it does not appear to be out of place on the head of this old evil dragon.

As for whether he felt insulted, that's another matter.

Xu Yu opened his mouth full of sharp teeth, which were layered one after another like chewing teeth. Almost in an instant, he swallowed the red bird before he could respond.

A sound like chewing cartilage came out, and it became the only sound in the surrounding Heishui Daze, which was extremely penetrating.

The old evil dragon stretched out his unseemly forked tongue and gently wiped his mouth with the fine sarcoma growing on it. His cold vertical pupils were as deep as ink in the deep water in the big swamp, as if there was no subjectivity left. emotion.

It seemed that what he had just swallowed was not a demon clan that had also grown from a hundred thousand mountains, but an insignificant pig.

"Didn't you ask me when to leave...

Then... leave now. "

The old dragon's huge body rose up, stirring up thousands of waves in the swamp, and an unparalleled ferocious monster that covered the sky and the sun covered a small half of the sky among the 100,000 mountains.

After the ferocious old evil dragon soared, the first thing to move was naturally the south side of Shiwanda Mountain.

A mysterious old Suzaku flew up, and the feathers around it were filled with the ultimate avenue of fire, as if it was going to lead this road to the end——

This is a half-step demon saint.

"Zhao Yu, that is my proud heir."

"so what?"

Xu Yu's cold vertical pupils glanced at Chi Yuan, with undisguised desire and greed in his eyes.

"But its taste is indeed not as good as yours."

"you……"

The old Suzaku named Chiyuan was angry. However, since the death of his ancestor, there has been no saint in the Zhuniao clan, let alone a great sage. With such a huge difference in strength, even if they are of equal seniority, he cannot help but provoke Xu Yu. .

"That's enough... call the boys and let's go..."

To the north of Shiwan Mountain, an old turtle with a tail like a dragon and a snake carrying the mountain came slowly. The heaven and earth shook with his steps, the rocks collapsed, and the aura of the demon saint was revealed.

"Zhao Yu, I don't know what kind of deal you made with Tiangong behind your back. Remember, the survival of my hundred thousand mountain monster clan is the most important thing. You were not like this before."

Lao Gui is the oldest among the three. He is the younger brother of Lao Xuanwu who was slaughtered and refined into the Four Heavens Gate. He is naturally qualified to teach Xu Yu a lesson.

"Huh, that's natural."