Blue and White Small World. The land is lush and green, with a kind of blue flower growing. The air is full of moisture, and there seems to be a huge swamp nearby. Many miasma rise up and turn into five-colored clouds and mists, which seem to be extraordinary and beautiful, but the creatures below the seventh level of the ordinary realm will probably be corroded by rotten flesh and blood and turned into bones as soon as they touch it. Song Zhongxin held the flame sword in his hand, and the black dragon stepped on his shoulder, scanning the surrounding environment: "Is this the Blue and White Small World?" He looked at a map in his hand. This was given by the guarding disciple when he entered. "This place should belong to the outer poisonous swamp... The Qinghua Small World is very large and can be divided into the poisonous swamp, the Ten Thousand Pythons Mountain, and the core Endless Blood Sea..." "The demons of the Qingdi Palace Shexi Department are mostly fighting with us in the Ten Thousand Pythons Mountain... As for the core inheritance, it is suspected to be hidden in the Endless Blood Sea. That blood sea is very terrifying, and it is difficult for the ninth level of the mortal realm to stay for a long time... Even the elders of the Yuanshen Realm will probably be corroded if they come." "If you want to go deep into the Endless Blood Sea, you must obtain the specialty of the Ten Thousand Pythons Mountain - 'Snake Eyeballs'. A snake eyeball can Protecting a cultivator to explore the endless sea of blood for ten hours... Before, many humans and monsters found treasures in the sea of blood with snake eyeballs..."
"It is precisely because of this that Wanmang Mountain is the most intense place for the two sides to fight..." "The palace offers different rewards for different monsters... divided into three levels: big monster, big monster peak, and monster prince..." The so-called 'monster prince level' is naturally not a monster that is expected to reach the Yuanshen realm. As long as it is a big monster, with sufficient resources, there is still a great hope of achieving Yuanshen in the Qingyuan Realm. The so-called 'prince level' requires at least the third stage of Taoism perception in the big monster realm! A genius like Song Zhong can easily kill a large number of human ninth-level cultivators in the ordinary realm. "As for the monster prince, it is unlikely to appear..." "But it's hard to say. After all, that monster is a monster king. " Monster king existence, that is, heavenly monster, is equivalent to the human Tianxian realm powerhouse! Moreover, although the demon race has many "princes", each of whom is indeed extremely talented, among a hundred princes, not even one demon can really reach the top and become the demon king! This is the cruelty of chasing the way! In fact, this is due to the premise that the Qingyuan Realm is vast, has a long history, and has an endless stream of powerful inheritances. If it were the universe of Fang Xingzhu, since the creation of the universe, there has been no second person to reach the top except the Creator! "The legacy and inheritance of the demon king-level existence... may still attract the demon prince..." Such a genius, even the current Black Dragon Fang Xing, is definitely not an opponent. Perhaps he can definitely escape by mastering the void Dao, but he will definitely lose if he faces him head-on! ... At the edge of Wanmang Mountain, two streams of light are running ahead. A green light is chasing behind. In the green light is a figure, with a graceful waist, a green robe, and green scales on his face. It is a demon from the Shexi Department of the Qingdi Palace.
The two disciples of the Seven Killing Demon Palace were running for their lives in front. One of them roared, "We have already handed over the snake eyeball, why are you still chasing us? We have already sent a message to the brothers nearby, don't make mistakes!" "Hehe, please leave your lives to me, it will also be a meritorious service to the clan." The green-robed woman stuck out her tongue, her tongue was scarlet and forked, and her eyes turned into green vertical pupils in an instant. Above the sky, a green giant python appeared in an instant, and thousands of scales fell like flying swords. One of the inner disciples of the Seven Killing Demon Palace held a heavy sword, roared, and danced, turning into a circle that could not be splashed by water, and there was a defense as immovable as a mountain. The other inner disciple rolled his eyes, and in an instant he turned into dozens of figures, each fleeing in different directions. Puff! The scales fell quickly, piercing through the mountain phantom defense, and beat the Seven Killing Demon Palace disciples holding heavy swords into a sieve. The green-robed woman chuckled, and a snake scale appeared in her hand. There were various runes on the palm-sized snake scales, which flashed at this time, capturing a wisp of the disciple's blood and soul. She smiled and put away the spoils, but seemed to be disdainful of the escaped disciple of the Seven Killing Demon Palace. Not long after, accompanied by a scream in the distance, another green light flew over, revealing a scale man with long green hair in the middle: "Sister Ye, that man has been killed by me... You should keep this 'Soul Binding Scale' first." "Thank you, Brother Fu, Brother Fu has amazing magical powers, I'm afraid he can already challenge the position of prince, right?" The snake demon woman smiled charmingly. "It's still a little short, but if you work hard for a few more days, you will definitely succeed." The green-haired scaly man smiled and said, "This is the inner world of Queen Qinghua. Queen Qinghua was also a member of our clan. There are many opportunities here, and it is especially suitable for us... If we can get it, not to mention the prince, even the emperor has hope..." "If so, I'm afraid it will attract other princes, or even emperors from other clans..." The woman looked worried. "Don't worry, I got the news from my brother... The elders of the tribe have prevented the other seven demons from entering this place. This place will be explored by my Breathing Department for at least a hundred years. As far as I know... Brother Huang Unintentionally, only five princes came... Wanmang Mountain is too big, and it can also block spiritual consciousness. As long as we have better luck, there is a good chance of obtaining the inheritance... On the contrary, those human race, hum! If you still want to plot the inheritance of the Blue and White Empress, wouldn’t you be seeking death?” The young man with green hair and scales suddenly looked to one side, and a soft whip appeared in his hand. Snap! The whip shadow broke through the sky, and the power of green rules spread out, turning into circles one after another, as if there was no end. This is the way of the tree, which is endless. From the void, Song Zhong's figure was forced out with a long sword. The flames fell down one after another and turned into shields, blocking the continuous whip shadow. "What a whip technique... Although it is performed with the help of the Soul Treasure, you are already very close to the third level of the Wood Way." Song Zhong looked at the soft whip in the hands of the green-haired and scaly young man and sighed with emotion: "Given time, he could indeed become the Demon King, but it's a pity that he met me! Kill!" Between shemales, there really is no need to say anything after meeting.
Wherever the sword was directed, a world of flames was instantly generated. Countless volcanoes, flaming rivers, fiery trees, silver flowers, and flaming elves emerged, like a whole world, pressing toward the green-haired scaly man. "No...human masters, leave quickly." The man with green hair and scales gritted his teeth and rolled up the soft whip with scales in his hand. The circles formed by the whip shadows were filled with a hint of dark green. Tsk! The creatures in the flame world were exposed to the dark green color and died instantly. The way of poison! This man from the demon clan actually also practiced the Tao of Poison! However, the Tao of Wood and the Tao of Poison do have many overlaps, and we can draw inferences from one case to another. Masters who practice the Way of Wood are often either good at healing or good at poisoning techniques! The demon woman turned into a stream of light and flew in the opposite direction without any sloppiness. This is not because the demon clan has a cold nature, but because she has a thorough understanding of the battlefield and knows that she will be of no use if she stays and will instead become a burden. Whoosh! Unfortunately, after she flew a hundred miles, the void suddenly flashed, and a black dragon more than twenty meters long, covered with pitch black scales and with a pair of fleshy wings, appeared. It flicked its tail violently, as if it had infinite power, and instantly whipped the demon woman away. "puff!" The demon woman's mouth was bleeding with blood, and her face was full of disbelief: "You, this bastard four-legged snake... dare to stop me?" In terms of the nobility of her bloodline, she is far superior to this kind of hybrid monster clan. Even if you just release your breath, the opponent's strength will be compromised. "Asshole, I am a dragon with noble roots. How dare you, a humble snake demon, insult me?" Fang Xing glared angrily, and moved through the void at an incredible speed. He dodged the green scales issued by the banshee, came to her, and pressed out with a claw. This claw seemed to disturb the void and directly shatter it. The terrifying silver turbulence bombarded the banshee, causing her to scream, losing all ability to resist, and fell to the ground. Whoops! Fang Xing flapped his wings and landed as a winner, crushing the banshee under his feet. "Dragon type?" The pupils in the female snake demon's eyes shrank to pinpoints, and she caught a glimpse of the slavery mark on Fang Xing's forehead. She couldn't help but sneer: "Aren't you just a four-legged snake turned spirit? How dare you pretend to be a dragon? Haha... Although your strength is not bad, you are If you are willing to be a slave of the human race and kill your own people, you should be killed!" "Same race?"
Fang Xing sneered, and the dragon's mouth opened as if he could swallow the snake demon at any time: "Isn't it natural for the demon clan to prey on the weak? When did we talk about friendship between the same clan? Have you ever seen a tiger demon and a rabbit demon have friendship? Or do you usually only eat vegetarian food?” The monster race is a big category. In real terms, the hatred between each other may even exceed the racial hatred between humans and monsters! Even if it is the Qingdi Palace, the real commanders are only eight tribes of monsters. He said with a joking expression: "You don't think that my four-legged snake can be considered a snake and that it is the same kind as yours, right?" The demon woman was speechless for a moment, and then she saw Song Zhong landing on the ground. In Song Zhong's hand, he was also holding a green-haired head, which was the demon man from before. He stared angrily, obviously unwilling to die. "And this woman, please kill her." Fang Xing spoke. Before the demon woman could react, Song Zhong chopped her off with a single blow. When the demon woman's head flew up, there was still a trace of confusion in her eyes. Obviously, they don't understand why Fang Xing, a mere spiritual pet, can actually order his master against Tiangang. Fang Xing watched the demon woman die without any emotion on his face. The demon clan is so bloody. If the struggle fails, death will naturally be the only outcome. He didn't do it himself, he was already caring about the feelings of his fellow clan... Well, actually it was because in the inner world after the death of a strong demon clan man, he always had to worry about some influence.