Hoho! The azure dragon bared its teeth and claws, and rushed over with the waves of the waves. Wow! The Lord of Gale Wind Mountain was unafraid and opened the red scroll in his hand. Another huge mountain of flames appeared and stood in front of him. The azure dragon hit the volcano and exploded, turning into countless mist and spreading over hundreds of thousands of miles. "Another army of soldiers and horses came?" Lord Gale Wind Mountain frowned and was about to use other magical powers. Suddenly, a strong sense of danger arose in his heart. A dark figure came behind him at some point and stretched out a finger.
puff! The power of the black hole was extremely concentrated and turned into a black light, which directly penetrated several defenses of the Lord of Gale Wind Mountain and fell behind him. The back of Lord Gale Wind Mountain was full of blood, turned into a streak of fire, and fled forward. At the same time, he threw the red scroll in his hand behind him. "Imperial soldiers?" Watching the terrifying power erupting from the red scroll, Fang Xing chuckled and stretched out his hands. A strong gravitational force emerged, acting on the red scroll. He grabbed the imperial weapon with both hands and tore it apart with all his strength! Stab! The scroll broke directly from it and countless flames emerged, then dispersed, unable to hurt him in the slightest. "My imperial soldiers?" Lord Gale Wind Mountain watched this scene, his heart almost bleeding, and with deep fear: "Your Excellency is... the Black Dragon Emperor's son?" "That's right... Lord of Gale Wind Mountain, you dare to invade our Wujie Mountain. It seems that the Wahuang Palace's stronghold in the Cyanwood Realm is no longer wanted." Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent. Facing a mere Gale Mountain Master, he didn't even need to use the Wu Kong Ring. He could suppress the opponent just by relying on his own black hole-level physique. This confirmed to him that the Yuan Shen Overlord of the Wahuang Palace was probably comparable to a level one or two heavenly being. "I remember today's revenge..." The Lord of Gale Wind Mountain took a deep look at Fang Xing, turned into a ray of fire, and left without looking back. Fang Xing watched the other party leave, but did not pursue him.
Previously, in the Pangu Secret Realm, all parties tacitly allowed the emperor and his sons to kill each other and compete for the Pangu Order. When it comes to the outside world, the rules are different. Wujie Mountain is only a major force in the Qingyuan world, not a hegemonic force, but it cannot protect him who is bent on death. 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 Gale Wind Mountain, he would probably not want to leave the Greenwood Realm in the future. Otherwise, there might be peak immortals or even chaotic realms coming to ambush you... "Jiaochi!" Watching the Lord of Gale Wind Mountain leave, Fang Xing opened his mouth and gave an order. "The emperor's son." Jiao Chi's eyes were wild, and now he was completely convinced by Fang Xing. "Go down and take over Qingming Castle..." Fang Xing made arrangements, and then landed on the top of the Qingming Castle: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work. I am the Black Dragon, and I will be responsible for all affairs in the Qingmu Realm from now on..." "Greetings to the Black Dragon Emperor!" A group of Yuanshen monks said nothing and bowed deeply. No matter how much news is flying in the Taixu Illusion Realm, it is still not as shocking as seeing it in person. Now they can confirm that this black dragon disciple is indeed the overlord of the soul! Among the many forces, the status of the Yuanshen Overlord is higher than that of ordinary gods and demons. 'Oops...it's actually the Black Dragon Emperor's son who is responsible for guarding this place...' Huo Lingzi followed and bowed deeply, almost knocking his head to the ground, feeling extremely uneasy. 'what do I do? ’ 'Now that the Black Dragon Emperor gives an order, I have to die... No! As long as the other party shows an attitude unintentionally, there will be people who want to kill me! ’ He felt extremely regretful. Why did he eat the weight and become determined to go against the Black Dragon Emperor? Just when Huo Lingzi was worried, Fang Xing obviously saw him, but didn't pay any attention to him and walked into Qingming Castle. Huo Lingzi stood up and looked at the direction where Fang Xing's back disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt lost: 'Ignore it...it's also that he and I are already people in two different worlds...' … Inside Qingming Castle. Fang Xing checked the accounts for a while and found that the spirit of Taixu was watching. Although the accounts here were fishy, they were not particularly excessive, so he didn't bother to pursue anything. After resting for a few days, he asked a local Yuanshen monk to take him to see several nearby Yuanjing mines.
Yuan Jing is a highly condensed essence of Yuan Stone. One Yuan Crystal can be exchanged for at least 10,000 Yuan Stones, and it is easier to extract the 'Yuan Shen Liquid'. Even Wujie Mountain attaches great importance to the Yuanjing mine near Qingming Castle. Cangming Mountain. Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at a huge mine below. Most of the people working in the mines are Yuanshen monks, but there are also some indigenous people. These indigenous people are similar to human beings, but they have dark green stripes on their bodies, giving them a sense of vitality. Fang Xing just took a look and confirmed that these alien races have a very long lifespan, and they can live at least five thousand years in the mortal realm! Even if you have no cultivation, you can live to be five hundred years old. As for the Yuanshen realm? It seems that as long as one cultivates the way of vitality, the soul will not be able to live for ten thousand years. "Your Majesty, our Lord, there are 1,098 supervisors here and more than 36,000 miners... The daily output of Yuan Jing is about 300,000..." The person who introduced Fang Xing was Huo Lingzi. It's just that at this time, his expression was extremely humble, and even more a little uneasy. Fortunately, Fang Xing didn't pay much attention to Huo Lingzi now, just treating him as a stranger. "The indigenous people here are called the Huamu tribe, right?" Fang Xing became interested and looked at a woman from the Flower and Tree Tribe with green lines on her body and flowers blooming on her head. "Exactly...the Huamu Clan are the natives of the Aoki Realm, and there are many branches among them, but they are all very long-lived and extremely suitable for the wood system... Nowadays, among these aborigines, there are many people in the Yuan Shen Realm..." There was a trace of worry on Huo Lingzi's face: "According to the growth of the world, one day, the Heavenly Demon Realm will appear among these natives! But we cannot exterminate them first... Not to mention that their numbers are terrifying, even if we can do it, It will also make us completely rejected by the origin of the world..." The Qingyuan Realm has rich experience in conquering other worlds. Of course Fang Xing knew that in this newly born world, there would always be some preferential treatment and 'favor of heaven' for the natives of his family. And because the destructive power of the alien gods and demons is too great, they have been resisted and not allowed to enter. But if they are born in the Heavenly Immortal and Heavenly Demon Realm, they can be completely unsuppressed. 'Among so many flower and tree tribes, there are always those with extraordinary talents. Take advantage of the opportunity to enslave their souls now, and then wait until the other person grows into a heavenly demon, and make a lot of money...' An idea suddenly appeared in Fang Xing's mind. Many forces in the Qingyuan world will never select disciples from the conquered small worlds. This is a bloody lesson. But if you recruit soul slaves, you can play a marginal role. 'Perhaps, some people from other forces have already done this...' At this thought, Fang Xing felt a sense of urgency in his heart.
He looked at Huo Lingzi and suddenly said: "Huo Lingzi... I have something to tell you." "Your Majesty, please give me your instructions." Huo Lingzi quickly bowed. "Bring the most talented Huamu clan members within the control range of our Wujie Mountain to me... Well, those who want to be at the seventh level of the Yuan Shen Realm or above, preferably the ninth level of the Yuan Shen Realm!" Fang Xing said. Immediately, he consciously communicated with the Taixu Illusion Realm and began to purchase the inheritance of the wood system principles, specifically requesting that he could teach them to outsiders. … Ten days later. Qingming Castle. On the square. The Huamu clan members stood uneasily. "Domi, tell me... why did those people from outside the world suddenly summon us?" A Huamu tribesman with tattoos on his face looked at the girl in the middle with indescribable emotions in his eyes. The girl named 'Duo Mi' was dressed in a green robe, with cyan stripes on her face, and a string of green flowers on her hair. Her cultivation level was impressively at the ninth level of the soul. She spoke softly, her voice like a clear spring in the mountains: "I don't know... but our tribe has received an order from above. If the person sent satisfies the noble Lord, he will be exempted from ten years of worship... This is enough Let our tribe take a breather and give birth to more tribesmen, so... I'm here." Her talent, appearance, cultivation... are all top-notch in the 'Dora Division', and she was trained as a saint. But for the sake of the clan, even the saint must sacrifice. The Huamu people present were either forced or came voluntarily, but it didn't matter what the actual situation was. A few hours later, a shadow fell over the square, and a young man in black appeared, it was Fang Xing! "One hundred and thirty-two people!" Fang Xing glanced at him and said in a cold voice: "You already know the promise I should make... I am here this time to collect dogs, no, they are servants... The selection will be held next, and all you need to do is support Stop and try to stand till the end.” As soon as he finished speaking, a force of will suddenly fell. In an instant, dozens of Huamu tribesmen who were at the seventh level of soul and above fell to the ground and fainted. "this……" "One thought can make dozens of powerful tribesmen faint. Is this the true power of a big shot?" The remaining Huamu clan members looked shocked, gritting their teeth one by one, facing the increasingly fierce power of will. "Hold on, Duomi... you must become your master's slave!" Duomi gritted her teeth, her eyes a little blood red.
As time passed, the Huamu clan members on the square fell one after another, and in the end, only three were left. "Great, what are your names?" Fang Xing landed on the square and looked down at the three Huamu tribe members. "I'm Sanson!" "Mo Yan!" "Duomi, I've met the master!" The three Huamu tribesmen saluted with their hands on their chests. "Well, congratulations to you, you passed the first round of tests, now we have the second round of tests!" Fang Xing threw out three blue slates: "I'll give you one day to understand the patterns on the slates...and then make rubbings of them. Whoever draws the best will be able to stay until the end!" If the first level is to examine willpower and strength, the second level is naturally to examine understanding.