The big red bird is very big, stretching out its wings for more than ten feet long, flying in the air like a red cloud.
Wang Hao and the other two stood on its back, getting closer and closer to the Dark Town.
A whistling wind came from my ears, and the scenery in front of me quickly retreated. Wang Hao looked at Mu Xi: "How far is Dark Town from Shiyuan City?"
"Not far away, Shiyuan City is located in the Black Point Realm, thousands of miles away. You can arrive by taking a teleportation array." Mu Xi said with a smile: "And the Tianmen people would never have thought of going to Shiyuan City from here.
If they set up an ambush, they will definitely be in the Anbei corridor and make them lose their place."
"Anbei Corridor?" Wang Hao was stunned.
"Are you a person from the Great Wilderness? Why don't you know anything?" Mu Xi curled his lips, "If we go from Jiangyang City to Shiyuan City, the Anbei Corridor is a must-pass place, so the ambush of the Tianmen must be there.
There is different now. When we come to the Black Horn Domain, we can go directly to Shiyuan City without having to pass through the Anbei Corridor.”
Wang Hao nodded, so that's it.
"Sun Mao, the news from Qingyue that Qingyue told me that something is abnormal on Zishan. What's the situation now?" Mu Xi looked at the messenger of the Ziwei Saint and asked.
Purple Mountain?
Hearing this name, Wang Hao's heart suddenly moved. He Xian'er had been dreaming that somewhere from Lingxu's small world had been summoning her, and that place was called Zishan.
Is it the same place?
“There are big problems.”
At this time, Sun Mao frowned, lowered his voice, and said with a serious expression: "The genius of ancient times may be about to be born."
"What, so fast!" Mu Xi was shocked, and Wang Hao also changed his color.
"I don't know the specific situation. Yesterday, Shiyuan City cut a pure bloody juvenile dragon horse. It is suspected that it was the mount of an ancient prince or emperor son, and the entire Black Horn Domain was shocked." Sun Mao said.
"What? Super spirit beasts like Feilong Horse have appeared?!"
Mu Xi was shocked to change color.
"What is a flying dragon horse?" Wang Hao said curiously.
Mu Xi gave him a blank look and said, "Flying Dragon Horse is a descendant of the Dragon Clan and the Tianma Clan. It contains the divine blood of the two major gods, which is so powerful that it is against the sky. It is called the exclusive mount of the ancient emperor, and there were two great emperors.
The mount is the flying dragon horse!”
Hold the grass!
Wang Hao was shocked. Looking at the entire history of cultivation, there were less than ten cultivators who had attained enlightenment, and two of them chose the flying dragon horse as their mounts. How unscrupulous should this clan be?
"Once the flying dragon horse is born, it is likely that a genius like an emperor's son will appear!" Mu Xi's face was solemn.
"The emperor's son may be from Zishan. Seven days ago, terrifying fluctuations were heard in Zishan. There was a supreme power watching with his eyes and wisdom. He found that there were several divine source stones in Zishan. They were as bright as the sun, and the momentum was moving, and they were about to crack.
It’s right! Maybe the emperor’s son is among those divine rough stones.” Sun Mao said.
"Oh my God, the glorious world has not yet begun, are there people of the Emperor's Son level about to appear? As soon as the Emperor's Son comes out, who will compete with him?" Mu Xi was gloomy.
Wang Hao was confused while listening and asked curiously, "Where is Zishan?"
Uh ~
Two black threads appeared on Mu Xi's white forehead. This guy didn't even know Zishan. Is he an alien?
Even Sun Mao looked at Wang Hao in surprise, and then said: "Zishan is near the Dark Town, it is a forbidden area for life, one of the top ten Jedi in Lingxu's small world, and it contains great horror. Since ancient times, countless martial arts
Xiu wanted to go in and find out, but they all died." His voice was filled with awe.
Wang Hao felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
"Where is that flying dragon horse now?" Mu Xi asked.
Sun Mao's face was a little strange: "The divine source stone that sealed the Feilong Horse was purchased by Xiao Jiao King for a sky-high price. After cutting it in Hengxiang Gambling Stone Shop, Feilong Horse kicked the Xiaolong King away with one hoof and injured him severely."
"At that time, the monks in Hengxiang Gambling Stone House took action, but they could not leave behind a flying dragon horse. They fought out a bloody path and escaped, and now they are missing."
Mu Xi burst out laughing: "The little dragon king is in a tragedy, he has lost both his life and his wealth, and was kicked by a flying dragon horse. I'm so... I'm so laughing to death..."
Sun Mao looked at Saint Mu Xi who was gloating and felt ashamed, but he also knew the grudge between Saint Mu Xi and the Little Dragon King. At last year's stone gambling conference, Mu Xi almost lost to the Little Dragon King.
"Who is the Little Dragon King?" Seeing that they were talking very enthusiastically, Wang Hao couldn't help asking.
Uh ~
At this time, even Sun Mao was full of black lines. This friend of Saint Mu Xi didn't even know that the famous Little Dragon King was an alien?
"You are so ignorant. I no longer want to popularize science for you. You will know who the little dragon king is later because you are about to meet." Mu Xi felt embarrassed to bring Wang Hao out.
"All right--"
Wang Hao smiled awkwardly and was honestly an audience.
"Sun Mao, is there the whereabouts of that flying dragon horse now?" Mu Xi looked at Sun Mao and asked again.
"Not yet. The flying dragon horse is too fast, I don't know where to escape. Now the monks in the Black Horn Domain are crazy looking for the flying dragon horse, but they have nothing to gain." Sun Mao shook his head and said with a wry smile.
"But it did not escape from the Black Horn Domain. Yesterday, it was still on a hill in the Black Horn Domain that this stone gambling conference would accept several peerless geniuses as favored by people, and let the major holy places offer the Holy Son and Saints! Finally,
Don’t forget to disgust the little dragon king, and say that at least it must be ten times stronger than the little dragon king.”
Sun Mao said.
"Hahaha……"
Mu Xi laughed happily, as if seeing the little dragon king being so depressed that he vomited blood, and said with a smile: "This flying dragon horse has personality, it's too crazy!"
It actually wants the Holy Son and Saints to be presented to the major holy lands. Isn’t this slap the face of the major holy lands?
Originally, as the exclusive mount of the emperor, the Flying Dragon Horse had already been coveted by countless people. It was so high-profile and strong that it had enough hatred for itself.
"Let's go, see Qingyue quickly. I really want to see the declining appearance of the little dragon king now." Mu Xi smiled evilly.
Whoosh ~
The big red bird was very fast, and the Dark City was already in front of me. Wang Hao looked at me and saw a black spot, as if the entire town was built of an unknown black stone.
There were dense martial arts cultivators standing below, and many people looked up. The casting eyes were like poisonous snakes, cold and bloodthirsty.
Just a few glances, Wang Hao found that at least a dozen places were fighting and fighting. The people on the battlefield fought to the death, and no one was watching. Passers-by did their own thing, and seemed to be commonplace with such things.
generally.
There was a chill in Wang Hao's heart. Where is this? Why are there fighting everywhere? The next moment, his face changed.
Below, there were more than a dozen martial artists who raised treasures such as bows and arrows, aimed at the big red bird, as if they wanted to shoot it down.
"Bold, I am the envoy of the Purple Wei Saint, who dares to take action?"
Sun Mao suddenly shouted loudly, and a sharp voice came from afar.
The dozen people immediately put away their bows and arrows, and their bodies flashed and disappeared into the dense crowd. Obviously, the name of the Saint Ziwei was still very intimidating.
"What the hell is this?" Wang Hao frowned.
"Dark Town, this is the case in the entire Black Horn Domain. The most chaotic place within a radius of 100,000 miles is full of fighting and fighting. The desperate people from the three major areas of the northern domain of the Great Wilderness and Canghai are all gathered here. There is no
Rules and constraints are just one law, the jungle law. In other words, that is the prey of the weak, and the weak have no right here."
Wang Hao nodded, no wonder there were fights everywhere.
Mu Xi narrowed his eyes and said, "This is an extremely pure area. Think about what you think and do what you do, and you are unscrupulous. For example, a woman, when she sees the Saint Ziwei immediately, you throw her down on the spot.
All is OK, of course you must have that strength. Only the strong have the right to mating. If you are the most powerful person in the Black Horn Domain, then the women in the entire area are yours!"
Sun Mao's eyebrows jumped and pretended not to hear it.
Wang Hao felt chilling. Mu Xi was so big that he spoke naked. If it was heard into the ears of Saint Ziwei, wouldn’t it cause hatred for him?
"I may have met a fake saint." He glanced at Mu Xi.
"How is it, are you moved? The Saint Ziwei is as beautiful as a fairy. Should you throw her down immediately?" Mu Xi looked at Wang Hao with a smile, and his tone was very bewitching: "Take Qingyue off, the whole thing is gone?"
The Purple-Wei Holy Land is yours."
Sun Mao's body trembled and almost fell off the bird's back.
"Stop making fun of me, I feel you have bad intentions." Wang Hao looked cautious. Couldn't Mu Xi deliberately cause hatred for himself and avenge the corset?
"Really, my suggestion is very thoughtful. The Ziwei Holy Land is deeper than my Tianxian Sect. If you become a son-in-law, the Ziwei Holy Land will be your backyard." Mu Xi kept bewitching.
"Shut up, Mu Xi, you are not at ease with kindness." Wang Hao was simply crazy. This woman was going to kill his rhythm.
"Brother Sun Mao, you have heard it all. I have no thoughts about your saint, it's all this woman who is bewitching it. If you see your master, if she spread rumors and slander me, you have to testify for me!"
He quickly said to Sun Mao.
"I didn't hear anything." Sun Mao's eyebrows jumped.
"Oh... I'm also for your own good, tell you--" Mu Xi suddenly approached and lowered his voice: "There is pure phoenix blood in Qingyue's body."
"Divine Beast Blood?" Wang Hao was startled and then gave Mu Xi a blank look: "Stay while staying, stop bewitching me. Even if there is a divine beast, I have no evil thoughts towards Saint Ziwei."
"Hehe..." A wicked smile appeared on Mu Xi's beautiful fairy's face, "Wang Xiaoyao, lend me the Holy Heaven Bodhi Flower to watch for a few days. I am willing to set up a bridge and connect you with Qingyue."
"Mu Xi!" Wang Hao could not bear it anymore. This woman was definitely full of bad water. It would be worth the effort to kill him. "If you dare to say something again, you will never see Master Fu Chen in your life!"
Looking at Wang Hao's crazy appearance, Mu Xi giggled and finally let out a sigh of anger, feeling very comfortable.
"Okay, here, my master and some friends are in this attic." Sun Mao said, pointing to a black five-story attic.
"Let's go, Wang Xiaoyao will come in and look at the fairy face of the Ziwei Saint." Mu Xi pulled Wang Hao and said enthusiastically.
Wang Hao's head was full of black lines. Mu Xi, the fake saint, tied him and Ziwei Saint together in words. This really happened!
"Mu Xi, can you not have a big mouth? I have seen your true face and are full of bad water." Wang Hao was speechless. This innate Taoist body looked holy like a fairy, but in fact she was a female demon.
"If you say that, those young geniuses will beat you up!" Mu Xi smiled.
Wang Hao gritted his teeth and felt that walking with Mu Xi was a really wrong choice.
"Let's go, little bad guy, I'll take you to meet a beautiful sister." Mu Xi held the little golden tiger in his arms and stroked his little head gently with his jade hands.