The forty-three little demons below Immortal Bald Palm also whistled once in front of Bu Ting. Although their whistles were slightly worse than those of the first fairy, they were still pretty good.
Reward, the demon nest was full of joy. Taking advantage of this festive energy, Xian Ba Zhang gave an order, and all the little demons held altars and pots to urge the clouds to drive, surrounded Su Jing and others, and rushed towards the red and black hills.
Along the way, whistles mixed with the aroma of wine floated in all directions
During the trip, the Demon King Xian Ba Zhang deliberately greeted the distinguished guests and stood next to Su Jing, drooling and talking, all based on what he had heard from the crow about the deeds of the old immortal Su back then.
Some of the bullshit was really outrageous. Su Jing and others couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. However, Xian Balzhang said that the distinguished guests like to hear the past events of the Xian family, and he spoke harder and louder. How could he have imagined that among the distinguished guests, he would laugh the fastest and happily?
That one is the old immortal Su himself.
While they were chatting happily, they suddenly saw smoke boiling in the desert ahead, and a team of several hundred people were coming towards them. Su Jing had already seen clearly that the people in that group were descendants of the Fire Crow Demon.
Not long after, Demon King Xian Ba Zhang also saw it clearly. He appeared from the clouds and laughed far away: "Wu Yangsha, the red and black hillock is holding a big celebration. We should congratulate ourselves, so why do you need to lead a team to welcome them?"
It’s so far away, so polite!”
He said that the other party was too polite, but Xian Bazhang was very happy in his heart. He turned around and explained to Su Jing: "Wu Yangsha below is the eldest son of the Hongheigang clan today. The young village leader came to greet him personally. Haha, when did the crows understand so well?
It’s polite.”
Su Jing did not smile. On the contrary, he frowned slightly: there were almost three hundred demon descendants. Except for an adult who led the team, the rest were teenagers and dolls. The older ones were holding the younger ones, and those who were not too big or too small were holding hands.
They started to pull each other and hurried on.
Looking at their expressions, they all looked solemn, and they didn't even say much to each other. There was nothing that could stop them from talking, unless the sky fell.
Seeing Yunjia of the cactus, Wu Yangsha's face was filled with joy and he shouted loudly: "Immortal King, please come down and speak." His voice was hoarse due to dry throat, and he was breathing heavily while speaking. If the crow descendants did not practice, their physiques would be compared to
Ordinary people don't see much difference either. The hurried journey for dozens of miles in the desert makes them extremely exhausted.
When the Immortal Bald Palm flew closer, he also saw that something was wrong with the crow-born team. The Demon King looked surprised: "Why are they all just dolls? Is there something going on at the Red and Black Ridge?"
Wuyangsha didn't speak first, but bent his knees and knelt directly towards the Xianba palm. But before his knees touched the sand, he suddenly felt the back of his neck tightened and was pulled up again. The one who took action was Heifengsha, who scolded.
: "If you have something to say, talk about it and kneel down at every turn. Aren't you afraid of insulting the forty-nine pairs of 'Wu Shang Xia' ancestors in your family?"
Xian Ba Zhang also urged: "Let's talk about the matter first. What's going on? With the century-old friendship between our two families, we will agree to anything. Why should we kneel down and deliberately treat our good friends with arrogance?"
If the little demon girl didn't listen, she turned over her long sleeves, took out a long-necked porcelain bottle and handed it over: "Don't worry, drink some water to moisten your throat, and tell me carefully if you have anything to say."
As soon as the blue and white fine porcelain bottle was taken out, water mist suddenly appeared on the outer wall, and then fine and dense water droplets formed. This is because the desert is hot, but this bottle is extremely cold, and the heat and cold are added together.
in this way.
Wuyang Shaxie took the bottle, opened the cork and felt a fruity aroma. It turned out to be a bottle of bayberry dew. There was also a soft tinkling sound in the bottle: the pleasant sound of ice cubes hitting the bottle wall.
He was indeed very thirsty. He got such a bottle of fruit dew in the scorching sun and heat. It was so different. He thanked the little demon girl and was about to raise his head to drink. Suddenly he stopped, his Adam's apple rolled, and he handed over the bottle.
He asked the little crow beside him: "You drink."
A small porcelain bottle that was only a foot tall could hold so much fruit juice that it might not be enough for one person to drink. The young crow boy next to the young village master took the bottle, but did not drink it himself, and passed it on to his brothers.
Bu Ting said calmly: "Just drink with all your heart, don't look at the small bottle, you can all be full no matter how much you drink ten times."
At this time, a dark cloud suddenly floated in from nowhere, covering up the scorching sun. After a while, the rain fell, and the hot desert immediately became cool. Su Jing turned around and nodded to Xiao Xiangliu: "Thank you."
Liu is a great water demon, and he is the only one in the group who has this ability. Xiang Liu Yishou said: "These crows are not bad, they are much more likable than the ninety-eight."
Wuyangsha had no idea that anyone was casting a spell, and said that God had specially favored him. He raised his head and opened his mouth to catch a few drops of rainwater to moisten his throat, and then said to Xianba Zhang: "I have something to do in Hongheigang, please ask your Majesty."
Hongheigang wants to ask Xianbalzhang to send these crows to Tiandou Mountain in the Southern Wilderness.
When bragging to outsiders, you can say whatever you want about Xiaoyao Universe and Ascension to Immortal Court. In fact, important figures such as the elders and clan leaders of Hongheigang understand the truth very well. In the years when Biyi Shuangyao settled in the Southern Wilderness, he went home to visit several times.
Descendants, but recently these two Duojiazi and others stayed in Lishan to worship Guangmingding with all their strength under Su Jing's order, and then they lost contact with Hongheigang.
With the red and black hilltops alone, there must be a disaster in the village, but Wuyangsha only said what he wanted, and never mentioned what happened at home. No matter how Xianbalzhang asked, he just shook his head and said nothing. The crow's attitude was clear.
He is willing to implicate his friends for his own affairs, but the less he talks about it, the more anxious others become.
Inexplicably, Su Jing laughed: "Good guy, I don't even dare to recognize him. Is this still a descendant of Wu Shangyi and the others?"
Su Jing didn't say anything and others didn't think so, but after he spoke, the already gloomy and impatient Chimu Master turned his anger into a smile: "From Wu Shang One to Wu Xia Forty Nine, there are ninety-eight talkative guys.
There is no need to press for anything. If they don’t want to ask, they have to tell me. Is it possible that these descendants of the future have annoyed God with their quarrels and made bones grow in their throats? "
Hearing a group of strangers mention the names of the ninety-eight immortals in the clan again, and with a familiar tone, Wu Yangsha's eyes were startled. Before he could ask a question, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly collapsed, and then the sky
There was a strange light, and strange golden clouds came from nowhere. They were turbulent and tumbling in layers. Soon, the strange clouds took shape, and it turned out to be a three-legged golden crow!
All the hundreds of crow-born were dumbfounded and looked up into the air.
Su Jing bloomed with the aura of the Golden Crow, and Heifengsha also swayed his body and transformed into the true form of a giant eagle, shouting: "My lord Su Jingfa has arrived here, the Golden Crow has become holy, the little crow is still knocking quickly."
Before he finished speaking, Su Jing pulled him back to his side: "You're not considered an outsider, so you don't need to take him so seriously."
Wu Yangsha and a large group of small fire crows saw the golden and black auspicious clouds in the sky, and heard the black wind demon sign up. They screamed in exclamation and quickly knelt down and kowtowed. Su Jing's big sleeves swayed, and the winds of true energy turned around, stopping them.
Shizi said at the same time: "Go back to Heihonggang first, and then we'll talk."
The clouds soared, carrying crows and cactus together, turning into a golden and red rainbow and heading straight to the red and black hills.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Su Jing asked. This time, as soon as his voice fell above the clouds, he heard a roar, and hundreds of crows, big and small, spoke at the same time, vying with each other, each one louder than the other. I was afraid before.
A group of crows gritted their teeth to hold back their words because they had hurt their friends. Now that they were able to speak, the little demon girl's expression immediately changed, and the evil spirit burst out from Xiao Xiangliu's body.
But the cactus also joined in the fun. The cactus firmly grabbed Wuyangsha's sleeve and asked in one breath: "This, this is the old immortal Su?! That big black eagle is the black wind evil master? Isn't he a flying immortal?"
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"It flew up and then flew back." Wuyangsha replied in the rush. If he didn't want to expose the bullshit he had boasted before, he would have to brag bigger and bigger.
The Yunjia was hosted by Su Jing, and his flight speed was so impressive. It didn't take him a while to travel the remaining dozens of miles, but the red and black hills came into view. He even couldn't figure out what was going on from the noisy speeches of the little crows.
thing.
Seeing the red and black hills from a distance, Su Jing still remembered an important thing. He paused and Yunjia said to Wu Yangsha: "Go to the village to report first. Don't hit us with that sword talisman."
Back then, the Nine Ancestors passed down nine Hanyue Tianhe Sword Talisman, and one of them, Su Jing, was left to Crow Yi. Now is the time when the village is facing a formidable enemy. If today's clan leader is not prudent enough to use that Talisman, the famous Li Mantianxia
The cause of death of Mr. Shan Xiaojun was too shocking.
Wu Yangsha took the order and went. After a while of tea, the gate of the village opened wide, and a group of fire crow demon descendants hurriedly came out. The leader was a short and fat old man. The old man's face was full of joy, and it seemed that he had won Wu Yangsha's charm.
Report.
Su Jing then bowed his head and asked directly without them having to kowtow: "What happened in the village? Can't even the sword talisman of the Ninth Ancestor be used to deal with it?"
The young Prime Minister Liu has a sharp eye and a quick tongue. When he saw that the crowd of crow descendants in front of him were trying to speak in unison, he shouted coldly: "Only one person is allowed to speak, otherwise I won't show anyone's kindness!" Then he said, fiercely.
The power of the monster bloomed, forcing it to pass.
A chuckle of "ha" filled my ears. The person who made the joke, the big black eagle next to Su Jing, wanted to use the power of the demon to suppress the demon descendants? The big black eagle did almost the same thing 380 years ago.
use.
Sure enough, after the little crows, a group of big crows also spoke in unison. Their voices and nonsense were far beyond the comparison of the little ones. In an instant, the red and black posts were noisy.
Now that he knew the nature of the Crowborn, Su Jing would not be angry. He smiled and shook his head helplessly, but he was not in a hurry. The Red and Black Post was fine now. He had already arrived, so there was nothing to be anxious about.
The leader of the Crow tribe seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to make such a noise, but instead of scolding his fellow tribesmen, he pulled up Su Jing's sleeve and said, "My benefactor, the old god, came with my grandson. There are some things in the village that you should see first."
You can understand most of it.”
Everyone entered the Hongheigang and was led by the clan leader. They took several detours and arrived in front of a yellow sand field. Su Jing was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. Xiao Xiangliu's eyes also froze, and the three corpses said in unison:
"Is that it?"
A giant red anaconda lay in the yellow sand, dying. The flesh on its huge body was split and scarred. It was no ordinary monster anaconda. This vicious beast had seven necks and carried the blood of Xiangliu.
There is only one head left in the seven necks, five of which are new wounds, with poisonous blood still oozing out, and only one empty neck is an old wound.
The red anaconda is a tamed beast. It has a shaft and a bridle under its neck, and it drags a golden chariot behind it.
The car body is covered with cracks, pits, sword marks, and traces of magical bombardment.
Su Jing had seen the seven-headed giant red anaconda pulling the golden cart before, not to mention the sign of 'Heaven Rewarding Earth and Falling Towers' on the cart couldn't be more eye-catching! Su Jing asked the crow tribe leader: "Is the person in the cart still there?" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)