Chapter 934 Water is the source, the moon is the light
"It turns out that there is a demon king here. Zhang Guyue is scared in his heart. No offense is intended. Please don't blame the demon king." Zhang Guyue clasped her hands in fists, forced out a flattering smile, and bowed to the blood dragon.
The blood dragon glanced at him lightly, without giving him any face, and cursed: "Don't blame me, don't blame your aunt, you fucking hurt my people, and disturbed my enjoyment of drinking and eating meat, and you also said This king has stolen people from the Water Moon Realm, and now you just say a word without any intention of offending, and you think that’s the end of it. Do you think that this king is just a human being that you can manipulate at will.”
Ximen played the flute and coughed twice before reminding: "Tian Linglong is a treasure of the Water Moon Realm, not a person."
"Oh." The blood dragon nodded and drank the wine in the glass cup without feeling embarrassed at all.
Zhang Guyue is very good at observing people's emotions. She saw that there were a lot of good wines and dishes on the table, but only the demon king was eating them. No one else was moving. So the master here was the blood dragon demon king. , these humans should all be servants of the Blood Dragon Demon King.
Zhang Guyue was right to think so, but what he didn't know was that it wasn't Feng Feiyun, Ximen playing the flute, or Shi Lan eating the delicacies on the table, but the blood dragon's movements were too fast, and the food had just arrived. It was ruined by it, and Feng Feiyun and others lost their appetite even if they wanted to eat.
It seems that I really got into big trouble today.
Zhang Guyue's face turned pale. The demon king of the Ancient Holy Demon Clan was Tai Suiye. He couldn't afford to offend him at all. He just complimented him repeatedly: "I am the one who made the mistake today. Whatever compensation the demon king wants, I will give it to him." Come up."
When the blood dragon heard this, his spirit suddenly shook, and he said with a smile: "Okay, go and prepare a hundred thousand boys and girls as blood food for me. Today's story will be settled."
The blood dragon demon tribe is bloodthirsty, and there is nothing more delicious than blood food.
From the perspective of the blood dragon, it is perfectly normal to ask for blood food from the weak tribe. To it, this is called tribute.
Before Emperor Xuanyuan appeared, the human race would often sacrifice boys and girls as blood food to the powerful ancient holy demon clan, thus gaining the protection of these ancient holy demon clan.
However, after Emperor Xuanyuan appeared, the Central Dynasty was established. The hundreds of human races were united and their strength was already very strong. There was no need to deliberately try to please the ancient holy demon clan.
However, things like donating blood and food to powerful tribes still happen from time to time, but they are done more obscurely and are not publicized.
The blood dragon directly asked Zhang Guyue for 100,000 boys and girls as blood food. This was not an excessive request. In its view, it was already very tolerant.
If other demon kings from the ancient holy demon clan encountered such a thing, they would definitely take the opportunity to make the matter bigger, and then ask the human race to divide the land for them before they could give up.
This kind of thing happens frequently and is nothing unusual.
"Weak people have no human rights." This is a plain fact no matter where and in what era.
But Feng Feiyun frowned slightly. Although he was a half-demon, he always treated himself as a human being. Naturally, he would not allow the blood dragon to mess around, and he was about to say something.
"All right."
Zhang Guyue hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed with a grimace. After all, he was also afraid that things would get out of hand.
It was actually not too difficult for him to obtain one hundred thousand boys and girls.
He himself has a fiefdom and hundreds of billions of people. If he can make the demon king in front of him vent his anger, why not give him a hundred thousand blood meals?
Although Zhang Guyue's actions made many monks feel shameless and aggrieved, no one dared to stand up and accuse him. After all, he was a direct disciple of the Great Universe Sword Emperor, and they could not afford to offend him.
At this time, a cold snort sounded: "Those who bully the weak and fear the strong, what the hell."
This voice expressed the thoughts of all the human monks present, and they all looked in the direction from which the voice came.
This jade palace is suspended in the sky and is divided into seven floors. The central position is the entrance of the hall in one direction, with white jade stairs circling. In general, the shape of this jade palace is ancient and strange, giving people a feeling of wonder. The feeling of the building.
That voice came from the top of the Jade Palace, where sat a majestic man, eight feet tall, with a strong back and strong waist, full of heroic spirit, extremely thick eyebrows, and resolute cheeks.
He was wearing an eagle-headed armor, and he exuded bursts of murderous aura. One look showed that this man must have been fighting for many years and killed countless enemies, and the murderous aura in his body could no longer be restrained.
Next to him stood a large halberd, three feet and five feet long, with a mouth as thick as a bowl. There was a golden eagle head cast on the tail of the halberd. Countless blood.
Zhang Guyue also fixed her eyes on the tough and mighty eight-foot tall man, narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Your Excellency, you are swearing."
The eight-foot tall man put the bronze wine cauldron on the table and said with a smile, "Is there a person I'm scolding?"
Zhang Guyue became even angrier and said: "There is a senior demon king from the Ancient Saint Demon Clan here today, and I don't want to argue with you."
"Haha, so what about the demon king? In my whole life, I despise you for being such a shameful thing. When facing your own people, you flaunt your power and shout to kill. It's so majestic. When you meet a foreigner, you will immediately go to the rooster and quail, and you will do all kinds of flattery to please. Disgusting, disgusting." The eight-foot tall man roared twice, and his voice was like a thunderbolt that shook the sky.
Zhang Guyue's face turned red and white after being scolded.
The eight-foot tall man said again: "The talents of my human race are inferior to those of the Ancient Holy Demon Clan. Think about it. At the beginning of the Middle Ages, Emperor Xuanyuan came out of the sky and swept across the world, defeating all directions. Even the leader of the Ancient Holy Demon Clan saw that When he reaches his old age, he has to call him "Emperor Master". How majestic that is. Besides, 10,000 years ago, the Great God Tian Wu stood outside Tianhong Pass, one man and one horse, and defeated all the strong men of the Phoenix Demon Clan. Even the Phoenix Demon Queen They all returned in vain, and at that time there was not even a frown on the face of the great witch."
"Why is the human race weaker than the ancient holy demon clan? I think it's not that the human race is inherently deficient, but that there are too many weaklings like you. They only know how to fight in a nest, and when they are dragged into the battlefield of thousands of races, they all give up."
The eight-foot tall man poured another pot of wine from the large vat next to the table, and then drank it all in one gulp.
"Well said." Ximen cheered, playing the flute.
However, Zhang Guyue's face became more and more worried as she was being talked about. She clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth as she was about to explode.
The blood dragon was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he said: "Zhang Guyue, are you going to give me my hundred thousand blood food or not?"
The eight-foot tall man upstairs stared hard and said, "If he dares to send you away, I will take his life today."
"Then let's see if you have that ability." The jade sword on Zhang Guyue's back suddenly left its sheath, emitting a deadly white light.
Just the moment the sword was unsheathed, thousands of sword shadows appeared, and Zhang Guyue's aura changed in vain, just like an unsheathed sword.
Although he couldn't afford to offend the Demon King of the Ancient Saint Demon Clan, he still wouldn't take this eight-foot tall man seriously.
Feng Feiyun let out a long sigh and felt sad in his heart. In front of the ancient holy demon clan, the so-called strong men of mankind were so humble. Even people with Zhang Guyue's status had to be humbled. Others Human monks can imagine this.
Although the eight-foot tall man's integrity was truly admirable, it eventually led to a fight among the humans themselves. On the contrary, the blood dragon, the demon king of the ancient holy demon clan, looked cheerful and lively, as if he was watching a monkey show. .
How can this not make people feel sad?
The eight-foot tall man was right. The reason why the human race is inferior to the ancient holy demon clan is not that the human race does not have strong people, nor that the human race is inherently weak, but because there are too many weak and timid people.
The more Feng Feiyun thought about it, the angrier he became. He pinched the blood dragon's neck like a loach and threw it into the wine pot.
Plop.
The blood dragon shouted in the wine pot: "I am the demon king of the ancient holy demon clan. Who dares to disrespect me?"
Feng Feiyun stretched out a fist and flattened the bronze wine jug, turning it into a discus. The wine splashed out and splashed all over Ximen's face.
The blood dragon was naturally beaten into a piece of meat, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Master Feng, please calm down quickly. I was just joking with him, but I didn't know he would take it seriously. It's really none of my business. I am now How can I dare to eat human blood food if I become a vegetarian together with Mr. Turtle? Besides, I don’t have the guts.”
Naturally, no one saw this scene on the table, because everyone's attention was attracted by the fight between Zhang Guyue and the eight-foot tall man.
Zhang Guyue's cultivation has reached the peak of the second level of Ascension, but with his talent, even the Great Sage of the third level of Ascension can fight, and his aura has naturally reached its peak, making many people feel breathless. Can't help but feel angry.
The Qiankun ring on his finger flew out, trying to control the battlefield between the two in the small world of Qiankun.
But before the Qiankun ring on his finger could fly out, it was penetrated by the tip of a halberd and shattered into pieces.
That euphorbia was like a fierce dragon, easily piercing through the field of Zhang Guyue's condensed sword energy. It was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and the blood was boiling. It frightened Zhang Guyue's face.
"The universe is boundless, the sword..."
Zhang Guyue's sword technique has not yet been used. The halberd has penetrated through his abdomen, leaving a bloody hole from the mouth of the bowl. From Zhang Guyue's body, you can see the On the other hand, it seems terrifying.
The spurge was stained red with blood, and it was as ferocious as an angry dragon. It flew back into the hand of the eight-foot-long man.
The eight-foot-old man held the big halberd in his hand and struck the ground hard, causing a huge sway like a turbulent wave. The jade palace flying in the sky seemed to be about to fall.
The direct disciple of the Great Universe Sword Emperor was actually pierced through the body by this fierce man's halberd.
It left countless people stunned.
"Today, I will kill you, you shameless thing." The eight-foot tall man's tiger eyes were blazing, like a divine weapon descending from the sky, and countless wind and thunder sounds erupted from the euphorbia.
At this moment, four stunning women wearing white sacrificial robes flew into the sky and landed on the top of the Jade Palace. Their bodies were dazzling and dazzling, just like four fairies arriving on the clouds.
"Water is the source, the moon is the light, and the water and the moon exist forever between heaven and earth."
The four white-robed sacrificial goddesses each shot a white magic weapon from their hands, flying out from four directions, like four white beams of light, entangling the euphorbia in the hand of the eight-foot man.
The euphorbia had reached Zhang Guyue's heart, but it was entangled by the four divine swords and could not move forward any further. It stopped there abruptly.