Nine hundred and seventieth chapters of the human race
Prince Baiyue's eyes were venomous, and his strike was like lightning. He struck out with a claw full of fish scales. The claw was as sharp as a hook, and it went straight to Liu Suzi's neck.
"call out."
The ancient swords on Xuanyuan's back were immediately unsheathed, and the sword energy pulled out a crescent shape, shattering the space, forcing back the claw marks, and fighting evenly with Prince Baiyue.
Prince Baiyue put away his arms and hid them under his sleeves. He stared at Xuanyuan one by one coldly and said: "It's so shameless. I really thought that the Water Moon Heaven Realm was so amazing. In front of us, the Ancient Holy Demon Clan."
, the entire human race will be destroyed if they want. This prince offers you a cup of tea. It is to give you face. If you serve me tonight, this matter will be revealed. Otherwise, I can guarantee... your fate.
It will be miserable."
Prince Baiyue is so arrogant, even many demon kings of the ancient holy demon clan are not taken seriously by him, and the saints of the human race are just playthings in his eyes.
Even if he really pursued Xuanyuan Yiyi, would he still marry her as the prince's concubine?
That is absolutely impossible, because the royal family of the Ancient Holy Demon Clan will never allow half-demon to appear.
What answered him was an ancient sword. The sword energy was even sharper. Like a meteor breaking through the sky, it flew dangerously close to Prince Baiyue's neck. A strand of hair fell from his head and fell to the ground.
, it turned into a sarcoma-like fish tentacle.
The sixth city lord of Chaos Celestial City arrived in person and stopped the life-and-death battle between these two new-generation kings.
Prince Baiyue's handsome face became a little distorted. Before leaving, he looked at Xuanyuan's whole body with a sinister look, and sneered: "I'll see you at the Ten Thousand Races Forum, and I'll see who can save you then."
Then he pointed at Liu Suzi and said, "And you, let's go."
The sixth city lord couldn't stand the way the ancient holy demon clan showed off its power, nor could he just watch the two new generation kings fight with each other, with a helpless look on his face.
Feng Feiyun stared at the departing figure of Prince Baiyue and frowned: "Prince Baiyue doesn't seem to be such a helpless person. He knows that the Shuiyue Heaven Realm is now at its peak, and he actually came here to provoke Xuanyuan Yiyi. Isn't that right?
Deliberately telling everyone that they will start a war with the Water Moon Realm after winning the Fish Demon Clan."
"What is unfolding is not the Water Moon Heaven Realm, but the entire human race."
Ximen played the flute and smiled, saying: "After so many years of keeping a low profile, the human race's power has expanded very quickly. It can also open up territories on the battlefield of thousands of races every year. In terms of strength and foundation, it is no weaker than any ancient holy demon clan."
, the top leaders of the human race have planned to use this meeting to discuss the Taoism of all races, and join the ancient saint clan in one fell swoop. Holy God Shuiyue killed the saint and slayed the dragon some time ago, so it is not to build momentum for the human race."
"What does this have to do with Prince Baiyue's provocation of Saintess Shuiyue?" Feng Feiyun was even more curious about Ximen Chuixiao's identity. He actually knew such confidential information from the human race.
Not simple, not simple.
Ximen played the flute and seemed to be able to tell what Feng Feiyun was thinking, and said with a smile: "Actually, this is not a secret. Naturally, these information cannot be hidden from the ancient holy demon clan, and the top leaders of the human race have no intention of hiding it. Since they want to attack the ancient holy demon clan,
If you are a clan, then you naturally need to be strong, and the stronger you are, the better.”
Feng Feiyun said: "I understand. The thirty-six great ancient holy demon tribes all have a transcendent status, as if they are the arbiters of the entire world. If the human race wants to rise strongly, it will naturally be suppressed by them."
"But relying on an ancient holy demon clan to deal with the human race, let alone whether it can suppress the human race, even if it can suppress the human race, it will only hurt the enemy a thousand times and damage itself eight hundred."
"Holy God Shuiyue's reputation is now at the peak of the sky among the human race. He is the spiritual leader of the human race. Prince Baiyue came to provoke Saint Shuiyue this time, and then officially started a war with Shuiyue Heavenly Realm. His role is to be the first The person taking the lead, since he has expressed his attitude on behalf of the Yingyu Monster Clan, you can imagine that there will be people coming to declare a challenge one after another."
Ximen played the flute and said with a smile: "Prince Baiyue's gauntlet was very clever. On the surface, he wanted to pursue the Water Moon Saint, but was rejected by the Water Moon Saint, which led to the enmity between the two. But in fact, he wanted to He must find a suitable reason to attack Saint Shuiyue openly and openly at the Ten Thousand Races Forum. If he can capture Saint Shuiyue at the Ten Thousand Races Forum, she can become his Yin Cauldron. Furnace, then the spiritual leadership status of Shuiyue Heaven Realm will plummet, and the entire human race will lose face."
Feng Feiyun played with the teacup on his finger and said with a smile: "He found this entry point very cleverly. If he succeeds, the human race will want to shine brightly at the Ten Thousand Races Forum, and then use this power to attack the ancient saints." I’m afraid Zu’s dream will come to naught.”
"The momentum that has finally been raised may be suppressed again. This is the most worrying thing."
Ximen Chuixiao was not worried at all, and said with a smile: "I would like to see how the other ancient holy demon tribes will declare their war."
"If you want to know how they will declare a challenge, just follow our Water Moon Saint." Feng Feiyun smiled.
He naturally hopes that the human race can be promoted to the Ancient Saint Ancestor. The human race has been keeping a low profile for many years, and now it is time to show off its talents.
It seems that his words, "Before time immemorial, the human race were the primates of all things," also unintentionally set off a wave of easterly wind for the human race to attack the ancient holy race.
There is really no shortage of smart people at the top of the human race, and they would not let go of any opportunity. They just don’t know how powerful the human race really is.
Feng Feiyun at least knew that there was another Holy Spirit in the human race, the Holy Spirit of the Taoist sect who used Tianzun Wuliang Tower to kill Xiao Nolan. This should be regarded as the hidden strength of the human race.
Since Shuiyue Tianjing is now the spiritual leader of the human race, then if the ancient holy demon clan wants to start a war with the human race, they will definitely start with the saints of Shuiyue Tianjing and follow Xuanyuan Yiyi. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. .
Feng Feiyun and the two followed Xuanyuan one by one to a splendid Amethyst Palace, which was dozens of times more magnificent than the imperial palace. They saw the two words "Xianxu" written in vigorous and magnificent writing on the huge plaque. words.
In front of the gate of Xianxu Palace, there are two old men with bright eyes and high energy. They are strong men of the older generation.
Xuanyuan Yiyi and Liu Suzi handed over the invitations and walked in.
Ximen played the flute and laughed: "Tonight, the four fairies of the human race will host a banquet for the top talents of the new generation of the entire human race. All the people invited are the proud ones of heaven and earth, even those from the central dynasty. Even the princes of the princes may not be qualified to attend this event. This kind of grand event may not happen once in tens of thousands of years, but we are actually lucky enough to meet it."
Feng Feiyun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Do you have an invitation?"
Ximen played the flute and rubbed his palms, and two invitations came out. "I got two invitations by accident."
He handed one of the invitations to Feng Feiyun, and then the two of them walked into Xianxu in a big way.
Feng Feiyun has long heard of the name "Xianxu". This is an ancient and inherited cave among flowers. It is extremely famous. Not only is this cave among flowers powerful, but also because there are almost all the most beautiful women in the human race in every era. They were all born in Xianxu.
If there are ten most beautiful women in an era, then Xianxu can account for at least three and a half of them.
The scene you just saw outside is just the tip of the iceberg of Xianxu. Only after entering Xianxu will you know what Tiangong Wonderland is.
It is not an exaggeration to call this place a fairyland.
A series of suspended fairy islands are flying in the air, with fairy mist passing through them. A white dragon flies across the sky, dragging a moon-white incense cart behind it. There is an absolutely stunning woman sitting in the incense cart. It is simply amazing. It's hard to forget once you see it.
Ximen played the flute and held the jade flute in his hand. He walked in front and talked eloquently, "The first half of a person's life is about wine, sex and wealth, and the second half is about wives, concubines and children. What is a successful life? This is a successful life. For cultivating immortals For a person, one should lie drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and wake up with a murderous sword in his hand. As for the so-called pursuit of immortality...hehe, I want to ask, if you can't understand the human way, how can you understand the immortal way."
Feng Feiyun's clothes were elegant and he said with a smile: "If you don't experience the seven emotions and six desires, how can you be empty of all four elements?"
Ximen played the flute and clapped his hands and said, "Brother Feng is really a member of our generation. Let us show off our talents tonight. We must each bring a fairy back home, haha."
While the two were chatting and laughing, they boarded a floating fairy island and walked into a glazed fairy palace. There were more than a dozen beautiful girls coming to wait on them. They were dressed in palace costumes and colorful clothes, with red lips and white teeth, elegant bodies and spiritual energy. Touching people are all female disciples who have reached the realm of destiny.
Ximen Chuixiao can be said to be a sweetheart. He carelessly hugged two girls who were only sixteen and seventeen years old into his arms. However, his hands were not at all disciplined and he directly inserted them into the openings of the clothes of the two beautiful girls. He pinched two soft little white rabbits and started rubbing them.
The two girls didn't feel awkward at all, but were flattered, because the monks who could attend tonight's banquet were all top talents of the human race. If they could be spotted by Ximen Chuixiao, even if they were just adopted as maids, their future would be bright. .
"It's better to come early than to come by chance. I didn't expect to meet two acquaintances when I first came to Xianxu. It seems to be a coincidence."
A white stream of light flew across the sky and landed on this floating fairy island. It turned out to be a young man wearing white Confucian robes. He was elegant, with a white face and no beard. He had a young man's bun on his head and two white hair. Yes, there is an ancient bronze pen stuck in his hair.
He is exactly the scholar of fortune.
Scholar Tiansuan knows etiquette and morals very well. He walks lightly, twists his long sleeves with his hands, and walks straight into the Glazed Immortal Palace with a smile on his face. He bows to the two people inside, "Brother Feng, Brother Ximen, Long time no see."
"Obviously they figured we were here and came here deliberately to disturb me from picking up girls, but we just said it was fate." Ximen said sadly in his heart as he played the flute.
Ximen Chuxiu didn't like the scholar Tiansuan very much. With this scholar who spoke full of Confucian morals, he couldn't live a wild life.
Ximen played the flute and withdrew the hands that had reached into the lapels of the two girls' clothes, but still let them sit in his arms, hugging them from left to right, enjoying the softness of their jade buttocks. Rubbing against each other's thighs, drinking the wine from their fragrant lips, it looked like they were enjoying themselves.