Ten Tailed Fox

The supreme immortal art, transcending heaven and earth!

Ao Yi hesitated for a moment and asked, "I'm still wondering, since you have such a unique skill, why didn't you defeat the Pingtian Demon Bull back then?"

The Ming Wanggui sighed. He did not rush to answer, but slowly closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment: "There is no need to mention this past anymore."

Ao Yi also knew that his question was too secretive. Fortunately, Su Bujin quickly changed the subject and sincerely thanked Ming Wanggui: "Thank you for treating my injuries, senior. I will remember this favor."

"There are two reasons for saving you, and getting rid of the Ghost-faced Dragon is only one of them." The Mingwang Turtle deliberately kept the secret.

Su Bujin followed up and asked, "What about the other one?"

The Ming Wanggui was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about a past event. His eyes seemed to have traveled through a thousand years of time and space, with a softness that was difficult to conceal: "Because you are from the Tian Linglong tribe."

"I once loved a woman. That woman was the leader of the Tian Linglong tribe. She had two daughters, one named Su Daji and the other Su Xun'an. Unfortunately, the Tian Linglong tribe rarely intermarried with other tribes. I watched her from afar and never touched her. It is a pity in my heart."

After hearing this, Su Bujin finally understood. It seemed that Ming Wanggui helped because he loved the whole family.

Suddenly, the eyes of the Ming Wang Turtle focused, as if it had noticed something. It looked towards the distant sky, and its expression became extremely serious: "Not good, the barrier of the Red Dragon Island is close to breaking. After ten days and ten nights, it will completely collapse. If you want to seize the opportunity of the Red Dragon Island, you must leave immediately."

"Ten days and ten nights?" Su Bujin and Ao Yi were also shocked when they heard the time. They didn't expect the remaining time to be so short. "Senior, we'll take our leave!"

"Wait, I'll give you something else."

The Mingwang Turtle suddenly called out to the two of them, then pulled out an exquisite scale from its shell. The surface of the dragon scale was flashing with flame patterns like a red dragon, exuding a pure and supreme aura.

"This dragon scale is from the Seven-clawed Red Dragon King. I picked it up by chance. It is the only key to enter Red Dragon Island."

"If you possess this, you will be able to break through the barrier of Red Dragon Island and enter it."

The Ming Wanggui handed the dragon scale to Su Bujin, and said in a very serious tone: "Remember, getting this dragon scale does not mean that you have completely mastered the opportunities of Red Dragon Island. There are dangers everywhere in Red Dragon Island. I don't want the descendants of the Tian Linglong Clan to die there."

Su Bujin took the dragon scale, felt the powerful force contained in it, and carefully put it away. Her eyes revealed a trace of gratitude, and she bowed deeply: "Thank you, senior."

"Go ahead." The voice of the Ming Wanggui sounded again, "The Seven-clawed Red Dragon King is considered the highest bloodline of the dragon clan in the world, but there is a secret in it that the world does not know. That is, there is an item left by the Dragon Ancestor hidden in the Red Dragon Island. I have heard that the item is... a horn!"

horn?

Before Su Bujin could ask, Ming Wanggui ordered them to leave: "It's almost time, you should leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge body of the Mingwang Turtle sank into the endless abyss again. The huge tortoise shell slowly closed and turned into the earth, and fell into a long sleep again.

"It's time for us to go." Ao Yi's tone was a little more fiery.

"Yeah." Su Bujin nodded, with a little more interest in his eyes, "I thought the thing left by Dragon Ancestor was a magical weapon, but I didn't expect it to be a horn. I am a little curious about what is so magical about it."

The two of them turned around without hesitation. Seeing this, Jiuzi, Tan Taikun, and the Tyrant Lion King cubs followed closely and headed into the distance.

Demon clan, Dayin Mountain.

This morning is cold and the weather is particularly gloomy.

In the yard, Yuan Luo, as usual, was holding a worn-out axe and chopping wood. His movements had long been numb, and even his eyes had become dim. He knew very well that if he was conscripted, he would definitely die on the battlefield.

Even though I am indeed useless, who would want to die?

Inside the house, the stepmother's curse rang out again. The harsh sound was like a sharp knife, constantly cutting Yuan Luo's inner peace.

Yuan Luo gripped the axe handle tightly, his eyes slightly red. Perhaps because he knew he was about to die, the resentment and anger in his heart rose up in an instant, but his cowardly character over the years made him say nothing. He still kept his head down and continued to chop the wood hard.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

Yuan Luo raised his head slightly and saw a team of black-clad people coming towards him. They looked aggressive and powerful, and it was obvious that they were all cultivators.

"The demon soldiers are coming." Yuan Luo recognized this group of people. They were the demon soldiers, and they were obviously here to recruit soldiers.

The leader of the team was tall, with sharp eyes and an intimidating temperament. His name was Chaha.

Faced with such a group of cultivators, Yuan Luo, who had no cultivation at all, suddenly felt unprecedented pressure. He wanted to escape, but his body could not move at all and could only tremble.

"What's your name?" Chaha's calm gaze fell on Yuan Luo, making him feel great pressure.

"Yuan Luo." He answered in a low voice, feeling nervous and stuttering.

"My Lords, please take him away quickly. We only have this one child in our family, and we don't have another one."

Just then, a sharp voice came from the house, and the stepmother couldn't help but came out with an obvious sneer on her face.

But Chaha still did not move. He moved his eyes away from Yuan Luo and looked at Yuan Hai at the door.

"Isn't there another one?" Chaha said slowly with a look as sharp as a knife.

"Ah?" Yuan Hai was shocked all over and wanted to refute something, but was oppressed by Chaha's eyes and couldn't breathe.

"All the men in Dayin Mountain, young and old, must be taken away today to fight against the enemies of the demon clan." Chaha said coldly.

"That's not right, sir. That's not what our village chief told me." Yuan Hai was frightened and explained quickly.

"No problem, just take them both away." The stepmother didn't care, and even spit with disgust, "It would be better if both the little waste and the old waste are gone."

boom!

At this moment, the door of the side room was kicked open. Yuan Ye, who could no longer hold back, walked out excitedly.

"Ye'er, what are you doing out here!" When the stepmother saw this, she was immediately shocked.

But Yuan Ye ignored him, and walked up to Chaha with his head held high and a confident look on his face: "I am willing to participate in the conscription, take me with you! I am a Nascent Soul expert, and I think I can rank among the younger generation of the entire demon race!"

Chaha looked calm, and after glancing at Yuan Ye, he said, "Just entered the Nascent Soul stage? That's fair. In a month's conscription competition, heroes from all sides of the demon race will gather. Your cultivation level is far from being outstanding."

"What did you say? I'm far from that?" Yuan Ye's face instantly turned pale when he heard that. He had been called a genius by the villagers since he was a child. He had long been accustomed to enjoying everyone's attention and respect. How could he have been insulted like this? (End of this chapter)