Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 321
"Just you, a flat-haired animal, do you deserve to hear my name?" Ao Zhi roared, and then opened her bloody mouth,
I saw the sharp teeth of the upper and lower jaws, lined up like knives, glowing with cold light, and there are strands of lightning arcs leaping at the tips of the teeth, condensing into a mass of water god thunder the size of an ordinary human head in the mouth, the whole body is green.

And Cao Wei, who was more than a hundred miles away, noticed the movement behind him, and between the flapping of his wings, a golden shield of demon power appeared all over his body.

As soon as the shield appeared, a thunderbolt came suddenly.

It's just that this water god thunder has traveled more than a hundred miles away, and its power has been reduced by more than [-]%. Although it is still fierce, it no longer poses any fatal threat to him.

As the golden light shield exploded, Yunpeng, transformed by Cao Wei, flipped a few times in mid-air. After the figure stabilized, he left behind a loud laugh, and flew away with flapping wings.

And tens of miles away behind him, Ao Zhi wanted to hunt him down again.

Seeing this, the silver-scaled flood dragon at the early stage of Jindan said via voice transmission:

"Auntie, don't chase anymore. We have chased for more than [-] miles, but this flat-haired beast seems to have enough power left. If we continue, we will definitely not be able to catch up to the other party in ten days and a half months." Right now we have to visit my great-grandfather, if the time is delayed, I'm afraid the old man will not like it."

Just as the other party spoke, a strong wind suddenly blew up around Cao Wei, and he flew nearly a hundred miles away in a flash. After flapping his wings, his figure disappeared into the clouds in the sky.

"Okay, stop chasing, lest you fall into the trap of the other party's tricks." Ao Zhi nodded and said.

After saying that, it spat out a jade talisman, urging the demonic power to arouse.

In an instant, a huge light curtain emerged from the jade talisman, and at the other end of the scene was located in a huge building with a simple and rough style, and stone chairs several feet wide were placed one after another, forming a It is distributed in a circle, separated by an aisle in the middle, and cut into five fan shapes.

Among them, Ao Ge was sitting on the stone chair with a big horse and a golden knife. He was covered with robes and armor, glowing with light silver light, and the belt around his waist looked like a python dragon.

It just looks like it's sitting at the corner of the Jiaolong clan. On its left hand side is an old man with a hooked nose and a pair of light blue wings folded behind his back.

Sitting on the right hand side of it is an old man wearing a green shirt with white beard and hair, who is the biological father of Ao Zhi and his three siblings, Ao Zheng.

"Eldest sister, why is your face so bad? What happened?" Ao Ge asked in a deep voice.

"Zhi'er, what trouble did you encounter?" Ao Zheng asked.

Hearing this, Ao Zhi on the other side said:
"Father, third brother, aren't you with those old guys from the Peng clan? Ask them what they mean, why did you send the younger generation of the clan to intercept me and my niece halfway?"

Upon hearing this, the hooked-nosed old man immediately said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Ao Zheng, since we are waiting to gather here today, you should also know that we will definitely not arrange such a thing. If there is an arrangement, then now There will be no chance for Ling Ai to speak."

Speaking of this, it looked into the light curtain and asked unhurriedly: "What happened, you explained it clearly, there is no misunderstanding!"

"The cloud wind from the Yunpeng tribe suddenly attacked us just now, isn't this the instruction of your true kings?" Ao Zhi said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words were finished, a burly old man with black dragon tattoos on his back, shirtless and short hair came over and asked in a deep voice, "Niece, did you kill that flat-haired animal?"

A middle-aged cultivator with a bright stare in the Peng clan glanced at the other party, and said unhurriedly: "You black worm is an idiot, full of foul language!"

"Bianmao beast, I just said it, what's the matter? Bianmao...beast...beast, don't accept it! Ah!" The old man stood up and laughed loudly at the other party.

Seeing the other party's provocation, the middle-aged monk's face suddenly darkened, and he stood up from his seat impressively.

"If you want to fight, fight, let me out!" Yun Li said in a deep voice.

Between the words, the original human figure turned into an eagle's head at this moment, with cold eyes, a painting halberd with a shaft wrapped around a dragon in his hand, and a pair of golden wings spread out behind him. .

"Thirteenth brother." An old man in civilian clothes from the Jiaolong clan said slowly.

"Seventeenth brother." An old man in Ge Yi from the Peng clan also said lightly.

"Ao Laohei, Yun Laojin, you can bear it like this, hurry up and fight, don't let me look down on you!" A teasing voice came.

On the other side, a middle-aged monk in brocade clothes with handsome face and slender eyes was leaning on the stone chair, holding his cheek with his hand, showing a smile that was not a smile.

"If you dare to say a word more, you stinky snake, I will kill you first!" said the burly old man Ao Kan in a cold voice.

"I don't mind having Xiangliu's life under the halberd." Yun Li smiled grimly.

Beside the middle-aged monk in brocade clothes, an old man coughed softly, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, today you and I are gathered together, shouldn't it be for a battle?"

This monster is none other than the old demon Jin Lin who once hurt Master Wuxiang.

Speaking of this, it took a look at the old man in Ge Yi in the Peng clan, and asked: "Friend Yunshang, I remember that in your Yunpeng clan, the one called Yunfeng should be a junior in the late Jindan period." , hasn’t it already reached the end of its lifespan?”

"Yun Feng has been sitting for more than a hundred years, how can he come back from the dead and go after the Flood Dragon Clan?" Yun Shang nodded and said.

After saying that, it asked Ao Zhi: "The world is so big, people with the same name are really common! Is it true that the one you met was a Golden Core cultivator from the Peng clan?"

"I'm not lying." Ao Zhi said in a deep voice.

"Okay, niece. To catch thieves and get dirty, it is really groundless to rely on your few words now, let's let this matter go! Fellow Daoist Yunshang, how are you?" Ao Ding, an old man from the Jiaolong clan, said slowly .

After saying that, it waved its sleeves, dissipating the light curtain condensed from the ten thousand miles communication talisman.

"Okay, if we arrange this matter, we will definitely not deny it! Old Seventeen, don't be impatient." Yun Shang nodded and said.

Upon hearing this, the seventeenth-ranked monk Yunli among the Peng clan put away his halberd, and then sat down firmly.

"Old Thirteen, you should also calm down! Today we are gathered here because of the matter of the human race's Western Wilderness. Since more than ten years ago, You Chan, who commanded the human race's great monk Esau Tinglixue We have killed many of our fellow clansmen in Chang Yuyu, and now we are going to continue the stalemate, or give up this domain? Regarding this matter, what do you think?" Ao Ding asked slowly.

After saying that, it glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivators of Suan Ni, Heishui Xuan Snake, Xiangliu, and of course the Peng Clan.

"This domain must not be released! The 72 domains of the Western Wilderness, the human race has accounted for sixty-nine, and now there are only three places left: the Changyu domain, the Xingyuan domain, and the Xingdao domain. The Xingyuan domain and Chongwu The domain is adjacent to each other, only separated by a sea of ​​thousands of winds. Sooner or later, this domain will fall into the hands of the human race. However, the Changyu domain and the Xingdao domain are places hanging from the western wilderness, one south and one north, and their strategic positions are extremely important. If we wait If you want to attack the human race, you can advance, attack, retreat, or defend. If you lose, it is no less than cutting off your own arm." The old demon Jinlin said calmly.

Hearing these words, an old man in a black robe on the side of the Blackwater Profound Snake laughed sharply.

"Wu Wei, is it possible that what the old man said is wrong?" Jinlin old demon asked lightly.

"No, Fellow Daoist Jinlin is right. But when are we going to attack the human race? Regardless of the three monks who transformed themselves into gods, just the five great monks at 270 in the Hall of Elders of the Human Race, oh, no, it should be now It's 270, and the sea of ​​clouds of the Qingxia Sect has also broken through. With such a strong strength, is it possible that your Xiangliu clan can withstand it?" Wu Wei suppressed his smile and asked back.

"The human race is an extremely aggressive race. Now if our races take one step back, they will be able to advance ten steps. In the end, when the human race sweeps the world, they will surely enslave us. No defense!" Jin Lin said slowly.

"Why doesn't this old man understand this! It's just that although the human race is relatively weak physically, it can be said to be blessed in terms of spiritual intelligence. There are as many as sand in their mortals and low-level monks. Once a dispute is provoked, the opponent's war potential is far greater than mine. Wait for all ethnic groups to be taller!" Wu Wei said.

"What's the use of having more ants? As long as we and the ancestors of all races can join hands to hold the three gods of the human race, and then pull out the hall of elders of the human race, Xihuang will naturally calm down." Jin Lin said.

"Then this problem comes again, how do they deal with the 270 six big monks? Who knows if there are any hidden behind them? Not to mention that the other party has thousands of monks in the early and middle stages of Nascent Soul. You I'm afraid you're looking for trouble with Wuxiang and Yuexuan?" Wu Wei shook his head.

Although the Black Water Xuan Snake Clan has a Huashen ancestor, there are only 35 great monks in the late Yuanying period.

As for the Xiangliu clan where the Jinlin old demon belongs, the big monks are similar.

The Suanni clan is slightly more numerous, with more than fifty members.

And there are about one hundred and twenty or thirty monks from the Jiaolong and Peng tribes.

If counted, the strength of the five races of them naturally surpasses that of the human race, but it is difficult to fully trust each other!
"Wu Xiang got You Chan's fancy, it would be best if he could get rid of it as soon as possible. What do you mean, Yun Shang, Ao Ding, and Suan Yan?" Jin Lin asked with a smile.

"It's better to maintain the current situation first! Chang Yuyu really can't lose it so easily." Ao Ding said slowly.

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On the other side, after Ao Zhi saw that the spell in the Wanli Communication Talisman had been broken, he put away the jade talisman without changing his expression.

Then he said to the niece beside him: "Okay, let your father and the others wake up, lest the Peng clan have any wrong thoughts, you have to guard against it!"

"Auntie, let's go, or my great-grandfather will have to wait in a hurry. If the old man is willing to take action, the human race will naturally not be able to take away Chang Yuyu." Ao Hua urged.

As soon as these words fell, a spatial crack suddenly opened in the air not far away. At first, it was only half a finger wide, and then it was about ten feet long, and then it expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Ao Zhi and Ao Hua stopped in place and waited.

After more than ten breaths, this space crack has been completely extended, turning into a vortex with a diameter several kilometers long.

Inside the vortex, there was a hazy gray mist, and there was a hint of silver light.

I saw a huge snake's head protruding from it, which was six to seven feet thick, and then the snake's body swam out from it.

After the other party showed the whole picture, at first glance, the snake's body was two to three hundred feet long, winding above the sky, and the scales reflected dazzling silver light in the sun.

As soon as the snake appeared, it just sucked it out of instinct, and the spiritual energy from all directions in the world rushed towards it.

And after exhaling, it turned into a strong wind that filled the sky.

That Ao Zhi and Ao Hua were originally huge figures of more than twenty feet, but they looked extremely small in front of this giant snake, and the aura of the two sides was very different.

With great difficulty, they withstood the howling gusts and stabilized their stature.

"Grandfather!" Ao Zhi bowed his head and said.

Her mother is the youngest daughter of the other party, and also a Nascent Soul cultivator, but she has already reached the end of her life, and passed away more than four hundred years ago.

"Great-grandfather!" Ao Hua transformed himself into a girl in a light gauze and tulle skirt, climbed up, and landed on the top of the snake's head, which was as wide as a square.

"Don't be so big or small." Ao Zhi shouted hurriedly.

Facing a deity-transforming cultivator, even if it was his own grandfather, it couldn't help but feel a little restrained.

The giant snake shook its head, and said with a soft smile: "It's okay, it's better for the younger generation to be innocent and lively. The old man heard that the old loach said that you gave birth to a son, is it called Ao Cang?"

Between the words, it carries Ao Hua, cruising above the sky.

And Ao Zhi followed around, and replied: "Well, the ancestor named this child himself. Cang Zhe, Qing Ye."

Upon hearing this, the giant snake laughed loudly, and the sound was like thunder, spreading in all directions.

"Not bad, it seems that the Qinglong bloodline has been awakened, but I don't know if it is rich or not?"

"Shang Ke, it's better than my mother." Ao Zhi laughed.

"Who is the father of this child? Don't talk too much, I can't remember!" The giant snake asked with a smile.

"How can it be, this person is from the Qingyang clan." Ao Zhi said slowly.

Hearing this, the giant snake turned its head slightly, stagnated for a while, and then smiled:

"Qingyang clan? That's a predestined relationship! Unexpectedly, one or two hundred years ago, after I killed Xuan Xiao, now the great-grandson of my husband has the blood of their Qingyang clan. Jumang's blood is originally Wuxing Muzheng, and No wonder it can inspire the blood of the Azure Dragon."

At this point, it sighed: "These ancient clans, each one is more difficult to deal with. In that battle, I was equal to the four directions, blocking other clans from coming to help, and I was almost suppressed by the great monk of Gaoxin clan where Nanhuang is located. The clan's most important treasure was killed on the spot, and he has been recuperating for more than a hundred years. But fortunately, he got a piece of Xuan Xiao's arm, which replenished his vitality and added some lifespan, so he was able to make his money back."

(End of this chapter)