The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 343 The Origin of the Black Manwing King Snake
Chapter 343 The Origin of the Black Manwing King Snake
I don't know how long it took, Ling Hantian suddenly opened his eyes, the originally red eyes have become clear, and the blood boiling like magma in his body has also calmed down.

Turning his head, looking at the person who was sleeping soundly in his arms, Nao Yi Ling Hantian's concentration could not help but a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

But in an instant Ling Hantian woke up, Shui Qingrou was the reincarnation of the ancient water god, especially now that she had awakened part of the memory of the ancient water god, how arrogant she was.

In addition, I had enslaved Shui Qingrou's soul before, this woman and I were already immortal, and now such absurd things happened, it was simply a life and death enmity.

But looking at the dazzling bright red on the ground, Shui Qingrou was always his first woman. At this time, he really couldn't kill Shui Qingrou, and even enslaved her soul.

This matter, in the final analysis, still took advantage of himself.

If Shui Qingrou wakes up, it will definitely be like a storm again.

Ling Hantian doesn't want to face this matter for the time being, and now is not the time to deal with it.

At this moment, Ling Hantian, who was a man for the first time, chose to run away.

Although this is in the enchantment of smoke and water, the moment Ling Hantian woke up, he felt that the little blue tree was no longer in a state of sleep, and had completely devoured and refined the Nine Nether Violet Flames.

Shui Qingrou is in the enchantment of smoke and water, so she doesn't have to worry about her safety at all. Unless a Guiyuan Realm expert comes, her safety will not be a problem at all.

Taking another deep look at this woman, Ling Hantian easily pierced through the barrier of smoke and water like a small green tree.

As soon as Ling Hantian stepped out of the barrier of smoke and water, he saw the black winged king snake anxiously hovering over the barrier.

"My lord, are you alright?" The Hei Manyi King Snake swooped down and came to Ling Hantian's side, showing an anxious expression.

Ling Hantian's expression was a little unnatural, he took out the bone jade scepter, and asked with a calm face: "Heiman, is there something wrong with this bone jade scepter?"

Seeing the bone jade scepter in Ling Hantian's hand, the black man-winged king snake's pupils showed a fiery color, but when he heard Ling Hantian's shouting and asking, he immediately showed some strange eyes.

"My lord, there is indeed a small problem with this bone jade scepter, hehe"

Hei Manyi King Snake paused intentionally when he said this, and secretly glanced at the change in Ling Hantian's face, and continued: "Xieyue Yaohuang was an emperor of our clan thousands of years ago, but he was lustful by nature. Many evil things have happened, and my family has been removed from the genealogy."

"Natural lust?" Ling Hantian gritted his teeth and muttered these words, his face looked extremely unnatural, and threw the bone jade scepter to the Hei Manyi King Snake. Although this thing was an imperial weapon, he couldn't use it.

What's more, this bone jade scepter can be regarded as the family treasure of the Black Man-winged King Snake, let it harm the Black Man-winged King Snake.

The Black Man-winged King Snake took the bone jade scepter with a smirk on his face, and laughed at Ling Hantian, making Ling Hantian feel his scalp go numb, and he thought of Shui Qingrou waking up and turning into a rage.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go quickly."

The next moment, Ling Hantian turned into an afterimage and swept into the distance.

The Black Manwing King Snake with a puzzled expression was left behind. It stared at the smoke and water barrier and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

But just as the Black Man-winged King Snake was pondering, an extremely cold chill suddenly came from the smoke and water barrier, which made the Black Man-winged King Snake shiver uncontrollably, and its scales exploded. He left as if fleeing.

It has to be said that the Hei Manyi King Snake was extremely fast, and quickly caught up with Ling Hantian.

"Hei Man, where is Taoist Chilong, did you kill this bastard?" Ling Hantian asked impatiently as soon as Hei Manyi King Snake caught up.

Hearing this, the Hei Manyi King Snake was a little embarrassed, and said: "My lord, that old guy is too cunning, I was about to catch up with him, but he burned his blood and ran away."

To the surprise of the Hei Manyi King Snake, Ling Hantian didn't react too violently when he heard it, but remained silent for a while.

"Heiman, you just said that the Xieyue Yaohuang is your clan, so what race are you? Don't tell me you are from the Yaohuang Pavilion."

Ling Hantian's seemingly joking words contained deep meaning.

"My lord, what is the Yaohuang Pavilion?" The Hei Manyi King Snake raised its head and said proudly: "My lord, after I broke through to the realm of the great demon, I recovered my original memory. My race is noble and ancient. Teng Snake."

"Ancient Soaring Snake?" Ling Hantian frowned, turned his head, looked at the extremely proud Black Man-winged King Snake and asked, "Is there such a race?"

The Hei Manyi King Snake staggered and almost fell to the ground, looking at Ling Hantian resentfully.

"My lord, before the darkness and turmoil of our ancient Soaring Snake, even the true gods and ancient immortals would not dare to underestimate our clan."

Ling Hantian pursed his lips, pretending to be indifferent to the Heimanyi King Snake and said, "You also know that it was before the darkness and turmoil, but now in this world, the emperor is the limit."

Although Ling Hantian hit the Black Man-winged King Snake with his mouth, he was still very surprised that the race of the Black Man-winged King Snake was able to compete with the real gods and ancient immortals before the darkness and chaos.

Although Ling Hantian doesn't know how strong the true god and ancient fairy are, but looking at the changes in Shui Qingrou before and after she awakened the ancient water god, she can guess one or two.

That is definitely the most peak group of existence.

"My lord, even in this difficult time, my family is still a very strong race."

The Black Manwing King Snake awakened its memory, and was very proud of its own race, holding its head up to express its dissatisfaction.

"How strong is your ancient Soaring Snake race?" Ling Hantian was somewhat interested, wanting to know how strong the Black Manwing King Snake race was, this might be a good opportunity.

The snake pupils of the Black Manwing King Snake turned around, pondered for a while, and said: "Although our clan has a small number of people, it is by no means inferior to an existence like the Ancient Southern Desolation Kingdom."

"Your clan is comparable to the ancient country of the Southern Desolation!" Through Dongfang Ya's description, Ling Hantian is deeply aware of how terrifying the ancient country of the Southern Desolation is, but he never thought that the race of the Black Manwing King Snake could compete against such a giant as the ancient country of the Southern Desolation.

"Heiman, since you have recovered your memory, what is your identity in your ancient Soaring Snake Clan? How did you become the same as before?"

Knowing that the race of the Black Manwing King Snake is so powerful, Ling Hantian has already made up his mind.

"My lord, my identity will be kept secret for the time being, but the reason why I have become like this is definitely related to the ancient country of the Southern Desolation." Speaking of this, a monstrous beast burst out of the black man-winged king snake's animal body. anger.

"Is it the ancient country of the Southern Wilderness who made you look like this?"

This point was far beyond Ling Hantian's expectation, he did not expect that the Black Manyi King Snake would have enmity with the Ancient Southern Desolate Kingdom.

"My lord, look, there is a stone sculpture there." Just as Ling Hantian was pondering, the scream of the Black Man-winged King Snake suddenly resounded.

Ling Hantian woke up from his contemplation, looked at the stone sculpture not far away, and said in horror: "This is the master of Wuwei Daoist Temple, a strong man at the peak of Nirvana, who was petrified here!"

(End of this chapter)