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Chapter 105: The Blood Spirit City Conflict!(1/2)

The scene in front of me was flowing like a flash of white horses.

When everyone came to their senses again, they had already appeared on a vast plain.

Looking around, there was a vast space in front of you, and only the shadow of an ancient city could be vaguely seen at the end of the horizon.

"Hey, isn't this Diyun Mountain?"

Li Xinluo looked around curiously and asked in surprise.

"The Emperor's Flow Mountain hides in the void and will only open until a specific time." Jiang Yu's Taoist robe fluttered and spoke indifferently.

"What does Diyun Mountain look like?"

Li Xinluo blinked, his pretty face full of curiosity and yearning.

"It was the Pure Land of the Ancient Spirit Clan. It was once extremely brilliant and ruled the country of billions of miles, but later a stunning war broke out and was destroyed. Even the Pure Land was destroyed in the endless void."

Uncle Li was filled with emotion.

"A shocking battle! Is it a battle between the ancient emperors?" exclaimed the young and young girls.

Jiang Yu shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe the ancient emperors are not enough to participate in the war. It is a world-destroying battle that destroys a pure land!"

Li Xinluo's mouth opened slightly, and he was stunned, his pretty face full of shock.

The ancient emperor is already unimaginable, let alone a stronger existence.

"Let's go, go to Blood Spirit City first, and the monks who are pursuing the brutal children will gather here."

Uncle Li led everyone to the ancient city on the horizon.

Along the way, they met hundreds of cultivators and were also rushing towards the Blood Spirit City.

Some walk in the rainbow, some ride strange beasts, and some gallop on the ground like them.

Li Xinluo and other young girls were very excited when they first saw the world outside the tribe. If it weren't for Uncle Li's previous instructions, they would have had fun.

Everyone talked and laughed, and soon arrived in front of the Blood Spirit City.

This is an extremely huge ancient city. It has been standing here for countless years. The walls are full of marks, recording its experiences.

When you enter the city, the noisy sound rushed towards you like a wave, making everyone feel in a trance.

Because of the opening of the Imperial Mountain and the rumors of the cruel children, the originally silent ancient city became extremely lively.

There were endless monks coming and going in the city, crowded with people, and the streets were filled with various stalls. Some extremely smart cultivators took this opportunity to sell various objects, bones, weapons, and even elixirs needed by monks.

"So many people!"

"The strength is above the inscription realm, and there are even more terrifying existences."

Li Xinluo and other young girls looked both nervous and excited.

"Most monks come for the cruel children and want to see his true face." Uncle Li explained.

The Emperor's Fallen Mountain is opened, and only powerful beings such as large clans, ancient families, immortal dynasties, and transcendent holy lands are qualified to enter.

Although the opening of Emperor Falling Mountain in previous periods is lively, it is far from reaching the prosperity we see today.

"I heard that the cruel child is not old, only seven or eight years old, but he has become a stolen figure in the three thousand ancient immortal realms."

"Just just to see his true face, even the elders of the giant clan came here. It's so glorious!"

"It would be great if I could meet the cruel child. If I could say something close, it would be worth it even if I die in this life!"

The young and young girls were filled with emotion and highly praised the cruel children.

"What are you thinking? How can we look up to those peerless heroes?"

Uncle Li said with a smile, but he couldn't hide his yearning and excitement in his eyes. Obviously, he also had the same idea as Li Xinluo and the others.

Jiang Yu listened aside and touched his nose without any trace.

If he had revealed his identity, Li Xinluo and the others would probably go crazy.

He looked up and looked into the depths of the Blood Spirit City.

If all the major tribes appeared here, the Huanggu Jiang family should have come too.

With my sister's talent, I will definitely get a place in the Imperial Death Mountain. I don't know how she is now. I haven't seen her for half a year, so I miss her.

There are also Zhou Yuan and Zhou Ziyan of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The Human Emperor's Body is rare in thousands of times, but Jiang Yu wants to fight him to see if it is the Chaos Dao Body or the Human Emperor's Body is more magical.

There is also Zhou Ziyan. This princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty has not been well trained. She actually wants to enter the Wushuang Fire Domain to raise her ashes? When she meets her, she will definitely let her taste the seven-emotional Taoist patterns!

“Get out of here!”

Just as Jiang Yu was thinking, a cold scolding came from behind.

Everyone looked at it when they heard the sound.

I saw a huge bronze chariot slowly coming.

The bronze chariot was pulled by several terrifying beasts, and a powerful human race stood on it, with a strong aura, which was considered the top even in the array.

However, this human powerhouse looks like he is just a coachman.

Wherever the bronze chariot passed, the crowd quickly scattered and gave way, and did not dare to capture his sharpness.

After all, who dares to have such a big style with a top prince as a coachman, except for the giant tribes in the ancient fairyland?

Jiang Yu had no plans to cause trouble for the time being, and took Li Xinluo and others to retreat aside.

The bronze chariot slowly approached, and when he saw the figure sitting cross-legged, he was stunned.

It was a nine-headed golden lion. Its body was not very large, but it was covered with golden scales, like gold pouring, bursting with dazzling golden light.

On the chariot, there were nine extremely beautiful human girls, serving a lion's head and combing the golden mane.

"It's so terrifying. Is he the offspring of the ancient seed? Or the offspring of pure blood creatures?" a young man said tremblingly.

The aura burst out from the nine-headed lion was like a mountain, which was amazing and made Li Xinluo and others tremble.

"Shh, keep silent, don't talk nonsense!" Uncle Li glared at the young man sternly.

No matter what the nine-headed lion is, it is definitely not something they can mess with.

The bronze chariot drove by slowly, but suddenly stopped just as he passed by Jiang Yu and others.

Uncle Li's face calmed down, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he had an unknown premonition.

"roar!"

The next moment, a low roar came, and one of the lions raised his head slightly, and his cold eyes looked at the boy who had just spoken.

"Dare to argue with you, he will be the dinner tonight. Take him down!" The coachman glanced at the boy and said indifferently, directly determining his life and death.

Upon hearing this, the boy's face turned pale in an instant, his legs became weak, and he almost knelt down.

"This... fellow Taoist, a child is ignorant and talks nonsense, and I hope to spare his life." Uncle Li also looked ugly and bowed his hand and said.

"Give you a chance to send the boy with your own hands, otherwise you and your group will die!" The coachman was very cold and just glanced at Uncle Li.

"this……"

Uncle Li's face froze.

In the bronze chariot, all the heads of the nine-headed lion were raised, and pairs of scarlet eyes as big as blood moon stared at everyone. The terrifying evil aura swept out, making people tremble.

The monks watching quickly dispersed and were unwilling to be involved.

This is definitely a descendant of a pure blood creature, and an extremely terrifying pure blood creature. Maybe it is a descendant of a king!

"roar!"

The nine-headed lion roared angrily, and the entire Blood Spirit City seemed to tremble slightly.

The coachman was like a knife, with cold eyes and said, "Now you no longer have a chance, everyone will become an adult's supper!"

Hearing this, the monks around him trembled in their hearts.

The descendants of this pure-blooded creature are too domineering and too strong. They will eat more than a dozen young men if they disagree with each other, and they are extremely angry.

This time, even Uncle Li's face turned pale.

They never said anything strange, but were curious about the identity of the nine-headed lion, but they were killed.

Just as I entered the Blood Spirit City, I didn't even see the figure of the cruel child and fell into the lion's mouth and became dinner.

"Hmph, the dog depends on the power of others!"

Jiang Yu couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he stepped forward, protected Uncle Li and others behind him, looked at the coachman, and sarcastically said: "As a human race, he is a lackey for the descendants of pure blood creatures, and you have thrown away your ancestors' faces!"

Then, he looked at the nine-headed lion in the bronze chariot and said, "It's just a different kind of lion. Is it great if it's nine heads?"

"Sooner or later, one day my human genius chopped off and made a braised lion's head!"

As Jiang Yu finished speaking, the whole street fell into a dead silence.

Everyone looked at him in disbelief, and a storm broke out in their hearts!

What is a different lion?
To be continued...
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