The conflict between the Fire Qilin and the Golden-winged Roc came to an end as the latter was torn into pieces of minced meat.
As the Golden-winged Roc's ancestral grave, the Fire Qilin was snoring happily. No one knew if it was really unconscious or just sleeping.
In the distance, the fierce beasts and demons that had more or less grudges with the Fire Qilin witnessed the scene of Feng Hao subduing the Fire Qilin. Although their eyes shone fiercely, they did not dare to approach.
"This guy dug up a lot of graves. Those fierce beasts are very unfriendly …" Little Ball glanced indifferently at the depths of the mountain.
"Make them behave. I don't want to fight anymore," Feng Hao said softly.
"Do you feel invincible and lonely?"
The little ball chuckled as it unleashed its aura of the Beast God. In an instant, before those beasts in hiding could even react, they were forced to prostrate on the ground by the aura. Their eyes widened as they broke out in cold sweat.
Roar ~
The fierce beasts and demons screamed like frightened puppies and immediately fled.
The Fire Qilin's recovery ability was indeed very strong. The skull that had been cracked by Feng Hao recovered in a moment, and its aura became stable.
However, the Fire Qilin was still snoring as usual, looking like it would sleep until the end of time.
Ding ding!
Suddenly, Feng Hao's phone showed a call from Zhao Yang. After connecting, Zhao Yang asked tentatively, "Feng Hao, is it done? What kind of demon is it? From Earth or the outer realm? "
"Golden-winged Roc, a fierce beast in Chinese mythology. But now there is no corpse left, so there is no way to give it to the authorities for research." Feng Hao chuckled.
Hiss!
Zhao Yang's gasp came from the other side of the phone. "But … just now we detected two powerful energy balls. In addition to the Golden-winged Roc, there is also a powerful demon."
Feng Hao knew that Zhao Yang was talking about the Fire Qilin. After all, the energy in the Fire Qilin's body was much stronger than that of the Golden-winged Roc.
"The other one is the Fire Qilin. Now that it has become my mount, it will not be a threat," Feng Hao said.
"What …"
Zhao Yang was shocked and said absent-mindedly, "Became, became your mount? Feng Hao, you are really … mighty and domineering. The Fire Qilin is a legendary sacred beast. "
Feng Hao pursed his lips and chuckled. "You called me just to ask about this?"
The other end of the phone pondered for a bit and then said, "China has changed, and all kinds of powerful existences have appeared all over the country. Fortunately, their levels aren't high, and the Cultivation Alliance and the Dragon Group have made a move, so there isn't anything out of control. However … a lot of powerful energy fluctuations have appeared among the ancient cultivation clans. According to the intelligence, they are people with great opportunities …"
"What do you mean?" Feng Hao asked seriously.
"Many legendary holy fruits have appeared in the various holy lands. Many of the genius disciples of the ancient clans have had their cultivation soar. Mount Tai's Holy Mother of Clouds, Wudang's Perfected Zhang, and Qingcheng Mountain's Perfected Tang have all become immortals …"
Zhao Yang's voice trembled. To be able to see cultivators become immortals in his lifetime was simply unimaginable.
If it was before the catastrophe, humans wouldn't know that there were mutants, cultivators, and demons above ordinary people. The so-called immortals were just ascending to become immortals. To put it simply, it was … death.
However, now the three elders of Mount Tai and Big Dipper had actually become immortals.
"Now that such a big change has occurred in China, there are opportunities and dangers. If you have the heart, you can give it a try …"
Feng Hao seemed to have already expected this. Zhao Yang was one of the few mortals he recognized on Earth.
"I have a duty … Let's leave these things to fate … Also, there is one more thing I want to tell you. Right now, all the cultivators of the ancient clans are searching the world for those holy fruits and are preparing to enter the area that appeared underground …"
Feng Hao's expression changed and he said, "Inform all the ancient clans to forbid them from entering these areas."
There were many fierce beasts and demons in these areas, and with the current strength of the ancient clans, it was impossible for them to fight them. Forcefully attacking them would be like throwing an egg against a stone.
Zhao Yang doubtfully asked, "Why? The Holy Fruits of the Ancient race have appeared along with this catastrophe. Wherever a new place appears, there will be these Holy Fruits. This is a chance for all the cultivators. "Zhao Yang was puzzled.
He originally wanted to tell Feng Hao the good news, but from Feng Hao's tone, he could tell that he wanted to stop him. These cultivators' eyes were all red with greed for the opportunity they had obtained.
If Feng Hao tried to stop them by force, the prestige he had built up with so much difficulty would cause dissatisfaction among some of the ancient clans.
On the path of cultivation, only by killing gods and buddhas can one reach the peak of the path of immortals.
Fenghao sneered: "That is because they are lucky and did not encounter the Great Demon Beasts. If their luck is bad, then they will die. If they think that they have the strength to fight against the Great Demon Beasts and Great Demon Beasts, then forget what I said."
On the other side of the phone, Zhao Yang silently pondered and nodded. "Okay, I'll talk to the Cultivation Alliance. However, I can't guarantee that I can stop them. "
"Okay!"
After that, Fenghao hung up the phone. His face was somewhat ugly to behold. These Ancient Race cultivators had encountered such a fortuitous encounter. If they were willing to give it up, Fenghao felt like giving them a silk banner.
However, if they didn't give up and encountered powerful beasts or powerful beasts in the depths of the mountains, their entire clan could be wiped out.
The small ball said, "The cultivators on Earth are no different from those in the outside world. They can't be stopped."
Feng Hao nodded. "I'm not a saint, so I can't endlessly help them. Since I have already warned them, it is up to them whether they believe it or not."
After he finished speaking, Feng Hao patted the head of the soundly sleeping fire qilin and said, "Still pretending?"
The fire qilin didn't move, but its face became distorted as if it was in great pain.
Feng Hao's expression suddenly became ugly. He already knew that this fellow had woken up but was just pretending to be asleep.
Pa!
He slapped the head of the fire qilin and said, "If you still don't wake up, I'm going to give you a taste of my power …"
The pain on the fire qilin's face became even more intense. Its body twitched as if it was suffering from epilepsy.
"Get on the rack and start a fire!"
Feng Hao said in a serious tone.
Swish!
As soon as Fenghao's voice fell, the Fire Qilin immediately stopped twitching and swallowed the white foam at the corner of its mouth. Its bell-like eyes opened and it said, "My old illness is acting up again … Hey, why did you bring so much firewood? Now that this sage is awake, there is no need … Ha, ha, ha … "
The fire qilin's smile was uglier than crying.
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