The newcomer was too strong!
Fang Xing had seen countless masters in his life. There were unfathomable old monsters like Uncle Gen, who did not seem to have any tricks up his sleeves. There were also mysterious beings like Lotus Girl, whose strength was indescribable. He had even witnessed a fierce battle between Sages. However, no matter how strong these people were, his cultivation was relatively weak at that time, so he could not deeply feel how terrifying they were. Until now, when he stood at one end of the bone bridge and saw a creature slowly crawling over from the other end, he could not help but be alarmed. He held Little Thing in one hand, while his other hand had already quietly moved to his waist, ready to put up a defense at any time, in case the other party rushed over …
The newcomer was also a Surviving Species of the Untainted Land, and it was a standard royal one. It had two horns on its head, and its appearance was ferocious. It was no less than 30 meters tall, like a mountain of flesh. Its eyes were the size of a house, and as its gaze wandered, it emitted a terrifying aura. It slowly crawled over the wide bone bridge. The bone bridge, which was made of white bones that were harder than steel, creaked at this moment, as if it could not bear the burden. A faint breath of fire was puffing out of its nostrils, drifting into the distance, forming a strong gust of wind hundreds of meters away …
It was also the moment he saw it that Fang Xing understood. On this flat wasteland, there was a terrifying gust of wind blowing all year round, sweeping away everything. It seemed that the source of the gust of wind was actually here, and it was caused by the old monster's breath!
Too strong!
With just one look, Fang Xing concluded that this old man most likely had the strength that surpassed the Tribulation Stage!
He even vaguely recalled that there had been a great battle between Sages in Baek Ok-kyung. The Pure Land Saint, Yang Mo, had ridden a Surviving Species of the Untainted Land to battle. Its combat strength was astonishing, and it could almost kill a Sage. And that Surviving Species seemed to be the one in front of him …
"Roar …"
The Mutated Dragon walked over with heavy steps. Everywhere it passed, all the Surviving Species of the Untainted Land turned around and knelt on the ground, growling in a low voice to show their respect.
"Should I call you Divine King, or Dragon King of the Untainted Land?"
In such a large field, only Fang Xing and Little Thing in his arms did not kneel down. Compared to the huge Surviving Species of the Untainted Land, they were not much bigger than ants. However, Fang Xing's face showed no fear. He carefully observed the surrounding environment, and then unscrupulously sized up the Mutated Dragon. He asked with a faint smile, and his tone seemed to be a little mocking.
"Fellow Fang, you should have seen that we invite you with no ill intentions!"
The mutant dragon spoke in human language with a serious expression. He glanced at the Soaring Serpent, who was crawling towards the shore from the lake, and said helplessly, "The Soaring Serpent King seems to have an old grudge against you. He wanted to scare you, but it wasn't my idea!"
"Perhaps you can ask your daughter. Although she is young, we, we, we, and has to say, we," Dragon, Fang, and Xing, and Dragon!
The little silver dragon king by the side also smiled and said calmly.
"Daddy, although Grandpa Golden Horned Dragon King and Uncle Silver Scaled Little Dragon King are ugly, they are very good. Back then, the bad guys descended from the sky and killed many people. It was them and Little Teng Teng who rushed out from the Demon Abyss and killed many bad guys. Then, they brought me here. They even went out to help me find news about mummy and you. It was only until a few days ago that they said that you would pass by here and that you were in danger. I begged them to help you and they agreed. Then, they said that when you passed by, they would definitely bring you here …"
The little guy cupped Fang Xing's face with his chubby little hands and told him everything he knew.
Of course, these words caused the expressions of the Gold Horn King and the Silver Scale King to become slightly unsightly ….
What did he mean by "although they were ugly" …
After listening to it, Fang Xing asked a few more questions in a low voice and finally understood. When he was preparing for the duel with Shao-situ of the Fuyao Palace, the Dragon Lady and the others were worried and wanted to come to watch the duel. However, the little guy was too young and didn't want her to see such a scene, so she stayed in the temporary imperial residence of the Tribulation Immortals Association and arranged for people to take care of her. Later on, the creatures of the God Race descended and the world was in chaos. The Tribulation Immortals Association was also attacked. The little guy was terrified and could only escape under the protection of the disciples who robbed her. However, when the creatures of the God Race arrived, the people around her were all killed. Fortunately, the Flying Serpent appeared in the Demon Abyss with the Surviving Species of the Untainted Land and saved her.
The Flying Serpent was originally obtained by the mother of the little guy in the Xuan Domain. Later on, it was taken away by the Dexterous Sect of the Northern Region of the Divine Prefecture. Fang Xing destroyed the Dexterous Sect and took back the Flying Serpent. From then on, the little guy inherited his mother's Daoist origin and had a bloodline imprint with the Flying Serpent. He was its little master. After Fang Xing stole the Great Cauldron of the Pilgrimage Mountain and escaped, the Dragon Lady brought the little guy to live in seclusion in the South Sea. It was inconvenient to bring the Flying Serpent with her, so under the guidance of the Dragon God, she sent it to the Desolate Bone Palace in the Demon Abyss to cultivate.
During this period, the Flying Serpent and the little guy hadn't seen each other for more than ten years. However, this relationship of blood was not affected. Therefore, when the creatures of the God Race descended, the Flying Serpent was the first to sense the little guy's danger and rushed out to save him.
Of course, the Flying Serpent was loyal to the little guy, but it was different for Fang Xing.
This fellow had grown quite a bit, but it was still vengeful. It still remembered how Fang Xing had beaten it half to death when it was young, and how it had been treated like a dead mouse and hung on his belt. Thus, when it invited Fang Xing, it had a mischievous heart and wanted to take revenge …
Of course, the result was that he suffered another vicious beating!
"The situation was too chaotic at that time, it scared you!"
Fang Xing pinched the little guy's face and looked at the Silver-Scaled King seriously. "At that time, I saw that you didn't have any killing intent. I saw this strange snake and felt the little girl's aura, so I followed you. However, if you really didn't have any ill intentions, why didn't you just tell us the reason? Why did you deliberately put on such a show in front of the Fuyao Palace?"
"I did that because I didn't want the Fuyao Palace to know the true attitude of the Desolate Bone Palace, and secondly …"
The Silver-Scaled King smiled faintly and said, "I have never liked the Human Clan. I also wanted to take the opportunity to see the ugly side of those women …"
"Oh, there's another question …"
Fang Xing nodded and looked at the Golden-horned Old King. He frowned and said slowly, "According to what you said before, the Surviving Species of the Untainted Land have already received the Divine Master's decree and are conferred as the 12 Divine Kings. Is this true?"
He had always been suspicious. He didn't believe that the Desolate Bone Palace was a friend and not an enemy just because of the little guy and the Flying Serpent. After all, when they forced him to come here, they treated him politely. He didn't understand what this group of monsters was planning. The situation was very complicated. Even he couldn't tell if they were friend or foe. Therefore, he simply asked this question based on principle.
Upon hearing his question, the Golden-Horned Old King chuckled and said, "This matter is true!"
"Hmm?"
Fang Xing frowned and looked at the Golden Horned King's face like a sword.
The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became solemn. There was an invisible chilly wind gathering and drifting.
"The Divine Master has conferred me as the Desolate Divine King to guard the Demonic Abyss. This matter is true!"
The Golden Horned King said in a low voice, "I have received his decree. This matter is also true!"
Fang Xing raised his eyebrows. He heard a different meaning from the Golden Horned King's words.
Sure enough, when the Golden Horned King said this, there was a hint of mockery in his big eyes. He laughed coldly and slowly raised his body. He was like a mountain rising into the sky. Fang Xing's eyes darkened for a moment. He blocked the light. The deterrence was almost indescribable. The Golden Horned King looked down at Fang Xing quietly. His voice carried the dignity of a king that couldn't be blasphemed. "But the Desolate Bone Palace's betrayal of Tian Yuan is false. It's also false that they are prepared to work for the Divine Master wholeheartedly …"
"You are pretending to submit?"
Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.
"Hehe, it's hard to tell whether it's true or not!"
The Silver Horned King laughed softly and continued, "The God Race has shown great sincerity and confidence in winning over our Desolate Bone Palace. After all, our Desolate Bone Palace has always been pressured by the Human Race. We have been holed up in a corner of the Demonic Abyss, and it's becoming increasingly difficult for us to survive. Moreover, our hatred for the Human Race is probably deeper than that of the 3,000 Gods who were once Immortal Slaves. To some extent, we are natural allies. We have 10,000 reasons to join hands with the God Race and kill all the Human Race …"
"Even I agree with what you said. But why didn't you do it?"
Fang Xing faintly took over the conversation, and the expression on his face was indeed a little puzzled.
The hatred between the various races that coexisted on the Tian Yuan Continent could not be described with words. The human cultivators, the daemons, the primordial races, the dragons of the Neptunean Sea, and even the buddhists who had different ideologies of cultivation were innumerable. In terms of blood feuds, any two races would have a blood feud. After a million years, who knew how many slaughters and battles had occurred. Who knew how many bones and blood had been spilled. It was impossible to describe all of them …
"For survival!"
The Silver Horned King replied without any hesitation. He was extremely serious. He glanced at the Golden-horned King and only said with a deep voice after obtaining his permission, "In order to obtain the loyalty of our Desolate Bone Palace, the God Race even promised that once they achieved their goal, they would even leave the Tian Yuan Continent and have our Desolate Bone Palace guard the entire continent. In the eyes of others, this is probably the wish of our Desolate Bone Palace for several tens of thousand years. Unfortunately, they're all wrong. The Tian Yuan Continent is no longer suitable for our race to thrive …"
He fell silent slightly when he reached there. He did not finish his sentence before looking at Fang Xing and saying, "All in all, you just need to believe us. The Desolate Bone Palace is unwilling to be slaves, and the conditions that the God Race has offered won't help us either!"
Fang Xing did not get to the bottom of the matter. He only smiled rather strangely and said, "Then why have you come to find me?"
The Golden-horned King slowly made his way over when he heard that. He stared at Fang Xing with his huge eyes and seemed extremely stern. His voice seemed to ring out from everywhere, mysterious and profound, "We need you to do something. Save our race and save the human race!"
His words were far too solemn and far too serious, stunning Fang Xing.
Only after quite a while did he reply. His voice was extremely firm, "Hehehehe … I won't do it!"
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