It turned out that the people of the Imperial Beast Clan had taken a shortcut to pass through the area occupied by the two Class 5 Direbeasts in order to hurry back to the clan to deliver the message. Unexpectedly, as soon as they flew into the valley, the Direbeasts that they had tamed as mounts suddenly shivered, as if they were startled by the aura of some powerful Direbeasts. The three of them also looked out in fear...
'Holy shit, a dragon is rolling in the mud in the valley... '
"Is... is this the crimson dragon?"
One of the late-stage Foundation Establishment Realm disciples cried out in a trembling voice, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
"I... I didn't think it would be so easy... I ran into it just like that?"
The other late-stage Foundation Establishment Realm disciple was also dumbfounded, as if a huge pie had fallen from the sky and smashed into his face.
"Quick... send a message to the Grand Elder and the others..."
On the contrary, the Golden Core disciple reacted faster and hurriedly took out a communication magic tool unique to the Bottomless Ruins. Once activated, a spiritual light soared into the sky, and cultivators within a radius of ten thousand kilometers immediately sensed it. They were less than ten thousand kilometers away from the Immortal Ascension Plateau, so they could send a message to the Grand Elder, Xiong Hu, who was accompanying the Dragon Seeking Clan Leader, Magu, on the Immortal Ascension Plateau, asking him to quickly subdue the crimson dragon.
On the other hand, Fang Xing who was 300m away had instantly become anxious as well. If these bastards were allowed to spread the news, then it would probably alarm the other cultivators. Especially since the Fengtian Clan's territory wasn't too far away. If that clan was alarmed, then all the experts of that clan would swarm out, and it would probably be impossible for him and Crimson Dragon to escape alive. Not to mention being captured, just being entangled with them would be a huge problem.
Therefore, when he saw this scene, he immediately thought quickly, and subconsciously shouted, "Robbery!"
His shout startled the three Imperial Beast Clan members, and they hurriedly turned to look at him.
"Uh... it slipped out of my mouth... I just wanted to say hello..."
Fang Xing blushed. He wanted to say "hello" or "nice to meet you, fellow Daoist", but he didn't expect the word "robbery" to come out of his mouth in a moment of panic. He hurriedly put on a flattering smile, pretending to be pleasantly surprised, and flew up, shouting, "Fellow Daoists of the Imperial Beast Clan, I heard you say something about a dragon. Is that dragon down there? Quick, help... "
Fortunately, the three from Yu Shou Clan were so surprised and delighted that they didn't hear what Fang Xing shouted. When they saw Fang Xing approaching them so excitedly, they thought he was a messenger disciple from a small clan. They didn't pay much attention to him. Instead, they signaled him with their eyes, telling him not to disturb the crimson dragon, who was rolling in the muddy soup down below. Meanwhile, they prepared to activate their messaging treasures.
Meanwhile, Fang Xing approached excitedly and took out his huge black sword. He looked at the valley, eager to fight the valley. The three Imperial Beast Clan members of the three looked on with disdain. The three Clan members out their out that that that that out that that out out out out out out was that that, and they thought, that that out out that were Fang out of the crimson dragon's Clan...
"Whoosh..."
When Fang Xing was 30 meters away from them, he saw that the Golden Core Realm cultivator had already raised his communication magic. Fang Xing couldn't care less anymore. His face suddenly darkened, and golden wings appeared on his back. He used the secret technique of the Roc Clan, 108,000 Swords. His speed increased by more than a few times. At the same time, a wisp of cyan smoke drifted by, and he disappeared.
"Swoosh..."
When he reappeared, he was already behind that Golden Core Realm cultivator, and the black sword pierced into his abdomen.
For cultivators like them, a distance of 30 meters was no different from a very close distance.
Especially when Fang Xing said "I want to capture the crimson dragon", it dispelled their vigilance, and allowed him to sneak up on them.
He showed no mercy. He killed the Golden Core Realm cultivator without even giving him a chance to self-destruct.
The Golden Core Realm cultivator's eyes widened in shock. The hand holding the communication magic tool loosened, and the magic tool fell to the ground. He didn't understand what had happened.
The two Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators also looked at Fang Xing in shock. In fact, they were not shocked for long, and subconsciously took out their magic tools. However, they were caught off guard by Fang Xing, and it was in a situation where he was close to them. This moment of shock was enough to do a lot of things. With a low shout, his figure moved back and forth like smoke. The two Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators fell down the valley like broken logs. The vicious birds they were riding wailed and wanted to escape, but the crimson dragon had already rushed up.
The dragon opened its mouth wide, bit the vicious bird, and directly pulled it down the valley. The dragon head swayed again, and the vicious bird stopped moving.
In an instant, the clouds in the sky became clear, and the sudden threat was finally resolved.
"It's over, it's over. Da Gouzi, you've been f * cking targeted again..."
The crimson dragon bit the vicious bird it was riding, and at the same time, it stared at Fang Xing with its big eyes, not knowing what he was anxious about.
"Get ready to escape..."
Fang Xing laughed bitterly, and patted the crimson dragon's big head.
The crimson dragon tilted its head and glanced at him, then sneezed, as if it didn't care.
When Fang Xing saw this, he felt a little complicated.
Although the crimson dragon was silly, it was still a True Dragon. Outside the Ruins, even in the vast world where Yuanying and Tribulation Transcendence Cultivators existed, even in the Divine Continent where geniuses were as numerous as dogs, and Golden Core Realm cultivators were everywhere, the crimson dragon would be treated as a guest of honor wherever it went. After all, it was the prince of the Dragon Palace of the Cang Lan Sea. Who would be so blind as to casually provoke it?
But who would have thought that in a broken place like the Ruins of End, a dignified dragon would become a big fat piece of meat coveted by everyone...
He was originally a small bandit, but now he had also become a fat sheep in the eyes of others. In the past, he would at least escape after doing something bad, and escape with a clear conscience. But now, he had not done anything, and he was scared to escape because of a sentence... How pitiful!
The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and gradually, another thought arose...
If what the Dragon Seeking Clan Leader said was true, this was the only way to enter the depths of the Ruins of End in thousands of years!
Didn't he enter the Ruins of End for the Supreme Dao Scripture?
And after obtaining the Dao Scripture, shouldn't he consider how to get out?
If he missed this opportunity, would he really have to spend the rest of his life in the Ruins of End?
This thought became more and more intense in Fang Xing's heart, and he could not help but hesitate.
"Uncle said that those who achieve great things should not bother with trifles, why don't I... let Da Gouzi sacrifice himself?"
This thought appeared in Fang Xing's mind like a ghost, and he could not help but look up at the red dragon.
The red dragon was also looking at him, and its large eyes were filled with confusion.
"Damn it, back in the Ghost Smoke Valley, every time I sneaked into the kitchen to eat a chicken drumstick, the one-eyed aunt who cooked would say that I was a good-for-nothing. It looks like I'm destined to not achieve great things, so I still have to do trifles..."
This thought only flashed in Fang Xing's mind for a moment before he shook his head like a rattle drum.
He could not bear to use Da Gouzi's life to exchange for a chance to enter the Primordial Ruins.
"If only I could find that Vermilion Bird..."
Fang Xing muttered to himself, but he felt a little lost.
Others did not know, but he knew that in the Ruins of End, there was a second ferocious bird — Young Master Vermilion Bird!
The Vermilion Bird was also one of the four primordial beasts, so it should be able to dispel the curse.
However, time was pressing, and he had less than a month to prepare before entering the depths of the Ruins of End. How could he convince the tribes of the Ruins of End to give up on the red dragon and search for the Vermilion Bird that not many people had seen before? Furthermore, the Vermilion Bird was not like the red dragon, who was dull and did not know how to change. It was unable to hide its dragon form and human form, allowing others to see through it at a glance.
The Vermilion Bird was sinister and cunning, and it had the ability to transform into human form. How could one find it if it burrowed into the crowd?
Faced with such a difficult problem, even Fang Xing felt that he would not abandon the red dragon and place his hopes on capturing the Vermilion Bird.
"Must I choose one of the two? Why should I... "
Fang Xing was unable to weigh the pros and cons, and his heart was burning with vexation.
After thinking about it, Fang Xing finally confirmed that there seemed to be only one way that would work!
"I have to talk to those old men..."
Fang Xing secretly decided that no matter how difficult it was to find the Vermilion Bird, it was the only way for him.
Da Gouzi was not willing to give up!
Neither was he willing to give up the Daoist Canon!
What else could he say? He had to grab it with both hands, and both hands had to be tough!
He wanted both the fish and the bear's paw, but he could not have both at the same time. He had to f * cking stew them all!
Thinking like this, Fang Xing made up his mind. He was no longer in a hurry, and his head became sober again. Soon, he figured out a feasible plan. He grinned, showing his white teeth, and looked relaxed.
"Da Gouzi, go over there and bring that magic tool over for me …"
Fang Xing lazily ordered Da Gouzi to pick up the magic tool from the Yushou Clan's golden core cultivator's hand. The red dragon didn't understand. It leaped over hundreds of feet, then leaped back and came to Fang Xing's side. With the magic tool in its mouth, it put it in Fang Xing's hand and licked him. Instantly, the red dragon's entire body was covered with saliva...
"Da Gouzi, is your father dead?"
Holding the magic tool in his hand and studying it, Fang Xing lazily asked.
The red dragon put its big head on the ground and stared at him with its big eyes.
"If your father is dead, then let it protect us. If not, your grandfather is also fine. I reckon that your Long family's magic power is quite high even after death. I'm far behind. Although I have nine uncles, without magic power, I can't protect them!"
After talking for a while, he finally figured out the function of the messaging magic tool in his hand. While talking, he poured his spiritual power into the magic tool. "Whoosh!" A spiritual light flew up to the sky. After breaking through the clouds, the spiritual light spread out like fireworks. It emitted a very powerful aura. Within thousands of miles, all cultivators sensed it.
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