The existence of Bai Yujun has improved the luck of the snake demon clan, and with the help of a series of events, he led the snake demon soldiers to work for God to earn rare development opportunities, and worked hard in the cracks to become a new civilization.

Rather than relying on the human race, it is better to be yourself. Snakes are snakes and will not become human.

What makes me what I am today depends on my self-knowledge.

In order to strengthen the snake demon clan, it took two to three hundred years to lay a solid foundation. Today's territory can explode at any time, and after Bai Yujun evolved into the demon king, all conditions have matured.

A snake demon soldier left the Baifu courtyard carrying the blueprint and sent it to the school as quickly as possible.

In the school, the handsome snake demons who are extremely passionate about technology and art immediately started to get busy. Several drawings were followed immediately. The snake demons were excited, feeling that a new era was coming...

In order to go south, 10,000 demon soldiers were specially allocated to recruit countless caravans, go to the south to explore and build camps along the coast. Tie Qiu Xianji Boring personally led the troops. The happiest thing was the merchants. Big moves often mean opportunities.

Baifu is still quiet and elegant.

Qiao Jin walked into the Bai Mansion wearing a light military uniform, walked through the courtyard and came to the study.

"Bai, Qian Chaogui, the commander-in-chief of the Yan Army, has just sent out troops to provoke. The border guards are confronting him. There may be casualties."

Bai Yujun was stunned when he heard the news. He thought for a long time and finally found the relevant memory in the corner of his memory. It is said that Mr. Qian is a speculator who relies on connections to get to the top and his fighting ability is not as good as that of a shrew. He is good at talking and running the country with his words.

"What does the intelligence say?"

"It's very chaotic. Many businessmen with connections to the officialdom said that Grand Master Gao was admonishing the court to alienate us. Grand Master Gao was a supporter of a certain prince, and another competing prince advocated maintaining an alliance with us. Emperor Yan Guo

I haven't decided how to deal with it yet, and Qian Chaogui is a disciple of the prince supported by Grand Master Gao."

Bai Yujun was a little speechless. He was confused and unknowingly involved in seizing the legitimate son. Now he understood everything.

In order to support his master, Qian Chaogui did everything he could to make the relationship worse and hostile. He was ignorant and fearless in launching military provocations. The two sides were bound to have a fight. As long as he took action, it would immediately prove that the relationship had deteriorated, and he could help his master join the competition.

They don't care at all how many people will die, even if the unprovoked hostility leads to war.

Very speechless behavior.

"Haha, I want to stir up trouble but I don't dare to have a serious fight. Teach him a lesson. There is a lot of pressure in the north of Chunyang Palace. I don't want to cause trouble. Let that fool wake up."

"Yes, I understand."

Qiao Jin left, and Bai Yujun rubbed his head, sighing secretly that the power of the Yan Kingdom court was so decentralized that it actually lost control over the border troops stationed on the border. Any prince with no name or status could mobilize them. It would be stupid to act willfully regardless of the consequences.

That afternoon.

Qian Chaogui personally led his troops across the border to provoke.

Suddenly an army of 5,000 demon soldiers appeared and charged into the Yan Army's formation in a sharp-knife blitzkrieg style. They rushed directly to the commander-in-chief Qian Chaogui. He was so frightened that he threw away his flag and ran away under the protection of his master. He abandoned the army and was almost killed by the snake demon.

He was chopped into pieces on the spot, his hard-core soldiers were even bloodbathed, and the rest of the soldiers who had no intention of fighting ran away.

This little thing had no impact on Bai Bai, and he didn't even bother to listen to the battle report.

After a few days of dealing with all the matters in the territory, large and small, and using advanced insights to gently correct the mistakes, there was one thing that needed to be dealt with that had been waiting for hundreds of years.

Bai Yujun remembered that there was a high cliff deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Wasteland, the remains of an ancient divine dragon...

I also used the Golden Dragon Pillar to understand the artistic conceptions of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, clouds, etc., laying the foundation for transforming into a dragon. However, I was too weak to continue studying and comprehending. Now as the Demon King, it is time to go back and take a look.

Life in the White House is peaceful and carefree, but I always feel like I have no time to waste.

At night, there was a heavy rain.

Bai Yujun walked in the rain amidst the dull thunder and the pouring rain, driving the rain clouds to fly to the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The sky was covered with rain, and dragons chased the thunder.

The white figure is particularly obvious when lightning illuminates the dark clouds in the sky...

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The Hundred Thousand Mountains are mysterious to the human race, and the same is true for the monsters living in the Southern Wilderness. Perhaps except for a few monster kings, no monsters know how big the Hundred Thousand Mountains are. For example, those who pay attention to the situation in the Central Plains are only a few meters east of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

There is only one Demon King, but the others are completely uninteresting. They are just too far away.

Keep going.

Rivers, lakes, mountains, streams, waterfalls and clear pools can be seen everywhere. Mountains and peaks have different peaks and rocks. The unique environment has given birth to all kinds of strange creatures. Deep in the mountains is a truly uninhabited land, with no human beings at all.

Only the outer monsters like to eat human flesh, and those inside probably have never heard of humans.

The last time I went deep into the Hundred Thousand Mountains was hundreds of years ago. It took me a long time to hide. Even though I am the Demon King this time, I cannot be too arrogant. Birds and beasts have a strong sense of territory. They must let the other Demon Kings and Demon Emperors know that there is no invasion.

Malice.

We drove for days despite the clouds and rain, and occasionally took a break when we encountered Shuxin Qingtan Waterfall.

As he continued to go deeper, he encountered more and more demon kings and even demon emperors, the number far exceeding imagination. Bai Yujun always maintained a passing attitude to avoid disputes.

The most important thing for a ferocious beast to survive, apart from hunting, is not getting hurt.

Injury will lead to weakness, and weakness means being attacked by natural enemies, defeated and killed. Bai Bai instinctively avoids unnecessary fights. Of course, he will occasionally encounter crazy monsters like honey badgers.

In the valley, I held down a giant centipede with my little hands and beat it violently...

north.

When Bai Yujun traveled to the depths of Shiwan Mountain, countless streams of light from Shenhua Mountain dispersed and flew to various parts of the North, seemingly searching for something. They searched and investigated carefully, and even Western religious leaders were involved.

It is rumored that someone has acquired dragon scales and wants to dig up the dragon's remains in the Far North Icefield. The identity of the scale holder is unknown, the route to the Far North Icefield is unknown, and the time is also unknown.

All Chunyang Palace can do is cast a wide net and search for scales in the northern wilderness.

Back then, the dragon hunters acted without authorization and ambushed the white dragon, severely injuring the white dragon and causing floods to flood the city. Both sides were hurt. Hundreds of years later, the scales dropped during the operation reappeared and became a life-threatening talisman. If you don't do it, you won't die. Drinking and pecking will bring about death.

Destiny...

Very few people know what lies beneath the ice sheet, and vaguely understand the importance of the dragon's remains.

No one can bear the consequences of breaking the seal.

A swamp somewhere in the Northland prairie.

A stream of light passed over the swamp, and the rich aura of Pure Yang Jue made the swamp spirits frightened. Not long after, the sword light that just passed suddenly turned back, lowering its height and flying with the sword close to the water. Chunyang was wearing a white blue-striped Taoist robe.

The doorman's eyes scanned for anything suspicious.

It had just rained, and the weather was gloomy and dim, with no wind, and the large and small swamp puddles reflected the billowing black clouds.

After checking the meadows and sparse bushes, the Chunyang disciple Yu Jian left.

After that, the swamp remained calm. Occasionally, flying insects fell into the water and flapped their wings to fly. Loach-like creatures in the water ate the insects in one bite, stirring up the muddy water.

The stream of light in the sky circled around and flew away, as if it was just a casual glance for the third time.
Chapter completed!