The autumn wind rustled across the sky. Countless monks stood on the top of the mountain, but no one said a word. They just looked coldly at the scene that suddenly happened in the void.
Ye Ming's heart was cold and beating wildly. In his opinion, this was definitely a 'miracle'!
If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of the giant beast, Ye Ming would have been reduced to rubble long ago.
As for Lin Gong and other nine ancient saints, their expressions changed slightly because they all looked at the giant beast!
Recently, an ancient beast has swept through the four major sects in less than half a month. It doesn't matter how many people were injured. The key is to destroy all the teleportation arrays of the four major sects.
People from the four major sects didn’t even dare to let go of a fart, and they even politely sent it away.
The first time this giant beast appeared, the ancient saints from the Void Pavilion and the Scarlet Moon Society were dumbfounded, and immediately their expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed: "It's it!"
Although Lin Gong and others had never seen that ancient beast, they roughly knew what it looked like, and its expression also changed drastically. Could it be that it was here to help that little bastard?
There were countless monks in the audience, but there was no sound at all. Only the cool breeze blew across the sky, carrying a trace of hair.
"boom!"
A moment later, a huge head rushed out of the black hole again. Its eyes like tombs were full of anger, staring at Lin Gong and the others, and roared: "Why are you beating me?!"
Why did I hit you?
The nine people looked at each other. If anyone wants to hit you, it's up to you to find out if you can beat him well.
However, they didn't dare to say this on the surface. This ancient beast took a powerful blow from nine people, but it didn't suffer at all. This shows how terrifying its strength is.
"I'm asking you a question!" Seeing that the nine people didn't answer, the beast got out half of its body again.
Its body was huge. Half of its body was more than 500 feet long, covering the sky with a large shadow, like a huge cloud standing across the sky.
Under the reflection of the sun, the scales on the top exude a cold luster. The top of its head was attacked just now, and there is blood flowing. The huge head is like a small mountain, which is extremely shocking to people's sight.
This is definitely a real old monster!
Its breath is like a boiling furnace, causing the sky to collapse. Wherever it passes, there is darkness. There is no space to condense, and the ground rumbles and shakes.
The feeling it gives people is much stronger than the feeling given by the nine ancient saints, and it is even incomparable.
The moment it appeared, everyone felt that this ancient beast had reached the level of the supreme being.
"Damn it. A bunch of ants dare to beat you, Grandpa Pixiu. Let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
When Pixiu saw that the nine people had not answered, he was furious and slapped his head with a huge paw. Like the sun coming from the world, he came directly in front of Lin Gong.
"Bang!"
Lin Gong mobilized his whole body to resist, but the law was dissolved the moment it touched his claws, and Lin Gong spat out blood and flew backwards.
"What?!"
Countless monks were stunned, and the shock in their hearts could not be greater. Who is Lin Gong? He is an ancient saint!
In today's world, the ancient saints can completely dominate the world, but a person of this level is slapped away by this ancient beast?
This is a completely incomparable battle. The ancient beast looks like a giant, and Lin Gong looks like an ant. They are not on the same level at all!
The ancient saint is half-step to the supreme being. Has it really reached the level of the half-step to the supreme being?
In fact, those ordinary monks don't know that there are three levels in the level of the ancient saints. Lin Gong can only be regarded as having just stepped into the ancient saints, not even the first level.
As for this ancient beast, in their eyes, it is at least the second level of the ancient saint!
Seeing that the huge claws of the ancient beast were about to strike again, Lin Gong quickly shouted: "Senior, stop, we didn't mean to attack you just now, but we wanted to attack the guy standing behind you, but you suddenly appeared, so
talent……"
"Why didn't you fart earlier?"
Pixiu glanced at Lin Gong with his huge eyes, and then, his huge body sprang out of the black hole. It was a thousand feet long, covering the sky, and was extremely domineering!
Ye Ming was standing behind Pixiu, and the Treasure Rat was standing on his shoulder. When he saw Pixiu, the Treasure Rat's little eyes kept moving around, as if he was thinking about something.
Pixiu's huge body slowly turned around, staring at Ye Ming. After a moment, he suddenly looked at Lin Gong and said angrily: "You can't even fart well. It's just a mere Saint Ancestor realm. We need you."
Nine ancient saints jointly attack? Isn’t this fucked up?”
After saying this, all the monks' mouths twitched, including Ye Ming.
Is this what an ancient saint-level figure should say? Aren’t ancient saints supposed to be plain, like an immortal, calm and steady?
"This Pixiu is really to my liking." The treasure-hunting mouse bared its teeth and laughed heartily.
Although the words are a bit ugly, when you think about it carefully, it does make sense. Pixiu doesn't know the whole story. It is impossible to believe that nine ancient saints are besieging the realm of the saint ancestors. Who here has the strength to order?
If the nine ancient saints unite, then it is the only one.
"Bang!"
Pixiu slapped Lin Gong over with his paw, looked at the ancient saints of Void Pavilion and Chiyue Society, and shouted: "Is it because your Grandpa Paixiu brought your teleportation array a few days ago, and you still hold a grudge? I didn't mean to say
Has it passed? I will definitely come and fix it for you when the time comes, is there any need to put up such a formation?"
"No, absolutely not!" He was lying if he said he didn't hate it, and the attack just now was really not an attack on it. The two looked at each other, wanting to cry.
"Pixiu, brother!!!"
At this moment, a howl suddenly reached the ears of all the monks. When they looked for the source of the sound, they all saw the treasure hunter floating towards Pai Yao with snot and tears, especially Lin Gongjiu, with the corner of his mouth
He twitched again and secretly wondered what tricks this dead mouse was going to play again?
"Who is your brother?"
Pixiu glared at the treasure-hunting mouse and said, "It's just a mouse. How can you call me a brother?"
Obviously, Pixiu has a very conceited character. It doesn't appear to help anyone, it just appears angry because it is attacked.
"Brother, hasn't the Pavilion Master told you about me?"
The treasure-hunting mouse kept rubbing its eyes with its little paws, and said in mourning: "The Pavilion Masters and the others have all fallen. They have all fallen in the Emperor Mountain. Woo hoo..."
Pixiu's body trembled, he put down Lin Gong, suddenly grabbed the treasure-hunting rat in his hand, and hissed: "What did you say? Where did the Pavilion Master and the others fall?!"
"It is indeed it!"
The treasure hunter smiled inwardly, but on the surface he still cried: "They fell in Mount Di..."
"Who are you? How do you know that their pavilion masters have died in Emperor Mountain?" Pixiu's eyes widened, and he was very willing to believe it.
It is said that this Pixiu is an ancient monster that was taken in by the Emperor's Pavilion Master when he was a child. He saved his life. When all the staff of the Emperor's Pavilion came to Mount Dishan, they only kept it. Countless years have passed.
, it has grown to its current height, but the people from the Emperor Pavilion have never come back.
In fact, in Pai Yao's heart, he had guessed that they were in danger, but he didn't want to believe that the Emperor's Pavilion was his home, and no one wanted to believe that their home had perished.
"It's true..." The treasure hunter's heart was beating fast. It was really afraid that Pixiu would crush him to death with one of his paws when he got excited. That would be a really useless death.
Everyone looked at the treasure-hunting rat in bewilderment, not knowing what it was doing, including Ye Ming, who was a little stunned.
As for Lin Gong and others, they knew in their hearts that the Treasure Hunter definitely had no good intentions, but they did not dare to say anything. If they angered the big guy in front of them, they would be really in trouble.
"Dead..."
Pixiu murmured to himself, no longer as domineering and arrogant as before, his big eyes were full of sadness and desolation.
"The Pavilion Master said... He asked me to come back to you and let us become brothers. He also said... He said that my strength is low and anyone who dares to bully me will ask you to help me. Wuwu..."
Finally, the treasure-hunting mouse revealed his purpose.
Lin Gongjiu was so angry that he wanted to tear the treasure-hunting mouse into eight pieces. Lan Sheng, the ancient saint of the Lan family, finally couldn't help it anymore and said: "Damn mouse, how can you be qualified with your strength?
Become sworn sworn brothers with Senior Pixiu? Besides, based on your few words, why should Senior Pixiu believe you?"
"Yes, why should I believe you?!" Pixiu was excited and said to the treasure-hunting mouse.
In fact, the character of Pi Xiu is best deceived. The treasure-hunting mouse felt that this was a breakthrough, so he weaved this lie.
"That's all!"
The treasure hunter mouse waved its small paw, and the imperial crown with dazzling golden light appeared in the sky, with red and orange accounting for less than half, and the remaining five small holes.
"Emperor Crown!"
Some people exclaimed that many people here have only heard of the legend of the Emperor's Crown. They know that this is the half-step supreme artifact with the highest attack power in the world, but few people have seen it. When they saw it, they immediately stared.
There was a flash of greed in the eyes of many people. With this crown, Ye Ming used the realm of Saint Ancestor to obliterate saint-level figures. If it were in his own hands, what kind of strength could he exert?
That is a half-step supreme artifact, who wouldn't be tempted?
However, no one dared to grab it, and even greed could only be reflected in the heart. With Pixiu guarding there, whoever goes will die.
Pixiu also stared, his huge eyes full of shock. The Emperor's Crown was the royal treasure of the Emperor's Pavilion. He held the Emperor's Crown in his hand as if he were the master of the Pavilion.
"At that time, the Pavilion Master tried his best to teleport me out and gave me one of the Emperor's Crowns. Unfortunately, my strength was low and I was unable to collect them all." The treasure hunter sighed, really like