The atmosphere became increasingly tense. The Hundred-Eyed Ape Clan took out sticks, the Blood Eagle Clan dipped their wings in red, and the Thunder Beast Clan gathered together. Lightning intertwined at the tips of the horns, making thunder.
At this critical moment of tension.
Suddenly, a three-legged tripod floated into the sky, blooming with blue flames like water, rippling the Wind Dog Mountain, dispersing the misty clouds and mist, and the dyed top of the mountain was as colorful as the bottom of the sea.
A man was hanging in the air with his legs crossed, carrying cold flames. When the clouds were shining and the fog was disappearing, he looked like a monster Buddha flying across the sky and lying on top of all the tribes.
Sudden!
The giant cauldron suppressed it and fell down.
Boom!
The blue cold flames, like pouring ice, instantly swept across the entire Wind Dog Mountain Peak with the force of a prairie fire.
Boom——!
Boom——!
The three-legged cauldron vibrated and continued to emit gradient blue ripples.
Low above the tripod, stood a young man with stern features and a profound aura. He stood there, his back as quiet as a rainbow glowing with light, and even more like a tribulation sword striking thunder towards the sky.
"It doesn't matter whose land Feng Dog Mountain used to be or which clan it was."
"From today on, I, Shi Shu, am the Lord of Feng Dog Mountain."
The young man looked down and looked like a god.
This appearance attracted all the attention in an instant.
The conflict between the alien races has been temporarily eliminated.
Young people have become the target of public criticism.
god?
No one cares about God here!
The moment the young man announced himself as the Lord of Wind Dog Mountain, a clansman from all the tribes jumped out and launched an attack on the young man with a tacit understanding.
The blood feathers are draped in the sky.
Arc spotlight.
The iron rod transformed into a shadow.
Big arms like a dragon...
The three-legged azure cauldron was in all directions, and the magical light covered up the cold flames and also drowned the young man in the middle.
"clang!"
There was a cauldron sound, and three-color flames burst out from the whirlpool and spread loudly.
Long.
Long.
Long.
Flame clouds bloomed on the top of the Wind Dog Mountain. One person raised the Xuanguang Hammer high and smashed down huge hammer shadows on the ground.
The more than twenty aliens who had taken action previously were already struggling under the impact of the three-color spiritual flames. Now they were hit hard by the giant hammer. As if they were hit by thunder, their aura immediately withered and crumbled.
Some of the feathers are withered, some of the sticks are broken, some of the magic weapons are dim, and more than half of them are like rag dolls that are vulnerable and fall to the ground.
The young man held the cauldron in his left hand and held the hammer in his right hand. The mysterious light trembling from the hammer's surface gradually faded away. His eyes were like a torch. He seemed calm, but it gave those present an invisible deterrent, as if he was about to erupt in the crater of a volcano.
Wind Dog Mountain was completely silent.
The leaders of the various tribes hidden in the formation were all silent. Some looked angry, some solemn, some were surprised, and some had fake smiles... But without exception, they all did not come out of the formation.
The "top of the wave" human race sent a thunderous strike.
"Just get the Xuanguang Hammer, and you will gain divine power."
"That is the Kongqing spirit body. With the level of a monk, he defeated more than twenty geniuses of all races and defeated them. This person's combat power is not inferior to Tiangang."
"That's weird! How could the human race give birth to a blue spirit body?"
"His spiritual body has already been completed, so he has a great chance."
"Three Flames Baoding, I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."
Outside Wind Dog Mountain, a boy was riding on a crane, expressionlessly eating a white and tender arm like noodles, chewing it briefly, and then swallowed it.
"It failed."
The thin clouds turned into golden mountains under the bright sun, and the wind swept away the crane. The paper-like crane and the boy disappeared in the weirdness.
"Ahahahaha~"
Hearty laughter echoed on the top of the Wind Dog Mountain.
In the center of the formation area, a black-robed demon with a bear-like appearance and a leopard-like face walked out.
"Shi Zhenzhuan, it's really better to meet him if he is famous."
The black-robed Demon Dao pinched a few beards on his face and said, "You are worthy of being the disciple of the Lord of the Mountain. It's amazing, it's amazing."
Chen Qingyan turned around and looked at him, "Han Deng is Master's close disciple."
"Oh? Hahaha, sorry, I made a mistake. I made a mistake."
In the words of the strange-looking black-robed demon, foreign leaders with powerful auras and advanced cultivation levels also emerged from other formation areas.
A plump woman with a swaying silver tail first helped up a member of her race who also had a silver tail. After checking her, she coldly said to the young man who had not let down his guard yet:
"Shi Shu, the master of Xianling Mountain has informed us that Wind Dog Mountain will be handed over to you. Don't worry, my Silver Wolf clan will move out of Wind Dog Mountain tomorrow."
"My Thunder Beast clan will also leave tomorrow."
"Hmph, the Hundred-Eyed Ape exited Wind Dog Mountain."
"My blood eagle clan is soaring through the world. Although Wind Dog Mountain is good, it may not be our destination."
As the leaders of various ethnic groups came forward, this farce also came to an end.
In an instant, Chen Qingyan was the only one left in Feng Dog Mountain, which was bustling with activity just a moment ago.
Undoubtedly, this was a premeditated attack.
If you can't catch it, the dignified true disciple won't even be able to enter your own mountain, and the troubles you will face in the future are bound to follow.
Caught it.
It was only recognized, and according to the pre-planned plan, the true legend and other tribes lived together in this mountain.
However, Chen Qingyan not only caught it, but also slapped all the clansmen in the face, showing the majesty and more important potential that a true disciple should have.
As a result, these ethnic groups who previously occupied Wind Dog Mountain had to obey the instructions of the Lord of Xianling Mountain no matter how unwilling they were.
Sending a group of juniors to besiege Zhenzhuan was barely manageable.
If these leaders really dare to take action, there will no longer be a place for them in Xianling Mountain.
The evacuation took place at night.
There are hundreds of thousands of ethnic groups who can leave at any time.
Early the next morning.
There is really only "Shi Shu" left in Feng Dog Mountain, not even a wooden house left for him.
At this point, Shi Shu became the true master of Feng Dog Mountain.
Looking at the messy mountain top, Chen Qingyan's heart did not waver at all, but his face showed uncontrollable excitement.
He first spent half a day taking a rough look around Wind Dog Mountain, and then took out a set of formation flags that were of a relatively high grade, and buried Wind Dog Mountain from halfway up the mountain, and finally arranged it into a set of formations that were as effective as a "fence"
"The mountain-protecting formation.
Finally, Chen Qingyan came to the place where the spiritual veins meet in Feng Dog Mountain.
With just one glance, he could see that it would take hundreds or even thousands of years for this place to become a storm.
However, this is also the place with the most abundant fairy energy in the entire Wind Dog Mountain. It is surrounded by a natural formation formed by heaven and earth. It can be seen that there are signs of stationing in the surrounding area, but no one has set foot in the formation.
Those ethnic groups know very well that they can live in Feng Dog Mountain, but the place where the spiritual veins meet is absolutely out of reach. If they touch it, great disaster will come.
Chen Qingyan observed carefully for a long time, and suddenly he turned his palm over, and a life tablet that only a true disciple had appeared in his palm.
He walked towards the intersection.
The closer you get, the richer the fairy spirit fills the air, and it even has a tendency to turn into liquid.
According to this situation, there must be a fairy pool formed by fairy liquid at the center where the spiritual veins meet.
Suddenly, Chen Qingyan paused. After a moment, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Interesting."