Zhuo Zui and Cao Ranran were temporarily swallowed by the golden-winged roc, but their lives were saved without killing them.
At this moment, the huge mountain-moving devil ape broke open the belly of the golden-winged roc and rescued the two of them.
The two of them had lost consciousness, but they could not see the scene where Huantianlong turned into a mountain-moving demon ape.
And that golden-winged roc bird died with eyes resting on its face.
In front of the mountain-moving demon ape, the figure of Mr. Wuyun appeared.
"Master Eleven, just leave this place to me."
The Mountain-moving Demonic Ape looked at him, grinned, transformed into the Magic Sky Dragon again, and returned to the Daming Palace.
Mr. Wu Yun, projected by Zhang Dongyun, turned the healing power of Invincible City into the form of elixir and fed it to Zhuo Sui, and Cao Ranran and the others drank it.
The two men recovered from their injuries quickly and regained consciousness.
They were confused at first, then alert.
Then when they saw the huge corpse of the golden-winged roc next to them, the two of them were at a loss again.
Finally, it turned into ecstasy.
The two of them turned to look at the old man in black next to them: "Mr., is it you who killed this monster? Thank you, Mister, for saving your life."
"It is true that I am the one who cured your injuries."
Mr. Wu Yun replied calmly: "The person who killed this monster and saved your lives is Mr. Long."
Zhuo Zui and Cao Ranran were stunned again.
They had heard that there was a Mr. Long in Chang'an City, who practiced the magic method of Magical Dragon Transformation and was very powerful.
But before, everyone thought they were all in the ninth realm.
Who would have thought that Mr. Long would directly kill the golden-winged roc that had transformed into a demon king?
That Mr. Long is at least a demonic master above the ninth level.
Zhuo Zui and Cao Ranran were even more shocked by the mystery and power of Chang'an City.
"The enemy came this time and you lost. It was a crime other than war."
Mr. Wu Yun said calmly: "However, it is you first, you still need to continue to practice hard."
Zhuo Zui looked ashamed, and Cao Ranran stood up and bowed to Mr. Wu Yun: "What you taught me is that there is no limit to learning, and there is still a long way to go to become an old man."
The two of them apologized to Mr. Wu Yun, and after receiving his permission, they said goodbye and returned to the Western Zhou Dynasty.
At this time, at the bottom of the deep valley, the earth and rocks broke open, and a huge tango snake sprouted its head from it.
Meteor stared at the body of the golden-winged roc, with a hint of fear still in his eyes.
However, it is more greedy.
Mr. Wu Yun looked at the other party calmly: "I can see that you have been working hard and performing well these days."
Tang Snake Meteor replied respectfully: "I sincerely follow the teachings of Your Majesty, Mr. Wu Yun and Mr. Zhang."
Mr. Wu Yun nodded: "Although this Dapeng bird is only the Demon King of the first realm, for you, it is a great supplement. Except for a few parts that I have to take away for later use, you can eat them all."
Hearing this, Tan Snake Meteorite was immediately overjoyed.
To him, this was by no means inferior to Chang'an's previous guidance.
He thanked him profusely and watched Mr. Wu Yun take away some of the flesh, bones and feathers of the golden-winged roc.
After Mr. Wu Yun left, Tan Snake Meteor immediately stepped forward to feast.
Mr. Wu Yun returned to Chang'an City with his things.
The great demon with the body of a demon emperor is full of treasures to the human race.
Especially for the current Eastern Xinjiang, this kind of big demon is rare to see in a hundred years, and it is even more rare.
In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun projected Mr. Wuyun to put things away.
Then he turned his attention to the City in the Sky.
There, Ao Kong was letting He Sanyang wake up.
When the boy woke up, he saw Ao Kong who had transformed into Mr. Long.
"Boy, if you fall into the hands of the enemy, will you confess?" Ao Kong said with a smile.
He Sanyang snorted: "I hate rebels the most in my life!"
After hearing this, Ao Kong's smile became softer: "The kid is not bad."
"I'm not loyal to you." He Sanyang whispered: "I am loyal to Chang'an."
Ao Kong didn't care: "As long as you don't become a traitor, I don't care who you are loyal to."
He looked He Sanyang up and down: "I see you've suffered a lot, but maybe it's a blessing in disguise."
At this moment, He Sanyang still felt weak and weak all over his body, and his demonic cultivation seemed to have been ruined.
But he could also feel that the demon blood veins had penetrated deep into his bone marrow, cleansing his marrow and exchanging blood.
This clearly means that he has entered the third realm of magic, the realm of marrow cleansing.
But he couldn't exert any force at all.
"My blood of the Magic Sky Dragon and the Sirius blood in your body cancel each other out, saving your life but also falling silent."
Ao Kong's words explained the doubts in the young man's mind.
"Will I be like this forever?" He Sanyang asked in a low voice.
"What if it is?" Ao Kong's smile faded.
He Sanyang took a long breath: "I want to learn martial arts from others. Although my talent is limited, I hope I can find more ways to make a living."
Ao Kong looked at the other person, and after a while he said leisurely: "If someone else is your master, there is nothing you can do, but I am different."
After that, he didn't care, he stretched out his hand and covered He Sanyang's head with his palm: "Pay attention!"
The power of his demonic power shot straight down from the top of the young man's head.
He Sanyang felt that all the demon blood in his body was boiling.
The Sirius bloodline reawakened and tried to wreak havoc in his body.
However, under the influence of Ao Kong, these demon blood were suppressed, and then gradually condensed in his body.
He Sanyang was stunned, remembering that this was exactly the scene when he was condensing the Huantian Dragon blood seed.
"No one else can do anything about it, but I can teach you how to condense the second blood seed."
Aokong's voice sounded in the young man's ears:
"When others condense the second blood, the first demon blood will cause chaos.
Now if you follow my instructions, you can condense the Heavenly Wolf blood seed and suppress the Huantian Dragon blood seed at the same time.
After the Sirius blood species is formed, the two will merge. This is the second key step. You still have to listen carefully to my instructions.
There must be no oversight at all.
To pass these two levels, the dragon and the wolf will be your help."
Hearing this, He Sanyang quickly closed his eyes and concentrated, acting according to Ao Kong's instructions.
He is indeed a rare genius in the practice of magic, and he quickly mastered the methods taught by Ao Kong.
The master and the apprentice worked together for a day and a night, and finally succeeded.
He Sanyang discovered that not only was the power of his Huantianlong bloodline like an arm again, he could control it freely.
Even the Sirius bloodline, closely related to the Huantianlong bloodline, penetrated deep into his bone marrow to wash his marrow and exchange blood.
The figures of Huan Tianlong and Tian Lang appeared in his mind at the same time.
After finishing his work, He Sanyang looked at Ao Kong with some hesitation.
Not only because he saw Ao Kong's superb magic skills, but also because Ao Kong really had no secrets and devoted himself to cultivating him and saving him.
After a slight hesitation, He Sanyang bowed to Ao Kong: "Thank you... Master."
Ao Kong didn't take it seriously: "Boy, if you want to change your name back to your original name, you must be better than me. Now, you are still far away."
He Sanyang nodded calmly: "Thank you, Master, for your teachings and pointers. I will keep them in mind."
Aokong laughed: "This is so decent!"
He continued to guide the young man's training from the third realm to the fourth realm.
After leaving He Sanyang to work hard on his own, Ao Kong came to Daming Palace.
"I'm sorry, boss, I didn't hold back my hand and beat that stupid bird to death in one go."
Ao Kong said after entering the palace.
Zhang Dongyun said in a casual tone: "It doesn't matter."
Ao Kong was silent for a moment and then asked: "Boss, is Yang Li really dead?"
"I did it." Zhang Dongyun said calmly.
Ao Kong let out a long breath: "It's a pity that Ying Xiao, my man, is not here."
"Whether he is still in Eastern Xinjiang is now doubtful." A girl's voice sounded from the side.
Shen Herong shook his head: "My little sister has been wandering around for several months, but she still hasn't gained anything."
"He went back to Taiqing Palace to bring in reinforcements?"
Ao Kong frowned: "That's not right. It's been so long. I should have brought someone back long ago."
"Don't be impatient." Zhang Dongyun said: "Damn it, I can't live."
Shen Herong and Ao Kong both nodded slightly.
Aokong said at this time: "With this stupid bird and the bald donkey coming last time, it is really not pleasant to let them go deep into the interior. Next, I will go to the place near the desert sea in the west of Eastern Xinjiang. If there are more people Come on, I’ll just push you to death on the beach.”
Zhang Dongyun nodded: "Leave it to you."
"Don't worry, boss." Ao Kong stood up.
Shen Herong said from the side: "Brother Eleven, you should also be careful when you go, beware that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands, and don't show off."
Ao Kong raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, Shen Herong continued: "Now that you are a father, you should not consider us brothers and sisters, but also consider Ying'er."
"...I can't spare it." Ao Kong opened his mouth and finally said in a muffled voice.
Watching him leave the Daming Palace, Shen Herong sighed: "Brother Eleven has re-cultivated his demonic form, and he has a little bit of his original spirit, but I still hope he won't be careless..."
"We are still far from our peak."
Zhang Dongyun said: "However, the eleventh brother has achieved the true form of the devil. When are you going to become a Confucian master again?"
"Little sister, take it one step at a time this time and walk steadily." Shen Herong said with a smile: "However, little sister does have some savings and is ready to stay in seclusion for some time like Brother Eleven."
"Let it go and do it." Zhang Dongyun said.
Shen Herong smiled: "With big brother here, little sister has nothing to worry about."
She bid farewell to Zhang Dongyun and went into seclusion in Daming Palace.
After Zhang Dongyun watched her sit in seclusion, he turned his gaze downwards, through the building barrier, and looked at He Sanyang, who was also practicing hard in seclusion.
In fact, this kid still doesn't know how powerful his master is.
Even though Ao Kong has restrained himself a lot now, he still hasn't shown his true skills at all.
However, Mr. Long's reputation began to spread to Chang'an and even the entire Eastern Xinjiang.
A demon king who captured Zhuo Sui and Cao Ranran, two ninth-level human masters alive, was killed by Mr. Chang'an Chenglong.
In the short time since the news came out, many people suspected it was a rumor.
Ao Kong himself didn't care.
He did not interact with Zhuo Zui, Cao Ranran and other cultivators from the old Zhou Dynasty, and just wandered around the deserted seas in the east and west of Xinjiang.
Perhaps, in his heart, he is hoping to meet Yingxiao and deal with me with his own hands.
Zhang Dongyun also pays attention to external reactions.
His main focus now is on his own construction tasks.
After these days of hard work, the system prompt sounded, which sounded particularly pleasant:
[The city lord successfully improved the agricultural level of the people under his rule. The production of grain, various crops, and agricultural livestock increased. He successfully completed construction task 7.3 and received an upgrade experience reward of 2,000 points.]