The Shura tribe of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, apart from the Celestials, should be the largest in number and second only to the Celestials in power.
But on the contrary, Emperor Shitian seemed to distrust the Shura clan.
Once we reach the thirty-second heaven, it is thought that the heavens and humans guard the gate of heaven and that heaven is governed by the four Vajras. In other words, the sun and moon of Mount Sumeru rise and hang in the sky. The highest height is equivalent to the third level of Mount Sumeru.
Sixteenth Heaven.
These sixteen heavens are equivalent to the safe and unsafe areas divided by Emperor Shitian. If you want to go up from the fifteenth heaven, you have to pass through the tenth heaven, which is guarded by the four kings and the celestial beings.
Viewed from the first heaven of Mount Sumeru, the first to seventh are the territory of the Naga tribe, but the eighth is where the Mohuraka tribe lives. As the number of Mohuraka tribe members decreases day by day, this territory also becomes smaller and smaller.
Later, after the death of the male snake god Mohuluaka, there was only one queen left in the entire Mohuluka clan to support the appearance.
Compared to the Mahulaka Clan, the Shura Clan is relatively large. From the ninth to the fifteenth heaven, the Shura Clan is their territory.
Of course, above the four great Vajras of the sixteenth level, the seventeenth to twenty-first heavens belong to the Garuda clan, and the twenty-first to twenty-sixth heavens belong to the Yaksha clan, a tribe closely trusted by Emperor Shakti.
The twenty-seventh heaven to the thirty-second heaven are all owned by the Celestial Race. From these levels, it is not difficult to discover the status and power of the Celestial Race in the Eight Tribes.
These thirty-two heavens more clearly reflect the Gandharvas and Kinnara gods of incense and song, who seem to have no status at all.
Because none of the thirty-two heavens belong to them, and they are not as good as the Mohuluaka tribe, which has only one expert. But it seems that these gods of incense and songs are accustomed to living in cities and towns where the vassals of the Celestial Race are located.
In the house, I don't mind.
Sangzhu and Jian Wuqi bid farewell to Baishan, and Xue Simei. If they want to return to Mount Xumi, the Shura tribe's area of influence from the ninth level to the fifteenth level, the fastest way is to first go to Jingxi City in Nanzhan Buzhou.
Jingxi City, as Shura's southern province, fights against the dwarves in its sphere of influence, but there is a cave-to-sky teleportation. And the location of this cave-to-sky teleportation is in the state capital of Jingxi City - Pengba Prefecture.
Fortunately, Jian Wuqi can fly with his sword, unlike Baishan, where Xin Xiaoqi has to walk hard.
Not only can you fly with a sword, but you can also take sangzhu for a ride.
I saw that on the broad, simple giant sword, there was a fairy spirit floating in the air. Jian Wuqi in a white gown, holding the swords in his left and right hands lightly, not a very tall body, standing straight and stiff on the giant sword, dark
His face was full of shyness, so that his dark face was shining slightly.
Sang Zhu was dressed in black gauze and her clothes were fluttering. She looked like a fairy standing beside Jian Wuqi with her delicate feet. She had a pair of delicate white hands wrapped around Jian Wuqi's waist, looking at the nervous Jian Wuqi.
, the almond eyes are full of smiles.
Sangzhu smiled and said: "Idiot, do you like me?"
Hearing this, Jian Wuqi immediately muttered: "This, this is not important, as long as, as long as you like me."
Sang Zhu was speechless as she looked at Jian Wuqi's side face, but contentedly, she gently placed her beautiful face on Jian Wuqi's back.
Jian Wuqi suddenly trembled as if struck by lightning.
Sangzhu said amusingly: "Why are you so nervous? We haven't known each other for a day. Besides, if you and I go to the Shura Clan, you may be tested by the Shura Clan?"
"Test? What test? Fight?" Jian Wuqi asked curiously.
"More or less, it might be like breaking through a barrier and going to the Shura Purgatory to practice." Sangzhu said with some worry.
"What are you afraid of when practicing? I like practicing the most. However, I only admire the boss when it comes to practicing. When I met him, I was in material form and he had just established his foundation. Later he moved to the top of the mountain and I was still at the peak of spiritual transformation."
Hearing this, Sangzhu said "Oh": "I didn't expect that uncle is also a wizard in cultivation. Don't tell me, when I first met him, I easily knocked him down. Later, when I wanted to knock him down, I became more and more difficult."
It’s getting harder and harder.”
"Have you ever beaten the boss? However, the boss has been beaten all the way, and he has been beaten often, haha."
Sangzhu looked at Jian Wuqi's sincere smile and thought to himself: "I have never seen such a pure soul and smile."
Suddenly, Sangzhu said with some sadness: "Wuqi, please forgive my selfishness for unilaterally forcing you to come to me. You may have to endure many things with me that you should not bear and may not be able to bear.
But, I really like you like this."
Jian Wuqi shook his head and said softly: "It doesn't matter, I have a sword that can cut off all the troubles in the world."
Sangzhu looked at Jian Wuqi, who was full of confidence and seemed to have a clean sword that shot straight into the sky. He couldn't help but chuckled and said: "Let's see what you idiot can do!"
Just when Sang Zhu looked at Jian Wuqi with deep affection, a strong and domineering voice suddenly sounded: "Who dares to fly slaves in the Shura tribe's territory? You are tired of living, do you want me to cut you off?"
Three legs."
As soon as this person finished speaking, several dark figures suddenly appeared in front of Jian Wuqi.
Jian Wuqi took a closer look and found that these men, whose skins were many times darker than his own, were indeed a bit ugly.
A man with a sharp mouth, a flat head, a thin body, and a pair of cross-cock eyes stared at Jian Wuqi and shouted angrily: "Boy, are you tired of living on the bed? You are running around just after weaning, believe me..."
Before the man finished speaking, Sang Zhu stretched out half of his graceful body from behind Jian Wuqi, looked at the man, and said coldly: "Get out!"
"Sang... Mr. Sang, yes, yes"
"Get out of here, get out of here."
Jian Wuqi looked at the few people in astonishment, and Sang Zhu said disapprovingly: "Did you see it? Landing at the gate of the city, there is indeed a magic circle near the city, so you can't fly."
Jian Wuqi immediately mastered sword control, and Sang Zhu, one white and one black, two beautiful figures, landed at the gate of the city.
Jian Wuqi looked up and saw a large sign on the city gate: "Peng Bazhou."
It turned out that Peng Bazhou had arrived. But he saw the ugly man who had just stopped him in the air, accompanied by a group of similar guards, and respectfully saluted Sangzhu.
Sangzhu didn't even look at it, and walked into the city gate with Jian Wuqi in hand.
"Don't pay the spiritual stone toll?"
"Need not."
Sangzhu pulled Xin Xiaoqi, and every few steps she took, suddenly, a group of black armored soldiers appeared in front of her.
Jian Wuqi was stunned for a moment, drew out the green sword, protected Sang Zhu behind him, and whispered: "Be careful."
Sangzhu chuckled, nodded, looked at Jian Wuqi who was protecting him behind him, and said with full affection: "Don't be nervous, I know this person."
Upon hearing this, Xin Xiaoqi quickly put away the Qingzhi Sword and stood beside Sang Zhu.
As soon as Sangzhu finished her words, she suddenly heard a strong voice in front of her: "Little Sangzhu, are you here to beat the autumn wind, or are you going home?"
"Uncle Wu Ming, judging from what you said, when have I beaten you in the autumn wind?" Sangzhu responded with a smile.
"It's not an autumn breeze, could it be a spring breeze? This spring breeze should be by your side, right?" This man named Wu Ming was wearing thick black armor, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his face was a bit ugly.
Sangzhu smiled and said, "I still can't hide it from Uncle Wu Ming."
Wu Ming looked at Jian Wuqi, his pupils shrank, as if he saw a sword rising into the sky, and he praised: "Good, good, not bad."
"Uncle Wu Ming said it's good, then it's really good. Wu Qi, pay your respects to our Uncle Shura King."
Hearing this, Jian Wuqi immediately bowed and said, "Meet King Shura."
Wu Ming waved his hand, indicating that Jian Wuqi was welcome, and laughed loudly: "Whatever I say, it depends on your father, King Shura, but no matter what, I will support you."
Sangzhu nodded and said, "I am just preparing to go back and explain to my father."
Hearing this, Wu Ming shouted loudly: "Okay, we must prepare for this kind of thing in advance to avoid a long night and many dreams."
Sangzhu nodded and said, "Then let's go back to the thirteenth heaven first."
In Jingxi City, above Peng Bazhou's cave teleportation formation, divine lights flashed across the sky, and Jian Wuqi and Sang Zhu's eyes suddenly went dark.
In the darkness, Jian Wuqi could only be heard asking softly: "Sangzhu, what state is this Shura King in? Your father is also a Shura King? How many Shura Kings are there in the Shura clan?"
In the darkness, Sangzhu said calmly: "There are eight great kings in the Shura clan, and my father is the eldest. His realm should be in the middle stage of Tianyan."
Suddenly, a light flashed in front of the two people's eyes. Sang Zhu looked sideways at Xin Xiaoqi with a beautiful face, and saw Jian Wuqi, who was extremely shocked on the spot and said: "Tianyan realm?"
As soon as Jian Wuqi finished speaking, the sound of "Welcome Princess Sangzhu back to Thirteen Days" suddenly sounded from all around.