The five figures are all in the realm of true kings, three are low-grade true kings, two are medium-grade, and are wearing the attire of a great nation.
Qin Xuan was able to identify the clothing of several people among them, and one of them was the true king of Xiyun Kingdom.
Several figures came cautiously, Qin Xuan sat cross-legged on the red rock mountain, staring at it.
Neither the fire scale beast nor these people have anything to do with him.
Afterwards, Qin Xuan continued to close his eyes and concentrate his consciousness. Soon after, there were deafening shouts of killing and the roars of wild beasts.
There are hundreds of fire-scaled beasts, most of them are seventh-grade desolate beasts, and there are only four or five sixth-grade desolate beasts whose strength is comparable to that of the True Lord.
But how can a wild beast defeat the many magical powers of a cultivator with only its teeth and claws?
Qin Xuan opened his eyes and felt a slight noise. He covered himself with an array to block the sound and cover a hundred meters in radius.
After a full quarter of an hour, the sounds outside seemed to stop, and Qin Xuan didn't care and continued to concentrate on his consciousness.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan opened his eyes again, and a weak roar appeared a hundred meters away from him, touching the formation.
Qin Xuan frowned slightly and looked at the blood-soaked fire-scaled beast. He saw the fire-scaled beast open its mouth slightly and spit out three or four palm-sized, scaleless cubs. They looked ugly, but their eyes were still slightly open.
, a subtle voice sounded from the mouth of the fire-scaled cub.
"The death of your pregnant child has nothing to do with me." Qin Xuan said lightly, and his voice came out and fell in the ears of the golden fire-scaled beast.
The pair of ferocious and weak eyes were full of pleading at this moment. It did not have much wisdom, and no cultivator died in its mouth. But facing this catastrophe of life and death, under the maternal love of a pregnant child, the beast's intuition turned Qin Xuan
As the only chance of survival.
It is not its vitality, but the vitality of the young child born on this rocky mountain.
The fire-scaled beast lowered its head and cupped the four or five cubs who were waiting for feeding. Suddenly, it knelt on all fours and its head hung slightly.
The cub crawled towards the fire-scaled beast, sniffing the scent, while the fire-scaled beast pushed the cub towards Qin Xuan with its head.
Even Qin Xuan couldn't help but sigh softly when he saw this scene.
The fire scale beast let out a low roar, as if praying, and looked at Qin Xuan. In the distance, there seemed to be a sound breaking through the air. Qin Xuan saw the two true kings coming together through the formation.
, the magic weapon is stained with blood, and the scales are stained with broken red.
"Here!" One of them, the True Lord wearing the costume of Xiyun Kingdom, shouted, showing joy.
Immediately, Zhenjun on the side stepped down and frowned.
"Muke, there is someone!"
He stared at the formation and saw Qin Xuan's figure through the formation, with surprise in his eyes.
Qin Xuan also stood up slowly. The golden fire-scaled beast let out a low roar. It turned around and rushed out of the formation. The roar of the beast was shocking.
Qin Xuan looked at the young fire-scale beast, pinched the rune with his hand, inserted it into it, and fed the fire-scale beast with the power of evergreen.
"Forget it, I will use your habitat to condense my consciousness, and I will protect you as a cub just once!"
Qin Xuan spoke slowly, waved his hand, and lifted up the fire scale beast cub in his hair.
Under the runes, the cub seems to be sleeping.
Qin Xuan seemed to be able to see the golden fire-scaled beast guarding the formation and roaring to warn the two true kings.
Muke and another middle-aged true monarch looked at the formation with solemn expressions, "Fellow Taoist, why don't you come out and see us?"
As soon as the sound fell, the formation dispersed, and Qin Xuan slowly walked out holding a Buddhist gift.
"Monks are compassionate, you guys, this is enough!" Qin Xuan sighed softly. He glanced at the golden fire-scaled beast, moved his palms, and the four cubs had already landed on the back of the fire-scaled beast.
"If I plan to save him, I won't save you!" Qin Xuan said lightly. The golden fire-scaled beast paused and turned to look at Qin Xuan.
On the contrary, it was the two true kings, Muke, with cold expressions.
"I wonder which eminent monk from the Western Desert you are?" Among them, the middle-aged Zhenjun in purple slowly spoke out and asked.
: "I am asking for the mercy of the eminent monk for this fire-scaled beast cub, but I am afraid we have used it in the wrong place!"
Muke even shouted coldly: "Bald Donkey, you are no more than a low-grade Nascent Soul. I'm afraid you haven't fully opened the lotus flower in your Dantian, right? Get out of here quickly, otherwise you will be buried with this fire-scaled beast."
When Qin Xuan heard this, his expression was neither annoyed nor angry, and he looked at the guest and the purple-robed True Monarch as if they saw nothing.
There was another sound of breaking through the air, and the other three Dao Lords came with injuries. Apparently, all the fire scale beasts below had been cleaned up.
The three of them were not surprised to see Qin Xuan. Apparently the two Mu Kes had already sent a message to inform them.
The five true kings stood side by side, and in an instant there was tremendous pressure.
What surprised the five people was that Qin Xuan remained indifferent. The five Muke snorted coldly, and a halo of soul appeared behind them, directly suppressing Qin Xuan.
The soul was like five mountains pressing down, straight into Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness, and immediately the eyes of the five people were slightly trembling.
Qin Xuan remained indifferent, as if the spirits of the five of them were just blowing by the breeze.
The five people couldn't help but look at each other, and they all saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.
As the faces of the five people changed, Qin Xuan finally spoke slowly.
"The poor monk is from Da Zi Zai Temple, his name is Unscrupulous." Qin Xuan said calmly, and then he stretched out a finger and scratched it on the ground, causing stone chips to fly and form a line.
Qin Xuan clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Monks are compassionate, and you cannot kill this young beast."
"Even if the Supreme Being reaches this level, he cannot be killed!"
Qin Xuan's pupils turned golden, and there was a momentum gathering behind him.
"roll!"
"What?"
The five people couldn't help but feel angry, especially Muke, whose face was gloomy, "You are looking for death!"
He didn't hesitate and took action directly.
He saw a golden ring appear in his hand, and as he was refining it, the golden ring was like a mountain, pressing directly against Qin Xuan. The Vajra Dharma appeared behind Qin Xuan, and he struck it with his palm.
boom!
The rock mountain shook, and the palm of the Dharma Sign collided with the golden ring, but it was not broken. Then, the light in Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly increased, the Vajra Dharma Sign spoke the Buddha's name, and exerted force with his arms, and actually knocked the golden ring away.
"What are you waiting for? If you get this golden-scaled beast cub, you can tame it into a beast within a hundred years, and its strength will not be weaker than that of the true king." Muke shouted, "Under such circumstances, are you still hesitant?"
The other four people looked at each other in disbelief. With their reputation as unscrupulous, they naturally knew that they were causing trouble in Yunhai City and were being hunted by tens of thousands of people from the Tianyun Sect. However, they never thought that they would now appear in the forbidden land of the Northern Wasteland.
"Do it!" The Purple-clothed True Monarch said, refining the magic weapon in his hand and directly bombarding Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan couldn't help but sigh softly, "Buddha is good, but... a poor monk is forced to become a demon by you!"
"When you enter the underworld, tell the ten kings of hell and millions of ghosts and immortals that those who kill you are the unscrupulous monks of Da Zi Zai Temple. Don't let me lose my reputation as an unscrupulous monk."
Qin Xuan's face looked compassionate, but his eyes were indifferent.
A mere true king, he doesn’t know whether to live or die!