It was noon at the moment, and the sunshine in the mountains and forests was strong. The trees in the mountains were lush and green, with no end in sight, rugged rocks, and unique scenery. The gentle breeze blowing in front of her made Shen Lang feel refreshed.
I didn't expect that this independent space could have such a view, which is truly astonishing.
Saintess Yao Yue seemed to sense something, and a trace of chaotic spiritual power from her body passed into her ears. She keenly heard the sound of the mountains and forests ahead, and said: "Mr. Shen, there seems to be movement ahead, we might as well go have a look!"
"Just ask Miss Yue to lead the way."
Shen Lang nodded, and then followed the Saint of Yaoyue, quickly shuttling through the mountains and forests.
Saint Yao Yue still retains a bit of cultivation, which is much stronger than her own perception.
The two of them walked through the mountains and forests for about a hundred miles, and Shen Lang and the Holy Girl Yaoyue found the source of the sound.
In the forest in front of them, there were thirty or forty strong men covered in scales and armor, holding spears, bows, arrows or shields, and they were fighting with a huge bison with red horns on its head. The scene was heated.
The body shape and appearance of these strong men are similar to those of ordinary people. The only difference is that they have fish scale-like scales on their bodies, fish fins on their backs, and their muscles are extremely strong and powerful.
Shen Lang and Saint Girl Yao Yue were not in a hurry to show up. They hid in a tall tree and observed from a high position for a while.
There is no doubt that these "monks" in front of me must be of the local race, otherwise their appearance would not be so weird.
This group of strong men in scale armor either thrust forward with spears or fired arrows, united as one.
"Moo!"
A large number of attacks fell on the red-horned bison, causing the animal's blood to surge wildly and its mouth to let out a thick, pitiful howl.
This bison is different from the beasts in the world. It is five or six feet tall, has rough skin and thick flesh, and is powerful. It is not easy to kill in a short time.
In the blink of an eye, the red-horned bison's eye was hit by random arrows, and a bloody arrow shot out.
"Ouch!!!"
The severely wounded bison roared wildly and rampaged like a tank.
"Pay attention to defense!"
The leader, a strong man wearing sapphire jewelry, shouted loudly.
All the tribesmen set up the giant shields in their hands to resist the collision of the bison. The power of the barefoot bison was so great that many tribesmen were knocked away and their bodies were thrown away.
Seeing that the tribesmen were about to be unable to withstand it, the strong man in the lead threw a strange blue crystal stone from his hand, which hit the bison's body in a flash of lightning.
There was a muffled "thunk" sound, and the crystal suddenly exploded the moment it hit the bison, causing the bison's skin to burst open and its flesh and blood to fly everywhere.
All the tribesmen also threw the blue crystal stones in their arms, like throwing grenades.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
There were bursts of explosions in the mountains and forests, like the ground was shaking.
Shen Lang was amazed when he saw it. This was the first time he had seen such a grenade-like crystal.
After a round of bombardment, the bison finally fell to the ground, covered in blood, and growled lowly.
Just when the tribesmen relaxed their vigilance, the bison suddenly stood up and slammed into the strong man wearing a sapphire ornament on his head.
"Captain, beware!"
All the tribesmen were shocked.
The strong man at the head gritted his teeth, struggled to recognize the spear in his hand, and stabbed the bison in the head, but failed to prevent the bison from hitting it.
The red-horned bison had completely gone crazy, charging like a hill and about to hit the strong man captain.
At this critical moment.
A whistling sound suddenly came from the forest. Shen Lang flew down from the tall trees like a flying swallow. He aimed his sword at the bison's head and gave it a heavy chop!
"Pfft!"
With a muffled sound, the head of the red-horned bison was cut off by Shen Lang with a knife. Blood gushed out from the severed head, and the surrounding broken wood was stained red with blood.
He raised the knife and dropped it, and Shen Lang landed firmly on the ground. The Saint of the Moon followed closely behind and floated to the ground.
The scene of Shen Lang killing the red-horned bison with one sword shocked the tribesmen.
"Aliens!"
When they saw clearly the appearance of Shen Lang and Saint Yao Yue, they all exclaimed in surprise and showed vigilant expressions on their faces.
Shen Lang was about to speak, but the captain shouted: "Quickly capture these two aliens of unknown origin!"
As soon as the roar subsided, everyone raised their spears, held bows and arrows, surrounded Shen Lang and the Saint Girl Yao Yue, and rushed forward, trying to capture them alive.
Shen Lang's face suddenly darkened. Before these strong men could get close, he stretched out his palms and struck out like a phantom, hitting the chests and abdomen of these strong men accurately.
"Boom boom boom!"
In less than a breath, except for the captain, all the strong men were blown away by the wind of Shen Lang's palm and fell to the ground, grinning and unable to get up.
This was because Shen Lang was merciful. Otherwise, these blind guys would have been killed by his slap.
Shen Lang took a step forward, pulled up the strong man captain wearing a sapphire ornament, and said expressionlessly: "I saved your life just now, is this how you treat your savior?"
"You are so hypocritical of the foreigners. No matter what tricks you use, we, the Scale Clan, will not give up even an inch of our territory to you!"
The strong man captain gritted his teeth and roared angrily.
Shen Lang frowned and said: "Don't get me wrong, we are not the native race here, but come from the outside world..."
Shen Lang explained for a while and said that he came from Tianyuanhai and was not a local monk.
"What! These two are actually immortals from the outside world?"
The captain of the scale clan was shocked and looked at Shen Lang and the Saint of Yaoyue repeatedly.
He had indeed never seen a race that looked like Shen Lang and Yaoyue Saint in his native land. Only then did he realize that he had offended the two of them, and kowtowed repeatedly to apologize: "I mistakenly identified the two immortals as foreigners. I have offended many people."
, I’m so sorry!”
When the Lin clan members who fell to the ground heard that they were outside immortals, they all seemed frightened and hurriedly kowtowed to Shen Lang and Yaoyue Saint to apologize.
Seeing this group of people from the Lin tribe suddenly groveling and groveling, with their attitudes changing 180 degrees, Shen Lang and Saint Girl Yao Yue looked at each other, with a trace of surprise flashing in their eyes.
"Those who don't know are not guilty, and the previous offenses will be forgotten. Please tell me, what exactly is this place?" Shen Lang asked straight to the point.
The captain of the Scale Tribe carefully replied: "To tell you what my lord, this world is called the 'Cloud Sea Realm', and our place is Bei Lin Island in the north of the Cloud Sea Realm. Most of the island owners are Scale Tribe people."
"islands?"
Shen Lang was greatly surprised and asked one after another: "What is the landform of the Sea of Clouds Realm like? How many islands are there like this, and how many races are there?"
The Lin clan captain explained: "The Cloud Sea Realm is composed of large and small islands. Our Bei Lin Island is just a medium-sized island in the Cloud Sea Realm. There are thousands of islands like this in the Cloud Sea Realm, and there are many races.
Thousands."
"Do you have an exit from the Cloud Sea Realm? What is the combat power of the strongest race?" Shen Lang directly asked the key point. "This... Legend has it that only the Saints can enter and exit the Cloud Sea Realm at will, and all races except the Saints cannot leave.
Cloud Sea Realm. All the races in our Cloud Sea Realm are dependent on the Saint Clan. The strongest race is naturally the Saint Clan.
That’s it.” The captain of the scale clan said frankly.