The early appearance of the Emperor's Liquid Serum, and its huge scale, can be said to have attracted all the spirits and monsters in the mountains and countryside, as well as in the rural towns.
No spirit is willing to give up such an opportunity.
This is a treasure that can increase one's spiritual conduct, and is something that the spirit sect covets.
Even the thousand-year-old demon can't hold it back.
"Emperor Liujian?"
At this moment, on a hilltop a hundred miles outside Yangzhou City, there is the military camp of Li Liangjin, the king of the Nine Mountains.
After his attack on Jinling City was defeated, his power plummeted. He was so frightened that he did not dare to attack the city again. He only dared to hide in the mountains and claim his hegemony.
At this moment, Hu Hei looked up at the moon in the army, and saw thousands of golden threads hanging down, and the emperor falling into the mortal world. His face was both a little excited and a little gloomy.
"It would be great if all my fox descendants hadn't died." Hu Hei lowered his eyes and sighed.
He has no intention of taking the Emperor's Flow Serum. His path of cultivation has come to an end. He has already committed too many killings in order to take revenge. As soon as the Nine Mountain King Li Liangjin is destroyed, his murderous calamity will come.
What if we add hundreds of years of Taoism?
Thinking of this, Hu Hei returned to the military tent in despair.
In a remote town somewhere on the border of Yangzhou.
The old Black Mountain demon Shihu who left Jinling City occupied this place. When he was sleeping alone at night, he noticed the changes between heaven and earth, and opened his eyes and took a look outside the window.
"Emperor Ooze? It smells so strong of blood. Is it the Emperor Ooze made from the blood of Lord Dongyue? Hey, that old immortal thing still has one more day to live. The power of the Immortal-killing Broadsword is unbearable. I want to borrow it from you."
Li Xiuyuan was killed by his own hands. Do you know the price of calculating me today? The majestic Mount Taishan God was also beaten.
After leaving the mortal world, if you want to return to the Heavenly Palace to assume divine power, you will have to walk a long way."
The old demon from Montenegro sneered in his heart. He was not very interested in such an imperial liquid.
His demon body was beheaded by Li Xiuyuan. Although he was an old demon, he was already a first-class ghost and god. The Emperor's Liquid was of no use to him.
And he didn't want to get involved in the fight between Dongyue Shenjun and Li Xiuyuan.
He had plenty of time to lie dormant, waiting for Li Xiuyuan to suddenly take action and devour Li Xiuyuan when he was at his weakest.
To eat him alone is better than thousands of emperors to bleed.
To be a demon, you have to be patient. I recall the scene when I was a tiger and hunted in the mountains. That year, the mountains were blocked by heavy snow and all animals disappeared. I thought I would starve to death on the Black Mountain, but finally I walked out of the mountains and found myself near a mountain village.
He lay down and pretended to be dead. On the first day, some villagers saw him.
But he didn't dare to come close. On the second day, someone dared to come close but didn't dare to touch him. On the third day, a villager touched him. He still pretended to be dead until the villager tried to lift him up and drag him back.
At that time, he used his last strength to bite off the villager's neck and ate it.
I killed him and survived that winter.
Therefore, if you want to eat people, you have to be patient, and if you want to eat this human saint, you have to be even more patient.
Thinking of this, Shi Hu closed his eyes, took a nap and then continued to sleep soundly.
And in a small pond near the Yangtze River.
Not long ago, during the battle outside Jinling City, thunder struck the pond, causing a huge splash of water. All the villagers who saw it were amazed.
In the pond, a thousand-year-old crocodile lurked in the mud. Its body was torn, its wounds were horrific, and it was almost dead.
"Wha~!"
Suddenly, light burst out, and a person who looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child appeared in mid-air, with an excited expression on his face as he thought about a falling Imperial Essence not far away.
This child is none other than an old crocodile in the Yangtze River who has gained enlightenment and proclaimed himself the King of the Yangtze River.
It is the water god of the Yangtze River.
However, a few days ago, due to a battle with Thunder Lord, he was struck down from the sky by a divine thunder and fell into this small pond. He had no choice but to stay here to nurse his injuries.
Now that Emperor Liujian appears, King Yangzijiang is very excited. With this treasure, what injuries can't be healed?
At this moment, King Yangzijiang's soul left his body and flew to the side of a piece of Emperor's Liquid. He stretched out his hand to grab it and was about to take it. However, the Emperor's Liquid in front of him suddenly flashed and disappeared immediately.
"Where is my Emperor Liujian?" He was shocked and looked around, but couldn't find any clues.
"That's it, I won't look for it anymore. There's another one over there. I'll go get that one."
King Yangzijiang turned around and flew towards another Emperor's Liquid, but when he flew to normal, he suddenly found that the Emperor's Liquid had also disappeared out of thin air.
Not only that, the surrounding golden light falling from the heavenly palace began to disappear quickly one after another.
The King of Yangtze River was immediately furious: "Which shameless person intercepted all the emperor's liquid? If I find him, he will definitely let him taste my death roll."
"Where did the ghost come from? Retreat quickly. This is the territory governed by the saint. We are ordered by the saint to intercept the emperor's fluid. If you want to eat the emperor's fluid, go to Jinling City and ask the saint for one. Don't take it.
Let’s say some slanderous words here.” A dark wind blew through the sky, and I saw a ghost.
Passing by here, he held a few pieces of Imperial Ooze in his hand, which seemed to have been intercepted from a distance.
"The ghosts and gods under Li Xiuyuan's command?" King Yangzijiang's expression changed, but he was staring at the Emperor's Liquid in the hands of the ghosts and gods.
I want to snatch it but I am afraid and hesitant.
The saints in the world are no longer what they used to be. He has eighteen Thunder Lords, ghosts and gods from all directions, and tens of thousands of soldiers and horses under his command. Hearing that he has captured the Dongyue Divine Lord in the Heavenly Palace, the momentum is so great that all the ghosts and gods in the world are shocked.
After hesitating for a long time, the Yangzijiang King finally chose not to take action.
He sighed: "If a mountain spirit like me wants to continue to be at ease, I can only avoid the mountains and rivers and never appear in the world. If I want to seize the emperor and continue to occupy the Yangtze River, this is something the world cannot tolerate."
, If I capture Emperor Liujian today, I will kill all the people under Li Xiuyuan’s command.
Ghosts and gods will definitely lead to death, and I cannot bear the anger of the saint."
The King of the Yangtze River knew very well at this moment that he could no longer return to the past era of commanding a large river and proclaiming himself the water god.
There were only two ways before him, either to practice hard in the mountains and not be stained by the karma of the mortal world, or to be restrained by the saint and take refuge under the saint's command.
It is impossible to imagine that there are no taboos and no one can restrain and govern.
Seeing the emperor's liquid disappearing in the sky, the Yangzijiang King lost his excitement, only hesitation and hesitation.
Finally, at dawn, when the emperor's ooze completely disappeared, the thousand-year-old crocodile in the pond opened its eyes and crawled out of the mire, and then climbed into the Yangtze River.