The Golden Scale King obviously recognized this old man of the Wood Tribe. When he saw the towering tree under him, he narrowed his eyes.
“So you are their back-up!”
“I am just one of the backbone of the Mu tribe’s revival!”
The old man of the Wood Tribe smiled slightly. He stood on top of the towering tree, with the light beam soaring into the sky behind him. Facing the powerful Golden Scale King, he actually acted very calmly.
The Golden Scale King looked at the old man of the Wood Clan with a look of reminiscence in his eyes. If he remembered correctly, this man had already appeared in the Tianmu Realm when he was relatively weak.
Furthermore, the Golden Scale King had seen him a thousand years ago, but at that time, the aura on his body was not as strong as it is now.
“King of Golden Scales, you have just entered the Great Saint Realm and are no match for me. Do you think it is worth it to conquer the empire?”
The old man of the Wood tribe stretched out his hand, and suddenly several huge figures appeared near the Bloodtooth Mountain Range.
There are giant beasts towering into the clouds, trampling on a mountain range with one foot, and demon wolves covered in colorful magic patterns. Wherever they pass, the void is stained with demonic energy. There is also a red tide. If you look closely, you can see that they are a group of sharp-mouthed monkeys.
, a rat demon with red eyes.
In front of the group of rats is a rat king who stands upright with a rich expression, like a calf.
These three monsters are the other overlords of the Tianmu Realm except the Golden Scale King. However, now that the Golden Scale King has successfully overcome the catastrophe, he is the king of the Tianmu Realm, excluding the old man of the Wood Clan.
“Unexpectedly, you have secretly defected to the Mu Clan!”
The Golden Scale King looked at the three demon kings with a bit of sadness in his eyes. These three people could be considered old acquaintances. When he was very high-spirited and wanted to break through the curse of the Tianmu Realm, he also sought cooperation from the three of them.
“Golden Scale King, we are not you. We are geniuses with the capital to resist. However, for thousands of years, we have sincerely resisted you, but the result is that the curse is still there.
We don’t have much left to live, and we also want to see the outside world, so, Golden Scale King, I’m sorry, we have to do this!”
That giant sky-holding beast slowly lowered its head, and it turned out to be a real roar. It was so huge that just its four limbs reached the sky.
“Huh, there’s so much nonsense. I just want to become the king of the Tianmu Realm. So what if I can’t get out?”
The rat king, who stood up like a calf, chuckled and gave an order. Suddenly, the rat nest surged, and there was even a rat demon from the holy realm in it.
The demonic wolf was silent and did not speak from the beginning to the end, but since he is here, it means that he has accepted the recruitment of the Wood Clan.
The monks of the Expeditionary Empire had smiles on their faces when they saw the Golden Scale King appear, but when the old man of the Wood tribe appeared, his terrifying aura was no weaker than that of the Golden Scale King, causing their expressions to change.
The appearance of three demon kings from the Tianmu Realm made these people even more pale. How could they resist the three demon kings at the level of holy kings?
“What conditions did he give you?”
“We can give you double the amount. Believe me, the strength of the Expeditionary Empire is not comparable to that of the Wood Clan!”
The powerful monk was unwilling to give in and said to the three demon kings that those who could say these words were all of extraordinary status. They were either descendants of a big boss or descendants of strong men from different generations.
However, the three demon kings paid no attention to them at all. What price could set them free?
It’s not like they didn’t try before. If the expeditionary empire could really help them, how could they turn to the Mu tribe?
The powerful Golden Scale King has not left the Tianmu Realm, let alone the three of them?
“Mutuomo, do you think that with three demon kings here, you can win without worry?”
The Eighteenth Prince suddenly spoke at this time, walked out of the crowd, came to the side of the Golden Scale King, and stared at the old man of the Wood Tribe on the towering tree.
Mu Tuomo, Mu Xinyong’s grandfather, a powerful man in the Great Saint Realm, seemed not to have expected that his identity would be called out by a junior like the Eighteenth Prince, and he couldn’t help but be a little surprised.
“After so many years, there are still people who still remember me. You, a little baby of the royal family, are not simple!”
Mutomo was just surprised when his identity was recognized. He had also heard from other people about the eighteenth prince that the youngest prince of the contemporary Expeditionary Empire was gifted in Yibin.
At the same time, it is also one of the targets that the Wood Clan will kill this time!
“It’s not that I’m not simple, do you really think that your plan is so seamless that no one will know about it?”
A mysterious aura emerged from the eighteenth prince, and soon a golden shadow of a blue dragon appeared above the head of the eighteenth prince. A large seal in the shadow of the blue dragon was rising and falling, and wisps of imperial power were dissipating.
“As early as a thousand years ago, the empire discovered your plan, but my father didn’t say anything. The emperor’s ambition is not something you can understand!”
“If that’s the case, why would you bring the imperial troops to the Tianmu Realm?”
The saints of the Youmu Tribe could not help but tremble when they felt the aura of the Imperial Soldiers. These were Imperial Soldiers. Even if their plan succeeded, they would only create a new god like these powerful men.
“My father doesn’t care about your arrogance, but I can’t. I prefer to nip the enemy in the bud!”
The eighteenth prince's eyes were cold and domineering, which shocked countless monks of the Wood clan, as if they saw the future emperor of the clan standing in front of them.
“Hahahaha, a junior who is hundreds of years old also wants to plot against our Mu clan. I really don’t know whether you are too arrogant or your expedition to the empire is too arrogant!”
"You will definitely pay the price for your arrogance!"
Mutomo saw the calm expression of the eighteenth prince, and he actually half believed it.
The plan they had planned for thousands of years was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the emperor who was expedition to the empire. It is a bit ironic to think about it!
Otherwise, it would not be the eighteenth prince who came this time, but the new emperor who went on an expedition to the empire!
“Give up now and offer the Tianmu Fruit. You criminals will join the empire with me. The Mu Clan will still have a chance. Otherwise, you will definitely be greeted by the disaster of annihilation!”
The eighteenth prince is worthy of being the prince of the empire. In this situation, where the outcome is clearly unknown, he has actually begun to face the other side with a victor's attitude.
This is self-confidence, the self-confidence brought to him by a powerful empire that has been strong for hundreds of thousands of years.
At this moment, not to mention the Shimu clan, even the monks who were also on the expedition to the empire, there were many people who felt afraid of the Eighteenth Prince.
There are countless talented people in the imperial royal family. This is just the youngest prince of the imperial royal family. If those princes who are about to become adults come over, it is really unimaginable what will happen.
Some of the monks in the Mu tribe had their eyes turned red.
“So what if you are already prepared? Our Mu Clan has been preparing for so long. How can a little baby like you stop us? Today is your death day, and the Mu Clan will move towards glory because of today!”
Mu Xinyong stood next to Mu Tuomo and said loudly, if there was no expression at this time, the monks of the Mu tribe would be severely hit.
The reason why the Mu tribe is so united is because of the fifty thousand years of hatred and the success of this great plan.
Once successful, they, the Wood Clan, will definitely be able to stand up and become their own masters.
But all this is based on their eventual success. If they fail to succeed, what the Mu Clan is about to face may be exactly what the Eighteenth Prince said, the calamity of annihilation!
“Brilliant!”
“Brilliant!”
“Revenge!”
“Revenge!”
………
Mu Xinyong’s words were like a fuse, instantly igniting the scene. Each of the Mu tribe monks once again returned to their initial state of desperate madness and fearlessness.
“Glory or destruction is not up to you!”
“Golden Scale King, please!”
When the Eighteenth Prince saw this scene, he knew that a battle would be inevitable today. He felt cold and cold, and then said to the Golden Scale King beside him.
“Just remember your promise to conquer the empire!”
The Golden Scale King nodded, no one knew what the agreement was between the Eighteenth Prince and the Golden Scale King, but as soon as the Eighteenth Prince said that, the Golden Scale King went straight towards Mutomo and killed him.
Mutomo is very powerful. The towering trees under his feet quickly withered, and a powerful aura spread across the Bloodtooth Mountains.
The King of Golden Scales transformed into a golden dragon...fish, its scales flashed with golden light, and with a flick of its tail, it shattered the entire void.
Mu Tuomo pointed out, and a vine hit the Golden Scale King. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, leaving a piece of flesh and blood missing from the Golden Scale King's tail.
“Hey, old guy, get out of my way!”
The Golden Scale King let out a cry of pain, then opened his huge mouth, full of sharp fangs, and aimed to hit the vines. He suddenly shook his head and pulled Mu Tuomo over from where he was.
Then a carp jumped up and a train hit Mutomo, knocking out a big bump on Mutomo's back.
“Good guy, is Lao Jin so powerful?”
When Jiang Chen saw this scene, he smacked his lips. At first, he thought that Lao Jin would suffer a loss. After all, he had just advanced to the Great Saint Realm, but his opponent was Lao Yinbi, who had already advanced to the Great Saint Realm for who knows how many years.
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But the Golden Scale King is indeed a legend, and he actually withstood Mutomo's attack.
But although Mutuomo was stopped by Lao Jin, don't forget that there are three fierce demon kings surrounding the Bloodtooth Mountains!
Roar!
Zhenhou roared angrily, and stepped towards a group of imperial monks with his huge limbs. Some semi-saints who could not escape were directly shattered by his terrifying pressure, and their blood splashed into the surrounding mountains.
The eighteenth prince held the Divine Seal and charged towards Zhenhou. His imperial power escaped and he collided with Zhenhou, causing him to fall back hundreds of kilometers.
The eighteenth prince has the blessing of the emperor's soldiers and has no fear in facing a holy king. Even the real roar king may not be his opponent.
“Demon wolf, help me!”
King Zhenhou fought fiercely with the Eighteenth Prince for a while, and suddenly said to the Demon Flame Demon Wolf over there.
The three demon kings are now considered grasshoppers on a rope, so the wolf king did not hesitate, roared, and joined the battle circle.
The imperial army was so majestic that it seemed as if an emperor had really arrived. Although the two demon kings had the cultivation of holy kings, they still felt what it meant to be afraid when faced with the oppression of the imperial army.
The eighteenth prince held the divine seal, and the real dragon roared, knocking the wolf king away. The real roar king took the opportunity to kill, and bit down, swallowing the sky and the earth.
“The sword is coming!”
With a cold shout, King Zhenhou, who was about to devour the Eighteenth Prince, suddenly felt the breath of death, and then reacted very quickly. His huge body instantly became miniaturized, and he escaped into the void with great flexibility.
The next moment, a bright sword light slashed through, swallowing up a piece of void.
King Zhenhou appeared, looking in one direction with frightened eyes, where a woman with a slender and graceful body wearing a black dress was standing with a sword in her hand. The sword was full of energy, and she actually had imperial power.
“There are actually imperial soldiers!”
King Zhenhou roared loudly, feeling extremely frightened in his heart. How could he fight like this? Two imperial weapons were enough to sweep away the three demon kings!
“No, it just smells like an Imperial Soldier, this is not an Imperial Soldier!”
After the fear, King Zhenhou observed carefully and realized that the long sword in Jian Shiqi's hand was not a real imperial weapon, but a forbidden weapon that contained the powerful skills of the emperor.
"Even if you are not an imperial soldier, how many times can you withstand the attack just now?"
Jian Shiqi pointed the tip of the long sword at King Zhenhou and said softly.
This time, King Zhenhou was able to stop questioning him. Not to mention a few words, even one time was enough for him to drink a pot.
“King Zhenhou, the forbidden weapon in her hand can only be used a few times, hurry up and kill them!”
Mu Xinyong’s opponents are other members of the imperial royal family. Since the expeditionary empire has long known the Mu clan’s plan, and the eighteenth prince is leading the team this time, there must be some strong ones among the people who come.
The person opposite Mu Xinyong is a powerful saint. The two of them fight against each other, which is far better than other battles.
“Ho, go ahead, come on!”
King Zhenhou yelled directly at Mu Xinyong to vent his dissatisfaction. He could stand and speak without hurting his back. It was a forbidden weapon. It was also the method left by the emperor. Even if there was only a trace, it was not what he wanted to face.
So, the eighteenth prince and the seventeenth princess of the empire stopped the two demon kings.
However, the remaining demon king was indeed very alert. He had countless demon sons and grandsons under him, and he actually hid directly in the demon group. The terrifying rat tide came and quickly submerged the vicinity of the Bloodtooth Mountains.
"ah!"
“No, run quickly!”
“So many rats!”
Facing the surging rat tide, the imperial monks were all miserable. Quantitative changes led to qualitative changes. With the presence of the Rat King, one of the overlords of the Tianmu Realm, these rat demons received great protection. Coupled with the environment of the Tianmu Realm,
Over the years, the size of the rat colony that has developed can be imagined.
In an instant, it was an apocalyptic scene. Even a saint, surrounded by rats, was in a deadlock.
“Damn it, I can’t even run!”
Erlong cleared away the rat demons with a breath of dragon breath, took the opportunity to take a breath, and then continued to kill the rat demons.
At this time, it’s no longer whether you want to fight or not, but it’s not okay if you don’t fight!
Just as Erlong was crushing these dead rats with his powerful body, his entire dragon body suddenly trembled, like a rabbit being targeted by a powerful natural enemy, and even its movements slowed down a lot.
A mouse the size of a calf appeared behind Erlong, with red eyes and a cold gaze. This stupid dragon actually killed thousands of his little demons in a short period of time. It is really unforgivable!