Chapter 847: One is more unreliable than the other
The stormy waves hit the shore and rolled up thousands of waves.
A sea of blood was churning up and down, with evil aura rising to the sky, and a huge figure inside was looming, exuding a heart-stopping aura.
This sea of blood is hundreds of miles wide. The sea water is scarlet and thick, and the blood mist is filled with strange and eerie sounds. It seems that there are sounds of ghosts crying and howling. It has no roots and origins. It has existed for countless years but it has not dried up.
There are hundreds of people gathered from all directions in the blood sea. The lowest level of cultivation is at the level of a master. It is not easy for any of them to reach this point.
Except for a few scattered people, the hundreds of people around the Blood Sea were vaguely divided into five groups.
Located on a cliff to the east of the Blood Sea, dozens of people stared at the churning Sea of Blood, their eyes full of wildness like hungry wolves.
Most of this group of people were wearing leather armor with scimitars hanging from their waists. Any disturbance in the surroundings would arouse their razor-sharp gazes, and there was a vague sense of military chill.
There were two people standing side by side in front of the group. One of them was a young man, about two meters tall. His muscles were smooth and explosive, and his body seemed to have a metallic luster.
He only wore a pair of leather pants, was shirtless, carried two sheathed scimitars, and had long brown hair braided into braids, which was obviously different from ordinary people's attire.
Next to this young man is an old man wearing an animal skin robe.
This old man was so old that he was on the verge of death. He was so old that he was hunched over and coughing constantly, as if he would die at any moment if he couldn't lift him up.
There are countless blood-colored textures tattooed on his wrinkled skin, which looks extremely weird. He is holding a long black metal stick. There are countless beasts embossed on the long stick. Just standing there gives people a strange feeling.
Incoming breath.
"King Sanluo, have you seen what it is?" At this time, the wild young man looked at the churning sea of blood and said.
The old man coughed and said out of breath: "Eldest Prince, just call me San Luo. You will be the king of the Canglang Dynasty in the future. I just relied on my strength to get the king's favor and made me the king. When
It’s not true. As for the things in the sea of blood, I haven’t seen the details yet, but I have some vague ideas.”
"King Sanluo, strength is the most respected in this world. You are one of the three mainstay kings of our Canglang Dynasty. Your status is second only to your father, and you have been famous for a long time. Who in the whole country does not respect you as King Sanluo? Although I
As the eldest prince, I still have to rely on you, so there is no need to mention the identity... I wonder what King Sanluo has guessed about the thing in the sea of blood?" The young man shook his head and said.
The old man was obviously very comfortable after hearing these words. He no longer struggled with the issue of identity. A smile appeared on his face. He looked at the sea of blood and said, "The thing in the sea of blood may be related to a big shot in the Shenwu Dynasty..."
To the south of the Blood Sea, a group of white-robed men gathered on a hilltop, each holding a sword. The leader was a gray-haired old man with a kind and fairy-like face, looking at the Blood Sea thoughtfully.
"Master, why are we here? I feel the auras of several people around me who are in the same realm as you, Master. Does Master know them?" At this time, a young man in white asked next to the old man with an immortal spirit.
The old man wiped his beard fluttering in the wind and smiled lightly: "I came here because I felt something in the sea of blood. I don't know exactly what it is, but it is extraordinary. As for the other auras in the same realm as mine,
If my prediction is correct, the one in the east should be King Sanluo of Canglang Dynasty, the one directly opposite is King Canghai of Jiang Dynasty, and the one in the north is King Duobao of Dayue Dynasty. As for the distance from us, it is not very far.
The person who is far away alone, if my guess is correct, is another strong man in the human king realm in our Chen Dynasty!"
After hearing that there were so many king-level experts, the young man who asked the question flashed his eyes and said, "Master, is the one not far from us His Highness King Wu?"
"It's not King Wu, it's another one. Hey, the Chen Dynasty is in trouble now, and His Highness King Wu needs to be in charge of the central army." The old man shook his head and said.
The young man nodded, looked up and said, "Master, do they have the same purpose of coming here as you?"
"Perhaps, Feng'er, you are my most promising disciple. Now you have reached the level of Grand Master. You are expected to step into the role of King of Humans and inherit my mantle. From now on, the heavy burden of our Sifang Sword Sect will fall on your shoulders. That person in the sea of blood
This thing is not something you can participate in, but there are several strong people from the younger generation around you. You have a chance to meet them," the old man said with a smile.
"Master, don't worry, I, Beiyue Changfeng, will not lose the reputation of the Sifang Sword Sect," the young man in white said solemnly, looking in all directions, with a hint of challenge in his eyes.
Dozens of miles away from the group, at the top of a dead tree hundreds of meters high, a middle-aged man in black stood quietly on the top of the dead tree, holding a simple long knife in his arms and looking at the sea of blood without saying a word.
He was alone with an indifferent expression. Only when the immortal old man mentioned him dozens of miles away, did he change his gaze and muttered, "I didn't expect this old guy to be here too. I didn't know that he had trained Bei."
How would Yue Changfeng compare with my useless, stupid apprentice?
On the other side, King Canghai of the Jiang Dynasty was also talking to a young man next to him.
Canghai Wang is a woman, and she looks to be only seventeen or eight years old. She has long sea-blue hair, and even her eyes are blue. She is extremely beautiful. She is wearing a long blue dress. She looks like a young girl.
She is already over 300 years old. It can only be said that she is a woman who loves beauty and has the skills to preserve her appearance.
Next to King Canghai is a woman. This woman looks to be twenty-one or twelve years old, but she seems to be more mature than King Canghai.
This woman is extremely beautiful, with long hair like ice and snow fluttering gently. She feels very cold, as cold as thousands of years of ice, and she will shiver just by looking at her.
"Lin'er, don't you say that the younger generation is not inferior to others? There are several good juniors here. If you have a chance to meet them, don't sit back and look at the sky." Canghai King said with a smile.
"Master, my contemporaries have never met an opponent in the Jiang Dynasty. I think the younger generation from several surrounding countries are just like this. My goal is the realm of human kings," Dao Lin said coldly and without expression.
Canghai King smiled slyly and said: "Lin'er, you are just too cold. The purpose of letting you see me is to see if there are any young talents I like. Master, I have long wanted to drink your wedding wine."
Jiang Lin rolled her eyes and seemed to be speechless about her master's character. She curled her lips and said, "Master, I have no feelings for men."
This roll of the eyes was truly charming and incomparably beautiful. The cold Jiang Lin could only show such emotions in front of her master.
Not only does King Canghai look young, his temperament is also speechless. At this time, he exaggeratedly said: "Lin'er, you actually like women? How can this be done? You can't have a baby!"
"Master..." Jiang Lin almost collapsed. This is such an unreliable master...
If unreliability can be divided into levels, then the Duobao King of the Dayue Dynasty should be considered the best.
In the realm of human kings, they are either immortal, sinister, or ruthless. In short, they have a lot of character, but King Duobao is a different kind.
What an alternative method, the word "obscene" is the best way to describe it.
He is 1.6 meters tall but extremely obese, with a trembling voice. His hair is like a chicken coop, his beard is sloppy and uncombed, and his body is covered with jingling odds and ends like those who run a grocery store. He has swords, guns, swords, halberds, shields, long sticks, and bells.
, even the chicken coop-like hair is covered with various accessories, and these fragments look shining and magical, forming a mobile treasure house.
At this moment, he patted his fat belly, and there was a jingling sound on his body. His little eyes looked at a little fat man next to him who was also covered with odds and ends and said: "Disciple, have you seen that there are many fat sheep around? Our master and disciple
I’m going to do a lot of work today, and I’ll rob them of all the treasures they have, so I’ll be proud to wear them when I go out.”
The little fat man looked very cheerful, round and round, with bright little eyes. However, he said in frustration: "Master, there are many talented people around. I'm afraid that if we can't do it, we will be robbed."
"Don't be afraid, they are just a bird with more people. I, master and disciple, have a lot of treasures. If they are piled up to death, they will run away and dig their ancestral graves. Humph," Duobao Wang said carelessly.
"What if I can't run away?" the little fat man asked with a wink.
"I will definitely be able to run away. When the time comes, disciple, you will take the throne. Master, I will avenge you after I run away," King Duobao said with a grin.
Scratching his head, the little fat man said with disdain: "I must have a false master..."
"That's right, call me daddy. I don't have a son yet. How can you call me master as good as calling me daddy?" King Duobao said with a lewd smile.
Boom...
The little fat man kicked King Duobao on the butt and said, "Master, aren't you afraid that my father will chop you to death?"
King Duobao didn't take it seriously, rubbed his butt and said: "It's okay, your father can't beat me, otherwise he would have hacked me to death. After all, I have been to his harem many times and there is nothing I can do about it, hum!"
"Wow, you actually cheated on my dad, I'm going to file a lawsuit," the little fat man said exaggeratedly.
"Come on, it's not like your father doesn't know. Besides, I just took a look and it didn't seem to be any good. Otherwise, your father wouldn't have sent out an army of tens of millions to encircle and suppress me," King Duobao said angrily.
After blinking, the little fat man looked at his unreliable master and said: "What, I am not really your son, am I? Otherwise, why is my father so thin and I so fat? He is as fat as you."
"Go away, you are fat because you are greedy. Look at the young people like you who are not rich and handsome. You are the only one who is fat and obese. It is embarrassing to come out with me. By the way, if you lose weight and look good, go and hook up with someone."
It’s a good idea for a pretty girl to please my master’s eyes.” King Duobao sighed and glanced at his silly apprentice, thinking that he probably had no chance.
"Wow, master, you actually don't even let go of your apprentice's wife. When I can beat you, I will kill you as soon as possible and then find a wife," the little fat man said with a glare.
However, King Duobao no longer bickered with his apprentice, but narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
Not only him, but the other four human king-level experts in the other four directions were all looking in a certain direction...