Chapter 1010: The arrogant holy king without seclusion
Bai Jing Teng Jiuxiao and his wife were chatting and bickering while taking care of the map of mountains and rivers that sealed the Holy King Wuyou.
Anu and Bai Lin are also working hard to break through the 41st altar step. The closer to the final step, the more time Anu and Bai Lin spend.
After all, when they got here, neither of them dared to take it lightly. They both needed to temper their divine seas on the steps of the altar to be flawless.
Only those who are completely unafraid of the tyrannical will on the altar can continue to climb the ladder to higher altars.
At this time, all the practicing sects and sects in Zhongzhou were panicking.
It should be that after Holy King Wuyou showed his aura of Holy King in Zhongzhou, all the monks in Zhongzhou knew who he was.
After all, no one is afraid or surprised when they hear the powerful Saint King. To the Zhongzhou human race, these are the top figures in the legend.
Not to mention others, let’s talk about Kong Lujin, Jiufeng Yiyi, Black Wolf and White Wolf who have been hiding in the auction house, these small leaders of the Hell Alliance, as well as the Thunder Beast Thunder Star Great Sage, the Tooth Beast Great Sage and the fifth brother Wu Xiaomeiling who are here.
Er, Miss Hu Qi and others gathered in a meeting hall.
Everyone was sitting around the circular gathering table. No one spoke first, and they all had solemn expressions on their faces.
Seeing that everyone was silent, Wu Xiaomei couldn't help it anymore. She muttered worriedly to herself: I wonder if Anu escaped from the Xuan Nether Realm?
If he was still in the Xuanming Realm, I'm afraid he would be in trouble!
The fifth brother listened to his sister's worried words and couldn't help but said: I asked you to stay away from him but you didn't listen. Now it's okay. I didn't expect that the one who came out to arrest him in the underworld was the powerful Saint King. Now we are one point
There's nothing I can do to help him!
His life or death depends entirely on him. I'm afraid that our auction house will also be implicated by him. I don't know if the powerful Holy King will get angry at us and cause trouble for our auction house?
Kong Lu, Jin Jiufeng Yiyi, Black and White Wolf King and others all had bitter expressions on their faces when they heard this. Even Brother Wu was a little bit out of breath now. It seemed that the name of this Holy King was not just mentioned casually.
When Wu Xiaomei saw that no one was talking, her brother was the only one complaining about Anu.
Wu Xiaomei was also angry and said to her brother: Brother, what time has it been and you are still complaining about Anu? If you don't think of a way, go out and help everyone make a pot of tea and come back to refresh everyone!
When Brother Wu saw that his sister was trying to drive him away, he didn't dare to complain anymore. He held the table with one hand and sat sideways, looking at the table listlessly.
Not to mention these Anu's friends at the auction house were helpless against the sudden appearance of the Holy King Wuyou.
Even some of the monster clan monsters and saint-level strongmen who were sleeping and dormant in the Hundred Thousand Mountains were awakened by the powerful aura released by the Wuyou Saint King to establish his power.
Many great sages of the monster clan came out of seclusion and cocooning, and inquired among themselves to find out which strong person was intending to release the aura of the holy king to deliberately frighten Zhongzhou and the adjacent Shiwan Mountain.
However, these great sages of the monster race usually sleep in seclusion deep in the Shiwan Mountain. Obviously, they cannot find out the specific details and useful information about the Wuyou Holy King in the underworld.
Not to mention that these great sages of the demon clan and the powerful people from all walks of life in Zhongzhou are worried and afraid that the Holy King Wuyou will do something outrageous or cause harm to all living beings.
In an unknown and distant mysterious land, there is a quiet and peaceful farmhouse located in it.
There is also an extremely lush and mysterious large fruit tree growing in the courtyard. A middle-aged man dressed as a farmer is squatting under the fruit tree and lighting a fire by the open-air stove.
As he filled the stove with firewood and wood, he was dissatisfied and protested to the skinny old man dressed as a woodcutter sitting on the wooden pillar on the other side: I am a guest, why should I light the fire, cook, make tea and pour water?
If you want me as a customer to cook, you will eat ready-made food?
The old woodcutter on the wooden pier stroked his sparse goatee and laughed and said: Wrong, wrong, you are the master here and even the entire Xuanming Realm!
After all, I am the guest, okay? It is only right for you to entertain me!
The farmer who was lighting the fire used the white cloth around his neck to wipe away the sweat on his forehead and said: I'm just looking after this place for you.
When our two ancestors of the demon race emerge from the cocoon, I will return to the coalition army. After all, there are many acquaintances there and it is lively.
It's so deserted here just for you and me. There are very few people who can talk to me!
At this time, the old woodcutter smiled and said: It's not easy for you to join in the fun. Someone is coming to the Xuanming Realm to cause trouble. Why don't you go out and take a look?
After all, if trouble occurs, you will be responsible for it!
Upon hearing this, the farmer also raised his head and looked at the Eastern Wasteland hundreds of millions of miles away and the Holy Land of Thunder Mountain where Holy King Wuyou and Teng Jiuxiao Baijin were. He then lowered his head and picked up the fire stick beside him and flicked the flames in the stove.
He Caihuo said listlessly: It's just a small fight, Donghuang and Zhongzhou can solve it themselves.
Otherwise, if I take action, others will say that the big one is bullying the small ones, which will weaken my reputation.
The woodcutter next to him seemed to suddenly remember something when he heard this and said: By the way, what do you think the new Emperor of Heaven and the newly emerged demon girl in Donghuang have and what background they have?
Both of their talents are really not weak. It’s not like they have great potential that can be nurtured by this barren Eastern Wasteland, right?
The farmer who was cooking was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this and said: Hey, hey, what is the barren Eastern Wasteland?
Can you have some knowledge? This is the ancestral home and birthplace of our demon clan.
Back then, our two ancestors of the Demon Clan took our Demon Clan from here and fought so hard that thousands of great clans in the nine heavens and ten lands were defeated and turned south to pay tribute and submit to us!
If it weren't for the two ancestors of our demon clan who were plotted by Heaven and needed to use the treasure land of the ancestral court to nourish their injured bodies and absorb part of the nutrients of the ancestral court, our ancestral court could be said to be the most fertile world in the nine heavens and ten earths. If you don't understand, don't leave.
What nonsense...
When the woodcutter saw that the farmer was trying to squeeze him, he quickly interrupted and said: Stop, stop, stop, stop, you haven't said what happened to the boy from the Eastern Barren Heavenly Emperor and the demon girl?
I always feel that these two people are extremely extraordinary. With my experience and knowledge, I can't see through their detailed identities and background. This is a rare thing.
When the farmer saw the woodcutter's confused look, he smiled proudly and said to the woodcutter: "Give me two of the fruits from your tree, and I will tell you the detailed identities of these two people."
If you knew their identities, you would definitely be amazed!
When the old woodcutter saw that the farmer was interested in the fruit from his tree, he immediately shouted loudly: "My fruit is for people who have great karma with me. They are not worthy of letting me use two fruits."
In exchange for the detailed identities and details of the two of them in your mouth!
Upon hearing this, the farmer replied arrogantly: You must be sure that your fruit is extremely valuable, but you don't know that the true form of the two of them is no worse than the immortal Tao fruit that you and I have cultivated!
When the woodcutter heard what the farmer said, he immediately got excited and said, "Impossible. I am respected by the outside world as the Perfect Treasure Tree. Even the great calamities of heaven and earth cannot help me. How can they two little kids compare with me?"
The farmer deliberately said to him mysteriously: Although you are an indispensable and important figure in our coalition base camp, they are actually the backbone of our coalition's main war faction.
Without them, our demon clan coalition is missing an arm and an eye!
When the old woodcutter heard what the farmer said was so serious, he asked the farmer even more curiously: Stop being so pretentious and tell me, do they have other identities?
When the farmer saw the woodcutter's curious look, he laughed and said: I can't tell you this, it involves the top operational secrets of our coalition forces.
Although you are commanding the rear to help us eliminate disasters and solve problems, help us improve our level of cultivation, and heal the sick and save people, logically speaking, you have no right to know the secrets of our coalition's core combat deployment and related personnel.
When the old woodcutter heard the farmer's amusing tone, he twitched his goatee angrily and cursed at the farmer: You little monkey, your wings are stiff, right?
You have forgotten who you relied on to help you rise when you were young. Ah, now that your yellow lips are gone, you don’t take me seriously anymore, right?
When the farmer saw that the old woodcutter was angry, he hurriedly smiled and said: You see you get angry when you talk, how dare I neglect you!
But you yourself also know that your identity is destined to be the first choice of hostile forces to deal with us.
If you know too many secrets, if, and I say just in case, you are caught by our hostile forces, then the secrets of ours that you know and master will be very important to our coalition forces.
This is a huge hidden danger in terms of personnel and deployment.
As the old saying goes, the more you know, the sooner you die!
The old woodcutter fell silent when he heard this, obviously he also understood his true situation.
After a moment of silence, he raised his head and said lonelyly: If you don't want to say it, don't say it. What you said is not unreasonable. By the way, do you really not care about people from the underworld?
But the farmer got up and hurriedly opened the lid of the steaming pot. Not afraid of the heat, he reached out his hand from the pot and hurriedly took out a steamed bun and started eating it.
While eating and blowing the hot air from the buns, he replied to the old woodcutter: There are too many people who can take care of him, huh, huh, I don't care.
Unless the Lord of the Underworld pops out, I will be interested in competing with him!
Upon hearing this, the old woodcutter ridiculed: The Lord of the Underworld is a majestic ruler of the world, and his realm is at the level of a Dao Lord. Although you are quite powerful in combat, relying on your own bloodline talent, you can often cross levels to fight against powerful enemies, but with your current situation
If you want to fight the Lord of the Underworld with your strength and realm, you will probably lose more than you win.
The farmer ate the steamed buns with great interest and said disapprovingly: It must be difficult for me to beat him by myself. Isn't it you, brother?
Plus you, the Lord of the Underworld can only return in despair where he came from.
Besides, I really made you anxious. If you pick three or five more fruits for me to eat, I will immediately break through to the realm of the master of the avenue. At that time, let alone the master of the underworld, the true body of the heaven will come, and he
You can't bear it, can you?
When the old woodcutter heard this, he immediately cursed at the farmer: It's your grandma's leg! My fruit is the source of the great road condensed by sacrificing his life to cope with the disaster.
I'm reluctant to eat even one myself, but you're on the good side. In order to show off your ferocity, you actually want to eat three or five of my fruits?
You bastard, you are really my blood-sucking parasite. How come I am unlucky enough to meet you, a little monkey? You are born to defeat me. I am so unkind to others, and so unkind to others!
When the farmer saw that the old woodcutter was looking at him with disgust and disdain like the God of Plague, the fragrant steamed buns he was eating felt a little hard to swallow.
Haha, I'm sorry everyone. I have to be busy with things and work during this period, so I often interrupt updates or even stop updating them for a month or two, which directly leads to the unfinishing of this book.
But even though it's unfinished, I want to tell you that even if it's unfinished, it won't be cut off. I will definitely work hard to write the second half, and I will definitely make the second half better and more interesting.
There may be frequent interruptions, but I promise that I will finish the second half, and it may take a little longer.
However, I plan to write three to five million words in the second half of the book, and strive to have an ending that will satisfy everyone.
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