"It's you!"
The Golden Scale King obviously knew this old man of the Wood Tribe. When he saw the towering tree under him, his eyes narrowed.
"So you are their back-up!"
"I am just one of the back-up people behind the revival of the Wood Clan!"
The old man of the Wood Clan smiled slightly. Standing on the towering tree, with the light beam soaring into the sky behind him, he actually acted very calmly when facing the powerful Golden Scale King.
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.
Moreover, 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 expedition to the empire?"
The old man of the Wood tribe stretched out his hand and made a move, 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 dyed 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 tribulation, he is the king of the Tianmu Realm, excluding the old man of the Wood Clan.
"Unexpectedly, you have secretly defected to the Wood Clan!"
The Golden Scale King looked at the three demon kings with some 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.
Their former comrades are now kneeling in front of the perpetrators who inflicted suffering on them.
"Golden Scale King, we are not you. We are geniuses with the capital to resist. But for thousands of years, we have sincerely resisted you, but the result is that the curse is still there.
We don’t have long to live, and we also want to see the outside world, so, Golden Scale King, I’m sorry, we have to do this! "
The giant sky-holding beast slowly lowered its head, and it turned out to be a Zhenhou. It was so huge that just its limbs reached the sky.
"Hmph, there's so much nonsense. I just want to become the king of the Tianmu Realm. What can I do if I can't get out?"
The man stood up, and the rat king, who looked 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.
As for the demon wolf, he was silent from beginning to end and did not speak. But since he is here, it means that he has accepted the Wood Clan's recruitment.
When the monks from the Expeditionary Empire saw the Golden Scale King appear, they already had smiles on their faces. However, when the old man of the Wood clan 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 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 monks were unwilling to give in and told 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. At what price can they be freed?
It's not like they didn't try before. If the Expeditionary Empire could really help them, how could they turn to the Wood Clan?
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 defeat Wuyou?"
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 Clan 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 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 that the eighteenth prince, 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 must 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 blue dragon phantom appeared above his head. A large seal in the blue dragon's shadow was rising and falling, and wisps of imperial power escaped.
"As early as a thousand years ago, the empire discovered your plan, but my father didn't say anything. The emperor's mind is not something you can understand!"
"If that's the case, then why would you bring the imperial soldiers to the Tianmu Realm!"
A saint from the Wood Clan felt the aura of the Imperial Armament, and his body couldn't help but tremble a little. This was the Imperial Armament. Even if their plan succeeded, they would only create a new god like these powerful men.
"My father doesn't care about your stupidity, 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!"
Seeing the calm expression of the Eighteenth Prince, Mu Tuomo actually half believed it in his heart.
Their plan, which had been planned for thousands of years, was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Emperor of the Expeditionary Empire. It was 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 opponent 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 expeditionary empire, many people were 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 Wood Clan had their eyes turned red.
"So what if you are already prepared? Our Wood Clan has been preparing for so long. How can you, a little doll, stop us? Today is the day of your death. The Wood 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 Clan 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 surely be able to stand up and become their own masters.
But all of this is based on their final success. If they fail to succeed, what the Mu Clan will face may really be what the Eighteenth Prince said, the disaster of annihilation!
"brilliant!"
"brilliant!"
"revenge!"
"revenge!"
…………
Mu Xinyong's words were like a fuse, instantly igniting the scene. Each of the Mu clan 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 was very powerful. The towering trees under his feet quickly withered, and a powerful aura spread across the Bloodtooth Mountains.
The Golden Scale King turned into a golden dragon...fish, its scales flashed with golden light, and with a flick of its tail, it shattered the void into pieces.
Mu Tuomo pointed out, and a vine hit the Golden Scale King's body. Blood and flesh immediately flew out, leaving a piece of flesh and blood missing from the Golden Scale King's tail.
"Hey, old guy, get out of here!"
The Golden Scale King let out a cry of pain, then opened his mouth full of sharp fangs, aimed at the vines, shook his head suddenly, and pulled Mu Tuomo over from where he was.
Then a carp jumped up, and a train hit Mutomo, knocking a big bump out of Mutomo's back.
"Good guy, is Lao Jin so fierce?"
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. .
But the Golden Scale King is indeed a legend, and he actually withstood Mutomo's attack.
But although Mutomo 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 he has no fear when 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 Wolf over there.
The three demon kings were now grasshoppers on a rope, so the wolf king did not hesitate, roared, and joined the battle circle.
The emperor's soldiers were huge, 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 emperor's soldiers.
The eighteenth prince held the divine seal and roared the real dragon, knocking the wolf king away. The real roar king took the opportunity to kill him, bit down and swallowed the sky and the earth.
"Here comes the sword!"
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 skirt was standing with a sword, her sword energy was flowing freely, and she actually had imperial power emanating from her.
"There are even 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 has the aura of the Imperial Soldier. This is not the 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 stopped. Not to mention a few words, just one 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 expedition empire has long known the Mu clan's plan, and the eighteenth prince is leading the team this time, there must be strong people among the people who come.
The person opposite Mu Xinyong was a powerful saint, and the confrontation between the two was far better than other battles.
"Ho, you can do it, 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, 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!"
"So many rats!"
Facing the raging 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.
"Fuck, I can't even run!"
The second dragon 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 when the second dragon was crushing these dead mice with its powerful body, the whole body of the dragon 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 was really unforgivable!
