The top of Lingshan Mountain.
The war of hundreds of tribes has begun, and all the major divine beast races are competing for the ninety-nine divine peaks. The higher the ranking of the divine peaks, the more the demon tribes are jealous. This is related to the situation of the Western Continent in the next 60,000 years.
But the interesting thing is that the higher the ranking, the more popular the mountain, but there are so many ten sacred peaks that very few people compete for.
The numbers on these ten sacred peaks are exactly "one" to "ten", which are the top ten sacred peaks.
The top ten mythical beast races have special significance in the Western Continent. Their clan leaders can become members of the Western Continent's Supreme Council and have the right to make decisions on major events in the Western Continent.
Now among the top ten divine peaks, except for the first divine peak, which is vacant, the other nine peaks are all occupied by the nine supreme clans, and the rankings are as usual.
Garuda, who was on the top of the fifth peak, might have eaten enough, and shouted to Yu Miaomiao on the third peak: "Miaomiao, you are so boring, do you want to play a game of pee and mud with me? I will pee, and you will and mud.”
Yu Miaomiao really didn't want to deal with this guy anymore: "Can you please calm down for a while?"
Hearing this, Garuda showed that mean smile again and said, "Hey, how about you pee, Ni and I can do it too."
"Die to me!"
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"The Xuanhuang Lion's tenth position is no longer guaranteed."
Ao Qi took a look at the situation at the Tenth Peak and couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, several powerful mythical beast races are joining forces to attack the tenth peak. The Xuanhuang Lion Clan guarding the Tenth Peak are fighting bloody battles. Unfortunately, there are too many enemies. The Xuanhuang Lion Clan is outnumbered and has a faint tendency to be defeated.
In fact, this situation is also expected. Not to mention that the patriarch Yanliang is not dead, even if Yanliang is alive, these mythical beast races will still take action against the Xuanhuang Lion Clan. There is no way, who makes the Xuanhuang Lion be at the bottom of the top ten?
Ao Qi did not help the Xuanhuang Lion Clan. Although he had a good relationship with Yanliang, the fate of the clan was at stake now, and it was not the time for him to stand up for whoever he was on friendly terms with.
The beautiful figure in black walked through the air, came to Ao Qi and said: "After Yan Liang died, Xuanhuang Lion became fat, but I am not interested."
Qing Ya Bo.
Ao Qi raised his eyebrows and said, "Qing Yabo, what do you want?"
Qing Yabo sneered and said: "What do you think I want? Ao Qi, our eight-winged black dragon clan has always lived in the shadow of your five-clawed golden dragon clan. After so many years of being the second-best dragon clan, I have long been I’m so frustrated, today, it’s time for my eight-winged black dragon clan to take over the title of Supreme Dragon Clan.”
Ao Qi sighed softly and said, "I think you're thinking shit."
At this moment, Mo Huai from the Ninth Peak came over and said: "Ao Qi, I'm annoyed the most by your sentimentality, like a bitch. Let me tell you, the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Clan belongs to the Nine-Headed Evil Python. My mortal enemy, Ao Qi, I won’t feel at ease even if you don’t die for a day.”
Ao Qi glanced at the two of them and said, "I see... They have been planning to attack our Five-clawed Golden Dragon Clan for a long time."
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"The Kun clan has been the overlord of the sea monsters for a long time. Today, I, the Scarlet Refined Tortoiseshell clan, would like to ask for advice."
Wen Zhong launched a challenge to Yu Miaomiao.
Yu Miaomiao, who had just finished fighting with Garuma, looked at Wen Zhong with a cold face: "Wen Zhong, you don't fight Tian Linglong or the Golden-winged Dapeng, but you choose me, the Kun clan, to fight. What do you think?" Are we, the Kun clan, so easy to bully?"
Wen Zhong chuckled and said: "How dare you, how dare you. Although our Red Tortoiseshell tribe lives in magma, strictly speaking, our tribe is a type of sea monster. The woman from the eight-winged black dragon tribe just now was right. No one wants to be forced to be the second child."
Yu Miaomiao sneered and said to Wen Zhong disdainfully: "You, the Red Refined Tortoiseshell Clan, are only eighth in the district, but you still want to take the third position of my Kun Clan?"
"Haha, I know you look down on me, the Red Refined Tortoiseshell Clan. If this had been 60,000 years ago, I wouldn't have dared to attack the Kun Clan if you had given me the courage, but..."
The smile on Wen Zhong's face began to have a somewhat meaningful meaning.
"The Kun clan today is no better than it was 60,000 years ago."
Sixty thousand years ago, there were countless elites and powerful men of the Kun tribe. The water flooded the Lingshan Mountains and created a legend. All the monsters looked up to them. What kind of glory was that?
Unfortunately, after their glory, the Kun clan could never return to its former peak.
Yu Miaomiao's face twitched, and the anger in his eyes was about to burst out. He stared at Wen Zhong, and after a long time, he squeezed out four words from between his teeth: "You bastard."
Yu Miaomiao is the most taboo about others comparing the current Kun clan with the Kun clan of 60,000 years ago. Although the fact is that the Kun clan of today is indeed no better than those of 60,000 years ago, these words come out of her mouth. It's bad, especially to the ears of Yu Miaomiao, the leader of the Kun clan, it is particularly harsh, as if she, the current clan leader, is so bad.
Garuma became energetic and cheered from the side: "Hey, are we about to start a fight? Miaomiao, come on, I am the leader of your support fan group. You have to believe that justice will definitely defeat evil. Come on, Sailor Moon of Justice!”
This is all nonsense...
"Clan Miaomiao, Wen Zhong has learned the lesson!"
As soon as the words fell, a heat wave set off behind Wen Zhong. The high temperature swept the world and the earth. His eyes were as dazzling as two small suns. Magma erupted from the ground, turning into a basalt-like monster, roaring and suppressing Yu Miaomiao.
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The fourth peak.
The fourth peak is quite deserted, with only Su Yingning and Su Feinian there.
Sophie Nian asked: "Sister, what should we do?"
The Xuanhuang Lion Clan was under siege.
The five-clawed golden dragon clan, the eight-winged black dragon clan, and the nine-headed evil python clan fought fiercely.
The Dakun Clan and the Red Lian Tortoiseshell Tribe also officially started war.
Among the nine supreme clans, only the Thunder Horse clan, the Tian Linglong clan, the Golden-winged Dapeng clan and the Tengu clan did not take action.
Su Yingning didn't answer, but just asked: "Where did she go?"
Su Feinian naturally understood that Su Yingning was asking about Su Bujin's whereabouts. Strangely enough, until now, he still hadn't found Su Bujin's shadow, so he could only shake his head and said, "I don't know. After entering the barrier, , I separated from Miss Bujin."
Su Yingning said: "Then just wait."
"oh."
Su Feinian said oh and said nothing more.
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