Chapter 720 Black Vulture

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"Its eyes are like the red moon, and its claws are as big as mountain peaks. Only the four divine birds of purple, white, gold and blue are close to it in terms of size."

The demon tamer thought hard and couldn't determine what kind of demon bird it was, so he could only answer vaguely.

"What are the four divine birds of purple, white, gold and blue?"

Yu Yueyue heard this with interest and asked aloud. After all, she had seen the demon bird herself.

"The four great divine birds, Purple Yuan, White Falcon, Golden Roc, and Qing Luan, are just like the four great divine beasts of your old rival in Warcraft, the Taotie Qiongqi Pixiu and the Suanni, they are all powerful at the level of the God King.

These divine birds and beasts are all proficient in the great supernatural powers of law, heaven, earth, and earth. They appear in different forms in different people, in different places, and at different times.

The demon birds you see may be one of the four great divine birds, but without the strength of the True God and True Holy Realm, you cannot see their true body. "

Ye Congwen nodded and asked on a whim:

"Old man, is your demon tamer headquarters in the imperial capital? When I have time in the future, can I learn the magical skills of taming demon birds from you?"

As soon as these words came out, the demon tamer stared at Ye Congwen as if he was seeing a monster, without saying a word.

"Ye Congwen, you are the only descendant of the founder of the Demon Hunting Guard. How can the future young master of the Demon Hunting Guard become a disciple of the Demon Tamer?"



Xuanyuan Qiu asked in disbelief, isn't this a slap in your master's face? The young master of the Demon Hunting Guard turned to the demon tamer. Doesn't this prove that the Demon Hunting Guard is inferior to the demon tamer?

Even Yu Yueyue and Bian Wanqing winked at the side, telling Ye Congwen not to talk nonsense.

"What's wrong with that? A ruler is long and an inch is short. If the three major gods no longer fight among themselves in the future, once they unite, and we don't know the secret of taming demon birds and controlling strange scales, then I will hunt demons. Wouldn't Wei be caught off guard by them?

Which is more important, life or face? "

Ye Congwen retorted disdainfully, saying that those who have many young masters are the property of the Xuanyuan royal family. Due to the huge expenses of the Demon Hunting Guard, the court cut off its food and salary for half a year, and the team members below will rebel immediately.

Little Lord? In the event of a riot, what should I do if I take the young master's sacrificial flag? It doesn’t matter if you don’t want a flashy name.

"Deputy Commander Ye, you are a bit unfounded. The three major protoss have been fighting for thousands of years. How can there be any possibility of resolving the hatred accumulated over generations?"

Xuanyuan Hen and Xuanyuan Qiu laughed loudly, thinking that Ye Congwen was unreasonable and too cautious.

"If you want to learn the unique skills of a demon tamer, wait until you become a soul refining mage! The threshold for our demon tamers is much higher than that of a demon hunting guard."

The Demon Tamer said proudly, seeming to be very disdainful of the Demon Hunter Guard's low threshold in his words.

"Old man, are you kidding me? With Ye Congwen's copper skin and iron bones, he is not qualified to reach the tenth level of perfection. Is it possible that the minimum standard for you demon tamers is to become a soul refining mage?"

Bian Wanqing asked in surprise, vaguely feeling that there was such a possibility. After all, this old man was a living example. A normal person who has cultivated to the Soul Refining Master realm would be at least one or two hundred years old.

"The girl is quite smart. Yes, the minimum threshold for us demon tamers is the soul refining mage level."

"why is that?"

"Why? If you want to tame the demon bird that flies in the sky all day long, if you don't know how to fly, once you fall from the demon bird, won't you be smashed into four or five petals immediately?

Without the strength of the soul refining mage, it is impossible to fly in the air. "

Everyone suddenly realized that this reason was too simple and rude. No wonder there were not many demon tamers, and they had to start at the Soul Refining Mage level at every turn. There were only a dozen in the entire Hundred Beasts Battlefield detachment!

Xuanyuan Qiu and Xuanyuan Hen saw that the demon tamer stopped talking to Ye Congwen, and the two of them immediately asked about Junshan.

Ye Congwen had no choice but to tell everything about Junshan's encounter with the giant snake with strange scales. The two brothers and sisters could only sigh that Ye Congwen was lucky and had nothing else to say.

The black vulture flew in the sky for ten days and nights, and finally arrived at the imperial capital on a clear and bright morning.

No one needed to remind Ye Congwen that he could tell that right under his feet was the bustling place of fireworks—the imperial capital!

Houses are lined up in rows on the endless plain, and the roads are wide enough for dozens of horse-drawn carriages to pass side by side. The colorful carved beams and painted buildings on the roadside are crowded with tourists. Compared with Lizhou Prefecture, it is at least a hundred times more prosperous!

The black vulture circled down and landed in a secluded place. After everyone jumped down, they looked around and found that they were all coming to the imperial capital on demon birds. people.

Ye Congwen had never been to the imperial capital. The terrain was divided into blocks by roads, just like tofu, and the houses were built exactly the same. Ye Congwen thought that he did not have the ability to remember so many identical streets and road names.

He had no choice but to follow Xuanyuan Qiu and Xuanyuan Hen, leading the three girls to a splendid inn.

"The Genius Gala will be held at the Royal School Martial Arts Field at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Let's go to the Royal Capital Inn to stay and get some rest before going to the competition tomorrow."

Xuanyuan Hen flagged down a carriage and drove the six people to the glittering golden inn in the distance.

"It's such a few steps, why don't we just walk there? It's our first time here, and we can also enjoy the scenery of the imperial capital along the way."

Jia Zhenzhu said dissatisfiedly that although it was cold in the first month, the sun was shining brightly. Wouldn't it be better to walk and bask in the sun?

"The martial arts competition will begin tomorrow. Save your strength for the competition. An elder warned us before we came:

Speaking of evenly matched opponents, the difference between victory and defeat is often only one and a half moves. We walk past, what if our opponents save some energy by riding a carriage and are just a little stronger than us, and we lose?

Be careful with the ten thousand year ship, we two brothers and sisters only have the strength to achieve the perfection of body shaping, but we are no match for those of you who are confident! "

Xuanyuan Qiu retorted with envy, his eyes swept over Ye Congwen and Yu Yueyue, two bronze-skinned and iron-boned Perfection Realm masters, wishing he could exchange identities with them right away.

Jia Zhenzhu said disapprovingly:

"You two brothers and sisters are too cautious. You are not afraid of me, a third-level body shaping and shaping warlock. You two are two or three levels higher at least. What do you have to be afraid of?"

"That's natural. I have no chance to attend the Chaos Academy anyway. Who doesn't understand the meaning of breaking a jar and breaking it?"

Xuanyuan Qiu sarcastically said, with Jia Zhenzhen's level 3 perfection level strength, the top fifty people naturally have no hope at all. People who visited the imperial capital for three days basically had this mentality.

Jia Zhenzhu was choked by Xuanyuan Qiu and was speechless. Although she had been prepared in her heart, it felt very uncomfortable to let others say it so nakedly. Without even thinking about it, she replied: "There are times in your life that you must have, but there are no times in your life. Don't force it. If you are afraid of losing, hurry up and take a carriage there. I, Jia Zhenzhen, can enjoy the scenery of the imperial capital by myself!"

Ye Congwen knew that Jia Zhenzhu had little hope of entering the Chaos Academy to practice, so she pretended not to care during this period and deliberately focused on having children. In fact, this is just a cover-up. This woman is also eager to get a ranking in the genius event competition, and then go to Chaos Academy to practice for half a year.

It's a pity that time waits for no one. She is neither like Yu Yueyue who used five-color precious medicine to forge a cauldron, nor like Bian Wanqing who was able to reshape her body. Even if there is no shortage of top-quality medicine, there is also a sufficient supply of Netherworld Cold Spring. It's a pity that the time is too short, and being able to advance to the third level of the Body Shaping Perfection Realm is already trying your best.

"Zhu'er, let's go together, the four of us, and take a look at the prosperity of the imperial capital."

When Jia Zhenzhu heard that Ye Congwen was willing to stand for her, her mood instantly improved. She immediately jumped on Ye Congwen's back and let him carry her to see the scenery along the way.

Xuanyuan Qiu Xuanyuan Hen saw Bian Wanqing and Yu Yueyue obediently following Ye Congwen, one on the left and one on the right, talking and laughing, obviously on Jia Zhenzhu's side. With a sneer, he got into a luxurious carriage and drove away.

"Ye Congwen, Xuanyuan Qiu and Xuanyuan Hen are the great-great-great-grandsons of the commander and the legitimate direct descendants of the prince's palace. If we have a quarrel with them, will it be detrimental to our Iron Tower Village in the future?"

Jia Zhenzhu waited for the two of them to go away before asking with a little worry.

"What is the commander's great-great-grandson, a direct descendant of the county prince's palace? Your husband is the only descendant of the Xuanyuan royal family. Compared with their great-great-grandsons with thin blood, the young master of the Demon Hunting Guard is much more noble. It's not enough to give them ten courages. He won’t cause any trouble to our people in Iron Tower Village.”

Bian Wanqing smiled and consoled him, saying that there were so many direct descendants in the Prince's Palace, and it was spread over everyone's head. In fact, the energy that could be used was limited, so there was no need to worry at all.

"Uncle Xiong and Uncle Shi, the patron saint of the Chinese zodiac, destroyed the entire Duke of Liang's palace. We have already formed a feud with the direct descendants of the imperial concubine. You must not offend them. Once there is a chance, they will come to us for revenge. ."

Seeing that Ye Congwen was silent, Yu Yueyue simply spoke out for him. The princess at the dinner table encouraged Ye Congwen to compete for the championship. Didn't she just want to kill Ye Congwen with a borrowed knife?

"Lice are not itchy if you have too many. Last time in Junshan, we tricked the direct descendants of the county prince's family, the heirs of the hidden sect, and the children of the Zhuguo Duke's family. We have already offended everyone. It doesn't hurt to have two more brothers and sisters."

Ye Congwen answered with a smile, and was about to elaborate on the whole story when he suddenly saw a familiar name coming from in front of him:

"Little Chengzi! Why have you been gone for so long? Have you found what Sister Feifei asked you to buy?"

Little orange! Sister Feifei!

These two names were connected together, and Ye Congwen suddenly returned to the scene in the cave more than a year ago.

It didn't matter that she was coerced by Nangong Feifei with a dagger, but this little Chengzi had a bad idea and threatened her with castration, and finally took off both her and Murong Lian's clothes.

If it hadn't been for this ghost girl's bad idea, why would she have been so embarrassed with Murong Lian?

I had vowed to take off this little orange and hang it on the city gate to show the public. Didn't the opportunity come now?

Ye Congwen immediately put Jia Zhenzhu down and slipped towards the maze-like streets in the direction of the conversation between the two.