The figure of Longjing Beast Emperor appeared in front of the elders of Niya Palace.
The leading elder looked solemn: "Longjing, you are finally willing to show up."
Longjing Beast Emperor did not look at the other party. He only stared silently at the giant cauldron that was devouring the bones and blood of the monster beast.
His expression suddenly changed, and his gaze moved down, landing on a distant sea area.
Outside the desert under the sea, there is a giant transparent fish that looks like a dragon and a whale.
This behemoth is divided into two completely symmetrical halves by a straight line from head to tail.
The two halves of the body slowly turned outwards, and blue-purple electric arcs danced across the sections.
The electric arc became brighter and larger, quickly spreading to the entire body of the giant fish.
There seemed to be a soft "pop" sound in the dark, and the giant fish dissipated without a trace like a transparent bubble that had been popped.
Realizing that his magical power had been broken, Longjing Beast Emperor looked at the people and the giant cauldron opposite him, but made no move after all.
He spoke in a low voice: "It's over."
"You said it's over?" The leader of the elders flicked his sleeves, "Your subordinates are acting recklessly in our territory, causing immeasurable losses to our sect. This account must be settled today no matter what!"
Longjing Beast King still has no unnecessary expression, just like a piece of stone or a piece of wood.
"So, do you want an all-out war?"
The elder paused for a moment before turning his head and exchanging glances with several of his fellow disciples.
Longjing Beast Emperor continued: "You all understand that I alone will not fight with you for no reason."
What he said touched Niya Palace's mind, and the elder said sharply: "Then why are you provoking this sect? Besides you, who else is involved?"
Longjing shook her head slowly: "You also understand that I won't say anything."
The elders all looked ugly.
Longjing added: "I know it's very difficult for you. If you kill me, you will have to pay the price, and it may trigger a greater war between humans and monsters. If you don't kill me, Niya Palace will lose its face."
His voice was deep and he spoke slowly, sounding dull, which was in great contrast with the content of his words.
The elder narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Not bad, so how do you like it?"
Longjing turned her eyes and scanned the boundless ocean with a faint gaze.
"The remaining monsters will all belong to you, plus one of my arms."
After saying that, he pointed his right hand together like a knife and slashed his left shoulder——
Blood splashed, and a shoulder-length arm detached from the body and flew towards the giant cauldron.
Halfway through the flight, his arm flashed with light and turned into a huge fin.
The fins are as big as a flying boat, and the shape is as graceful as wings. Blood is spilled from the fracture, mixed with a little golden light.
Longjing's move instantly calmed the elders. They looked at each other, and no one spoke for a moment.
Longjing's left shoulder muscles squirmed, and the blood flow stopped in a blink of an eye. He glanced at the silent elder of Niya Palace, turned around, took a step, and disappeared in the next moment.
The elders did not stop him.
After a long while, the leader of the elders sighed: "That's it, let's report back to the leader."
…
After Zhui Fengju regained his strength, Jing Yingrong put the fish he caught back into the stream, then rode on Chasing Fengju and continued on his way.
Occasionally, I would meet other monks on the road. They would either pay close attention to the rare sight of a Golden Core monk riding a second-level monster, or they would try to come up to talk to her, or they would want to go with her.
"Fellow Taoist, the second-level monster is too slow. Why not come and take my car?"
A gorgeous incense carriage pulled by two level four monsters passed by Jing Yingrong. The monk above lifted the curtain and smiled flatteringly at Jing Yingrong.
Jing Yingrong: "You're not happy either."
other side:"……"
"Fellow Taoist, how about changing your mount? I am good at controlling beasts, and I would like to give you a mount as a gift. I wonder if you will accept it?"
The fifth-level demon bird pressed the cloud head, and a monk with a high-level magic weapon sat on its back, staring at the mirror Yingrong with burning eyes.
Jing Yingrong: "Are there any level ten?"
other side:"……"
"Fellow Taoist, where are you going? Let's go together if we are on the way."
The flying monk slowed down and asked politely.
Mirror reflects: "Sea of Death."
other side:"……"
The other party looked at her like a dead person.
However, she was still alone.
After arriving at the first city, Jing Yingrong stayed in the city for several days.
Chai Fengju was temporarily placed in an inn, and she wandered the streets.
When I entered a shop to look at the goods, there was a monk next to me who was talking to the shopkeeper.
"Shopkeeper Chen, it's time for your price to be adjusted back, right? Wuyahai's market is about to reopen. If you don't adjust the price back, be careful no one will buy it by then."
"Hey, Wuyahai is far away from here. What does it matter to me whether Fangshi can open or close me?"
"Don't you know it? Ni Ya Palace killed all those monsters and obtained countless materials. In order to recover the losses caused by the closure of the market some time ago, they will definitely sell this batch of materials as soon as possible. If you think about the size and means of Niya Palace, not to mention it will have an impact here, I think the entire business in the world of cultivation will be impacted once."
"Really?" The shopkeeper was doubtful.
The monk curled his lips: "Can I still lie to you? If you don't believe me, ask someone else. By the way, Niya Palace not only killed all the monsters in the sea, I heard that even the Beast King had his arm broken by them."
The shopkeeper shuddered: "So cruel?"
"Is this considered cruel? If it were Taichu Guan, the Beast King would definitely have to keep his life."
"That's right. Oh, forget it, let me take a look at my price. How can I earn spiritual stones if I transfer it back..."
Jing Yingrong left silently.
Jijie Pen: "You used Abao, but only cut off one arm of the Beast Emperor? This is a loss-making deal for Niya Palace, right?"
Jing Yingrong: "Well, so, they didn't go to war with the Beast King head-on."
Ji Jie Bi: "Oh? Is the so-called cutting off one of his arms a lie told by Ni Ya Gong just to save face?"
Jing Yingrong: "It should be the Beast King who took the initiative to cut off his arm."
After a pause, she continued: "He is very smart."
Ji Jie Bi was stunned: "You mean the Beast King?"
"Um."
"Because he saved his life by doing so?"
"no."
Jing Yingrong turned into another shop, "He can save his life without giving up his arm."
"Then why exactly?"
Jing Yingrong responded to the store clerk's enthusiastic recommendation while replying in the sea of consciousness: "If you break your arm, your cultivation will be greatly damaged. There is no need to take the lead in the more difficult things in the future."
Hearing this, Ji Jie Bi fell into deep thought.
After a long time, it realized something: "So far, I haven't seen any substantial benefits that the monsters have gained from the Wuyahai chaos. So... this is just the beginning?"
Jing Yingrong did not answer.
…
Kunhuang Sect.
This is a vast desert, with endless yellow sand as far as the eye can see.
Deep in the desert, there is a bright pearl.
The background with yellow sand as the main tone is dotted with magnificent buildings with carved beams and paintings. Emerald green plants can be seen everywhere. There is even a lake nearby. The lake water presents a rich azure color and looks like a sparkling blue under the sunlight. spar.
