Douzhou.
This is a wild place.
But after it was determined to be the venue for the Peach Blossom Fair, in less than a month, magnificent buildings began to rise from the ground.
The Dark King stepped on the bluestone, raised his head slightly to look at the buildings in front of him, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the doorpost on the side.
But when his palm touched the doorpost, the Dark King's expression changed, because at this moment the Dark King could clearly see the clear palm prints left on the doorpost.
Own.
It didn't take much effort at all.
With his palm deep inside the doorpost, the Dark King quickly raised his hand, retracted his palm and covered it in his wide sleeves.
The Dark King was filled with hatred.
What kind of crappy project is this?
You actually fooled my apprentice like this?
The buildings in front of us look majestic, but in fact they are all gold and jade, but inside they are ruined.
Basically, they are just fake goods, and they will collapse at the slightest touch.
Not to mention enduring the ravages of gods and demons, these buildings cannot withstand even a first-level martial arts battle.
The Dark King was greatly alert.
My heart has jumped into my throat.
The human race is so confused. Do they think something will happen to Pantao this time?
That’s why I didn’t spend more energy.
I have to be careful this time.
The Dark King reached out and touched the doorpost. After erasing his palm prints, he looked at the missing piece. He thought about it and then took out a silver monster, which was directly inlaid like a pendant. Within the goalposts.
The Dark King followed the same method and watched the door pillars on both sides coordinate, but if you look carefully, it is still very abrupt.
Because this thing appeared here, it was very uncoordinated, and there was nothing the Dark King could do about it.
I sighed in my heart, the human race was unwilling to spend more money, and there was nothing I could do about it.
The Dark King didn't look sideways and walked forward slowly, with a calm expression, as if none of this had happened.
After a while, the sound of brisk footsteps came, and Si Wuming had arrived. He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Mao Ni, but after smiling at it, he strode into it.
The Peach Fair is about to begin, and envoys from all races are arriving in droves.
When Si Wuming went deeper, he could immediately feel the commotion. Although the ten thousand races were just an imaginary number, there were so many races in the world that they could not be counted.
But to be truly recognized as a race, there must be a god and demon in the race.
This condition was originally very harsh. I don’t know how many races could not meet it. They were unable to qualify to participate in the Pantheon and All Races Conference.
But with the beginning of the Immortal Era, gods and demons began to appear among these races that did not meet the conditions. The originally harsh conditions were now relaxed, and the number of races increased significantly.
Now in this Peach Club, as long as there are gods and demons in the race, all are eligible to participate.
And this is not just the messenger, because with the existence of Pantao's lottery, each messenger brings heroes from the clan, which makes the number of participants of the Pantao Society swell.
This was the situation that appeared in front of Si Wuming, and everything was bustling.
But the most lively place in front of us is naturally the juniors.
Si Wuming glanced at them with a look of surprise and envy. When he was a mortal, he did not get such an opportunity.
But immediately the envious eyes turned into pity. The Peach Club was a great opportunity, but unfortunately it was organized by Dou Changsheng. I don’t know how many of these people can survive.
These members of the small clan knew that it was dangerous, but they still came with their geniuses, just to give it a try and bet on their own fate.
Flat peaches are so important to them.
Si Wuming thought for a while, if it were him, he would do the same thing.
No matter how small a clan is, there is always more than one genius.
But if you have the opportunity to eat a flat peach, no, even if you can't enjoy it all to yourself, you can just share a part of it, then your destiny will change and you will be qualified to break through and become a god and demon.
Not to mention those wealthy families, these geniuses are just like dead people.
As long as you don't have hopes, you won't be disappointed.
Even if you think about it rudely, these wealthy families didn't consider the matter of chance at all. They were purely trying to make Dou Changsheng look good, using the life of this genius in exchange for Dou Changsheng's happiness and preventing Dou Changsheng from targeting them.
Si Wuming thought of this, and his eyes became complicated. Unknowingly, the young boy from the past had grown to this point.
Even if it is just a cough, the color of the world will change.
It doesn't matter if he has strong combat power, but now his realm has surpassed his own, and he was the first to break through to the immortal gods and demons.
Si Wuming shook his head slightly, dismissed the complicated thoughts, and began to walk towards the main hall on his own initiative. Si Wuming didn't care much about the fight between the juniors in front of him.
These people will definitely take it immediately if they get the peach, otherwise they can write it down and do it secretly.
It's a pity that there are no such idiots.
After Si Wuming came to the main hall, he could clearly see familiar faces. He looked around, but he did not find the immortal existence. He saw the Dark Queen and moved closer to the Dark King.
But Si Wuming's actions aroused disgust, and the Dark King took a few steps away.
After experiencing the last battle in the East China Sea, the Dark King found that he and Si Wuming were not compatible. Not only did they not get any benefits, but they also caused a lot of trouble.
The Dark King wanted to hide, but Si Wuming reached out and grabbed the Dark King's wrist, and said directly: "What about the big shots?"
The Dark King twitched his arm. After realizing that he had failed, he did not struggle. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and said, "The immortals of all races are inside."
Si Wuming mentioned these people just casually, just looking for a topic. At this moment, he lowered his voice and said, "Will you do it this time?"
Si Wu Ming's words were vague, but the Dark King heard the underlying meaning. The Dark King shook his head without hesitation and said: "The Holy Emperor was already unhappy last time, so naturally I won't cause trouble again."
In fact, the Dark King disliked Si Wuming, so he changed his partner this time.
Pantao would have such a good opportunity, and even if he didn't get a few votes, the Dark King would feel sorry for the Holy Emperor.
This time, the Dark King had learned from the previous lesson and knew that the stronger was not always suitable, so he specially found an old team. Even though Xiao Tianyou and Lao Chen were lower in strength, they had cooperated many times and had a tacit understanding with each other.
They basically have the same idea. They don't plan to take risks at all, they will only look for those small tribes.
Safe and secluded.
What a great thing.
If Si Wu Ming is involved, something bad will happen and it will be dangerous, and the benefits may not be high.
The Dark King will continue to cooperate with Si Wuming only after being kicked in the head by a donkey.
Si Wuming stared at the Dark King suspiciously. The Dark King in front of him was not a good bird. Dou Changsheng was better than his master, and he was talking about this one in front of him.
The Dark King kept to himself and was willing to be a good gentleman, but Si Wuming didn't believe anything he said.
I didn't dare to take action in Douzhou, but I left Douzhou and went to the East China Sea. After leaving the human realm, if anything happens, it has nothing to do with the human race. If something goes wrong, I can just blame it on the dragon race.
If you do it well this time, the harvest will definitely be big, and there is no way the Dark King will not be tempted.
The Dark King no longer wants to cooperate with him.
Si Wuming accurately grasped the key point and was about to persuade him. The Dark King suddenly said: "The people from the Dragon Clan are here."
"It turned out not to be the Yuanshui Dragon Girl, but the Mirage Dragon."
This sentence is topical.
Too many immortal dragons died, and the only immortal silver dragon also ran away. Now the dragon clan has the name of a big clan, but it has no real status. There is not even an immortal.
Therefore, everyone is very interested in the people from the Dragon Clan.
Especially since Dou Changsheng had just killed Ba Xia and exacted revenge on the Dragon Clan, I don't know how many people were betting on whether there would be anyone from the Dragon Clan.
Si Wuming was also very interested in this, and suppressed other thoughts for a while. Of course, it was still a long time before the Pantao Club ended, and Si Wuming could talk to the Dark King at another time.
Si Wuming's eyes moved and looked towards a figure walking outside the hall.
You can see the mirage approaching step by step. The mirage looks solemn and expressionless.
Seeing the mirage dragon's posture, Si Wuming chuckled. There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is the king.
I think back on the past when the Dragon Clan was full of talented people and powerful people.
Minglong, Canglong, and Zhulong are all outstanding figures of their generation.
Mirage dragons are not ranked at all, but now they have become the mainstay of the dragon clan. This is enough to show that the dragon clan is really in trouble.
Of course, if the Dragon Clan is given a period of time, with the size of the Dragon Clan, it will naturally recover.
After all, this is just the death of innate gods and demons. Many geniuses among the gods and demons, they just lack time now. If you give them enough time, they can naturally fill the gaps. This is the power of the big clan, with a steady stream of follow-up power.
But it is a pity that the situation today is changing too fast.
The most precious thing is time.
Mirage felt the strange looks coming from all directions and listened to Si Wuming's ridicule. There was still no expression on his face, but he was filled with annoyance in his heart.
Faced with such a scene, it would be pure self-deception to say that there are no emotional fluctuations.
Only stones have no feelings.
The mirage dragon was annoyed, but it also knew that the dragon clan no longer had the right to be angry.
Among the ten major races, the Shang clan was originally the weakest, but now even the strength of the Shang clan exceeds that of the Dragon clan. Even though everyone knows that the current situation of the Dragon clan is only temporary. They have the existence of the ancestral dragon and will recover sooner or later. But that is after all. future.
Mirage walked forward step by step, directly reaching the depths of the main hall, turned around and walked into the inner hall.
The inner hall is extremely spacious, no less than the outer hall. The decoration here is magnificent, and the clouds on the ground are rising like fairy energy. The number of people here has been reduced by hundreds of times, only about a few dozen people. It is not like the gods and demons and innate gods and demons in the outer hall are still there. There are some descendants, numbering in the tens of thousands.
Yan Shen sat upright lazily, with his legs crossed and one leg dangling slightly. His posture was very frivolous. At this moment, when he saw the dragon clan coming, he chuckled and said, "The dragon clan is here."
"Not even immortal. This strength is too weak. He is not qualified to come here."
"Forget it, I won't drive you away."
"Just stand there."
Yan Shen's smile became even brighter, and he said in a brisk voice: "I also miss my old friendship, so I have to give the Dragon Clan a chance to attend."
"What's that expression on your face?"
"Don't you like it?"
"I don't know how many races, if they knew they could be here to listen, they would definitely treat today as the Chinese New Year."
The mirage's expression was ashen. Even when the mirage came, it knew that it would encounter various bad situations. It knew the scene in the hall outside, but it was still defeated by the Flame God.
Mirage noticed that many people sneered in their eyes, with playful and mocking expressions on their faces, but no one supported Mirage.
Even Danfeng is silent now, as if he has not seen the mirage. His eyes are empty and dull, like a delicate puppet.
The mirage had the urge to turn around and run away, but with roots under its feet, it deeply restrained this emotion.
If he leaves, the Dragon Clan will be completely finished.
After losing their status as one of the top ten races, the small tribes outside will regard the Dragon Clan as fat.
As for Zulong's future revenge, some people will consider it, but some will not.
There are always some who are brave and dare to do it.
Play it safe and force some small tribes to do it, and then they will destroy the small tribes in the name of revenge for the dragon tribe, and take advantage of the dragon tribe's inheritance. Isn't this a normal thing?
There are so many ways to reduce risks. Just thinking about it, Mirage came up with hundreds of ways.
Mirage took a deep breath, and then exhaled it heavily to relax his mood.
Regardless, he walked directly towards the seat in the corner. Yan Shen lowered his raised legs and started to move. Danfeng, who had been silent all the time, couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at Yan Shen, frowning slightly, and finally Relaxed again.
I wanted to stop it, but in the end I restrained myself.
The previous efforts to protect the dragon clan had gone beyond the norm.
If you do it again now, it will be easy for someone to take your life.
Danfeng was silent again, but Yan Shen, who was supposed to take action, did not make any extra movements at this moment, as if he just changed his sitting posture.
This scene made Danfeng know that Yan Shen was not only targeting the mirage to express his dissatisfaction with the dragon clan, but he was also testing himself. If he couldn't help it, he could take advantage of the situation and ask for benefits from himself.
Danfeng really misses the Yangshen era.
Yang Shen is such a good person.
Ever since the scumbag Flame God came to power, the Gods changed from their usual good-natured nature and began to become aggressive.
Danfeng watched Mirage sit down and was about to speak when he saw something wrong with Mirage's face.
The mirage's face began to turn red, and the red color was like strands of silk threads, which began to densely fill the mirage's face. The dense threads gathered together and covered it one after another, making the mirage's face flush.
This gesture caused an uproar.
Everyone could see something was wrong.
A certain Dou family man who had been wandering in the world felt his heart skip a beat.
There was a snap.
A certain man banged the table.
After the loud noise was heard.
A certain man took the lead and roared loudly: "God of Fire."
"How can you attack the Dragon Clan?"
(End of chapter)
