Chapter 823

The dark red blood dripped down the sword body toward the tip of the sword, and the blood that formed a ball floated in the air without falling. Xuanyuan Dongyu, who was standing upright, just made a gesture of invitation and stepped back.

"The top ten mythical beasts, it sounds quite interesting." The laughing voice came out of the beast's mouth, and then, the ten behemoths in front of him slowly transformed into human figures and appeared in Xuanyuan In front of the long sword.

However, the two familiar figures among them made Feng Qingge tremble, and even Mu Cangyun couldn't help protecting the little girl in front of her.

"Hmph, what's the point of this ceremony, Xuanyuan, we help you to pacify the chaos in the mainland, but you claim to be a god to confer a throne on us. What does the word "divine beast" mean? What good does it do to us?" Chuan Shan The man in the ink robe opened his chest, the long hair around his ears was dancing, the corners of his head were not retracted, the bloody eyes swept over the person in front of him, and he smiled disdainfully.

And Bai Ze, who had transformed into a human, had the same temperament as a child. He stretched out his hand and cut it on the Xuanyuan sword, watching his blood flow down the grooves on the sword, turning into blood beads in the air, he just clapped his hands. , exclaimed: "It's really fun, Xuanyuan, what's the name of your holy artifact?"

Looking at Taotie, Xuanyuan Dongyu put his hands behind his back and said solemnly, "This is a testament to your strength. On this continent, only ten of you can surpass the beasts. This is nothing to you for the time being. The benefits will allow you to gain supreme glory and make other monsters and humans worship!"

"Really, it's still a bit interesting." Saying that, Taotie stretched out his hand and pressed it on Xuanyuan's long sword, and stroked it down neatly, watching his blood float in the air, he put his hands in his sleeves and stood lazily aside. .

On the other side, it was the ghost king that Feng Qingge had seen. He had been wearing a mask before, but now, he is wearing a single ponytail, with broken hair on his forehead, a handsome face, and his fingers slid across the long sword. It was just the corner of his eyes, suspicious in the wind. Qingge stayed on her body for a while, always feeling that this place was being watched by others.

"I, how many mythical beasts are there by my side. Mu Cangyun, is that person really, Uncle Burning Fire Stick?" Pushing away the person in front of him, Feng Qingge stood in front of Taotie, watching That familiar face, reaching out to touch the uncle's face.

However, the invisible breath blocked her fingers, and the standing Taotie leaked out his murderous aura, his sharp eyes locked on Feng Qingge in front of him, his eyes closed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Who is it?"

He couldn't see, there was no one in front of him, but how could he sense the strange aura wrong?

He stretched out his hand to touch the air in front of him, and grabbed it along the front. Taotie just shook his head suspiciously, and then shifted his gaze.

Can't you really see, sir? Looking at the person in front of her, she stretched out her hand to penetrate her own figure, Feng Qingge just smiled helplessly, but she didn't expect that the fire stick uncle really couldn't see her. But that's right, if he knew of her existence tens of thousands of years ago, wouldn't it be terrifying?

However, Feng Qingge really didn't expect that even if it was 10,000 years apart, the people in front of her would be able to sense her breath and know her existence.

"It's taotie, but why was he sealed in the cloud country?" Mu Cangyun responded, and then his eyes fell on Yinglong, his slender fingers dangling in the air for a while, and he whispered: "I want to say Taotie is sealed in a fire stick and can survive for ten thousand years, but it is only divine sense. But what method does Yinglong, who follows you at any time, use to survive ten thousand years?"

"Mythical beasts, how long can they live?" Unable to touch the uncle in front of him, Feng Qingge lowered his head, but just by tilting his head, he saw a blood unicorn with small horns and long fiery red hair. To speak of the uncle's face If he is handsome, then his is feminine. Feng Qingge has never seen a big man so handsome, oh no, there is one, Liu Fufeng. But the blood unicorn's own temperament is here, and he always maintains a shallow smile. Even when he scratches his finger, he has the aristocratic atmosphere.

Mu Cangyun couldn't answer this question, but seeing that Feng Qingge's attention was attracted by the blood unicorn, he could only follow behind. Seeing her poking on the blood unicorn's head, Mu Cangyun could only helplessly. He said, "This is Ling'er's ancestor. Ling'er has inherited memories, and he knows all the Qilin exercises."

"Then he is in his youth now?" Wanting to take off the hair on the blood unicorn's head, Feng Qingge wanted to study, why is this blood unicorn's hair color red? Could it be that he was born and cooked ? Strange, does this divine beast also have its own hair dyeing skills?

Stopping Feng Qingge's random movement, Mu Cangyun frowned and said, "No, Ling'er is already an adult. It's just that his head was severely injured, causing his memory to go back to the age of six."

"Ah? I'm an adult?" Feng Qingge took a breath, looking at Mu Cangyunwen and asked, "Then, he's an adult, and he's still this big?" Be careful to become a child, right?

Shaking his head, Mu Cangyun frowned and said: "No, Ling'er's body has also returned to the age of six, this is just the instinctual protection of the divine beast, as long as the blood in Ling'er's head is cleared, he will be able to restore his memory. of."

"Then... in the future, will I not be able to sleep with Ling'er in my arms, nor can I take him to take a bath?"

"...Did you take him to bathe?"

"It's nonsense, it's not. I roll around on the mountain road every day. I take it back and wash it. By the way, I urinate. If he recovers his memory, will he chop me off?"

"……Maybe will."

Eleven drops of fresh blood surrounded the air, Xuanyuan Dongyu mythical beast danced, the suspended blood fused together to form a large blood bead, he frowned slightly, and waved the fused blood towards the mythical beasts. , the blood beads sank directly into their eyebrows, and Xuanyuan Dongyu was no exception. He cupped his hands and said, "From now on, I will borrow the power of everyone. Xuanyuan is here to thank you again."

"If you have any thanks, I can't take it out. Yinglong, if you want to say it, let's go and have a drink." He put one hand on Yinglong's shoulder, and Taotie showed a smile.

At the end of the ceremony, the ten sacred beasts dispersed, only Xuanyuan Dongyu, standing beside Xuanyuan Long Sword, stretched out his hand and stroked the lines on the long sword, over and over again.