hold on to that dragon

After a while, a little boy with a height of more than three meters walked into the palace, followed by an old man with a white beard who was of ordinary height.

Shuangyue felt that the old man was very powerful, probably stronger than her. Is there such a powerful person among the giants?

Shuangyue said while thinking, "I'm bothering you."

The old man smiled and said: "Fox King is very polite. A few days ago, I predicted that there would be a distinguished visitor recently, but I didn't expect it to be the Fox King. I am very relieved to see that the Fox King is now in good health."

Shuangyue had a smile on her face, thinking in her heart, if the old man knew that she had been seriously injured, did he know that her injury was already healed?

"Your Excellency is good at divination?"

The little boy said: "People in the world only know that the witch tribe is good at divination, but they don't know that our ancestors are the No. 1 in divination in the world."

Shuangyue knew who they were, they were not giants, they should be giant spirit turtles, this race lived a long time, so they were very powerful, but they had no ambitions, and usually stayed in the sea, not getting involved in world affairs.

Shuangyue smiled and said: "It turns out that the two are Lord Giant Spirit Turtle, I have long admired you. I was injured in Yicheng, and recently I was lucky to meet Lord Shiratori, and he healed my injury."

Shiratori is an envoy of God, no matter which race you face, it always works to lift him out.

In the end, the old man didn't feel any better, the little boy got excited first: "Sister, are you Xiao Zai's friend?"

"I don't know who the little cub you're talking about..." Shuangyue suddenly thought of the white bird's appearance when she was smaller, "You mean the little white bird? Fengwangbei?"

She looked up at the tall little boy and said with a smile, "Is this little lord a friend of Lord Shiratori?"

"Yes, my name is Guibao."

"Hello, Master Guibao." Shuangyue saluted like a child, and said, "I dare not say that I am a friend of Lord Shiratori, but I can be regarded as his subordinate."

The old man looked at Shuangyue thoughtfully.

The little boy didn't care about the adults' affairs, and when he heard that Shuangyue knew Feng Wangbei, he happily asked, "How is the little boy now?"

"He is with Lord Black Dragon, so it should be considered okay."

"Where are they now?"

"In the human world, we just broke up in the human world. I came back to work for them. I was going to Zhongzhou, but I went to your land by mistake."

"Are you going to Zhongzhou?" the old man said, "The current situation in Zhongzhou may not be very good."

"Then I'll go even more."

The busiest place in Zhongzhou at the moment is Du Guangye, where people from all walks of life gather.

The ghost clan and Du Guangye's army are still confronting each other.

To the north, Nether's reinforcements are constantly rushing to the battlefield.

In the southeast, another underworld army has landed, led by Jiuli people.

Lie Yun wanted to attack this army - just like he attacked the army of the Valkyrie last time, but was persuaded by Shuofeng.

Shuofeng said that it would be safer to follow the king's instructions after the king came back.

In the south, the large ships of the Mermaid Clan in the South China Sea stretched for tens of miles, covering the sea.

They came for the South Sea Shark King.

The Shark King of the South China Sea has cut off communication with his clan since he came to Zhongzhou.

The Yu people suspected that their king might have encountered another conspiracy like the siege of Yicheng, so they immediately gathered troops to Zhongzhou to support their king.

In the northwest, the Zerg and Xishan Yuzu heard that the situation was tense and Jiang Rang was not there, so they first summoned the army and waited outside the border of Du Guangye.

In the southwest, the Xuanyuan and Wu tribes also landed on the Zhongzhou Continent.

Du Guangye Palace, several kings are discussing matters.

King Feng took a sip of nectar, and called King Du Guangye by name: "Fengmao, will you let him go or not?"

The people he wants to release from King Guangye include: the South Sea Shark King and his party, the left and right pans of the Yu clan, the envoys sent by the human world to the spirit world, and so on.

"The Shark King of the South China Sea is seriously ill, and it is inconvenient to move." Du Guangye King, who was on the main seat, said calmly.

"Is it not convenient to visit the doctor?"

"Yes."

King Feng smiled, held the cup studded with precious stones, and looked at King Du Guangye: "You are very confident."

He turned his eyes and looked at the Valkyrie who looked like an iron tower: "Is it because of the support of the Valkyrie?"

Martial God unexpectedly didn't pick up Feng Wang's fault, but just twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly.

King Du Guangye and King Wu exchanged glances. King Feng's eyes swept over them and fell on King Xuanyuan. King Xuanyuan was drinking so much that his eyes were blurred.

The Witch King took out a wooden box, opened it, and five-color smoke flowed out from the box.

Feng Wang asked calmly: "What is this?"

"Don't forget the box."

This is a magic weapon, which can present people's memories vividly, making the viewers feel as if they are there.

What the Witch King shows is her experience in the mirror—she met the Emperor of Heaven in the age of ancient mythology in the mirror.

The five-color smoke filled the entire palace, and the scene of the ancient mythology appeared in front of everyone.

Feng Wang looked at the other people from the corner of his eye, everyone was very calm, he immediately knew that they had already seen it, and now they were actually showing it to him alone.

A strange-looking four-clawed beast appeared in the air, and everything surrendered to it.

Then, in the next scene, a man in black clothes descended from the sky, and everyone saluted him and shouted: "Welcome to the emperor!"

The smoke slowly flowed back into the not forgetting box.

Feng Wang stared at the box: "When did that happen?"

"It should have happened during the reign of Xuandi Zhuanxu. The strange beast can only be Zhuanxu."

Fuxi, the blue emperor in the east, has a human body and a snake tail, the yellow emperor in the center is said to have four faces, the Yan emperor in the south has a bull head and a human body, the white emperor Shaohao in the west has a feather clan, and only Zhuanxu, the Xuandi emperor in the north, has a beast.

King Feng's eyes moved up, never forgetting the box to King Wu's face: "I mean, when did you see this?"

"Before in the human world, Yu Xuanzhu showed me that he is different from before."

"You mean he is now—Zhuan Xu?"

The Witch King nodded.

The several kings fell into silence together. They were outstanding in appearance, extraordinary in bearing, motionless, like a few gorgeous statues in a magnificent palace.

After a while, King Xuanyuan broke the calm and poured himself a glass of wine.

Everyone's eyes fell on his wine glass together.

"Things in the age of ancient mythology are probably not as in the legend. All the gods have gone to heaven." The witch king said, drawing everyone's attention to herself, and then she talked about what Xia Yu Xuanzhu did in the human world.

King Feng was speechless on purpose: "Does he want to kill all the creatures in the human world? He's crazy."

King Xuanyuan smiled.

King Du Guangye's golden eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "He has no choice but to heal his wounds."

Martial God said: "The creatures in the human world don't have spiritual veins, and their lifespan is only a few dozen years. If you don't kill them, they will live soon. On the contrary, killing them will have many benefits."

Yu Xuanzhu can use Qi to heal wounds, and Martial God can turn people into his ghost soldiers. Although only a few people out of a hundred can become ghosts, it can't stand the large population of the human world.

"Fuyu, are you willing to heal your wounds like this?" King Feng looked at King Xuanyuan.

King Xuanyuan asked back, "What about you?"

Feng Wang crossed his arms, and with a movement of his hand, he tugged at the sleeves, and the radiant red material reflected the brilliance.

"I don't want to. Slaughter the alien race just to let myself live for thousands of years. I don't want to live like this."

"Well said." King Xuanyuan raised his wine glass to King Feng.

"Drink less." The Witch King floated to the side of King Xuanyuan, took off the wine glass in his hand, raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the glass.

King Feng raised his eyebrows, poured himself a cup of nectar, and raised his glasses to King Xuanyuan and King Wu.

Martial God said: "Human beings in the human world are not aliens, they are nothing."

"...they became your underworld army after death, you say they are nothing?"

——Feng Wang revealed what the God of Valor was doing in the human world, implying that he had some kind of special connection with Nether.

But none of the kings present questioned this, because they all knew the details of King Wu.

Feng Wang sighed helplessly in his heart, deeply feeling that he was single and weak.

"They were nothing when they were alive." King Wu said coldly.

Feng Wang was speechless, muttering: "Jiuli people..."

Martial God's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared wide: "What's wrong with the Jiuli people?"

"In ancient times, the Yanhuang Protoss almost slaughtered all the Jiuli people. Their thinking is probably the same as yours. They probably think that the Jiuli people are nothing when they are alive. If they die, they can still increase the population of the Nether Ghost Clan."

"You!!" Valkyrie stood up abruptly.

King Du Guangye appeared between Martial God and King Feng, and looked at King Feng first: "Feng Xiao, please don't say a few words."

He looked at Martial God again: "Today I only talk, no hands."

In fact, spiritual power is forbidden in the palace, but the kings are powerful, even if they don't use spiritual power, they can probably tear down the palace. King Du Guangye is still a little worried.

"Feng Xiao, if you want to be a saint, you have to have that ability. If you can beat us, we will all listen to you." The witch king said, "The strong are respected, and the weak are slaughtered. This has always been the case in this world. Your feathers The family is just lucky to not have suffered a catastrophe."

Martial God regained his quarrel thinking: "They are not lucky, they are good at flattery, whichever side wins, they will stand on that side, and the Phoenix will always be by the emperor's side, acting as an auspicious omen."

King Feng's expression remained unchanged, he took a sip of nectar and said: "The Xuanyuan clan has not suffered any difficulties."

"..." King Xuanyuan was speechless, if you are scolded, you will be scolded, why bother me.

King Feng said to King Du Guangye: "If you hold on to the black dragon, Du Guangye will not suffer."

King Du Guangye ignored him, walked back to the main seat and sat down.

Feng Wang looked at Wu Wang again: "The Wu clan has been slaughtered by others? Haven't they?"

The King of Wu said: "When the ten suns came out together, there was a severe drought and the people were in dire straits. The Wu Clan wanted the Golden Crows to return to Tanggu, but they failed."

Ten days are ten three-legged golden crows. They are the sons of Emperor Jun. When they were born, they absorbed the essence of the original sun—the sun transformed from Pangu's eyes and became a new sun.

The ten-day outing should be related to the battle between Emperor Jun and Xuandi Zhuanxu, that is to say, in this battle, the Wu clan belonged to Zhuanxu's camp.

Zhuanxu lost, so the witch clan was suppressed severely for a time.

However, that was all in the age of ancient mythology. If Zhuanxu didn't seem to be reborn, the Witch King wouldn't have rediscovered such a long time ago.

Feng Wang said: "What kind of witch formation Yu Xuanzhu made, did you help him make it?"

"No. Emperor Xuan's witchcraft is of course superior to mine."

"He did that, didn't he make people's lives miserable? What do you think about this?"

"It's only temporary. His purpose is not to make people miserable. His purpose is to go up." The Witch King looked up to the sky.

Feng Wang also raised his head, and what he saw was the colorful roof of the palace. Of course, what Wu Wang was talking about was not the roof, but the distant heaven above the roof.