Chapter 68 To the North Sea

Somewhere on the coast of the North Sea.

The coast of the North Sea is similar to the South Sea. The other side of the beach is also connected to a huge forest.

In this forest, the trees cover the sky and the sun, and there is not much light in the daytime.

A rather unusual place.

If there is anything unusual here, it is that there are no weak creatures in this forest.

It's just because of the pressure of Daluo!

This area is surrounded by billions of miles, and is full of the pressure of Daluo!

Ordinary creatures dare not enter this area, and creatures with cultivation hide far away.

Daluo, who dares to mess with it?

Although the pressure only covers billions of miles, the terrifying aura emanating from it is much farther.

In the center of this pressure, a middle-aged blond man in a gray Taoist robe closed his eyes, and he was intimidating without anger. An inexplicable aura of kingship circulated around him.

In front of him was a towering tree, and on the tree there was a female fairy tied up by a rope-like spiritual treasure.

The fairy closed her eyes, lowered her head, her black hair hung on her shoulders, her white gown was covered with bloodstains, her magic power was sealed, and her breath was very weak.

Even so miserable, it was difficult to hide the beauty of the fairy. With such beauty, if she was discovered by the dragon clan back then, she would definitely be tortured...

"Where is it?" The low voice of the gray-robed Taoist made people feel cold unconsciously.

The fairy just lowered her head, as if she had fainted, without any movement.

Crack~

The gray-robed Taoist clenched his fist, and actually stirred up waves, blowing away 90% of the towering tree.

As if he was restraining himself intentionally, the fist wind was only aimed at the giant tree.

The gray-robed Taoist was silent for a long time, then opened his lion eyes and said indifferently: "I will give you another chance."

The female fairy finally moved after hearing this. She raised her head, opened her cold eyes, looked at the gray-robed Taoist indifferently, and then lowered her head again.

Bang!

This action seemed to have angered the gray-robed Taoist. A fierce look flashed through his lion eyes. It seemed as if a big hand grabbed the female fairy's neck in the void. The rope of the spiritual treasure was torn off, and the female fairy was actually lifted up directly.

"Cough~cough!" The female fairy instantly felt a sense of suffocation, and her throat felt like it was about to break.

The Taoist rhyme circulated around the gray-robed Taoist, which was actually... poison!

Just like that, before the female fairy's throat was completely broken, the gray-robed Taoist threw her out and threw her heavily on the ground, creating a deep pit of several feet.

Then, as if he was not happy, he crossed his arms across his chest, clenched his five fingers, and actually "sucked" the fairy up again, and threw her on the tree.

The fairy looked even more miserable, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, and a deep blood mark on her neck.

Her magic power was sealed, and she had no power to fight back.

The gray-robed Taoist held his hands in front of his chest, looking down at the fairy, his eyes full of murderous intent.

After a long time, the corners of the fairy's mouth had a hint of sarcasm, and her weak voice was cold:

"You still look like this after becoming a Daluo, and your lion eyes cover your own roots? No matter what, it can't change the fact that the Er clan will always be like this."

"Heh." The gray-robed Taoist smiled contemptuously, and didn't get angry, but sat down on the spot:

"So what? Your clan is not as good as my clan after all, and it's a fact that you fell into my hands."

Just far away from here, the trio discovered this situation.

Nuwa wanted to rush out, but was stopped by Fuxi.

This seems different.

"Racial conflict." Fuxi frowned slightly:

"Weasels, foxes, can they fight?"

Baichuan also frowned slightly when he heard this.

The second of the major tribes under the Qilin tribe.

The Qilin tribe has ten major tribes, namely the Five Kings and the Five Immortals.

The Five Kings are: Tiger, Lion, Leopard, Elephant, and Bear.

Divided into these five major royal tribes, there are different bloodlines within them.

The Five Immortals are: Fox, Yellow, White, Willow, and Gray.

(Self-made: The Qilin tribe controls the continent, Willow is considered a python, and the dragon is a snake)

Although it sounds much worse than the Five Kings, its race should not be underestimated.

The Qingqiu Fox Tribe in the northern border is a very famous tribe.

The Huang clan was no worse, specializing in poison, and its strongest magical power...

It is said that the Huang clan's Daluo Perfection patriarch once used a magical power to kill six Daluo dragons, becoming famous in one battle!

At first, no one knew what the magical power was. They only knew that after the battle, the land was filled with "miasma", and Taiyi Jinxian would die if he entered it!

Later...

"The Huang clan's patriarch became famous with a fart." Fuxi's mouth twitched slightly, and the result of the calculation had made him numb:

"The way of practicing poison can actually achieve the greatest power. It's true that there are all kinds of things in the prehistoric world."

"What made him famous?" Nuwa asked again.

"A fart." Baichuan smiled:

"Weasels are best at this."

Nuwa: "..."

It is true that there are many strange things in the prehistoric world.

Six Daluo were killed by a fart, which can only mean that this race is very strong.

"Does Daoist Fuxi have any other calculation results?" Baichuan blinked and asked.

"Yes." Fuxi nodded:

"The relationship between the five immortals was not very good. Before the unification of the Qilin tribe, the fox tribe even ate the Huang tribe. The reason why there has been no conflict is because the Qilin tribe suppressed it, but..."

Fuxi paused and continued:

"The Daluo Yuanman patriarch of the Qingqiu Fox Clan has died, and the old patriarch of the Huang Clan has also died. The patriarchs of both sides are now Daluo, and the Huang Clan wants to avenge the past."

Hearing this, Baichuan also understood almost everything.

It is convenient to have Fuxi around, and you can know everything directly, which is much easier than calculating it yourself.

The matter is very clear and transparent, but the hatred has returned with the return of the Ten Thousand Clan.

Moreover, the two clans have never had real peace. Even if they are both Qilin, they are still fighting openly and secretly.

"Go, go, go!" Nuwa was very excited:

"Just right, this is my 36,500th sword swing."

"No!" Fuxi stopped Nuwa and sighed:

"Sister, this is a racial struggle, different from ordinary violent fighting."

Such a racial struggle is the survival of the fittest. If you intervene at will, it is easy to be contaminated with a lot of cause and effect.

"So what?" Nuwa snorted, a little unhappy:

"I only saw a Daluo abusing a Taiyi Jinxian, why can't I take action? What's more, the Taiyi Jinxian is a female creature. In the prehistoric world, female creatures have been suppressed by the dragon clan. I will set an example for female creatures and must take action."

Nuwa's words are not without reason.

As a female innate god, she naturally can't stand the oppression of female creatures.

As she said, Nuwa was about to get up.

Baichuan gently pressed Nuwa's shoulder, his face slightly solemn, and said:

"Just don't go too far, and avoid getting entangled with these tribes."

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