The child who jumped from the flood dragon was from Luofu Great Marsh and was named Jiao Peng. Although he was young, he was very sharp and powerful. He sneered: "I'm determined to have this willow shoot. If you don't accept it, just come and try!"
A young son of Marquis Zi Shan was very handsome. He was calm and spoke unhurriedly: "Jiao Peng, don't talk nonsense. Even if you have some skills, don't be too arrogant. Be careful not to die in this barren and desolate land." His name was Zi Shan Kun. He didn't get along with Jiao Peng from the beginning. Coupled with the disharmony between the two tribes, they had always been at odds.
"Then have a fight, a life-and-death duel. Do you dare?" Jiao Peng's tone was very aggressive. Cold lightning shot from his eyes. He was really as sharp as a young cub of an ancient Golden Roc.
"What are you arguing about? Be quiet for me!" On the other side, a slightly older child's eyes glowed with lightning. Black gas pervaded his head. He coldly glanced over. He was from a marquis territory and was the youngest son of Marquis Lei. Named Lei Mingyuan. Originally, he was going to deal with Zi Shan Kun, the most beloved son of Marquis Zi Shan. But seeing Jiao Peng's arrogance, he was very annoyed.
Hearing this, Jiao Peng and Zi Shan Kun both raised their eyebrows at the same time. They were both geniuses. Usually, they were flamboyant and confident. They would never bow to anyone.
"Lei Mingyuan, are you looking for death?!" Jiao Peng was young but had a full momentum. He took a step forward. There was a loud thud on the ground, as if a huge creature was moving.
"Shut up!" Zi Shan Kun also shouted directly. They had a feud with the Lei Tribe. They had never been harmonious when they met. Although it had eased over the years, there were still continuous covert battles.
"Have a fight to determine the winner!" Lei Mingyuan shouted. He leaped up, jumping over twenty meters in one leap and crossing the sky. With his head in front and feet behind, he slapped towards Zi Shan Kun. After all, he was still going to carry out the orders of his elder brothers.
The wind of his fist was black, making crackling sounds. That was the interweaving of lightning, which eventually turned into a black electric light, dense and falling down.
This was just a child, yet he had such divine power. A strange rune appeared in his palm. That was the profound meaning of lightning, the secret that was not passed down in this tribe. It was a rare precious technique!
"Buzz"
Purple gas pervaded. Zi Shan Kun raised his right hand to resist. Runes flashed in his palm, emitting a brilliant light, turning into a purple sun and flying forward.
This was also a terrifying precious technique. It belonged to the unique precious technique of the Zi Shan line to suppress the clan. When cultivated to the extreme, its might could shake the heaven and earth and could shake the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.
The two collided. Black lightning and purple light burst out, shattering into runes and imprinting them in the void in large numbers. The scene was astonishing.
"Who is the number one genius? Don't forget, there is still me!" Jiao Peng suddenly attacked.
His palm power was astonishing. The rune in his left palm flashed. A flood dragon rushed out. It was completely transformed from light patterns. This was not an impure flood dragon but a fragment of the imprint of a real ancient fierce flood dragon. The aura was terrifying.
The ancestors of Luofu Great Marsh had seen the ancient fierce flood dragon and unexpectedly obtained its inheritance. They had the most powerful precious technique of the flood dragon clan. Although the descendants could not fully display this divine power, it was still extremely astonishing.
This flood dragon bared its teeth and brandished its claws. Its whole body was grayish-brown, ancient and vicissitudes. It seemed to have awakened from the ancient times and crossed time and space to join the battle!
This precious technique was very powerful. It attacked both Zi Shan Kun and Lei Mingyuan at the same time. Jiao Peng was young but very wild. He wanted to fight against two to prove that he was a genius.
"Looking for death!" Lei Mingyuan coldly scolded. Black lightning burst out. His ten fingers spread out. Ten dark rays burst out. The electric light was even stronger. At the same time, accompanied by a soft chirp, a fierce bird appeared in the electric light. Its fierce might was astonishing and it dived down.
Zi Shan Kun also attacked. Purple gas was misty. A sun flew out. There was a fire unicorn pregnant in it. It emitted terrifying purple flames, leaping up and being extremely ferocious.
In this way, the three children were in a melee, attacking each other, attracting the attention of everyone.
Although they were young, they were all very powerful. Their elders secretly nodded and were also surprised by the descendants of their opponents.
"How boring. We can't really kill. With those old men here, we can't fully exert ourselves." Next to them, a child among the onlookers pouted.
"That's right. The real geniuses are born on the battlefields where the major races compete. What are these?" Another child chimed in.
"What did you say? Here, we can also have a life-and-death battle!" The three children who were fighting furiously were angry. They expanded the battlefield and involved the two children as well.
This was a chaotic battle. Although they were young, they were all very amazing and showed extremely terrifying talents, which surprised the onlookers.
In Stone Village, a group of naughty children were playing. They were alarmed by the movement in the forest and ran to the village entrance. Seeing so many people in the forest, they were greatly shocked and their gazes were all attracted.
"Why are there so many people?"
They saw the battle of Jiao Peng and others and secretly clicked their tongues. They were very envious that they could master the power of the bone inscriptions so well. Soon, their attention was diverted again. They saw the mutated scaled horse - the unicorn. Its scales all over the body were shining silver. The single horn on its head was crystal clear and extremely magnificent.
"I heard from Uncle Linhu that this kind of mountain beast runs extremely fast and can travel ten thousand li in a day. The last time they saw it in the wildlands and chased it for several days, but they didn't even touch a hair." Shi Dazhuang said.
The powerful people in the forest were extremely sharp. Naturally, they heard it. They were all stunned. According to their understanding, this was just a backward mountain village and there should be no masters. However, the words of these children surprised them. The unicorn was not an ordinary fierce beast. If it really went crazy, it could be called a "fierce" one. It was very powerful. How dare a few villagers in the mountains chase it?
How would they know that on that occasion, Shi Linhu and others obtained two ancestral tools from the village chief and then dared to chase all the way. The unicorn could travel ten thousand li in a day. For the men in the wildlands, it had an irresistible temptation.
"Look, there is also a flood dragon hovering in the sky. It's more than twenty meters long and as thick as a water vat. It even has feathery wings. Such a powerful fierce beast... Must be very delicious, right?"
"Er Meng, you foodie. Is this something to eat? This is something for refining medicine. Even if it's not a pure-blood ancient remnant species, its blood is also very precious." Pi Hou retorted.
Outside the village, a group of powerful people were petrified and a little stunned. Was such a powerful flood dragon used for eating and refining medicine? What kind of village was this?
"This flood dragon looks really delicious, but it must not be as fragrant as the meat of the Golden Lion. It's not an ancient remnant species. Its true blood is definitely not comparable." Another snotty-nosed child added.
These days, they had eaten the meat of the Golden Lion and had baths with the true blood. For a while, their vision was extremely high. They thought they were speaking very softly, but they were heard by those powerful people.
Whether it was the Zi Shan Tribe, the Lei Tribe, or the Jiao Tribe from Luofu Great Marsh, etc., a group of people were a little confused. Had they heard wrong?
What was the origin of this village? They ate the meat of the Golden Lion at will. Why, did they look down on this powerful flying flood dragon? You should know that this was an extremely terrifying fierce beast. Ordinary powerful people were far from being its opponents.
"Wild children, what are you talking nonsense?!" Jiao Peng, who was fighting, was furious. His eyes were cold and he shot out two terrifying beams of light, looking towards the village entrance.
"The eyes are really bright and make people feel chilly. I think it's almost the same momentum as the spirit of worship - the fierce wolf that was killed last time?" Er Meng muttered. He thought his voice was very low, but it was still heard by the people in the forest.
What? Killed a spirit of worship? The hearts of a group of powerful people trembled again. They were almost petrified. Even they were not willing to provoke the spirit of worship easily. The people of Luofu Great Marsh were very cautious when killing the spirit of worship.
Because behind those creatures, there might be terrifying ancient deities. Now they came out alone just to nirvana among the human race and also wanted to follow the path of the ancient deities.
"It's a pity that we didn't eat that spirit of worship. It turned directly into ashes." Pi Hou regretted.
A group of people were stunned. What a terrifying village this was. How did it feel so strange? Everyone was a little confused.
"You pissed me off. Do you wild children want to die?!" Jiao Peng was furious and was actually ignored.
"Wow, so fierce!"
"Eh, could that idiot hear what we were saying?" Pi Hou doubted. It was still far away!
"Giggle" A soft laughter came, very pleasant. The two little girls standing on the snow-white feathers and suspended in the air laughed so hard that they almost fell forward and backward. Although they wore differently, they looked the same. Their skin was white and lustrous. They were beautiful and extraordinary. Their big eyes glanced around. They were very lively.
"How interesting. Are they naturally naive or intentional?"
"Definitely intentional. It almost pissed off that Jiao Peng."
The two little girls giggled non-stop. Although they were young, they were obviously the embryos of peerless beauties. Their eyes glowed and their eyelashes were very long. They were exactly the same, crystal clear and lovely.
The elders of several tribes such as the Lei family, the Zi Shan family, etc. stepped forward and asked the children to stop fighting and stop the dispute. They wanted to see what was going on with this strange village. Could it really be an ancient and terrifying hidden family?
"You few wild children, how dare you laugh at me!"
After the ceasefire, Jiao Peng shook his arms and leaped up like a fierce bird. With one leap, he was over twenty meters away. He quickly rushed towards the village entrance and wanted to attack several children.
In the stone house at the village entrance, the little one ran out. He was cute and handsome and said: "Oh, why are there so many people?"
"Hey, little one. Are you still secretly drinking milk? When will you stop?" A group of big children made fun of him and noticed the milk stains at the corner of his mouth.
"No, no. You are mistaken!" The little one hurriedly wiped his mouth. 打死不承认 and hid his milk-stained little hand behind his back. His big eyes rolled around.
"What a cute little child." The two little girls were extremely surprised. Seeing the little one like a porcelain doll, so naive and charming, they both laughed.
At this time, Jiao Peng arrived nearby and raised his palm to slap forward. The wind whistled. It had a force of several thousand catties. It was terrifyingly astonishing!
"Oh, big brother, what are you doing?" The little one opened his eyes wide and noticed something was wrong. Jiao Peng's strength was too strong. He was actually attacking Er Meng and Pi Hou.
He quickly stepped forward and his aura changed all of a sudden. His white and tender little hand stretched out and actually made the sounds of wind and thunder. It collided with Jiao Peng's palm.
"Boom!"
Sand and stones flew. The ground shook. The little one stood there motionless. Jiao Peng was like being struck by lightning. He staggered backward. With each step he took, a terrifying large crack appeared on the ground. He swayed and retreated again and again. It was more than ten meters away. He almost fell to the ground.
"Wow, what a powerful little child!" The two little girls' eyes glowed. They jumped off the snow-white feathers and ran forward. They wanted to pinch the little one's cheeks.
The little fellow shyly stepped back. His bright big eyes blinked and looked at Jiao Peng and said: "Big brother, what you did is not right."
There were still some milk stains at the corner of his mouth and they were not wiped clean. His big black gem-like eyes shone. Coupled with his serious expression, the pair of little girls like fairies liked him even more and wanted to tease him.
Behind, a group of powerful people were petrified. This was still a child who was drinking milk. He directly slapped the very famous genius - Jiao Peng - away? What the hell!
What kind of terrifying village was this? A group of people were all stunned and speechless.