Over the long years, the corpses of the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes could often be seen in the Wilderness.
It was like the Dragon Han Great Calamity.
One day, the Ancient Emperor suddenly woke up from seclusion. For some reason, he felt a calling in his blood that made him feel very close.
"Eh?"
What was it that was making his thoughts run wild?
Now that he had advanced to the peak of the Perfected Golden Immortal realm, there were very few things that could disturb his mind.
He spread out his divine sense and flew out of the dojo to see this scene.
In a plain not far from the Fused Snow God Mountain, a demon was riding on clouds and chasing after a Clearwater Kirin.
This young Qilin relied on its original magical power to escape the capture of the demons time and time again.
The demon had a bull's head and its horns were facing the sky. It was the Great Strength Bull Demon King.
The Bull Demon King was a powerful demon who had recently occupied a mountain. He discovered a Qilin and wanted to capture it alive. After all, he was a hospitable person and liked to make friends. He often saw many cultivators riding all kinds of divine beasts, which was very impressive.
Now that he had found this weak mixed-blood kirin in a cold pond in the Far West, he began to have crooked thoughts.
"Little bastard, don't run anymore. Obediently let this king capture you, and I'll let you live a good life in the future.”
The Clearwater Kirin cried out bitterly. This demon had been chasing him for three days and three nights, and it had not let him go.
"Stop running. As long as you are obedient and become my mount, I will make you whatever you want to eat in the future. As long as you let me show off in front of those demons, I will guarantee your safety and freedom.”
Tsk, only a ghost would believe what you said!
The Clearwater Kirin was helpless. He had been an egg in the cold pond in the past, and it had finally hatched. He had only cultivated for less than 500 years, but he was already targeted by this demon.
If it wasn't for his innate ability to escape through water, he would have caught him long ago.
Run!
If she didn't hurry up, she would be caught by him. The Clearwater Kirin mustered all its strength at the thought of being ridden by someone in the future.
The Ancient Emperor was shocked.
He did not expect to finally see the descendants of the Qilin Race after so many years. Although they were mixed-blood, it was already a blessing that the Qilin Race was not completely extinct.
Of the three great races, the dragon race had the most survivors, followed by the phoenix.
As for Qilins, it would be good if there were more than ten of them in the Primordial World.
The Ancient Emperor sent a voice transmission to the Clearwater Kirin's mind.
" Junior, don't be afraid," he said." Head northwest. As long as you're a kilometer away from the snow mountain, I'll save you."”
"Who is it? Who is talking in my mind?"
The Clearwater Kirin didn't know what to do, but he didn't think too much about it. He turned around and ran northwest.
There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to see the snowy mountain. He ran like crazy as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
The Bull Demon King behind him could actually capture him, but the Bull Demon King wanted to teach this Qilin a lesson. However, he discovered that the Qilin's running speed had already exceeded his control.
He hurriedly sped up and chased after her.
The Bull Demon King thought that he could not wait any longer. He had to make a move and knock the other party unconscious before bringing him back to the cave to tame him.
"Little bastard, stop running. This king will take you home.”
The Clearwater Kirin had finally reached the vicinity of the Divine Mountain of Covered Snow. At this moment, he felt a powerful fist imprint smashing towards his back.
That fist was from the Bull Demon King.
The Clearwater Kirin knelt on the ground and shouted,""Senior, save me! Senior, please save me!"
Senior?
Bull Demon King was stunned. Why was there someone else?
The aura of death suddenly came from the valley. A wave of death energy condensed into a finger and pierced through the Bull Demon King's Vigor Divine Fist. It followed the remaining power and hit the Bull Demon King's horn.
It shattered.
The Bull Demon King fell heavily from the sky. He held his head and looked left and right in fear.
He shouted,"Who is it? Who is attacking this king? How dare you stop this king from taking away my Qilin mount?"”
"Qilin mount? Humph!"
The Ancient Emperor unleashed his aura, and the pressure of an expert instantly suppressed the Bull Demon King.
"You're so bold! You dare to ride anyone."
The Bull Demon King lay on the ground, sweating all over. He was only a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, so he did not know where the other party came from.
"I don't know what Old Bull has done to make Senior so angry.”
"How dare you bring this up!" the Emperor of the Ancients cursed. Do you really think that our Qilin race has no one else?”
Qilin Race?
Was there still a Qilin Race in this Primordial World? Aren't there only a few mixed-blood foot replacement tools left?
No way! Could it be that he had encountered an old monster?
The Emperor of the Ancients was truly enraged. He used the Heaven Splitting Divine Palm. This palm strike used 30% of his strength to knock the Bull Demon King out of the Far West.
The huge palm print dragged the Bull Demon King's body and crossed ten thousand miles.
Pa!
In the end, it smashed into a mountain peak and shattered it.
The Bull Demon King was bleeding from his seven orifices and almost died. He claimed that his body was comparable to the Sorcerer Tribe, but he was completely helpless.
"I'll spare your life today, but if I find out that you're doing evil next time, you'll definitely die.”
Puchi, the Bull Demon King spat out blood and said,""How... Thank you, senior, for sparing my life."
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