Chapter 407 Descendants of Daluo
The old man stopped retreating, stepped forward, and shouted:
"Lord Dragon of the West Sea, please don't do it."

"die!"

Liang Hui suddenly raised his hand, spread out his five fingers, and an ancient and vast force rose into the sky.

A cyan-gold dragon claw pierced through the void and in less than a ten-millionth of a second, it had already pressed on the old man's body.

Stab it!

Blood and flesh splattered, bones broke, and the soul began to die.

In less than a breath, the old man died.

The dragon's claws loosened, and blood mud slid from between the claws and dripped onto the ground.

Liang Hui's eyes were indifferent, as if he had crushed an ant to death, and his emotions did not change at all.

What dares to waste his time?

He took a step forward, stepping on the blood, heading towards the distance, and began to explore the bridges again.

At this moment, the creature standing in the distance walked over slowly and looked down at the bloodstains on the ground.

"Hey! He died very cleanly. His soul and Dao Fruit were all shattered into pieces."

"What a fool, but the human race has always been like this, calculating and taking advantage of others to reach their current status."

"He doesn't think that we will really take action."

A mixture of roars and laughter echoed in front of the bone bridge.

The phoenix in feathered clothes walked slowly towards them and looked at the blood on the ground.

Thinking back to how Long Jun had attacked just now, as well as the stories that had been passed down from the other party, a trace of solemnity flashed across his eyes.

"Will it be the way of killing?"

Just when many creatures had different thoughts.

Liang Hui has come to a bone bridge again and started exploring.

He was not worried that these creatures who entered Guixu would be able to discover abnormalities in the bone armor.

Even he had to rely on his supernatural powers to discover and then comprehend it, let alone other beings.

The killing just now also serves as a warning to all living beings not to bother him.

Liang Hui quickly sensed the bone bridge.

The Way of the Stars!

With a hint of regret, he went to other bone bridges again.

I hope that one of the 108 bone bridges contains the avenue he wants to comprehend.

The way of destruction!

The Avenue of Gold!

The way of destiny!

Pure Yang Avenue!!
When he sensed the 103 bridges, the young man suddenly stopped and ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Turn around!

Get off the bridge.

After sensing the last five bridges and confirming that there are no space and ten thousand spirits.

He returned to the Chunyang Bridge as quickly as possible, climbed up the steps, stood on the bridge and began to meditate.

He took one step a day, attracting the attention of countless creatures who came here, but in the end no one dared to disturb him.

As for the matter of the Dragon King of the South China Sea, he had long forgotten about it.

They are just three lambs to be slaughtered. How can they be compared with his path? He can kill them anytime he wants.

However, the pure Yang principles in this bridge might disappear at any time.

Time is like flowing water.

Fifty years!
More than 30,000 steps!

The Pure Yang Avenue that he practiced was advancing rapidly every day, and now he could already enter the upper reaches of the long river of the Avenue.

However, he suppressed this desire.

Looking forward, the chaotic aura blurred the bridge surface and obscured perception, but it can be confirmed that at least half of the distance has not been sensed.

It is not worthwhile to break into the upstream at this time and attract the attention of the three beings.

At the very least, one must be on the Pure Yang Avenue, close to the three existences, and then the Dao Fruit can move to the upper reaches.

By then, even if his identity is figured out, it will be enough to deal with most situations.

A flash of thought flashed through my mind, and I was about to take a step forward again.

Liang Hui stopped.

Turn around!

I saw three figures walking slowly towards me.

A man in golden armor walked in front, followed by two old men in black robes.

'Descendants of Kunpeng.'

Liang Hui whispered in his heart with disgust.

He hated every demon equally, not to mention the demon master lineage that had a grudge against his future self. If he wasn't worried that the fighting would destroy this place and damage the bridge, he would have taken action right now and killed these demons.

"Lord Dragon of the West Sea, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"My name is Kunyu. I wonder what your Majesty should call me."

The man in golden armor chuckled, his face gentle.

He had absolutely no attitude towards the other three Dragon Kings in Yangshou Mountain.

This is inevitable.

You have to know that the new Dragon King has a different stance from the other three Dragon Kings, so it may be possible to win him over.

"Azure Dragon!"

An extremely perfunctory name.

Liang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the two old men with deep eyes, whose auras were becoming increasingly gloomy.

"I wonder what your Highness Kunyu wants to talk to me about? You can just tell me."

Kunyu's expression remained gentle. He stretched out his hand and patted the two old men behind him. Only then did the gloomy murderous intent slowly dissipate.

"Would Xihai be willing to join my demon master lineage? Then I would be given scriptures, treasures, and even my grandfather's personal guidance, and even..."

"I don't want to!"

Liang Hui interrupted Kunyu's words and spoke directly without any hesitation.

"The lineage of the demon master is about to withdraw from Taihuang. I will go to the West Sea Dragon Palace to serve as your cannon fodder, and also as a target for the lineage of the Queen Nuwa."

Not to mention his disgust towards the demon race, just look at the situation of the demon master lineage in front of them. Don’t they know it themselves?

He will soon be driven out of the Great Wilderness Realm and wander around.

In addition, the 'future self' has tied down a large number of powerful monsters, as well as the so-called monster master.

No matter how you look at it, it's a scene of sunset.

"Be bold!"

"Xiaolong, damn it!"

Several scoldings created ripples in the chaos.

Endless murderous intent rose into the sky.

This time, Kunyu did not stop him, and his gentle gaze turned cold.

"Your Majesty, be careful with your words. This is just a temporary dilemma."

"Those who steal our name will not always have the upper hand."

Seeing that the young man was unmoved, Kunyu's eyes became even colder, and a hint of murderous intent rose up in them.

"Lord Long, please join us. I invite you as a descendant of Daluo."

“Don’t make a decision that you will regret for the rest of your life.”

"roll!"

Liang Hui's eyes were cold, his arms dropped naturally, and the Wanlong Bell appeared in his palm, making a pleasant ringing sound.

Although some bone fragments may be damaged, as long as the creature can be killed as quickly as possible, the losses can be minimized.

For a moment, the atmosphere was oppressive, and endless murderous intent was surging between the four beings.

It seemed that a fight would break out in the next moment.

Suddenly, Kunyu lost his murderous intent, and the two old servants behind him did the same thing.

In an instant, the depressing atmosphere disappeared.

The three demon tribes stepped forward at the same time.

"Since Your Majesty is unwilling to join us, then forget it."

In an instant, the three of them passed the young man and went away into the distance.

Liang Hui narrowed his eyes and looked at the three monsters who suddenly left, and the Wanlong Bell in his hand emitted bursts of dragon roars.

But in the end, he didn't take action.

the other side.

Facing the old servant's puzzled look, Kunyu explained in a low voice:

"The West Sea Dragon King is not weak, there is no need for us to fight him."

"Don't forget, the other three sea dragon kings are still here, and they want to kill the blood enemy, the West Sea Dragon King, even more."

The two old servants nodded, a glimmer of understanding flashing in their eyes.

The three demons continued to move forward.

Kun Yu felt the heat of the jade on his chest and couldn't help but feel relieved.

This jade stone was given by the elders of the clan, and it uses itself as a basis for sensing danger.

The heat that was transmitted from the jade just now was unprecedented.

Force it to change its mind.

(End of this chapter)