The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

"Is this where the Qiongyu Clan lives? It's quite enjoyable!"

The young man raised his head and looked up at the sky, with a sense of wonder in his tone. He saw floating islands that looked like upside-down mountain peaks hanging in the clouds. They were towering, blocking out the sky and the sun, and casting large shadows in the vast ocean below.

This is a scene with great visual impact. After all, it is an island hanging above the clouds, not an island on the ocean. Of course, the shock given by these natural creations is far less than those of these Yunfu Islands. In the middle, a majestic pure BC city stands.

There was almost no wind surrounding it, but Feng Qing'an, who possessed the Heaven-Zhengding Divine Body, could feel the terrifying power contained in the seemingly clear flowing wind.

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied?"

Beside the young man, the Merman King, who had transformed into a shape similar to that of a human race, lowered his eyebrows and asked softly, with a hint of charm in his voice.

"Satisfied, naturally satisfied!"

Feng Qing'an stared at the floating islands, which numbered about a hundred, as well as the city in the clouds, which was guarded by many floating islands and cloud mountains. His eyes were filled with surprise and admiration.

"I am willing to help you plan to seize this place."

After pondering Feng Qing'an's tone at this moment and looking at the expression on his face, the Shark King said boldly.

"Your ambition is really quite big."

After hearing what the shark king said, Feng Qing'an turned his head and looked at her, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Are these floating islands within the scope of your planning and conquest? If I had not shown up, you would have planned to capture this place within a hundred years."

"I dare not deceive your Majesty, but my family has such thoughts. Now that I have joined your Majesty, all my thoughts have turned into running water, and I can only place my trust in Your Majesty."

"Now that you know it, don't have too many ideas. It's not your turn to worry about what I want to do."

Feng Qing'an glanced coldly at the King of Mermen. He could vaguely sense some of his thoughts. Although he couldn't feel the general feeling clearly, he could also infer something through his changes in emotions.

It can only be said that he is evil-minded. Even though he is in such a situation, he still has some delusions that he shouldn't have. Even because of the changes in his current circumstances and the speculation about his identity, he has some thoughts that he has never had before.

"yes."

The King of Mermen lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, not daring to look any different. The more he knew, the more awed he became. She was no longer as arrogant and unyielding as she was when they first met, because it was completely meaningless and would only make her look ridiculous. That’s all.

"who?"

"What do you want to do?"

That is to say, when Feng Qingan was scolding the King of Sharks, white lights rose up from many islands floating in the clouds in front of him.

The energy they exude indicates that these people are aliens from the Qiongyu Clan, and they are at least king-level creatures who have survived one heavenly tribulation. Among them, there are even strong men who have survived two heavenly tribulations and are comparable to the human race Dongxuan Renxian. .

But at this moment, even these extremely powerful aliens from the Qiongyu Clan, whose auras are connected together and turned into a vast ocean of white light, cannot break through the swarm of kuns controlled by Feng Qingan and the naturally formed air blockade. .

This immediately made these aliens who had wings behind them. In addition, their appearance was almost the same as that of the human race. After all, the scene in front of them seemed to be evil.

"I heard that the Qiongyu Clan lives here, and I was curious, so I came to visit. If there is any offense, I hope Haihan will do it."

Feng Qing'an raised his hand, folded his hands in one place, saluted and expressed his goodwill, which could be described as polite and polite. If he were in any other place, most of his actions would be reciprocated.

But as he was now, standing on the top of an ancient Kun whose size stretched for hundreds of miles, such a battle really made those extremely frightened Qiongyu clan strangers not sure how to respond.

"When a distinguished guest comes to your door, you may miss the welcome from afar, but you still hope for the return."

Just when these Qiongyu strangers didn't know how to respond, they saw that in the city among the clouds surrounded by many floating islands, a bright divine light fell and transformed into a tall and burly figure with an extremely old face and wrinkles. Tall feathered men criss-crossing like ravines.

The moment this feathered man appeared, the many feathered men who were alarmed by the arrival of Kun Qun seemed to have found a backbone and surrounded him.

The Qi they exuded also seemed to have found support and was connected in one place, confronting the majestic and vast aura emitted by the Kun group.

"Feathered King!"

Looking at a Yuren who was so old that he seemed to be about to die in the next moment, Feng Qingan seemed to see a vast and empty sky of pure white sky.

That majestic and lofty aura made him stand out instantly even among a crowd of strangers.

Even though there were nearly ten feathered men beside him who had survived two levels of heavenly tribulation and could be compared to the Dongxuan Human Immortal, the aura of these feathered men combined could not compare with his.

There is no need for anyone to remind or prove that with such a powerful force, the Yuren who is so old and about to die is the king of this Qiongyu clan, and the strong one is the king.

"It's Lao Chan. Your Majesty, you know Lao Chan?"

Even though the tribe has been surrounded by dozens of giant kuns swimming from the vast sea, the face of this old Yu man is still neither sad nor happy, and his tone is neither urgent nor slow, neither humble nor arrogant, as if he is just a man before him. A commonplace thing.

Perhaps that's the case. After all, this old Yuren has also spent an extremely long time. Unlike Da Kun, he may have seen a wider world and ordinary practitioners, which he would not be able to see even if he spends his whole life. situation, so he has such calmness and calmness now.

"I don't know you. It's the first time I've met you. I'm just surprised by your realm. You have the highest cultivation achievement in the Dongxuan Realm I've seen so far."

[Race: Qionyu]

[Attributes: Wind, God, Spirit]

[Potential Level: Emperor·Superior]

[Combat power level: Emperor·Superior]

"Thank you for your compliment."

A glimmer of light appeared in the old Yuren's cloudy eyes. He looked at the boy whose aura was so weak that he seemed to be able to turn him into ashes just by stretching out his hand slightly.

A sense of fear arose in his heart at this moment, because he couldn't see through the young man who came driving the Kun group, couldn't see through his origin, let alone follow him, but the other party was praising him for being in the Dongxuan realm. His cultivation is so high and low.

"But to be honest, your cultivation is worthy of this evaluation, but you are too old, and it is a pity that your blood has declined to this point."

Feng Qing'an shook his head repeatedly, with regret in his words.

The decline of blood energy is a nightmare for a warrior. Once the blood energy of a body goes downhill, it means that a warrior has stopped moving forward and it is difficult to break through to the next level.

But in addition to martial arts being afraid of the decline of blood energy, practitioners of other systems are also afraid. You must know that even immortals will have five catastrophes of decline. Only after they can survive it can they be considered to have true immortality. If they cannot survive it, they will be reincarnated and start all over again. Again, this is considered lucky.

This is the case with the Feathered King in front of me. He may be really powerful, but his lifespan has reached its limit.

Now he can only find many things to extend his life or use secret methods to survive. As for climbing to a higher level, sorry, his body is not strong enough to support him to do this.

Because the decline of blood energy also means that his energy and spirit are also exhausted. This is not a single decline, but an all-round decline in physical condition, and this is enough to prove that this feathered king is in his peak state. How powerful.

It's a pity that such a talented stranger cannot escape the invisible knife of time. If you don't live forever, you will be nothing more than a handful of loess after all.

"There is nothing to be regretful about. I have already experienced what I need to go through. I have no other extra hope in this life. I will be satisfied if I can watch future generations thrive in the world."

Hearing Feng Qing'an's emotion, Lao Yuren's expression didn't change at all. He just dealt with it seemingly casually, but Feng Qing'an couldn't understand the meaning behind it.

The only thing the feathered king, who is so old and about to die, cares about is the continuation of the race. No matter who dares to threaten this, he will not begrudge him. Even if he perishes together, he will drag the other person into the water with him.

This level was so high that even Feng Qing'an couldn't understand the warning from the old feather man. Feng Qing'an naturally took it very seriously, but he had no intention of treating the feather man in front of him so roughly like he treated the King of Sharks. king.

Coercion won't work, but inducement can.

Feng Qing'an didn't think anyone would have the courage and perseverance to say no to him after tasting the sweetness from him.

The old feather man in front of you is the best negative example. No matter how talented you are, your bloodline becomes a shackles, you will still be trapped in life, and in the end you can only sit down in this old and senile posture and disappear in the world. world.

"Haha, the old timer is quite tolerant."

"After all, at my age, I don't have much nostalgia for this world anymore. It's just that I will be a little nagging as I get older. I would like to ask one more question, what is your intention when you come here?"

The divine light emerging from the old feathered man's turbid eyes became sharper, like two peerless swords about to be unsheathed. If there was the slightest mistake, they would be unsheathed and stain the sky with blood.

"I've only seen descriptions of the Qiongyu Clan in books, but I've never actually seen it with my own eyes. Now that I've heard about it, I came to have a look, and I asked the seniors to give me some advice."

At this moment, the wind is calm, gentle, and elegant, as if he is a direct descendant from a family of practitioners with eternal inheritance.

"just looking?"

After hearing Feng Qing'an's nonsense reason, let alone the old Yuren who had experienced thousands of years, even the young Yuren around them had expressions of doubt and disbelief on their faces.

After all, it was clear that Feng Qingan had bad intentions in this battle.

"Of course!"

Feng Qingan once again stated that he loves peace and does not like fighting. He just came here to see.

"Since your Majesty is curious about our Qiongyu Clan, I wonder if you would like to follow me inside to have a look?"

Although Lao Yuren also felt that what Feng Qingan said was just nonsense, he didn't point it out. He just followed his words and directly invited him in.

"Of course I am willing, but your clan's land seems to be too small, and these big Kuns who are following me can't seem to get in."

Feng Qingan looked embarrassed.

"I'm afraid this will require a lot of effort, your Majesty. If you raise these Kun beasts, they probably won't be able to get in."

The old Yuren replied with a kind and gentle tone.

"That's okay, too."

Feng Qing'an didn't see much hesitation and immediately agreed, which immediately made many Yuren look surprised.

Because in their opinion, this human boy clearly relied on Kun Qun to be so domineering and arrogant across the sea.

"Then I will follow the old man inside to take a look. However, these big Kuns cannot be brought in. I would like to bring some followers with me. Is it okay?"

Feng Qingan asked with a smile.

"If it's like this, of course it's okay."

The old feathered man's eyes fell on the Shark King next to Feng Qing'an, although this Shark King had already shed many of his gorgeous clothes as a king.

But now, in her eyes, the extremely simple clothes also made her look extremely pretty and conspicuous, like the brightest fairy flower among thousands of flowers.

"..."

Under the gaze of the Feather King, the Merman King, who was full of life and vitality, and who was much younger, quickly lowered his head. Naturally, they knew each other, but it was not a relationship of equal status, but a relationship between seniors and younger generation.

Because the so-called close friends in the boudoir are the feathered king's most talented blood relatives.

"That's no problem."

The moment he finished speaking, a yawning black cat emerged from his clothes and squatted on his shoulder with a lazy posture.

The old Yuren's eyes immediately moved away from the King of Mermen, and fell on the cat who was being picked up by Feng Qing'an's neck, held in his arms, and kept teasing, UU reading www.uukanshu. netｔAfter staring for a moment, there was an incredible look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, you are so brave, you dare to keep such an ominous thing in captivity!"

"The old man has a good eye, and he actually saw the heels and feet of my little kitten!"

Feng Qing'an glanced at the old feather man with some surprise. What the demon is best at is not disturbing people's hearts, causing people's hearts to collapse and ruining their future, but hiding.

If a heavenly demon wants to hide, even a monk who is several levels higher will have a hard time catching it out. It is only when it is causing trouble that it is easiest to find its traces.

But the old Yu man in front of him really saw it, so Feng Qingan changed his attitude towards the old Yu man and paid more attention to him.

However, looking at Feng Qing'an who was playing with the demon as a pet, one could easily imagine what the old Yuren thought of him. He would never dare to look down upon him, as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

"Your Majesty, you are not afraid of such vicious backlash. I'm afraid it will be too late for you to regret it by then."

"Backlash? The old man's worries are unfounded. This little kitten will never bite me back in this life. Even if he has the courage, he doesn't have the power."