The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

The young man standing at the bow of the boat glanced at the man, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.

"My descendants are regarded as beasts that pull carts. If I were you, I would kill them first when we meet, so as not to be embarrassed all the way."

"you……"

"Young Master Xi, please stop provoking him. Uncle Ao was also very angry along the way, but our demon clan is different from your demon clan. Since those green dragons have signed a contract with the god clan, they are no longer under the jurisdiction of our demon clan. , if the Gods hadn’t gone too far, we wouldn’t have intervened.”

As a light and sweet voice sounded, a girl in a moon-white dress walked out of the cabin of the spirit boat. The sun hit the girl's face, and the face was as cold as snow and holy as lotus. A touch of golden light made the girl look even more sacred and inviolable.

The visitor is Princess Qinghuan, the jewel in the eye of the current Fox Emperor of the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fox Clan.

Hearing Qing Huan's words, the man she called Uncle Ao snorted, and finally turned away and said nothing. The ninth elder of the Dragon Clan, Ao Fang, is a nine-clawed golden dragon. This time, he was assigned by the Fox Emperor to accompany Qing Huan. The princess went to the human race to participate in this hundred-sect competition. He never expected to encounter gods and demons on the road. What made him most angry was that the god boy actually got a treasure car pulled by a green dragon. Along the way, there were even more The filthy words kept coming, and he was simply trampling on the face of his dragon clan.

While several people were talking, there was finally movement in the deep pit under the ground. A burst of green flames suddenly ignited in the deep pit. The flame was silent and seemed to have no deterrent effect, but it caused the soil around the pit to tremble. Rapidly melting, as the flames continued to rise, the spirit boats of the demons and demons that were originally staying on the edge of the pit were forced to retreat a little, and the shining treasure car slowly rose from the pit. , At this time, a gloomy-looking man stood in front of the treasure car. His whole body was burning with blue flames, and the eyes of the demons and monsters looking above were full of anger.

"You monster clan are so brave, you actually dare to kill my spiritual pet and destroy my treasured car!"

The Protoss young man's gloomy eyes first looked at Ao Fang, and then fell on Qing Huan, as if he wanted an explanation.

Qing Huan was also looking at the young man from the God Clan at this time. Although they were walking together on the road, they only heard his voice and never saw this man. At this time, he saw the green flames lingering around him, which showed that his status in the God Clan was not high. Low, but he is not someone they are familiar with. At least there is no information about this person in the information about the Gods that the Monster Race has.

"I wonder what the envoy of God is called?"

Qing Huan looked the person over to make sure he had no impression, and asked first out of politeness.

"Ha! That bullshit God's Envoy is just a clown who got his position by relying on a soft-boiled man."

Mo Xi's disdainful scolding instantly ignited the man's anger. What their family hates most now is hearing people say that their family relies on soft-boiled men to get to the top. Mo Xi's precise words hit the target, and the man's expression was visible. He instantly turned red and waved a sea of ​​green fire towards Mo Xi, and at the same time cursed in a dirty manner.

"Mo Xi, who do you think you are? You're just a bastard who was abandoned by your biological parents. How can a little bastard who pretends to be a tiger because he was adopted by the Demon Lord have the right to criticize me?"

"you wanna die!"

Mo Xi looked nonchalant when he saw the flames swung by the man, but when he heard the man's words, he instantly became angry. He jumped out of the spirit boat and rushed toward the man with demonic energy rolling around him.

Qing Huan saw that the two of them were about to fight if they disagreed, so he waved his hand and ordered Lingzhou to move back a little. At the same time, he blinked, all the coolness in his body was restrained, and he looked at the two people who were fighting together in front of him with interest. He waved out two benches and several plates of fruits, and pulled Ao Fang to sit down and read with relish. This was the way it was along the way. She was used to it. Before, it was just spiritual weapons clashing with each other. This time it was even better. It was much more interesting before.

Seeing the two people fighting, several figures flew out from the Demon Clan's spirit boat and the God Clan's treasure car, confronting each other from a distance. They both looked displeased with each other and started fighting if they disagreed. It means that the demons and gods have had a long history of grudges. After the war between gods and demons, these human-god and human-demon hybrids that were not looked down upon by the true gods and demons have maintained superficial peace, but in the past ten years, they have secretly There were more and more frictions, and the hatred was naturally ignited again little by little.

Nangong Chen and the others watched the gods and demons fighting. The demons sat in the distance and watched the show, enjoying themselves. They, the human monks standing not far away, were completely ignored. They really didn't care at all. In their eyes, it was unbearable. Nangong Chen snorted and stepped forward, directly stepping into the battle between Mo Xi and the god clan. The gods and demon clans facing each other saw it, but had no intention of stopping it. , Qing Huan became even more excited when she saw that the human race actually joined in, her round fox eyes filled with shining light.

Nangong Chen stepped into the fighting circle between the two, half of his body was wrapped in cyan flames, and half fell into the rolling demonic energy. Mo Xi and the man from the God Clan naturally saw Nangong Chen, but neither of them spoke, almost At the same time, they attacked Nangong Chen. The people outside saw only the cyan flames and the dazzling white light shining in the dark demonic energy. Not long after, there was a deafening explosion, and the three people in the melee flew out at the same time. .

"Little Lord!"

"Son!"

"Nangong Chen!"

Three exclamations rang out, and the gods and demons immediately came to his side. On Nangong Chen's side, Si Wuyou, Ji Hanyi and others also quickly gathered behind Nangong Chen.

"Are you OK?"

Si Wuyou was relieved to see that there was nothing unusual about Nangong Chen, but he still subconsciously asked, whether they are the young masters of the sect or the chief disciples, there might be some competition on weekdays, but now facing the other three The people in this region are a community, and they all suffer when they are prosperous and suffer losses.

"I am fine."

Nangong Chen replied softly, but kept looking at the three people opposite.

"Are you Nangong Chen, the eldest disciple of the Master of Wuji Palace and the most outstanding genius in the human race today?"

Mo Xi was standing on his spirit boat carelessly, looking at Nangong Chen who was not far away. Although it was just a brief encounter, he could feel that this human race was indeed very strong, at least better than the clown from the God race.

The God Clan man pursed his lips and looked at Nangong Chen without saying a word. He had suffered some losses in the fight just now. At this time, the energy and blood in his body surged. A human ant actually hurt him. Damn it!