The Ancient Vast Realm

Greed - always makes creatures unable to make the most accurate judgment, thus losing everything.

Under the dark sky, on a broken low mountain.

"Hehe..."

Chi Longyun's eyes were red, and he was panting. He twisted the last head of the Winged Man in his hand off, loosened his hand and let it roll to the ground, and he himself finally softened his feet and sat down on a bare rock with some powerlessness.

At this time, Chi Longyun's condition was not good. One of his arms had fallen down powerlessly, and the cloak that concealed his figure had become fragments hanging on his body, revealing the bloody robe inside.

On the chest that was already soaked with blood or sweat, a hideous wound almost pierced his heart, leaving a deep penetration mark on his chest, and dark red blood was oozing out uncontrollably.

Where he sat, there were flying grass and gravel, brand new soil gullies, and the bodies of the Winged Tribe warriors that were torn to pieces. The blood-stained messy feathers were scattered all over the ground, and the grass seeds and broken leaves were blown around by the breeze, silently telling what kind of war this place had experienced.

On a rugged stone wall, the Winged Tribe warrior who was originally the leader was nailed to the stone wall by a gilded red dragon spear. Its wings had been broken long ago, and the red blood had flowed down the stone wall, depicting a magnificent incomplete painting on the uneven stone wall.

Under its drooping head, there was a pair of gray eyes full of fear and confusion.

Until his death, the leader of the Winged Man tribe didn't understand why a human who was only in the early stage of the third realm and had experienced a series of battles could fight and kill three of them with his exhausted body, and killed them here, but he could no longer know the answer.

Chi Longyun used his palm covered with fine scales to slightly lift the blood-stained long hair on his forehead, and looked at the head of the Winged Man tribe that rolled down at his feet, and was silent for a while.

"I don't know how Brother Feng is now, I hope he can be safe..."

Chi Longyun stroked a silver ring on his right finger with a trembling hand, whispering softly, in this ring, was the last body of his brother.

"Brother, I'm sorry. It seems that I can't take you back. I'm still not strong enough. I've failed my father and uncles. I'm not the one who can make the clan return to the ancestral land. I can only cause my friends to fall into trouble now..."

Chi Longyun's eyes were a little dim. It could be said that he was almost out of energy at this time, but he knew that the matter was not over yet.

Sure enough, just as he was thinking this, a series of subtle sounds of breaking through the air finally came from afar, getting louder and louder.

"Hehe, I said there must be something strange about this kid, and he has to thank the three idiots of the Winged People"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up, take this kid's body and leave quickly. This kid obviously has such a strong strength, but he still has to come out of the Burning Desolate Cave Heaven in advance. He must have obtained some extraordinary treasures."

Chi Longyun looked up tiredly, only to see two strange snakes with a body of more than ten feet long and a strange tumor flying from a distance. The flying speed was stronger than the previous few Winged People.

"Hehe, yellow bird?"

Chi Longyun laughed at himself, raised his hand and directly took the gilded red dragon spear that nailed the Winged People strongman to death into his hand with a "swoosh", then slowly stood up from the rock, swung the spear in his hand, and drops of blood flew.

"If you want my life, then come on..."

Chi Longyun looked at the two flying snakes with cold eyes, feeling the two beating hearts in his body, and a sense of death appeared on his body.

Seeing this scene, the two snakes suddenly stopped and looked at Chi Longyun with some doubt, wondering whether he was bluffing or really holding back.

"Human boy, we are here only for treasures. As long as you hand over everything on you, we will turn around and leave, and we can also help you lead the people behind you away, so that you can have a chance to survive."

The snake on the left looked at Chi Longyun's eyes and spoke in a deep voice in the common language of all races.

However, hearing this, Chi Longyun not only did not mean to be moved, but a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face.

"If you want to get the treasure on me, then come and get it yourself, it depends on whether you have a life!" Chi Longyun said disdainfully.

If he really believed the other party's lies, he would be extremely stupid. If he hesitated for a moment, he would be waiting for the other party's thunderbolt.

After all, compared with what he handed over, the one that the other party took personally was more trustworthy, and he didn't have to worry about his grudge. He would naturally root out the grass.

Besides, even if the other party really kept his promise and let him go, the guys behind them would not believe it so easily. Moreover, a human of the third realm of the human race might be a good blood food in the eyes of these alien beasts.

However, after hearing this, the two strange snakes became more cautious, and they seemed to be afraid of the consequences.

And in this stalemate, a more powerful breath came from the back, as mighty as a volcano.

"Damn it! It's the guy from the Flame Demon Clan! No matter what, do it!"

Feeling the breath coming from behind, the two monster snakes' eyes changed at the same time, and finally made up their minds and pounced towards Chi Longyun.

Looking at the two fierce giant snakes, a strong wind blew from the top of the mountain, blowing Chi Longyun's blood-colored long hair and torn robes backwards.

He pursed his cracked lips, felt the bloody smell in his mouth, clenched the spear in his hand, and waited for the last moment to come.

When the monster snake was less than ten meters away from Chi Longyun, Chi Longyun could even smell the stench in the other's open mouth.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and then the whole world seemed to be in a state of prohibition, and even the grass debris blowing in the wind stopped.

Then, in the astonished eyes of the two snakes and one person, a huge feather slowly emerged from the void, on which sat two human-looking old men and a young man. The handsome young man sitting in front of the feather was pinching a strange seal with his hands, and his fingertips were filled with a little spiritual light, looking down with a smile on his face.

"The... the eighth prince?"

Although Chi Longyun was restrained and unable to move his body at this time, his eyes were uncontrollable, and he even murmured.

How could he not recognize that the young man wearing a blue and white crane cloak was clearly the eighth prince who claimed to be Brother Feng Xuan - Yin Mo!