The Ancient Vast Realm

On the black python, Jian Wuchen looked at the barren wasteland below and couldn't help but sigh.

If it weren't for the high probability that their news was wrong, Jian Wuchen would never believe that the king of the Wusha tribe, a strong man at least at the peak of the middle stage of the lord realm, would actually live in such a remote and barren place, and was driven here by others.

However, unlike Jian Wuchen, when he really saw this place, Feng Xuan narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"Maybe..."

Feng Xuan said casually, but his face showed a meaningful expression.

"This is the territory of my Wusha tribe, you two should stop."

At this moment, with a loud shout, a flash of fire, and a figure had blocked Feng Xuan and the others.

When the fire dissipated, a figure of the Wusha tribe with black wings on his back appeared, staring at Feng Xuan and the others with a serious look.

But compared with Wu Man and other Wusha tribes, the man in front of him had slightly red hair and his eyes seemed to have flames dancing.

Seeing the newcomer, Feng Xuan immediately drove the black python to stop and looked at the newcomer.

"I am Feng Xuan of the human race, I am honored."

Feng Xuan's tone was calm, without any surprise. Before the two of them entered the territory of the Demon Flame Cave, Feng Xuan had already noticed that someone was secretly watching them, but as the two of them went deeper, the other party could no longer hold back and showed up.

"I am Wu Ye. I wonder if the Lord of Heaven and the Lord of Sword came to our territory. What is the important matter? If you have entered by mistake, please do not go any deeper. The front is the heartland of our tribe, and outsiders are not welcome."

Wu Ye looked at Feng Xuan and the other two who seemed to have a calm aura, but he felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

Although the Nan Wusha tribe lived in this remote Demon Eye Cave, they were not cut off from the outside world. Although he had never seen Feng Xuan and the other two in front of him, he had already received some information about them from his own intelligence network, especially the eyeless black python under the two people, which became a symbol of their identity.

In the intelligence, the name of Feng Xuan, the Heavenly Lord of Disaster, was gradually spread and received wide attention from all parties.

Along with Feng Xuan, there was also the "White-clothed Sword Lord" Jian Wuchen, who was also a powerful existence who could easily kill a fourth-level strongman.

For these two human races who had recently made great moves in the Qianyan Volcano, Wu Ye was curious and full of fear.

It and Wu Man were old acquaintances. The two had had fierce conflicts and battles more than once, but neither could do anything to the other, and even more often, it was at a disadvantage.

However, in the intelligence, Wu Man was killed by the human race in front of him in a very short time, which was simply horrifying.

As Wu Man's old rival, Wu Ye knew his opponent's strength very well. It can be said that it was difficult for an ordinary fourth-level strongman to escape from Wu Man's hands, but such a strongman eventually died in Feng Xuan's hands.

If the intelligence was true, Wu Ye understood that it would not be difficult for the two people in front of him to solve it.

If it weren't for his own tribe and the king behind him, Wu Ye really didn't want to face Feng Xuan and the others directly. It was too risky, especially when the other party was unclear about the enemy.

"I came here to visit His Excellency King Wusha. May I ask if you can introduce me?"

Feng Xuan smiled slightly, took out a brocade box and said to Wu Ye.

"This..."

Seeing Feng Xuan's attitude, Wu Ye, who wanted to refuse directly, was a little embarrassed.

As a powerful man who has recently become famous, according to intelligence, Feng Xuan is not a person with a good temper. It can be said that this person's murderous nature is terrible. Those two consecutive third-rate forces were completely exterminated by this person.

The other party did not appear for a long time, but he set off a million killings in this Qianyan Volcano.

The curse killing technique of the Disaster Heavenly Lord is no longer a secret in this Qianyan Volcano, which is one of the reasons why all parties are extremely afraid.

Even those who think they are stronger than Feng Xuan are not willing to face a witch who is good at cursing and killing. After all, for a person like Feng Xuan, even if he dies, he can issue a final curse to kill his opponent at the cost of his life before he dies. It's simply shameless.

And if it is impossible to kill Feng Xuan directly, no one is willing to provoke such a person. The difficulty of killing human witches can be said to be notoriously difficult in this world, and few people are willing to provoke them easily.

Feng Xuan has already shown his goodwill. If he refuses at this time, Wu Ye is very worried that it will directly make this extremely ferocious Tianjun angry and make a great enemy for the Nanwusha tribe.

"The two lords have come, and my Demon Flame Cave is really glorious. I am not feeling well and cannot go out to meet them. Please forgive me."

Just when Wu Ye was in trouble, he saw a deep voice, and the evil spirit gathered, forming a magic bridge that led directly to the depths of the wilderness.

"It's the king!"

Hearing this voice, Wu Ye was happy and relieved.

What he feared most was that King Wusha was unwilling to meet Feng Xuan and the others, and Feng Xuan and the others would not give up until they achieved their goal.

Although Wu Ye had absolute confidence in King Wusha, even if King Wusha could repel the two with his powerful strength, it would inevitably create a feud between the two sides, which would not be worth the loss, unless King Wusha could directly save Feng Xuan and the others' lives here.

But in this way, it is inevitable that it will attract the attention of the forces behind the other party. If the other party sends strong men again, the Nanwusha tribe will have no other choice but to migrate the whole tribe.

After all, the identities of the two are not ordinary people, but envoys suspected to be directly from the Great Wilderness Holy Land of the human race.

Under the leadership of Wu Ye, Feng Xuan and the others were not afraid of fraud and stepped directly onto the magic bridge and were led to the depths of the wilderness.

Passing through a huge underground cave standing on the surface, they walked towards the dark underground for an unknown period of time, and finally Feng Xuan and the others came to a fire cave full of black ground fire.

When the darkness faded, what appeared in front of Feng Xuan and the others was a huge burning underground world.

In the center of the burning fire cave, a figure that seemed distorted in the magic flames sat cross-legged quietly in the center of the fire cave. On the other person, there were faintly thick rune chains binding him, and the other end of the chain was deeply embedded in the four-sided rock wall.

"I am honored to be your honorable guest. Unfortunately, I can only show myself in such a miserable state. I am sorry to both of you."

The figure in the center of the fire cave spoke. When he opened his eyes, countless black flames seemed to be suppressed by something, and all of them faded away in the cracks of the ground. The figure gradually appeared clearly in the eyes of Feng Xuan and others.

This is a figure that is very different from the other Wusha people. Generally, Wusha people only have two black wings, but this figure has four huge black wings, and the size of the other party is also dozens of feet. From a distance, it looks like a terrifying underground demon god.

Wusha people - Wusha King!