As the days passed, there were more and more people.

Around Wanren Mountain, there are people everywhere, and the market is even more crowded, a sea of people.

"Sell the pill! The best Huiling Pill, one down, will make you fierce again, it is a necessary pill for going out to explore treasures!"

"Come and take a look! Magic weapon sale, the whole audience is 10% off!"

The shouts came and went, and it was very lively.

In front of every shop, there are many people around, and business is extremely hot.

In addition to pills and magic weapons, there are also many fortune tellers and those who sell all kinds of transfer charms, which is completely slaughtering.

Tang Hao wanders in the market every day, but his attention is on the other side.

The Terran and the descendants of the flood are bounded by a river, and they occupy one side, and the market is built by the river, and the opposite side is the territory of the descendants of the flood.

Every day, a giant beast flies in the sky and lands in the mountains over there, and you can usually see all kinds of behemoths walking there.

There are many types of descendants of the flood wilderness, all kinds of things, and the only thing in common is that they are all extremely ancient bloodlines, born with supernatural powers and strong strength.

Many of them are species that have appeared in myths and legends, such as the golden-winged Dapeng clan and the nine-headed eagle clan, all of which are extremely terrifying existences.

These are the top beings among the descendants of the Flood Desolation, and they are qualified to live on the sacred mountain.

And what kind of black tiger, the blood lion clan, is just a last-rate race, barely qualified to be a descendant of the flood wilderness, but not qualified to stay in Shenshan.

Every day, someone looks at the behemoth that crosses the sky, showing a look of amazement.

In their eyes, these are terrible creatures to be feared.

However, in Tang Hao's eyes, it was a completely different perspective.

"Wow! What a big bird, the braised wings must be delicious!"

"Wow, a three-headed lion can make three plates of braised lion heads!"

In his eyes, these are the best ingredients, and he looks at these ingredients every day, thinking in his heart, how to eat them.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Write it down, write it down!"

He carefully wrote down all the practices in his notebook.

Braised lion's head, steamed giant turtle, three fresh snake soup...... He wrote down the dishes one by one, and he also took the time to prepare the seasonings.

Early in the morning, news finally came that the entrance was about to open today.

Suddenly, the entire mountain range was in a stir, and countless people rolled up their bunks and rushed towards the entrance.

The entrance is in a canyon, with the Terrans on the left and the Descendants of the Flood on the right.

On the side of the human race, there were several old men, not the sect leader, but the elders of various forces, and on the opposite side, there was an old turtle entrenched.

The turtle was so big and terrifying that it had to crush the cliffs on both sides and widen the canyon so that it could be accommodated, and its body was covered with thick rock formations and moss.

The old turtle closed its eyes, as if dozing off.

This is the Baxia clan, from the southern sacred mountain.

It is said that this beast is a descendant of a true dragon, a combination of a turtle and a dragon, and its strength is quite terrifying.

And this one is the patrol angel of the southern sacred mountain.

The crowd poured in from the mouth of the canyon and came to the front, and there were also huge beasts rushing on the opposite side, and the two sides faced each other from afar.

"Huh!

From time to time, there was a snort of contempt in the midst of the herd.

In the eyes of their descendants of the desolation, the human race is of low blood, just a group of two-legged reptiles.

Hearing this, the Terran side was a little angry.

"Hmph! I'll play with you later! Let's see who's the reptile!"

With an angry shout, a figure descended from the sky, wearing a pitch-black battle armor and carrying an ancient clumsy battle sword, it was Luo Tiandaozi.

"And me! I want to see what you Honghuang clan are capable of!"

The Immortal Daozi followed closely.

They stood in front of the crowd, staring coldly at each other.

As great sectarians, they are not afraid of these descendants of the flood at all.

"Yo! I thought it was who, it turned out to be Luo Tian, a genius of the Immortal Sect!"

On the opposite side, a huge black eagle swept over and landed on the cliff, looking down condescendingly. This carving is very peculiar, it actually has nine heads, it is the nine-headed eagle family.

"Haha! What kind of genius, they have been abused by that surnamed Qin, they also deserve to be called geniuses?"

With another cold snort, a golden light swept by, and when it came closer, the figure of a three-headed lion appeared.

The whole body is bright gold, and the mane is thick, and it is extremely powerful.

The lion laughed and said contemptuously: "I think, they have to call it waste wood, so many people, but not even a guy can die, if it is handed over to us, the surname Qin will be dead a long time ago!"

In the camp of the descendants of the flood wilderness, there was a burst of laughter.

The faces of the two Daozi sank and became extremely ugly.

"Could it be that you will be his opponent? If you do, the end will be even worse!" Luo Tiandaozi sneered.

"Hmph! If he dares to come, I will slap him to death with one palm! He is a fart in front of my noble descendants of the Flood Desolation!" said the lion disdainfully.

The one surnamed Qin has a bit of strength, and it is said that even the sect leader can't help it, but in fact, it is only one method that is more powerful, which makes the sect leader-level figures jealous.

But other than that, it's nothing, the flesh is strong? Can he be a descendant of the wilderness?

And what kind of natal baby, it's also an old antique thing, in front of his powerful descendants of the flood wilderness, it's nothing at all!

The reason why the surnamed Qin is still alive is only because he hasn't met them so far.

"Ho! What a big breath! Do you want to fight now!"

Luo Tiandaozi said angrily, and Luo Tianjian behind him was buzzing and trembling.

"Fight and fight, who is afraid of whom!"

The lion roared, and the battle was terrifying.

"Okay, let's all be restrained! Let's go in and talk about it!" the old men spoke, temporarily easing the situation.

With the continuous arrival of men and horses on both sides, the atmosphere of confrontation continued to escalate, and the tension was tense.

On the side of the human race, Tang Hao saw a lot of acquaintances, basically the younger generation came, and even that Ji Wu was also driving the black python and falling from the sky.

On the opposite side, one by one the Honghuang ethnic groups appeared, the golden-winged Dapeng, the six-eared macaque, and the Dijiang clan......

They perched on top of the cliff, and their heads were terrifying.

After a moment of confrontation, the old men looked up at the sky and shouted, "It's noon, let's go in!"

With that, he turned to one side and got out of the way.

Ji Wu took the black python, and his body shot like electricity, and on the opposite side, the golden-winged Dapeng also swept over, and the two arrived almost at the same time, and after a move, they got into the crack.

"Let's go!"

A group of Daozi followed, and the elites of the descendants of the flood famine.

After these people entered, it was the turn of the large army.

Tang Hao was caught in the crowd and squeezed in.

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