Chapter 815

The lush green mountains stretched endlessly, green algae like a velvet carpet covered the bottom of the water, and fish, shrimp, crabs, and turtles swam in the sky.

Refreshing.

Liang Qu's first feeling.

He had seen two demon king territories so far.

The Eight-Clawed King's Sea Abyss Palace.

The Frog King's rock cave.

The Sea Abyss Palace goes without saying—the base camp of sea merchants, a piece of prosperity, the market spread along the peaks, crisscrossing, all kinds of sea beasts gathered inside, with sporadic water algae mixed in.

Lively and full of beast Qi.

The Frog King's rock cave is relatively monotonous. The cave and the tribe are not close together. The cave entrance presses out a large yellow rock square, surrounded by things he loves, and fluorescent vines fill the mountains and plains.

A beauty of wild growth.

The Turtle King is different from both.

Full of vitality, green and pleasing to the eye.

It is completely a large botanical garden.

The water algae on the ground are not like kelp, which is black and thin, but tender green bud algae. As the name suggests, the shape is like the clusters of tender buds that bloom on trees in early spring.

Not just a corner of the mountains.

It is a spread of dozens or hundreds of miles.

As far as the eye can see, it is all "wilderness," like two ice cubes submerged in summer mint water, drunk in one gulp.

Long Binglin jumped off the Round Head and cupped his hands.

"May I ask which sword rank the two lords are?"

"Sword rank?" The large shrimp on the right turned its head, "Big brother, he asked us which sword rank."

"Little brother, big brother heard."

"Should we tell them?" The right shrimp was eager to try.

"Ha, since you asked sincerely, we will tell you with great mercy."

*Shua shua shua! *

The towering-backed large shrimp on the left flicked its forehead sword, picked a sword flower, water splashed, and it pointed to the ground.

"I am Sword Twelve!"

The large shrimp on the right followed closely, flicking its tail, falling under Twelve, soaring toward the sky.

"I am Sword Thirteen!"

*Qiang! Qiang! Qiang! *

The long swords went up and down, touching three times.

The Fat Catfish widened its eyes.

Long Binglin praised: "Twelve, Thirteen, ranking so high, you must have high martial arts!"

"You are quite sensible! You actually know our tribe's situation. Since that's the case, why trespass into the Turtle tribe's residence! Speak quickly! Otherwise, don't blame this young master for being impolite and piercing your gallbladder!"

"I'll pierce your shit bag!"

Long Binglin laughed and said: "Could the two of you not recognize me as a Dragon-Man?"

"Dragon-Man?"

The two shrimp restrained themselves slightly.

They don't like to socialize with people and don't know the human size ratio.

Honestly, they couldn't tell the difference between the two.

"Why are you Dragon-Men visiting?"

"To deliver an invitation."

"Invitation?"

Long Binglin negotiated with the two large shrimp.

Liang Qu leaned against Long Eying.

"What does it mean?"

Long Eying whispered: "The Turtle King doesn't like disputes and is born with a quiet nature. However, living in the Great Marsh, he cannot help himself and always has things that need to be solved by force. Therefore, there are three great foreign war tribes under his command: Sword Shrimp, Fist Crab, and Electric Eel.

They are good at fighting and live with the Turtle tribe. Among them, the Sword Shrimp tribe is the most loyal. They have a natural long sword on their heads, which is no worse than a divine weapon. The names of the shrimp in the tribe are all ranked by strength. For example, Sword One and Sword Two are both Sword Shrimp great demons, ranked in order."

"Twelve, Thirteen, ranking so high, aren't they very powerful?"

"They must be experts of the Sword Shrimp tribe."

The two put their heads together, talking to each other, seemingly secretly, but in reality, their voices were not small at all.

Or rather.

Deliberately so.

Give three points of courtesy.

Sure enough, the two shrimp showed pride, and the interaction went very smoothly.

"I'll go report!"

Sword Thirteen took on the task of reporting.

*Ci la! *

The shrimp tail ejected, turning into a white stream and disappearing into the sky.

Sword Twelve stayed in place, guarding the people and fish, its two eye stalks shaking left and right, looking around at the crowd and beasts, suddenly catching sight of the Fubo lying flat beside Liang Qu, its eyes shining brightly.

"You also use weapons?"

Liang Qu was stunned and nodded: "I know two sets of spear techniques, but they can't be presented in elegant halls."

Sword Twelve was spirited, flicking out two white streams: "Knowing is enough. What elegant or not elegant? Whether it's powerful or not, whether you can use it or not, you only know after fighting. Hurry up and fight me!"

"We came here today, not to fight the Sword Shrimp tribe."

"No matter, I won't hurt you."

Liang Qu's mouth twitched.

Sword Twelve saw the divine weapon and was excited, insisting on pulling Liang Qu to spar.

Liang Qu originally had no interest, but he couldn't stand being on someone else's territory and couldn't reject the shrimp's interest.

"Sparring a bit, it doesn't matter, right?"

"It doesn't matter. Sword Shrimp love to fight, especially weapon fighting. Elder, don't worry."

"Okay."

Liang Qu turned into an ape. Long Binglin and Long Eying had no worries about a shrimp demon, even if Long Binglin couldn't fight it with his supernatural powers, Liang Qu's human form was not as strong as his ape form, but he was not an ordinary person.

One person and one shrimp stood on both sides.

"My Twelve Sword doesn't know how many of the same tribe and water beasts it has defeated. I wipe it every day and worship it every night, not daring to have the slightest slack. Be careful!"

"Thanks for the reminder."

Shortly after.

*Boom! *

Gravel splashed.

The towering-backed large shrimp flew backward and smashed into the mountain, exploding a cloud of brown mist, and emerald water algae floated all over the sky.

"Big brother, what happened to you, big brother!"

Sword Thirteen, who had returned from reporting, rushed forward, its forehead sword picking away the gravel, and its shrimp claws pulling Sword Twelve out of the silt.

"Oh my!" Sword Twelve shook its head, flicking the silt off its head, still a bit dizzy, looking at Liang Qu whose long spear was slanted. "What a powerful long spear."

"I concede."

Fubo rotated, the red tassel floated, and the cold edge flowed.

Liang Qu didn't even use much force.

Looking at the half-cracked forehead sword on its head, Sword Twelve felt distressed. It only touched it once, and it wasn't the spear blade but the spear body, and there was a big gap. It probably won't be able to raise it for a month or two.

"How much force did you use?"

"All my strength."

Long Eying's mouth curved up.

Sword Twelve felt comforted in its heart; it was just slightly inferior.

It raised its head and asked: "Does the Turtle King want to see them?"

"Want to see, want to see."

"Skills are inferior to others. You and I will fight again next time. Go in first."

No wrangling, just as Long Eying said, purely a combative nature.

The world is full of wonders.

It's an interesting tribe.

Having defeated the gatekeeper, the Fat Catfish swam proudly, and the River Porpoises behind pulled the gifts in a string.

Sword Thirteen led the way, shuttling through the mountain path guarded by the two large shrimp. The saturation of the whole world was full, the cyan color was more "vivid" than before, and Liang Qu could feel a special vitality from the water flow.

It didn't look like water, but more like some kind of plant juice, a refreshing Qi between breaths.

Between the mountains and fields, there were all kinds of demon beasts—turtles, tortoises, turtles, and more fish, shrimp, and crabs. Although not as many as in the Sea Abyss Palace, it looked like they all lived here.

The Turtle King has lived for a long time and is indeed different. His rule over the West Water Domain is much higher than the Toad's.

The whole tribe is full of vitality.

Looking at the Frog tribe, it is loose; as long as you don't provoke the Frog tribe, great demons can roam freely.

"Worth the ticket price."

Liang Qu had hesitated about whether to come to see the Turtle King before, but after fighting Long Binglin, he discovered a brand new use for 【Vortex Armor】: concealing Qi!

Favor, aura, Qi, the fluctuations of walking, sitting, lying, and sleeping—【Vortex Armor】 can eliminate them all!

Not simple concealment, but elimination!

It's gone, no matter how high the realm is, it can't be seen.

Before coming, Liang Qu specifically tested it with the Great Elder and the Toad King.

"Here."

Sword Thirteen paused.

Liang Qu poked his head out to look.

*Huo! *

Inside the whole canyon, a clear green deep pool was churning, with the wonderful feeling of water under water. More than a dozen large turtles were lying lazily on the lawn.

There were big ones and small ones, and several kinds of species.

The strange thing is.

A turtle in the middle of the lawn is not the biggest, but its aura is as deep as the sea. Resting with its eyes closed, its whole back has silver patterns. One look makes one dizzy, as if peeking at some incredible secret.

Fubo made a trembling sound, passing a tooth-aching feeling into Liang Qu's heart.

It's the feeling of not being able to cut.

Turtle King?

"Yo! Little Liang!"

Liang Qu turned his head when he heard the voice, his face showing surprise.

"Grandpa Shou!"

Wu Cangshou paddled his four limbs and swam over.

"Why did you kid follow? Is there nothing to do in the River-Lake Office?"

"I have to escort grain and medicine in two days, so I took the opportunity to accompany Eying to deliver the invitation."

Wu Cangshou suddenly realized.

It often goes to Liang's pond to bask in the sun, and it is no stranger to the relationship between Liang Qu and Long Eying.

"Don't just stand there like a fool, come and see the Great King!"

(End of chapter)