Lord of Pets

The extraordinary world, the first domain, the land of no one.

There are rolling mountains here, undulating forests, blue sea waves, and hundreds of rivers.

To the far east, there is a mountain called "Xiangchi".

Ancient records once recorded that 40,000 years ago, there was a sacred spring here with pink spring water flowing in it.

The spring water is like nectar and jade dew.

Not only is it bright in color, it also has the magical effect of restoring flesh and bones to the dead.

There used to be hundreds of human saints. After hearing about this incident, they came from various transcendental realms to find out.

Some were seriously injured and in urgent need of repairing their flesh and soul;

Some people's lifespan is exhausted, and they long to break and then stand up again, to live a second spring;

More often than not, they are stuck in a certain realm of the Holy Lord and want to use the Cave Heaven Paradise to find opportunities for breakthrough.

What’s puzzling is that there are detailed records in the dossier, down to the time, place, and the effect of the spring water...

But no matter how hard you look for it, you can't find any pink spring water in the direction it points to, that is, in the mountain range called "Xiangchi".

For a long time, there were saints and even saint beasts who did not believe in evil and almost turned this place upside down.

It wasn't until nothing was harvested that the place gradually became peaceful and returned to its former desolate atmosphere.

"Wow~~~"

At the very bottom of the mountain, through the cracks in space that are only as thin as a hair, you can faintly smell a faint aroma.

Follow this gap and enter a deeper world. Whether it is the age of the surrounding rocks or the divine substance floating in the air that is almost condensed into liquid, it is enough to show that this place is different.

"Snoring... snoring..."

The hot air was gushing out, and within the secret cave, nine strange and extraordinary creatures were sleeping.

The largest one was more than 700 meters long and wide, lying there like a low mountain peak.

Next to it, there is a holy dragon that is only one-tenth the size.

Every dragon scale on its body is made of petals, including roses, roses, peonies, crabapples, oleanders...like a fashionable floral dress spliced ​​together, perfectly fitting its body.

Looking back, I saw a black vicious dog with three heads and crimson flames all over its body, lying on the ground with its back stretched out. Hot saliva flowed from the corners of its mouth, unknowingly burning three pits tens of meters deep. Hole.

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——Ancient Tyrannosaurus Elephant!

——The Dragon of Flowers!

——Three-headed hellhound!

If a saint spied on this scene, he would definitely shrink his neck in fear.

Because this is the supreme pinnacle, the legendary 9-star king of holy beasts! A whole three heads!

As for the other six heads, although their auras are not as majestic as those of elephants, dragons, and dogs.

But they are by no means vegetarian.

The one lying on the ground without any image, resembling an ice sculpture, is called the "Ice Winged Holy Dragon".

The one hiding in the water, with a fish head on its upper body and legs below its neck, is called a "Storm Mermaid".

The whole body is pitch black, except for one pair of red eyes that look like flowing lava. That one is called "Volcanic Mongoose".

The little guy who buried himself in the soil as quietly as if he had been dead for many years was called "Wujin Cicada" on the road.

He held up two large pliers, clamped the rock wall above his head, and forced himself to sleep while practicing his arm strength. He was called "Dragon Crab General".

There is also a group of ghosts, leaning comfortably on the raised crater behind the volcano meerkats. That one is called "Ghost Witch".

——These six holy beasts are all at the pinnacle of the Supreme!

Although the quality of bloodline cannot reach the level of king, the weakest one can still have a legendary 6-star.

When these nine creatures fell asleep in twos and threes, they did not deliberately arouse the pressure of the holy beasts.

But the invisible oppressive force is still enough to make any saint-level master in the world feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.

"Wow~~~Wow~~~"

In the center surrounded by the nine holy beasts, there is a spring with sparkling water.

It is pink, just like the honeydew brewed by peach blossoms. The aroma rises in strands, penetrates the nose, and blends into the five internal organs. Whether it is flowers, plants, trees, or birds and animals, it seems to have an ecstasy of relaxation and refreshment.

And in the enclosed space where the fragrance is wafting, right in the middle of the spring.

A naked woman, half floating, half sinking, half covered.

She was about 1.75 meters tall, with skin as smooth as snow, without any scratches or wrinkles.

The upper body has a proud curvature, the lower body is generous and rounded, and the middle section is round and grippable. Coupled with the perfect proportions, it really makes people's noses bleed.

The pink spring water passed through the forest and over the mountain peaks, flowing leisurely through her body.

Further up, beyond the protruding collarbone and slender neck, is a face that can be broken by a blow.

The long eyelashes are like two small brushes, the fair and flawless nose is raised high, and the thin lips are as delicate as petals.

Although I don’t know what kind of eyes are hidden under the closed eyelids, which are harmful to the country and the people, but the facial features are so delicate that millions of women would be jealous, and the devil’s figure is so plump that it seems like you can squeeze out water. Brilliant.

"嘤~~~~"

The feet, which can be held with one hand, swayed again and again as they stepped on the water.

The two long, round and tight legs occasionally poked out of the water, just exposed to the air, letting the pink water droplets slide down.

The half-asleep woman opened her eyes.

Those eyes were more charming than imagined, her cheeks were dyed red, and the pearls in her earrings were swaying, and her smile made her full of charm.

"Oh, it's not in vain that I have spent so much time searching for the treasures in the world."

"This 'Fragrant Pond' exceeded expectations and finally helped me break through the last step and reach the realm of the Godless Ancestor."

Han Zimo smiled lightly, the spring light was not as bright as her, and the autumn water was not as sentimental as her.

When the self-confidence rises from the inside out, it seems like all the world has become a plaything in her palm.

"Ouch! The master has broken through! The master has broken through!"

The three-headed hellhound woke up as if from a dream, its three heads howling in three directions, its limbs kicking, as if stepping on the oily ground, so excited that it could not stand.

"Quiet!"

Han Zimo glanced at it and said displeasedly:

"How did I teach you, stay calm and calm when encountering big problems!"

"You are so frizzy, if you wait until the end comes, you will be the first to die on the battlefield!"

"Woo! Woooo!!"

The three dog heads suddenly closed their mouths and nodded like mincing words.

The Dragon of Hundred Flowers, who was awakened by the side, stared blankly at his master, with tears the size of luminous pearls streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"It's not easy... the master finally made a breakthrough... 嘤嘤嘤..."

"This is the emperor of the human race! For tens of thousands of years, no new emperor has been born in the human race!"

Han Zimo stood up from the spring and stretched out her arms, showing off her proud curves and exquisite figure.

At the end of the day, he even touched his chest with his fingertips, his eyes full of admiration and confusion:

"Yes, after being promoted to Emperor Ancestor, your skin will become more hydrated."

"This face is also more bright and attractive than when I was young."

"I think after Little Shuer found out, she pretended to be indifferent on the surface, and then when she got home, she smashed all the bottles and cans... Hahahaha! She was so angry!"

Han Zimo raised the corners of his mouth, pointed his fingers a little, and a warm and delicate white wine bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.

There was no need for a wine glass, she drank directly to the spout.

"happy!"

"If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun. Don't let your red lips look at the moon!"

"The spring water in this Xiangchi is as fragrant and crisp as it is. It has no alcohol smell and is just as light as water!"

Han Zimo turned over and lay back in the pond without putting on any clothes.

Half-lying there, he supported his forehead with one hand, drank wine with the other, touched the ring on the shore with his feet, slowly twisted it together, and threw out five glowing light balls.

"Come on, come on! I'll drink my wine, you hurry up and work hard towards the ancestor!"

"Don't let me down. This is the transformation thing that I have spent the first half of my life and finally obtained."

"I have been planning for so long and have been waiting for this day."

"If you waste everything...haha, from now on, you will be the one to clean the toilets in Longting!"

Han Zimo closed her eyes comfortably and let out a loud belch.

On the other side, the three-headed Cerberus, the Ancient Tyrannosaurus Elephant, the Dragon of Hundred Flowers, the Black Golden Cicada, and the Storm Mermaid were all more excited than the other.

They ignored their master's threat and rushed towards their own light group as fast as lightning.

Those are five "super evolution formulas".

Some are the precious original blood of mythical creatures, and some are secret pills that are a fusion of several great holy medicines.

Han Zimo was waiting for the day when he would become the Emperor's Ancestor. He would not have a single mythical beast on hand, so he had prepared backup tools in advance.

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The secret realm of "Fragrant Pond" is closed, but not small.

The divine light intertwined and the divine liquid splashed. After seven days and seven nights, only three of the five pet beasts who had high hopes achieved the true ancestor level.

"Huh?" Han Zimo woke up.

The wine was so intoxicating that she accidentally fell asleep again.

When he woke up completely, he slowly put on his underwear while squinting his eyes to look at the three big guys who came up to him.

"Xiao Hua, as my contracted beast, you are a bit unsatisfied."

"Your body is filled with the blood of the fourth generation ancestral dragon, the Fairy Dragon. In order to help you break through, I am even more shameless and ask for more pure blood for you."

"Although you have successfully evolved now, I estimate that you are only two or three stars above the level of a mythical being."

"A moment ago he was the king of the holy beasts, and now he is at the bottom among the ancestors. What will happen in the future if he pulls his hips like this?"

When the Flower Demon Dragon God heard this, he felt aggrieved and his excitement for evolution was gone.

She didn't even dare to refute, because the evolution effects of her two friends, one on the left and one on the right, were better than hers.

"Hey, the little elephant is not bad."

"The large intestine of the demon elephant and dragon god, wrapped with the small intestine of the toothless elephant, can actually give you an opportunity to evolve."

Han Zimo stared at the evolved "Bully Dragon Elephant God" and nodded frequently, with a hangover-like blush on his face:

"But, you still can't compare to the Demonic Elephant and Dragon God. At most, you are only 5 stars in Mythology."

"Keep working hard in the future. If you can break through the blood barrier from scratch, just barely, it deserves encouragement!"

"Roar!!" Long Xiang lowered his head, his soaring fighting spirit gradually turning inward.

Han Zimo looked at the last mythical ancestor.

The last one can evolve within her budget, but the evolved form is completely uncertain.

It was a humanoid monster with a dog's head and body, wearing fire armor and a red robe hanging on its back.

It looked very majestic, with its dark scales clanking, holding a trident in its left hand, and stepping on hot wheels.

On the neck, there were actually three dog heads, close together, and the whole body was covered with raging fire.

"It's not simple. The mysterious treasure dug out of this grave can actually bring you such a huge change."

"Xiao Jing, be more diligent in the future and kill evil spirits. You will be the main attacker. Baihua and Longxiang will have to work for you!"

"Ouch!!!" The dog head in the middle grinned, "We three brothers should have a Mythical 6-star rank, which is higher than the ancestors!"

"From now on, we will be the boss in the team, and I, the military advisor, will be the boss among the bosses!"

"Bah! Are you worthy of being the leader?!" The dog's head on the right immediately began to bite, "You are such a foolhardy fool, put aside fighting, and your body should be left under my control at other times!"

"You all should rest!" The dog head on the left was dissatisfied, "Such a vital body should be left to me to take charge!"

"Ouch!!"

"Hi! Roar!!"

The dispute was about to break out, and in the next second, the sleeves and robes flew, and the white fists hit the three dog heads between the eyebrows.

"Quiet down, ma'am!"

Han Zimo exhaled orchid, and the thick smell of alcohol sprayed on the body of the Three Flame Demon Lord. Although the sound was as clear as a bell, the hidden evil spirit scared the three-headed hell dog that had just completed its evolution and opened its belly.

"With the foreign enemy now, are you still feeling internally disturbed?"

"I'll give you a count of five and clean this place up."

"Then, follow me smoothly to the Gate of Breaking Boundary to face the Evil God of Taichu!"

"Woof woof! Woof woof woof!"

The Three Flame Demon Lord, the Flower Demon Dragon God, the Bully Dragon Elephant God, and the other six holy beast companions who were still in the supreme realm lowered their heads and roared.

Now that the master has gone one step further, stepping onto the throne of the God Ancestor.

Then they have the real qualifications to participate in the most brutal fighting, to fight to support fighting, and to look for opportunities for breakthroughs or evolution!

"Very good, from today on, I am no longer the Drunken Holy Messenger!"

"I am……"

"...The Drunken Emperor!"

Han Zimo drank all the wine in the pot, staggered, and squeezed out of the space crack with a slender and graceful figure.

Then, she rummaged through the storage rings, found a golden ring, and dropped a drop of blood on it.

"This is the teleportation treasure given to me by the second-generation ancestral dragon. I will rush to the battlefield immediately after I break through the seclusion."

"Although it is a one-time use, with it, we can directly reach the door of the world and shoulder the responsibility and mission of the gatekeeper!"

"Woof! Woof woof!!"

The Three Flame Demon Lord is full of fighting spirit.

Holy and divine are just one word apart, but what stands in the middle is a chasm.

Although they have only just evolved, the blood quality of the Myth 6 stars, whether it is the Ancestral Dragon Court, the Giant King Court, or the Holy Court, represents extraordinary potential.

war!

Fight!

Use the hottest dark magic flame to burn the evil body and rotten soul!

war!

Fight!

Following Emperor Yuan, Emperor Jiao and other emperors of the human race, those who continued the prosperity and glory of the human race were called "drunken"!

"Boom!"

Once the teleportation ring is activated, the terrifying space laws surround one person and nine beasts.

In the silence that lasted for seconds, about a thousand breaths later, the light fell, and the impatient Sanyan Demon Lord rushed out with a roar.

"Ouch - Ouch - Ouch... Ouch... Ouch???"

The blazing demonic flames have covered the whole body, and the vigorous fighting spirit has filled the heartstrings.

But the Sanyan Demon Lord was stunned, with his neck raised, and there was only confusion left in his three heads with a total of six eyes.

"Master, is your ring... broken?"

"Looking around, we can see that although the terrain is impressive and quite ancient, there is no trace of such a tall and boundless Gate."

"Huh? Do you dare to question my judgment?"

Han Zimo, who was following closely behind, hit the dog on the head with his fist without thinking.

When the mighty and unyielding Sanyan Demon Lord shrank his neck and shivered, Han Zimo, who was looking drunk, rubbed his eyes, tilted his head and muttered:

"Eh...is it really the wrong transmission?"

"It shouldn't be... the Dragon Mother said... this ring contains a drop of the turbid blood of the Space Dragon..."

"With His power, how could such a low-level mistake happen..."

"Master, there are no absolutes in everything. Even if they are the Big Three, their power does not mean they are absolutely correct."

The Flower Demon Dragon God looked around and saw green mountains, green waters, and deserted areas. As a newly promoted ancestral dragon, he secretly said disrespectful words.

Unexpectedly, Han Zimo recognized it immediately, nodded lightly, and waved his hand:

"If you think about it, even if you make a mistake, it won't be too far off!"

"Let's just wander around here. As long as we can find villages or border patrol envoys, we will naturally be able to distinguish the roads!"

The Sanyan Demon Lord howled, feeling excited again.

It is looking forward to the first battle, the mythical 6 stars, the early ancestors, above all legends and supremes, how noble and extraordinary this is.

In particular, if the Master is promoted to Emperor Ancestor, no matter how unreliable she is on weekdays, once word gets out and the name of the Drunk Emperor spreads hundreds of millions of miles away, everyone in the extraordinary world will definitely know about it.

This is not just an honor.

For extraordinary species and humans, these can become beliefs, used to gather confidence and work together to fight against evil tribes, with outstanding results!

"Yin——"

A dragon roar sounded, and the Flower Demon Dragon God's eyes showed surprise.

"Did you hear that? There is a dragon roaring in front of you. Such a rich voice must be at least a pure-blooded holy dragon!"

"Let's go and ask for directions. By the way, let's find out how the battle between Chaofan and the Evil Clan has been in recent years!"

Han Zimo flew down on the back of the Flower Demon Dragon God and lay there shapelessly, not caring about the spring light that was leaking out.

It is up to the Flower Demon Dragon God to worry about it herself and support her master with a sea of ​​flowers, which can not only cover up her thin and transparent clothes, but also exaggerate her imperial and ancestral aura, making her even more majestic and holy.

"Eh? Which Lord Zulong is this?"

With lightning speed, we arrived thousands of miles away in an instant.

Quite different from what was imagined, there was not just one holy dragon, but a total of five silver-white frost iron dragons, surrounding a hole, carefully digging for something.

Sensing the aura of their own race approaching, they became a little wary, especially when they saw the unfamiliar Flower Demon Dragon God, their suspicious eyes were clearly visible.

"Huh? You don't know me?"

Han Zimo raised his head, his rippling pupils filled with spring.

She carelessly threw out a token with the word "三" carved in ancient dragon language, reflecting the hazy mist.

"This is... the Holy Dragon Order?"

"Three...among the top ten Judgment Dragonriders...ranked third..."

The thinnest and oldest frost iron dragon looked thoughtful.

Within a few seconds, it suddenly understood and hurriedly lowered its head to Han Zimo and saluted:

"It turns out to be the drunken envoy, Lord Han Zimo Han."

"Have you broken through the peak of the Holy Lord and ascended to the throne of the emperor?!"

"Hmm..." Han Zimo nodded nonchalantly, "Where is the world-breaking gate? I'm going to guard the world gate!"

"By the way, if you have any information that you can share, please contribute it all!"

"Huh? The Gate of Boundary Breaking?"

The five giant frost-iron dragons looked at each other in confusion for at least ten seconds.

Finally, the youngest Frost Iron Dragon lowered his voice and cautiously tried:

"Dear Drunken Emperor, how long has it been since you entered the mortal world?"

"It probably didn't take long. I was in seclusion for a while, which cost me two to three hundred years at most."

Han Zimo stopped drinking, tilted his head and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so strange? But has something big happened in the past few years?"

"Uh..." The young Frost Iron Dragon shrank its neck.

With its peripheral vision, it glanced at the menacing Sanyan Demon Lord, stuttered and hesitated:

"Xiaolong doesn't know how to talk about it..."

"Just...did you judge the time wrong? In today's world, there is no gate to break the world, and there are no evil spirits from the beginning..."

"What are you talking about in your sleep?"

The dog head in the middle of the Three Flame Demon Lord has a burning gaze.

When the pressure of the divine beast exploded, the five holy dragons were so frightened that they changed from lying on their stomachs to sticking to the ground, their teeth chattering, and they said in a panic:

"How dare Xiaolong lie to you! But this gate to the world was destroyed by the evil god thirty years ago!"

"The remaining debris and rubble have long since disappeared as we cleaned up the battlefield!"

"You said the world-breaking gate...is gone?"

The Flower Demon Dragon God opened his mouth with disbelief on his face:

"This is a protective barrier that has stood there since ancient times. It blocks the inside and outside of the world gate and protects the reproduction and replacement of extraordinary species."

"Such a thing carries the power of heaven and earth. Even if the God King is alive, it cannot be damaged in the slightest. How can it be blasted to pieces by evil spirits?!"

"Sir... you seem to be out of touch with the times..."

The young Frost Iron Dragon bravely explained:

"Time goes back thirty years. In that battle named "Final Doomsday", the Pale Hand escaped from the river of reincarnation. Whether it was the twelve-winged war of the angel clan and the proud god of angels, or the hundred-armed giant clan Titans, they are not even qualified to compete on stage. "

"At this critical moment, our dragon clan has a profound heritage. Our clan's guardian spirit, the earthly dragon, relies on the power of Taichu to fight against the Pale Hand."

"Later, the Pale Hand became so mad that it almost destroyed the world. He was not willing to back down no matter what."

"In order to sweep through the extraordinary and achieve the legendary immortality, he crazily devoured the origins of his own race, took the lives of billions of evil spirits, and resurrected the ancient and terrifying 'fallen thoughts'."

"At that moment, we really felt that the end was coming and there would be no chance of struggle."

"But the White Emperor is immortal and almost single-handedly restored the glory of Taichu."

"The depraved thoughts that represent the extreme evil in the world are like ants that try to fight against the gods with a mortal body. They are instantly crushed by the transcendent and ancient Taichu fairy..."

The young Frost Iron Dragon was no longer afraid of the oppressive power of the Three Flame Demon Lord at this moment, and his face was full of piety and awe.

The bodies of the other four giant frost iron dragons no longer trembled, as if recalling the scene of that day, they had infinite vitality, boiling and burning.

"What the hell???"

This time, it was the turn of the Sanyan Demon Lord, and the three heads looked at each other in confusion.

Even the silent bully Long Ba Shen was half dumbfounded and half at a loss.

"The war is over???"

"No way... In just two or three hundred years, the master was able to successfully break through, much faster than imagined..."

"When this comes out, before it's our turn to show off our skills, Chaofan has already changed its face and ushered in a new era???"

The Flower Demon Dragon God's eyes widened and he felt dizzy.

At the same time, incomprehensible and unbelievable emotions fill the world of the soul, and no matter how much they are shaken off and persuaded, they cannot be easily given up.

"Master Zulong, Xiaolong really didn't lie to you!"

The young Frost Iron Dragon shouted again:

"The land you are now standing on was indeed where the Gate of Destruction lay thirty years ago. There is no deviation in the location!"

"But the door to the world was shattered by evil spirits."

"It's just that today's Chaofan no longer have to fear the evil spirits of the beginning, because the White Emperor has cut off their lifeblood from the source!"

"Extraordinary, ushering in the true "glory era"! "

"It doesn't matter whether there is a world-breaking gate or not..."

"Then let me ask you, who is Bai Di? Why have we never heard of this title before we went into seclusion?"

"Who is the White Emperor?" The young Frost Iron Dragon was not afraid of the pressure of the divine beast this time.

Even because of the slightly disrespectful tone of Sanyan Demon Lord, a hint of ferocity appeared:

"The White Emperor is not only the Holy Lord of our Dragon Court, but also the Great Pope of the Holy Court! The savior of the Giant King's Court! The Lord of the Hanhai Palace of the Deep Sea Temple! The Darkest Demon Ancestor of the Great Demon Palace!"

"Of course, these are all in the past tense. When he kills the fallen remnants, he is the extraordinary Lord of Miracles! The Lord of Guardians! The Lord of Pet Beasts!!!"

"As a superior, you can scold the little dragon at will!"

"But if you dare to disrespect Bai Emperor, you are disrespecting Chaofan!!"

"Drunk Emperor, congratulations again on your achievement of becoming emperor and ruling over hundreds of millions of people."

"But it's a pity..."

"This era does not belong to you!"

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(Extra 1: The unreliable drunken emperor, end.)