Royal Beast: My Mythical Beasts Are All Based On Imagination

40th year.

"Beyond the mountain, there is a mountain high... people will never forget it!"

The thunderous singing echoed in the silent space of the book, and a terrifying "big Fatty" with bloated hands was holding the red horn on the forehead of the thunder-attribute Spirit Spring Statue.

The whole person is lying on the back of Sacred's Spirit Spring Statue who looks like a god of thunder, with a big mouth opening and closing from time to time, singing songs from Otherworld.

And another person here, with godless and dead eyes, has changed from the initial contempt and disdain to listening and thinking.

at last.

Wisps of black mist fell from the corners of Linyuan Ancient Emperor's eyes, just like his tears.

"A mountain is still as high as a mountain, hahaha...a wise saying!"

"10 Ten Thousand Years, Xuan'er, I still can't forget you!"

"If the silver hair is as gorgeous as the Galaxy Cluster, it is really beautiful, soft and tough..."

Ancient Emperor Linyuan muttered to himself, with memories in his eyes.

Time has advanced to the present, and he has already understood what Ye Youqian's wish was when he sacrificed.

Ancient Emperor Linyuan, lost!

Lose flat!

Now.

He only hoped that this lonely torture would end soon.

"Xuan'er, hurry up, I will go to your side soon."

"At that point, we'll be together again."

The words fell.

The ancient emperor Linyuan's body collapsed, and he chose to "suicide" for the first time, returning to the black mist that permeated the space of the tome, and took the initiative to promote the process of fusion.

...

50th year.

A "big Fatty" moved its heavy body, lingering around the two Spirit Spring Statues, with a pair of pale eyes shining with thunder, squinting into a line.

From every angle, the gentleman inspected every corner of the Youlan Spirit Spring Statue and Thunder Spirit Spring Statue.

sometimes.

He also squats down, pats own on the head, and hits a Spirit Spring that is like a large lake, so that the head is smaller and easier to drill into somewhere.

Lying down... lying down, 10 years passed in a blink of an eye.

...

60th year.

A miraculous change was born in the silent space of the book.

Except for the last Spirit Spring Statue, which has not been lifted from the ban, the remaining 8 statues have all changed from Ye Youqian's appearance and shape to fairy-like figures.

Although it is a cold statue, it has a certain shocking charm.

Especially the huge height of 500,000 meters is enough to make trillions of living beings look up at the magic of Good Fortune.

"Big Fatty" is delighted that he has a new toy.

"Hey hey hey! The big water blue tail is so beautiful, I must hug and lick it when I get a chance in the future."

"This fire dragon tail is also good, hot enough, I like it."

Every time "Big Fatty" talked to himself, there would be a loud humming sound, which made a person somewhere's eyes unhappy, and his heart was extremely unhappy.

pity!

If you can't beat it, you can only choose to ignore it.

...

70th year.

The huge "Big Fatty" with a height of 500,000 meters disappeared, leaving only a handsome young man with pale pupils and blazing thunder.

Like a salted fish, lying on the chest of the faint blue Spirit Spring Statue, with dull eyes, staring at the dark sky.

"snort!"

"King of Soft Rice!"

"waste!"

The black mist condensed into the figure of the ancient emperor Linyuan, wandering aimlessly around the space of the book, when passing by Ye Youqian, he couldn't help cursing a few words.

The parties, however, ignored it completely.

unless.

Ancient Emperor Linyuan was within 10 meters of him, and at that time, it was the time for the thunder to attack.

...

80th year.

The two Daoist figures lay on the ground of the brilliant golden Ninth Stage Spirit Platform, like two corpses, staring at the pitch-black sky with wide-open, dull eyes.

This is the result of "friendly negotiation". As long as the ancient Emperor of Spirit Spring dares to set foot near the nine Spirit Spring Statues, Ye Youqian will definitely hold a thunder knife and send him home.

Occasionally.

One of them can say something, but often no one responds.

The longest dialogue was only four sentences.

"Ruanfan King, the last Spirit Spring Statue, seems to contain the secret of your unique ability. It may be enough to subvert the blue fish world."

"oh."

Ye Youqian replied feebly, trying to keep the number of words to a minimum, which can be called extreme laziness.

The ancient emperor Linyuan has long been used to it, and he didn't care, and continued: "That Spirit Spring Statue, the one contracted may be your first beast.

And it is because of it that you have such magical abilities. "

"She is the imperial beast and does not need a contract."

It was rare for Ye Youqian to say a complete sentence, then he closed his eyes, turned over, and signaled that Linyuan Ancient Emperor, who is a talkative person, can get out.

boom!

The body of Ancient Emperor Spirit Spring shattered and turned into a thick black mist, which was absorbed by the space instinct of the book.

"It turned out to be like this!"

"That guy, why is it more thorough than I perceive?"

The black mist condenses into the soul consciousness of Linyuan ancient emperor, suspended in the Spirit Spring Statue with the ancient [soul] character engraved on it, and a subtle breathing sound is perceived by him following the mysterious soul connection.

breathe!

This Spirit Spring Statue is breathing!

it is alive!

However, at this time it is sleeping.

"amazing!"

"There is such a strange thing in the world!"

"The value of this Spirit Spring Statue may not be inferior to the golden meteorite from 10 Ten Thousand Years ago."

suddenly.

Ancient Emperor Linyuan raised his head abruptly, a hint of enlightenment filled his dead eyes, and shock was written all over his face.

"Could it be that the golden meteorite was not attracted by the blue fish world?"

"Instead, it came for this thing."

"That's right, the place where Ruanfanwang's trash is located is the place where the golden meteorite originally landed."

"My God! Since this thing is a Spirit Spring Statue, it proves that it was extremely fragile at the beginning. But now, it has grown to its current height step by step, what is its origin?"

The ancient emperor Linyuan was stunned as if he was in a daze, and he was in a daze, racking his brains to think about all the possibilities.

...

90th year.

Ye Youqian joined the research of Linyuan Ancient Emperor to discuss the possibility of the origin of this Spirit Spring Statue.

pity!

In the end, no accurate conclusion was reached.

As time passed, the heaven, earth and star fragments in the book space almost disappeared, and even the fragments the size of fingernails could not be seen.

There is only a trace of black mist scattered everywhere.

"I have to go now."

"oh."

"Don't you want to know the results of my decades of research?"

"explain."

Ye Youqian's speech was still so short and efficient.

"Hahaha!"

"Wishful thinking, you don't even want to know from me in your life."

The ancient emperor Linyuan laughed wildly, his face shrouded in black mist was covered with a happy smile, his right hand suddenly stretched out, piercing Ye Youqian's chest like a sharp blade.

Plop!

A "heart" filled with pale thunder was pulled out by Linyuan Ancient Emperor, and crushed with a ferocious expression. The blazing arc flowed, quickly eroding his arm, and even the entire will and soul gathered in the Self Union.

This is the second time.

The ancient emperor Linyuan seriously injured Ye Youqian in this battle of will and soul.

"Is there still nostalgia?"

Ye Youqian frowned, but his words were extremely flat. He looked directly at the ancient emperor Linyuan who was gradually infested by pale thunder and asked.

The ancient emperor Linyuan was silent, staring at Ye Youqian for a moment, then raised his head, leaving his last exclamation before his annihilation.

"Ten ten thousand years of solitude, and once you meet the sixth child, your dreams will come to naught."

"It's been a long time, fellow daoist, don't forget."

The words fell.

The mind and soul of the ancient emperor Linyuan disappeared, and the black mist lingered between the heaven and the earth and gradually dissipated.

In a trance, if there are millions of heroes lined up to meet their emperor;

In a trance, there seemed to be a giant beast neighing, Bai Yao invited, and the star spirit swore an oath;

In a trance, while the silver hair fluttered, the beauty smiled, just like back then.

Volume 1: It's been a long time, fellow daoist never forget.

over.