The half-plane occupied by the Gray Feather Peng Clan is much larger than the Dragon Ape Clan that Chen Fan has seen before. The gray color in the sky is not caused by the weather, but by the combination of low-level Gray Feather Peng.

A great formation of birds that blocks out the sun.

This Gray Feathered Peng can be regarded as a prolific and fertile population, with a large number of people, but its talent potential is extremely low. Ordinary Gray Feathered Peng only have level 2 or 3 cultivation even when they are adults.

If you want to transform into a higher realm, unless you awaken your ancient bloodline or encounter the opportunity of creation, you will spend your whole life wandering in the animal form.

Compared with the golden-winged roc, the five-color peacock and other potential talents that can transform as soon as they reach adulthood, they are far different.

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"Congratulations to the clan elders for their return!"

The giant gray boat broke into this half-plane and was immediately greeted by a chorus of congratulations.

The sky full of birds and beasts made up subtitles and flew across the air. Chen Fan looked at it and was filled with admiration.

As the giant boat landed, a huge single tree that seemed withered but contained new life appeared in Chen Fan's sight.

Compared to the Heavenly Bird Tree in Tianpeng Holy City, the decaying giant tree in front of you can be said to be quite big.

"This is the sacred tree of our clan. Its body is an ancient building tree. It has the wonderful effect of attracting thunder and electricity, which is of great help to our practice. It is said that the ancestor of our clan's first gray-feathered roc

, was born on this tree, and then spread its branches and leaves for countless generations." The third elder introduced Chen Fan.

The great elder, on the other hand, moved his spells in succession, commanded Fang Qiujian, and then sent out one message after another.

Soon, a large number of transformed Gray Feather Peng clan members began to gather under the building. Except for the three elders of the Demon Lord Realm, those sitting on the futons in the front were all Demon King Realms, and those at the back were those of the Demon King Realm.

They are a group of big demons and small demons, the number of which is astonishing.

There are also untransformed birds and beasts circling all over the sky, all of them are members of the Gray Feather Peng tribe.

Countless eyes fell on Chen Fan, who was standing next to the clan elder. There were doubts, envy, and a few more jealous looks.

"This is our clan's newly awakened Holy Son, Chen Fan!"

"He will also be the future co-owner of our clan!"

"In order to cope with the trial of the Holy Son thirty years later, from today onwards, most of the cultivation resources in the clan will be devoted to the Holy Son!" When the leader of the great elders spoke, the whole place suddenly burst into uproar.

"Great Elder! No!"

"How can an outsider with unknown origins become the Holy Son of our clan?"

"I will definitely not agree to this matter!"

At this time, several young and strong Gray Feathered Peng Demon Kings opened their mouths to refute. The three leading men and women with late-level 6 levels were obviously the three candidates for the Holy Son.

After learning that the strange demon king in front of them was actually the Holy Son brought back from abroad by three clan elders, the faces of these three people changed, and their thoughts became complicated.

"quiet!"

"The awakening of the Holy Son is a stipulation of our ancestors. How can you object to it?"

"Chen Fan, let them see the Bird Holy Seal, so as to avoid criticism from the clan!" The great elder's face darkened, and his voice could be heard from all directions.

Chen Fan nodded and stood up, pulled off the clothes on his chest, and used his magic power to slightly stimulate the tattoo mark on his chest.

The next second, there was a roar from the ground, and a huge gray-feathered roc spread its wings and flew high from Chen Fan's chest.

In addition, the tall building behind him also reacted at the same time. A similar huge roc bird appeared from the branches of the building and flapped its wings, screaming towards the entire secret realm.

A suppressive force coming from the depths of his bloodline suddenly spread to all directions.

Gu Zhan "It's the Holy Seal of the Heavenly Bird!"

"The ancestors appeared!"

"He is indeed the Holy Son!"

"Thank you ancestors for blessing us! For giving me blood! Our clan will surely restore its past glory in the future!"

In an instant, the entire canyon fell to its knees, and the demon kings with intangible cultural heritage also had twitching expressions on their faces, looking at the two phantoms of the roc that reflected each other in horror.

By the time Chen Fan put away the brand on his chest, most of the Gray Feather Peng people present had already acquiesced in his identity as the Holy Son.

However, the three leading candidates for the Holy Son had gloomy expressions. One of them, a tall man wearing snow-white feather armor, stood up and said: "Three elders, although this Holy Son Chen has pure blood, he can resonate with the ancestors.

But the test of the Holy Son cannot be passed solely by pure blood!"

"He is only in the middle stage of Demon King, and he is far behind the Holy Sons of other tribes! If he is defeated by outsiders in the Holy Son trial, it will be very detrimental to the distribution of interests of our tribe in the future!"

"Please also ask the three elders to withdraw their previous prejudices. It is already a gift to let him enjoy the same resources as us and other candidates for the Holy Son..."

"shut up!"

"The Holy Son is the Holy Son! How can he be compared with you and other candidates?" The great elder saw through this man's thoughts and hurriedly interrupted the other person's words and reprimanded him.

Chen Fan stood aside as if watching a play. He glanced at the candidate Saint Son with a hint of teasing and said: "This clan brother is right. Since we are monsters, what we pay attention to is that the weak can eat the strong, and the animals compete with the heavens."

select!"

"Since the clan brother thinks that Chen is not worthy of the treatment of the Holy Son, let Chen learn from the clan brother's clever tricks! This will also allow Chen to know in advance the approximate level of the candidates for the Holy Son outside."

After saying that, Chen Fan flashed and appeared at the high altitude of the canyon and raised his fingers at the white-armored man in front of him.

"This..." The expressions of the three elders changed. They didn't expect Chen Fan to be so impulsive. He took the initiative to provoke him when he was provoked by the other party's words.

If he were defeated in front of so many clan members, even with the prestige of the three elders, it would be difficult to calm down the emotions of many clan members.

"good!"

"That's what you said!"

"I beg the three elders to give me a chance to take action!" The man in white armor looked happy and bowed to the three elders sitting under the wooden structure.

"Since Luo Yu and you are all dissatisfied, let's have a duel!"

"But I have something to say beforehand. During the competition, the opponent's life must not be harmed. If you violate this order, you will follow the clan rules!" The elder shook his head and agreed with a sigh.

The other two elders made their own secrets to build a gray translucent isolation circle outside the ancestral land of Gray Feather Peng, so that Chen Fan could fight with the candidate for the Holy Son.

"The elder is enlightened!"

"Let me, Luo Yu, teach you a lesson, this foreign saint who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

As he spoke, the white-armored man flew into the sky, and the white feather-feathered armor outside his body made a hunting sound, and under the influence of his magic power, it turned into countless flying feather swords visible to the naked eye, circling around his body.

Each of these white-haired flying swords exuded a sharp aura. Once they dispersed, they formed a sword array in mid-air that looked like a white wall.

"Get up!" As Luo Yu shouted softly, the wall of swords entrenched in the sky began to shoot infinite sword energy towards Chen Fan.

"The feather armor actually has such a use?" When Chen Fan saw this, his pupils shrank, his fingers spread out, and a huge hand of vitality appeared out of thin air.

And in the palm of his hand, a gray hill appeared, and at the urging of his hand, it suddenly grew tens of feet in size, and golden brilliance poured out from the mountain. It was Chen Fan.

The golden magnetic divine light that I have not long mastered!

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Chapter completed!