"ah……"

When he heard that it was Xiaopeng King from Guren Mountain who came to the door, Wugumu and the two elders in the banquet were shocked. Even Wusanger, who was hiding behind the curtain, exclaimed, and then covered his mouth. This reaction made Fang Xing a little puzzled. He thought to himself who Xiaopeng King was, which actually scared the head and elder of the Jinwu clan who were not even afraid of Qingqiu Mountain, into this shape?

"Take me there!"

Wu Gumu hurriedly went to Fang Xing and asked him to sit here, so he went out with the two elders with a solemn expression.

Fang Xing sat on the empty mat, speechless, so he got up, pulled Wu Sang'er behind the curtain, drove the clouds with her, and flew outside behind Wu Gumu and others. At the same time, he asked who Xiaopeng King was, was he more powerful than the Fox Fairy Girl in Qingqiu Mountain? But he only heard Wu Sang'er say, "He is not as powerful as Sister Xian Ji, but it is difficult to deal with..."

Soon after, he arrived at the edge of Fusang Mountain. Fang Xing did not show up directly, but hid behind the clouds with Wusanger and looked out the mountain. He saw a group of demon soldiers with no less than a hundred people in the sky, all of which were the peaks of foundation building, with murderous auras, forming a formation, staring at the direction of Fusang Mountain with covetous eyes. In front of the formation, a young man in golden robe stood.

This young man in golden robe must be the Xiaopeng King who had just reported to the little demon. He looked not old and had a little tender appearance, but he looked arrogant and had a fierce look on his face. Judging from his cultivation, he was only in the late stage of foundation building. However, beside him, two old men in black robe stood with their hands down. Although it was covered by fog, the aura of the golden elixir was revealed.

At this time, Wu Gumu was bowing to him with a wry smile on his face: "I don't know if the arrival of Xiaopeng King is wrong, I will forgive you for your crimes!"

The dignified Jinwu Clan's Wu Chang, being so polite to a foundation-building junior, was already shocking. What was even more shocking was that Xiaopeng King didn't take him seriously at all and shouted coldly: "I'm sorry, I'll listen to you. I'm here to capture the human spy who stole Sister Fox's fairy spirit. I'll hand it over quickly!"

Wu Gumu was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "I laughed. What kind of human spy... I don't understand!"

King Xiaopeng's eyes sterned, and it seemed that two knives stabbed out. He said with a fierce look: "Wugumu, how dare you tell me this lies? The human spy is with Wusanger of your Jinwu clan. It must be your command. Do you still dare to deny it? I will count three times and I will hand over that person immediately, otherwise don't blame me for hitting you Fusang Mountain..."

As soon as these words came out, the demon soldiers and generals of the Jinwu clan immediately changed their faces and looked like trembling.

"***. This little bastard is so fierce, he looks very worthy of beating..."

Fang Xing, who was hiding behind the clouds, couldn't help but sigh at the turtle. He felt his hands were itchy and wanted to slap the turtle grandson.

Wu Sang'er also said with a sad face: "It's over. He is the treasure of the Dapeng clan of Guren Mountain. He is known as the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. He is the most arrogant among the demon clan. But his talent is amazing and he is favored and protected by several ancestors of the Dapeng clan. No one dares to offend him. Speaking of which, although it is a foundation-building cultivation, it is much more terrifying than the Golden Pill. Other Jindan cultivators, or Sister Xianji who are gradually taking power, will have some sense of the overall situation. Due to the rules, they dare not really enter our Fusang Mountain. But if this little devil dares, he doesn't dare to do anything. Anyway, there are a few ancestors behind him who support him..."

"Of the Dapeng clan?"

Fang Xing was slightly stunned, but couldn't help but sneer, and began to think in his heart.

At this time, Wu Gumu could no longer smile. His decent Jinwu clan leader was scolded by the juniors of the Dapeng clan. There was no place to put his face on his face. He looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "King Xiaopeng, your words have passed. My niece Sang Er was just kidnapped by that man. He had been released by him before. As for the traces of that man, I don't know anything. Don't say you count three times, even if you count thirty times, I can't hand it over to you. Besides, our Fusang Mountain is also the eight ancient demon lineage, may it be you..."

"one!"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King opened his mouth lazily and raised a finger.

The head of the Jinwu clan was furious and shouted coldly: "I want to talk to your Dapeng clan leader. Is it so indulging the children of the clan?"

"two!"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King raised his second finger, and the cold air appeared in his eyes, and he did not take the words of the Golden Crow Clan leader seriously.

As his second finger was raised, the demon soldiers under his command immediately shouted loudly, his voice trembling and his evil aura was imposing.

Wu Gumu, the head of the Jinwu clan, had turned ashen. After a while of silence, he suddenly shouted: "Line array!"

This angry shout was filled with anger, and the sound was like a bell, echoing between the valleys and ravines, and rolling around like thunder. The demon soldiers affiliated to Fusang Mountain were already scared by the fierce flames of Xiaopeng King, but when he heard the patriarch's loud shout, he had to tremble and forcefully lift the weapons in his hands, and lined up to block the edge of Fusang Mountain.

At this time, red lights gradually emerged among the valleys and valleys of Fusang Mountain, but several large formations were all opened.

It seemed that I didn't expect that Fusang Mountain, which was so down and out, would have the courage to stoke the boats in front of me. The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King immediately laughed, and his sinister eyes swept over the demon soldiers and formations at the foot of the mountain, and said softly: "Little Ancestor, I am in the demonic land, no one dares to blow up my wings with me. You are so brave as to settle down in Fusang Mountain... Wugumu, do you think Xiao Ancestor, I dare not beat you Fusang Mountain? Humph, the eight ancient demonic veins are your Fusang Mountain the least, so you will be removed from the list today!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned cold and he was about to shout out that "three".

Wu Gumu's face was already ashen, and golden flames were ignited around him. He was about to use powerful demon magic at any time.

The other elders and demon soldiers in Fusang Mountain were also breathing a deep breath and prepared to take action.

Now, it is not a question of whether to hand over the Fang Xing or not, but the fact that the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King is arrogant. He is obviously just a foundation building, but because of a small matter in Qingqiu Mountain, the entire Fusang Mountain is forced to bow in front of him, and there is no room for discussion. Today, if Fusang Mountain lowers its head, the title of one of the eight ancient demon veins will be gone.

This matter is of great importance. Even the two old men beside King Xiaopeng hesitated a little. One of them whispered: "Xiao Zusan Si, although Fusang Mountain has declined, it is one of the eight ancient demon veins. The ancestors have had demons, and it is one of the most famous demon veins among the demon clan. If we are slammed by us today, it may cause discussion among all demons, and even the ancestors will not be able to deal with it..."

"They are seeking death!"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King sneered: "If they took the initiative to hand over the human spy, why did they reach this point? Since they don't give me my face, I won't give them face. As for the ancestors, you can rest assured. Humph, the ancestor of our King Peng, Dapeng, wasn't Dapeng's evil king, who was also a demonic land, and no one dared to provoke him? This arrogance is the tradition of our Dapeng clan. I destroyed this Fusang lineage. Although there will be people gossiping, some people will applaud, and things will not cause much trouble!"

Another old man looked at the people in Fusang Mountain in a sneering lightly and whispered: "Although Fusang Mountain has declined, the Jinwu clan leader and the three elders are not Yi people. Although the little ancestor is building a foundation, he should be able to deal with one of the golden elixirs. The two of us are enough to deal with the other two, but there is still a golden elixir left. In addition, the formation of Fusang Mountain is a bit tricky..."

When the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King heard this, he laughed and said, "This is easy. When we attack Fusang Mountain, we only need to issue a decree. Those casual cultivators who are hiding around to watch the fun will naturally help. Hehe, although this Fusang Mountain has declined, there are still many treasures, but they are originally good things!"

The two old men beside him fell silent when they heard this. They understood in their hearts that although the Xiaopeng King acted recklessly, they were not completely ignorant. They saw some things very thoroughly, and they could be said to be crazy and possessed by the spirit.

Seeing that the sword was tense and the war was about to begin, everyone in Fusang Mountain was determined to fight bloody, but suddenly a crying voice sounded: "Dad, what do you think? Is it possible for a spy from the human race to destroy our Jinwu clan? Just hand him over, why do you have to make it so ugly? The Jinwu clan is mine sooner or later, you can't destroy it for me..."

Where the sound came, a golden crow with a sad face flapped its hairless wings and flew into the air, but it wasn't who Wu Yidian was.

"Shut up!"

Wu Gumu was in a state of rage and looked at Wu Gumu hard, his eyes almost killing people.

Wu Yidian was still a little afraid of his father, so he didn't dare to say anything when he saw him getting angry, but his eyes were clear and he was still a little dissatisfied.

"Oh...you...your words ruined the last hope..."

Not far from Wu Yidian, an elder was extremely frustrated and sighed, his face full of sadness.

"I...I advised my father to hand over the human spy for the sake of our Fusang Mountain..."

Wu Yidian was still calling.

But the other elders and even the demon soldiers above and below were impatient to say something to him.

At this time, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King also turned cold and laughed: "I was also a little worried about Xiaozu, if I could not find the human spy, how should I get the human spy to the ancestors? Now it's good, Wugumu, your son has already said that the human spy is in Fusang Mountain. What's the reason for not handing him over? Listen, let me know, prepare to attack the mountain!"

With a loud shout, the third finger was raised and ready to fall. (To be continued.)

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