"He is the strongest man of the new generation of the human race, Feng Feiyun. Do you think he can defeat that strong man of the ancient holy demon clan?" In the secret, some kings of the new generation were whispering, and they felt that Feng Feiyun A strong breath on his body.
"The Ancient Holy Demon Clan clearly wants to suppress the human race this time. Although Feng Feiyun is very strong, I'm afraid they will join forces to suppress it." A beautiful demon Clan woman who looked to be in her twenties was hiding in the water, her body He became only the size of an ant, standing on the blades of a water plant, with only his consciousness fluctuating.
"I heard that a new generation king of the human race was killed by the ancient holy monster clan together. His body was hung on a huge sycamore tree and gnawed by crows. They were using it to demonstrate to the human race."
"Shuiyue Saint was also injured by Prince Baiyue, and was almost captured by Prince Baiyue. Fortunately, she was saved by another new generation king of the human race."
"Prince Baiyue has already announced that he will recruit Saint Shuiyue to be the Yin Cauldron for cultivation. I'm afraid this matter won't be easy to solve."
"If Saint Shuiyue is really taken into the Yin Cauldron by Prince Baiyue and loses her Taoist body, the human race will lose its face and it will be impossible to become an ancient saint. Hey, look at who is next to Feng Feiyun. ."
"Saint Qingluan."
"Saint Qingluan has a distinguished status and is a descendant of Qingluan Immortal Mansion. How could she be together with Feng Feiyun?"
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Many kings of the new generation gathered secretly, and some of them were friends with each other and were communicating with their spiritual consciousness. However, these spiritual consciousnesses could not hide from Feng Feiyun, and they could hear their discussions clearly.
I walked under a huge sycamore tree ten meters in diameter. When I looked up, I saw many corpses hanging on the sycamore tree. There were more than seventy in total. Among them was the corpse of a new generation king of the human race. The flesh and blood on the body was Most of them have been eaten by the demon crows in the fairy world, leaving their white bones exposed.
It was the Lushan people of the undead human race. Not long ago, they were chatting and drinking among the immortals, but apparently they became the prey of Mowu.
"Those who are not from the Immemorial Saint Demon Clan or the Immemorial Saint Beast Clan are not qualified to enter the Immemorial Ruins to discuss the Tao. Anyone who dares to force their way in will see the consequences."
Three figures flew down from the broken bridge, two men and one woman, with strong demonic aura on their bodies, and stopped in front of Feng Feiyun.
The two men were from the Golden Crow Demon Clan and the Yingyu Demon Clan in the next life, and their cultivation levels had reached the peak of the sixth level of feathering. Feng Feiyun had seen them before entering the Little Spirit Fairy World. They followed the Golden Crow Ba Prince and the Baiyue Prince. After his death, his cultivation was not as strong as it is now.
It is obvious that in the world of Little Spirit Fairy, everyone has their own opportunities and their cultivation level has been greatly improved.
As for that beautiful woman, she looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, her whole body was flaming red, she was aristocratic, and she had a aloof temperament. Her cultivation was weaker than the two men, but she had also reached the sixth level of Ascension. .
This beautiful demon woman seemed to know Saint Qingluan, and she stared at Saint Qingluan in slight surprise.
"Tian Kunhai, Jin Sanyi, and Princess Huoluan, you alone dare to stop me from entering the ancient ruins to discuss the Tao." Saint Qingluan's aura was overwhelming, her starry eyes emitted cyan brilliance, and the semi-saint's aura spread out to oppress the people opposite. Three creatures.
Tian Kunhai, the son of a Realm Lord of the Yingyu Monster Tribe, still had some taboos towards Saint Qinglian. Knowing that Saint Qingluan had the support of a big shot, he spoke respectfully and said: "The Saint is from the ancient Saint Monster Tribe, so naturally she can Entering the ancient ruins to discuss the Tao, but..." He stared at Feng Feiyun and said: "This half-demon can't do it."
Saint Qinglian said: "He is my fiancé. If I can go in, he can also go in. If you don't know what is good and what is good, don't blame me for eating you."
Saint Qingluan is not just a threat. If she is really annoyed, she will transform into Qingluan and eat a winning fish.
Princess Huoluan had an elegant temperament and said coldly: "This is the battle between the ancient holy demon clan and the human race. Saint Qingluan, as a member of our Huoluan demon clan, you should stand on the side of the ancient holy demon clan." Yes, you actually said that a half-demon is your fiancé, why didn't you find a worse reason?"
No one believed that the noble Qingluan Saint would marry a half-demon on the fingertips, and no one thought that a proud daughter of the ancient holy demon clan would be willing to marry a half-demon.
Both Princess Huoluan and Saint Qingluan belong to the Huoluan Demon Clan, but Saint Qingluan’s status has always been higher than Princess Huoluan. Naturally, Princess Huoluan is very unhappy, so she hopes that Saint Qingluan will really get along with her. The human race is on the same front, so she can use the help of Prince Baiyue and others to get rid of Saint Qingluan, and even make her become Prince Baiyue's yin cauldron to see how arrogant she can be in the future.
"He was originally my fiancé. Do I need to lie? Brother Yun, did you say I was your fiancée?" Saint Qingluan said.
"This... we are here to participate in the King's Discussion. I will have a good talk with Grandpa Liu about this matter later." Feng Feiyun stepped forward and walked in front of the Qinglian Saint, and his aura suddenly changed. , an overwhelming coercion swept over the three creatures opposite, and said with cold eyes: "Who killed the Lushan people? Now stand up to me, and I can guarantee that his soul will be immortal."
Princess Huo Luan naturally felt the huge pressure on Feng Feiyun. She knew that Feng Feiyun was very powerful, but she did not think that Feng Feiyun alone could compete with the entire ancient holy demon clan. She said coldly: "Feng Feiyun, you are too arrogant. You're arrogant, don't think that because you have the Qingluan Saint to support you, you can ignore the Ancient Holy Demon Clan."
Feng Feiyun glanced at her: "Then tell me who killed the new generation king of the human race, and I can forgive you for the offense you just committed against me."
"Who are you? A creature that is even lower than a slave, yet you dare to be so presumptuous in front of this princess." Princess Huo Luan has her own arrogance. Although she knows that Feng Feiyun's cultivation is powerful, she is not afraid of Feng Feiyun at all. Dare to touch her, because behind her is the royal family of the Fire Luan Monster Clan, and not a mere half-demon can withstand the anger of the Royal Family of the Fire Luan Monster Clan.
Saint Qingluan's eyes were a little cold. Princess Huoluan dared to insult her fiancé. Didn't she also insult her as well?
Princess Huoluan stared at Saint Qingluan and said: "Saint Qingluan, you are a saint of the Huoluan demon clan, but you are willing to call a half-demon your fiancé. I think you must be attracted by this half-demon." The demon was defeated and then surrendered to his crotch. He must have been enslaved by this half-demon."
Both Tian Kunhai and Jin Sanyi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the arrogant Saint Qingluan and Feng Feiyun walked together. They said that not necessarily what Princess Huoluan said was true. Saint Qingluan had been powerfully cultivated by Feng Feiyun. In order to surrender, he became Feng Feiyun's slave.
Otherwise, how could Saint Qingluan speak for Feng Feiyun?
Saint Qingluan was so angry that her whole body was trembling, her eyes were filled with flames, and she was about to tear Princess Huoluan into pieces, but Feng Feiyun gently held her down with the palm of her hand, preventing her from moving.
Feng Feiyun sneered: "Then let me tell you, in fact, Saint Qingluan is my fiancée. As for you, Princess Huoluan, you are already qualified to be my slave."
Princess Huoluan is about to get angry.
"Uh-huh."
With a flash of sword light, Princess Huo Luan pierced her body with the Yaohuang Sword and stared fixedly at the trunk of the huge sycamore tree.
Feng Feiyun stared at Tian Kunhai and Jin Sanyi and said: "Prince Jinwu Ba has died in my hands. If you two don't want to die, just tell me who killed the Lushan people."
"Are you kidding? Prince Ba's cultivation is ten times better than yours, and you can kill him." Jin Sanyi laughed loudly, and at the same time, his eyes darkened, and he spit out a mouthful of flames, wrapping the halberd in the flames. , piercing Feng Feiyun’s heart.
Feng Feiyun stood there motionless, stretched out his hand and held the halberd in his hand. A force of death merged into the halberd, and he threw it out with his backhand, piercing Jin Sanyi's head and hanging his body on the sycamore tree. .
Feng Feiyun has never been a soft-hearted person. He will not force the demonic and demonic nature out of his body and stop killing people from now on. When it is time to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, he will never just beat the chicken.
Tooth for tooth, blood for blood.
Everyone originally thought that Feng Feiyun's cultivation was at the peak of the sixth level of feathering, but at this moment, everyone was shocked. With just one move, he nailed Jin Sanyi, who was at the peak of the sixth level of feathering. .
Tian Kunhai of the Yingyu Monster Clan was also frightened. He and Jin Sanyi's cultivation levels were on par with each other. Feng Feiyun could kill Jin Sanyi with one move, and he would definitely be able to kill him with one move.
"You... you have reached the realm of semi-saint." More than ten light points flew out from Tian Kunhai's fingers, spreading the news to the ancient ruins and informing the powerful men of the ancient holy demon clan.
Feng Feiyun did not stop his behavior. He had long wanted to suppress the arrogance of the Ancient Holy Demon Clan, and today he just gave them a bloody lesson to prevent them from being so arrogant and bullying other races.
The kings of the new generation who are lurking in the dark all come from relatively weak races. They are suppressed by the ancient holy demon clan and do not dare to break into the ancient ruins. Once they do, they will not escape the fate of being killed, just like those hanging on the tree. Creatures.
If the Ancient Holy Demon Clan continues to be so arrogant, the conflicts among the various races will only get deeper and deeper. How can they join hands to fight against the catastrophe that will soon happen?
Feng Feiyun gave Tian Kunhai a cold look and said: "You'd better inform Prince Baiyue over here, and we will clear up all the grudges today."
Tian Kunhai did not dare to answer, but he said bitterly in his heart, of course Prince Baiyue will come, and when they come, you, the half-demon, will die.
Naturally, Feng Feiyun didn't know what he was thinking and didn't bother to pay attention. The Yaohuang Sword buzzed and flew back to his sleeve.
Princess Huo Luan's wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. She opened her starry eyes and walked up to Feng Feiyun. She knelt on the ground and saluted, "Slave, I have met my master."
She raised her head, with a delicate face and sparkling almond eyes, staring at Feng Feiyun like a shy and pitiful pet cat.