Looking at the sixth floor of Tianque, there are countless palaces, just like a magnificent palace complex, which makes people dazzled.
In the Six-winged Purple Gold Roc Clan Palace.
At this time, there were many people in the palace. Peng Jing was sitting at the head of the palace. There was an old man standing below him. It was Cen Hao who was sent out by him.
Peng Jing frowned. He sent Cen Hao to bring the man. Unexpectedly, people from Qian Xueting were also involved. Qian Xueting actually wanted to see the man. This speed really surprised him.
Father once mentioned Qian Xuetingjun, who has been practicing for longer than him and is definitely not a good person.
With Qian Xueting's intervention, it will be much more difficult to get rid of that person.
"Prince, in the opinion of my subordinates, we really shouldn't go against Qian Xueting. Lord Qian Xueting has overwhelming power in Wangtian Palace. He can be said to cover the sky with one hand. We are no match for him." Cen Hao said with his fists in hand. It's not that he is timid and afraid of things, it's just that
In their current situation, they really had to keep a low profile.
Peng Jing looked at Cen Hao and said calmly: "Mr. Cen, do you mean to make me forget the shame I suffered?"
"I dare not." Cen Hao quickly defended: "But judging from the current situation, we have no way to take action against that kid."
Peng Jing took a deep breath, and a deep meaning flashed in his eyes. He knew that what Cen Hao said was right. It seemed that there would be no way to take revenge in a short time.
Suddenly thinking of something, Peng Jing asked again: "I asked you to send someone to follow the Xuepeng tribe. What has he done recently?"
Cen Hao pondered for a moment and replied: "There is nothing unusual about that man. He has been staying in the palace these days and has not gone out. He seems to be practicing with peace of mind."
"Practice with peace of mind?" Peng Jing couldn't help but sneered, borrowing his power to get rid of others. What the boy is most concerned about now is whether that person died. Is it possible to practice with peace of mind?
"By the way, can you find out the name and origin of that human being?" Peng Jing asked again. With such a talent, he will definitely not be an unknown person.
Cen Hao had a look of embarrassment on his face, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "This is the first time he came to Wangtian Que, and he formed a team with Qiao Cheng and a few others. I also asked a few other people secretly, but they didn't know.
His real name, let alone his origin."
"So mysterious?" A sharp look flashed in Peng Jing's eyes. He wanted to see who the other party was.
Even if he is a genius from the Human Race Divine Palace, when he arrives in his Peng Territory, he must be made aware of his identity!
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On the first floor of Wangtian Tower, people were coming and going. At this time, a handsome young figure stepped forward, looking at the surrounding environment curiously, seeming to be full of interest in everything.
This young figure is none other than Tianli.
"I don't know where my brother is. Where should I go to find him." Tianli murmured to himself. He came here on his own initiative. Qin Xuan didn't know he was coming, and he didn't tell Qin Xuan either.
I want to give Qin Xuan a surprise.
Tianli was strolling casually, and many people around him looked at him with a bit of surprise on their faces.
"Who is this young man? He can enter Wangtian Tower at such an age. He must be a descendant of an ancient demon clan!" Someone said softly. There are many demon clans in the demon realm, but there are not many ancient demon clans. Every ancient demon clan
, all have a history of more than decades and have a profound and long history.
"On Mr. Jin Peng's wedding, many ancient demon clans have mobilized one after another. The leaders of the younger generation are not willing to be left alone, and have come to Donghua City one after another. Today's Donghua City can truly be called a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" said a personable person.
The young man smiled, with a bit of excitement in his eyes. It is also a blessing in life to have the opportunity to see the graceful figures of his generation.
After the man finished speaking, the people around him smiled and nodded. It was true.
Tianli didn't pay attention to the conversations and gazes of the people around him. He walked alone and didn't say hello to anyone else.
At this time, from the depths of the first floor, several figures flew out, all with outstanding temperaments. The person leading the figure, Qin Xuan, also knew him, and it was He Jiong.
He Jiong looked a little hurried, as if he was in a hurry to see someone.
"Brother He, is your brother here?" A man next to He Jiong asked. Apart from his younger brother, there is probably no one else who can make He Jiong so attracted.
"Exactly." He Jiong nodded, an imperceptible look flashed in his eyes. This time he was eliminated from the phantom killing field early. It was really a shame, and he also lost the reputation of the two prides of the He family.
While He Jiong was thinking, he saw Tianli walking in front of them. He glanced at these people unintentionally, and couldn't help but pause. He looked at He Jiong with a look of surprise. This man's appearance was similar to that of He Jiong.
The guy outside looks a bit similar. Could it be that they are the same family?
He Jiong and others also looked at Tianli and had some thoughts in their hearts. When did such a young person come to Tianli?
However, they didn't think much about it. They just glanced at each other briefly, then passed each other and headed in the opposite direction.
Not long after, He Jiong saw a figure rushing towards him, shouting from a distance: "Brother!"
He Jiong's eyes revealed a sparkle and he said: "Brother Xuan."
But in the blink of an eye, He Xuan arrived in front of He Jiong and others. He just glanced at the people around He Jiong, then looked at He Jiong, cupped his fists and said: "Congratulations, brother, long time no see, brother's cultivation has improved again."
I’ve improved a lot!”
Those people naturally sensed He Xuan's cold attitude, and their expressions suddenly changed slightly. Although they were a little dissatisfied, they endured it.
He Xuan was much better than them in both talent and background, and He Jiong, his elder brother, supported him, so he was not someone they could offend.
Hearing He Xuan's compliments, He Jiong didn't have much of a smile on his face. He felt a little ashamed in his heart and waved his hands: "This is not the place to talk. Let's go back and talk in detail."
"That's fine." He Xuan smiled and nodded. He suddenly thought of something and looked at He Jiong and asked, "Brother came here just now. Did you see a young man passing by on the road?"
"Young man?" He Jiong's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Does he have blond hair, handsome appearance, and looks eleven or twelve years old?"
When He Xuan heard this, a bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "This is the boy. Brother, do you know where he has gone?"
Seeing the change in He Xuan's expression, as if he was quite angry with the young man, He Jiong was confused and asked: "What happened? Do you have a grudge against that young man?"
He Xuan's eyes became a little colder and he said calmly: "There is some hatred. That boy competes with me outside. He often makes rude remarks and is arrogant. He even blustered that the first place in the phantom killing field was his brother. It is a joke!"
"What did you say?" When He Jiong heard the last sentence, his head couldn't help but trembled. Then he stared at He Xuan closely, his expression suddenly became much more serious, and asked: "You said, that boy called Huan
Was his brother the first person killed?"
At this time, the expressions of the people around He Jiong also changed, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
Several of them entered the phantom killing field with He Jiong not long ago, but were eliminated very early. Although they did not witness what happened next, they learned some inside information from He Jiong.
There was a person at the sixth level of Emperor Yuan who was as talented as a demon. He defeated him. Even the princes and princesses of the six-winged purple gold Peng tribe were threatened by that person. Peng Jing was forced to commit suicide and leave. You can imagine how powerful and terrifying that person was.
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Just now, they had seen the portrait of that man. Putting aside other factors, that man was indeed unique and magnificent.
But He Xuan said that the young man they met just now was related to that person, and the two were brothers. Isn't this a coincidence?
Not to mention the obvious difference in appearance between the two, they have the same level of cultivation but are far apart in age. They don't look like brothers.
"Are you sure?" He Jiong confirmed again. He also didn't believe it. After all, it sounded too incredible. He had just been defeated by that person and met that person's brother in the blink of an eye. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?
?
He Xuan couldn't help but look stunned. When he saw the expressions on the faces of his brother and those people, he also faintly felt that something was wrong. They seemed to be very afraid of the first person.
What happened in the phantom killing field?
"Actually, I don't believe it either. I guess he made it up to deliberately compete with me. Brother, you don't have to take it seriously." He Xuan explained.
The eyes of He Jiong and those others kept flickering. If the young man's words were just casually said in a casual game, then that would be fine, but if they were true...
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go back first." He Jiong didn't think about that anymore. Since the young man came to Wangtian Tower, he had plenty of time to investigate.
Soon, the group of people walked towards the depths of Wangtian Tower, then continuously crossed several levels of space, and finally landed outside a palace in the central area of the fifth floor.
"Everyone, go practice first." He Jiong said to the others.
"Brother He, say goodbye." Those people clasped their fists at He Jiong, looked at He Xuan again, and then left.
He Xuan glanced at those people indifferently, with a bit of contempt in his eyes, and said lightly: "What are the identities of these people? When did eldest brother get together with these people?"
He Jiong frowned slightly, glanced around, and after confirming that there was no one else, he sternly scolded: "Shut up, don't say such things again in the future!"
"Brother..." He Xuan's expression suddenly froze there, and he was a little unresponsive. The eldest brother he respected the most on weekdays actually scolded him for a few outsiders. What did he say wrong?
He Jiong stared at He Xuan and said earnestly: "This is Wangtian Tower. With your talents and mine, we can only be considered at the middle level here. There are many people with stronger talents than us, so don't be too proud!"
"Even though the talents of those few people are inferior to ours, their ability to stand with us proves that they are extraordinary. They should never be as rude as today again." He Jiong added.
He knew that his younger brother had been shining brightly since he was a child, enjoying the protection of his family and growing up, and had not experienced the cruelty of the world, so he was a little arrogant and unruly.