The Demon Suppression Tower is still trembling, and it is getting more and more violent. The rumbling sound continues to be heard, resounding throughout the void.
Everyone looked horrified and even stood a little unsteadily, feeling that the ground beneath their feet might break at any time.
Feeling this huge sensation, everyone's hearts were in turmoil, especially the person who had mocked Qin Xuan before, whose eyes were full of shock.
He never imagined how that young man who looked very delicate could be so outstanding.
It was too exaggerated for him to comprehend the magical powers of demons in the Demon Suppressing Tower as if they were effortless and at his fingertips.
Even the most evil monster would not be able to achieve this in such a short period of time.
unless……
The man's expression suddenly shook, and he suddenly thought of a possibility, and said loudly: "I know, he is not a human at all, he is a demon!"
After these words fell, many people's eyes flashed with light. If this was true, it would not be difficult to understand.
Monsters can naturally comprehend the magical powers of demons much faster than humans. Similarly, humans can comprehend human magical powers much faster than demon beasts.
"This person is a demon, so he can light up five demon lights in a short period of time. It must be like this." The man said solemnly, his tone was extremely sure, as if to make himself more convinced of this possibility.
Many people nodded secretly. Only this possible explanation made sense, otherwise that person would be too evil.
"Is this really the case?" One person looked doubtful, and his mind kept recalling the scene when Qin Xuan arrived just now.
No matter from his appearance or his temperament, he doesn't look like a monster. Moreover, he has also understood the rules of wind and space, which are extremely powerful.
Just imagine, can a demon understand such a powerful rule?
Of course, he didn't dare to judge rashly, but he still had doubts in his heart, unable to confirm that Qin Xuan was really a demon.
At this time, on the sixth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, Qin Xuan looked a little solemn, staring at a huge creature in front of him.
The first five levels are filled with magical powers of demons, but the situation on the sixth level has changed. It is the soul of a great demon.
The big demon in front of me is a green roc, from the roc clan. Although its bloodline is not as noble as the golden-winged roc, it still cannot be underestimated.
"Since you are a monster from the Peng tribe, I will use the magical powers taught by Senior Golden Winged Dapeng to fight you." Qin Xuan said to himself.
In the ancient cave, the senior Golden-winged Dapeng taught him the cultivation method of the Golden-winged Dapeng tribe. This method can only be practiced by the Peng tribe, and no other monsters can practice it.
"Which demon clan are you from?" I saw that the Qingpeng demon soul suddenly opened its mouth and spit out an obscure voice. The voice was a little unclear, as if it had not spoken for many years.
The Demon Suppression Tower has stood in the Yunhuang Mountains for hundreds of thousands of years. During this period, it was only opened three or four times, and only one or two people could come here each time.
Qingpeng didn't speak for a long time. If it weren't for the strong demonic energy in Qin Xuan's body, he wouldn't have spoken and directly blasted Qin Xuan out.
"Huh?" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with doubt, demon clan?
The Yunhuang Mountains are in the wilderness, and people from the demon clan rarely come here, and Qingpeng's words seem to imply that people from the demon clan have come here.
"I am not a monster." Qin Xuan responded: "Senior, do you dare to ask if there has ever been a monster here?
Qingpeng glanced at Qin Xuan lightly and did not answer Qin Xuan's question, as if he was very disdainful.
In his eyes, Qin Xuan is just an ant in the Yuan King realm. He could be wiped out in one breath during his lifetime, so who has the right to ask him questions?
Qin Xuan was a little helpless, seeing the contempt in Qingpeng's eyes, but after thinking about it for a moment, it was not difficult to understand.
This Qingpeng must have been a mighty and powerful person during his lifetime, but after his death, he was locked up in a small town in a demon tower and suffered for a long time. It is normal for him to feel unhappy.
"Since the senior is unwilling to answer, the junior has no choice but to offend me." Qin Xuan spoke again, his tone still respectful.
Qingpeng sneered in his heart, and the disdain in his eyes became even more intense. Who could he offend?
I saw Qin Xuan slowly raising his head. In an instant, his eyes turned purple and gold, his long hair was flying in the wind, and there was an evil smile on his handsome face, and his whole body seemed to be filled with something strange.
light.
boom!
With a loud bang, Qin Xuan saw a sudden strong wind blowing around him, and then a golden-winged roc shot out, its wings shining with golden brilliance, which was dazzling.
"Golden-winged Dapeng!" Qingpeng finally showed a hint of horror in his eyes when he saw the golden-winged Dapeng flying around Qin Xuan.
This guy actually knows the magical power of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan!
But how is this possible?
He is a member of the Peng clan, and he knows the Golden Winged Dapoc clan very well. They are all a group of extremely arrogant and arrogant people. How can their magical powers be passed on to others?
What puzzled him even more was that this person said that he was not a demon, but a human being. How could a human being practice the magical powers of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan?
Even other monsters without Peng clan blood would never be able to practice this magical power, let alone humans.
But the scene in front of him was extremely clear before his eyes. This human young man was demonstrating the magical power of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan. There was no way he could see it wrong.
"Come here!"
The green roc's wings vibrated, and it instantly landed in front of Qin Xuan. Its sharp roc claws poked out, and terrifying power burst out, passing directly through the space, trying to catch Qin Xuan.
However, Qin Xuan's expression did not change at all. This demon-suppressing tower also has a restrictive effect on demon souls. Although Qingpeng is powerful, it is only equivalent to a person at the first level of King Yuan.
How can Qin Xuan be afraid of fighting in the same territory?
Without retreating at all, Qin Xuan punched directly, and a golden brilliance suddenly burst out from his fist, as if a golden-winged roc loomed out and rushed directly towards Qingpeng.
"This..." Qingpeng saw a golden-winged roc killing him with a strong momentum, and his heart was shaken.
He has been practicing for an unknown number of years, but he has never seen such magical powers. It seems that no one among the powerful Golden-winged Dapeng tribe he knows has ever used such magical powers.
Although it is not ruled out that they may deliberately hide their strength, Qingpeng is still very shocked. Where did this kid get such a powerful magical power?
However, Qin Xuan did not give Qingpeng time to think, and kept blasting out with his fists. A golden-winged roc flew towards Qingpeng. The roar of the beast continued to sound, the demonic energy raged in the void, and the space shook.
I saw the void trembling violently. It began to tremble, and waves of terrifying destructive power spread out, sweeping away everything. Everywhere it passed, the space was turned into ruins.
The endless golden-winged roc shadow filled the void. Among the endless golden shadows, a cyan shadow kept flashing. Every time it vibrated its wings, extremely terrifying fluctuations erupted.
The green shadow was naturally Qingpeng. He looked very embarrassed at this time and could only bear the attack, being completely suppressed by Qin Xuan.
The Peng clan was originally an extremely powerful existence among the monsters, but now the opponent he faced was the Golden-winged Dapeng, which was more powerful than him, and all his advantages were gone.
The wings of the roc flew rapidly in the void, causing violent friction with the space, making bursts of sharp and harsh sounds, as if they were about to tear out a person's eardrums.
But Qin Xuan still didn't stop. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought. He just flashed and rushed directly into the battlefield.
At this time, behind Qin Xuan, endless golden light spots emerged, and finally condensed into a pair of illusory golden wings, which was extremely dazzling. He seemed to be transformed into a golden-winged roc, with the intention of looking down at the world all over his body, compared to those phantoms
More powerful and fierce.
When Qingpeng saw Qin Xuan at this time, his expression suddenly froze, and then his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Somehow, there seemed to be a force suppressing him, making him surrender to the young man in front of him.
Qingpeng felt extremely unbelievable in his heart, but the feeling on his body was unmistakable, which meant that the blood flowing in the body of the young man in white was much nobler than his.
"Poof!"
With a pop-dong sound, Qingpeng finally obeyed the voice in his heart, folded his wings, pressed his claws into the void, and knelt down to Qin Xuan.
Seeing this scene, Qin Xuan's expression couldn't help but froze, and he withdrew the attack he was about to unleash, and looked at Qingpeng with some confusion.
Just now you looked disdainful towards him, why are you suddenly kneeling down to him now?
Qin Xuan's aura gradually calmed down, his eyes returned to normal, the golden wings behind him became illusory, and the pressure emanating from his body gradually dissipated.
After the strong pressure dissipated, Qinglan's complexion improved a lot. He stood up and looked at Qin Xuan carefully, full of surprise.
"What do you mean?" Qin Xuan asked.
"I wonder where the magical powers that your Majesty cultivated come from?" Qingpeng was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but ask the biggest doubt in his heart.
Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed, and Qingpeng's name for him actually changed. Calling him "Your Majesty" seemed to be an honorific title for him.
Could it be that he was too brave just now to call him that?
After thinking for a moment, Qin Xuan answered truthfully: "I learned this magical power from a senior Golden-winged Dapeng."
Qingpeng has fallen for many years, leaving only a phantom, and the Yunhuang Mountain Range is about to close, so no one else will know about it.
"Sure enough." Qingpeng's heart trembled. Unless a strong man from the Golden-winged Dapeng tribe taught him personally, it would be impossible to learn it anyway.
Moreover, he had a vague feeling that the golden-winged roc that imparted magical powers would be extremely terrifying, otherwise he would not have mastered such powerful magical powers. It would be simply too terrifying.
"I lost." Qingpeng spoke slowly, with a hint of loneliness in his tone.
It is really hard to accept that he, a powerful person in the imperial realm, would admit defeat to a descendant of King Yuan.
"Thank you, senior." Qin Xuan walked towards Qingpeng. At this time, Qingpeng suddenly said again: "Wait a minute, your Majesty, please stay."
"Senior, what else can you do?" Qin Xuan was a little confused.
"There is no need to go up to the seventh level. With your strength, you no longer need to prove yourself." Qingpeng explained.
"That's it." Qin Xuan blinked. He originally wanted to go up to the seventh floor to have a look.
"In this case, I'll leave. Senior, please take care of yourself." Qin Xuan cupped his fists at Qingpeng and then walked towards the outside of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Qingpeng looked at Qin Xuan's leaving figure and suddenly thought of something. A flash of light flashed in his eyes and he said loudly: "If your Majesty has the opportunity to go to the Peng Clan in the Demonic Wasteland in the future, can you bring something for me?"