The reason why I couldn't see him before was precisely because as long as he stood here, the clouds and mist would surround him, which would deflect the light and make him invisible.

"Dragon King, can the Ziyao Royal Family defend this wave of attacks from the Immortal Clan? Is the barrier of the wilderness really unbreakable?"

Although King Peng sat there arrogantly, his words were extremely respectful.

It is precisely because this old man, who is called the Dragon King by King Peng, is the true leader of this heritage demon mountain.

Fight against the Dragon Lord!

Legacy Demon Lord!

The Great Demon King at the Peak of Ancestral Soul!

It is even said that his cultivation level is only half a step away from the ancestral ruins!

"Alas, I don't even know. What guards the barrier is the Emperor's Record "Fufeng" left by the previous emperor of the human race. But don't forget, the immortal race also has immortal scriptures and Taoist tools."

"But whether the human race can hold on or not, it has nothing to do with my demon mountain. After thousands of years of strife, our clan is too tired. Now I just want to go home, to my demon star, to my purple sea, and enjoy the family relationship."

happy."

King Peng was silent for a moment after hearing this, then he stood up and nodded to the old man and said, "Don't worry, King Dragon, Peng understands what you mean and will never interfere in this matter without authorization."

Then he and the Dragon King stood side by side and looked towards the sky.

"From then on, we are no longer the demon clan. We are the legacy of the demon clan. We are outcasts. Apart from returning to our ancestral land, nothing can shake the goal of our demon mountain. If the immortals stand in the way, they will kill the immortals! If the humans stand in the way, they will kill!

!”

King Peng's tone was cold, as the words came out, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and a black wind whistled around it.

However, in the face of King Peng's aura, Dragon King was always calm and gentle.

"Second brother, you have to control your emotions. Your soul is still unstable. Only when your soul returns to the ruins can you enter the ancestral ruins. Recently, I have discovered that the way of heaven has changed. God seems to have given my legacy a glimmer of hope. I am far away from you.

The ancestral ruins realm is not far away."

The Dragon King said with a smile, then turned and left.

A golden light flashed in King Peng's eyes, and a hint of pride and joy finally appeared on his face.

Looking at the direction Xu Feng left, he jumped and disappeared into the demon mountain.

...

And as Xu Feng left the Demonic Mountain of Legacy, pieces of breaking news also reached the royal city one after another.

"Xu Feng, the hero of the Great Wilderness, entered the Demon Mountain, killed the Fox King, and defeated the Elephant King. At this moment, he passed through the Demonic Mountain of the Legacy and entered the territory of the Hundred Sword Tribe. He defeated the Black Sword Tribe and the Black San Dao Tribe with one shot, and headed towards the seventh Death Flame Tribe.

And go."

"It is said that his fighting spirit is purple and his luck is sky-high!"

"It is said that he shattered a ninety-foot monument in the ancient mirror of the wilderness and was recognized by the ancestors of the human race for their murderous aura! He refined the murderous aura into a frenzy!"

"It is said that he killed three evil spirits who were wandering in the wilderness, killed the jade in the ghost demon stone, and captured the spirit child!"

"It is said that he entered the Death Flame Department with his spirit son and was summoned by the leader of the Death Flame Department!"

"The latest news is that the Death Flame Department has recognized his qualifications and Xu Feng is heading to the eighth department, the Wuyou Department!"

As news continued to spread into the royal city, within almost a day, Xu Feng's name had already spread throughout the royal city before he arrived!

In the royal city, in a large hall made of huge, shiny black fire crystals, a middle-aged man shrouded in a light purple aura was sitting cross-legged, constantly listening to the news coming from outside the hall.

Every hour, there are messages from his soldiers flying eagles, bringing news about Xu Feng.

"Let the Immortal Killing Guards go and kill this person."

At a certain moment, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Master, this person has attracted a lot of attention now. Isn't it too ostentatious for the Immortal Killing Guard to take action?"

An old man shrouded in linen robe hesitated and spoke to the middle-aged man in the hall.

"Whoever dares to stop him will be killed together. As the protectors of Ni Cang, we have the responsibility to block these Xiaoxiao who come to challenge him. Remember to arrange for Sun Ping to go." The middle-aged man said casually.

"Yes." The old man nodded slightly when he heard the words, and agreed expressionlessly. Then he walked out of the hall and disappeared in a flash.

The mysterious middle-aged man closed his eyes again and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Once the road to invincibility begins, there is no turning back. The Immortal Killing Guard may not be able to stop this person, but based on his intelligence in General Hanfeng, he will destroy the cultivation of the human race who attacks him, which is interesting."

"I just don't know if you could be so calm if you destroyed the only grandson of the Samsara God General?"

In front of a rolling green hill, Xu Feng suddenly stopped and looked up with a feeling.

I saw that the purple luck on top of his head had reached a height of fifteen feet, and as time went by it was gradually becoming crystal clear, and the magnificent purple color became deeper and deeper.

I just don't know why.

This luck is so illusory that I don't know what its principle is.

At this moment, Xiaohua suddenly clapped her hands and shouted.

"Brother, those pillars are so beautiful! They look delicious!"

Xiaohua's words surprised Xu Feng.

No matter who it was along the way, almost no one could see the pillar of luck above his head. After all, according to Grandpa, the luck of the human race was ethereal and ethereal, and only the powerful and the strong human race masters of the ancient art of looking at qi could see it.

.

How can Xiaohua see it?!

What is the origin of this little girl? It is becoming more and more mysterious, and Xu Feng is more and more curious.

The two men and one dog were now less than three miles away from the Death Flame Tribe.

The huge human tribe has already appeared as a hazy shadow.

The little smoke rising in the distance and the huge green mountains exuding an invisible heat made Xu Feng feel like he was facing an abyss.

These are the last few tribes, I hope everything goes well.

When they got closer, Xu Feng was slightly surprised. The Death Flame Tribe seemed much larger than Hanfeng Jiangcheng and Tianye City. It was prosperous and majestic, which made Xu Feng slightly surprised.

Is this the strength of the affiliated tribes around the royal city?

A glimpse of the whole leopard shows that the Ziyao King is really powerful.

The closer he got to the Ziyao King's tribe, the more powerful the Ziyao King's tribe became, which frightened Xu Feng.

From every small place, the strength of Ziyao King's tribe can be demonstrated.

As he approached the Death Flame Tribe and fell behind, Xu Feng could clearly feel that there was a pillar of sky that was like a black flame sweeping up into the sky.

It is hundreds and thousands of times as thick as the purple pillar of luck above his head, thousands of feet long, and has a radius of several miles. The glowing auras are swirling and churning like a fairyland.

His luck column is really insignificant compared to it.

But Xu Feng had no fear in his heart and was filled with peace.

As he approached, the destiny pillar above his head seemed to grow stronger and stronger.

Xu Feng gradually understood that luck is also related to people's energy and spirit, which is a direct manifestation of spiritual will.

Fearless.

Seeing this, Xu Feng simply laughed out loud, his fighting spirit soared into the sky, purple mist spread out from the sky, and he strode towards the Death Flame Tribe.

In an instant, the purple air column above Xu Feng's head seemed to echo him, suddenly blooming with a brilliant purple glow, and the battle flag with the word "Maple" became more and more dazzling in purple and gold.

As he moved forward, Xu Feng's terrifying aura erupted layer by layer, becoming more and more terrifying.
Chapter completed!