The reason why he couldn't be seen before was because whenever he stood there, there would be clouds and mist, which would deflect the light, so people naturally couldn't see him within their sight.
"Dragon King, can the Ziyao King's army withstand this wave of attacks from the Immortal Clan? Is the barrier of the desolate area really impenetrable?"
Although King Peng sat there arrogantly, his words were spoken in a very respectful tone.
It is precisely because this old man, who is called Dragon King by King Peng, is the true leader of this Demon Mountain.
Fight with Lord Tianlong!
The descendant of the demon lord!
The great demon king at the pinnacle of ancestral soul!
It is even said that his cultivation level is only half a step away from Zuxu!
"Alas, I don't know either. The barrier is guarded by the Emperor Record "Fufeng" left by the previous emperor of the human race. But don't forget that the immortals also have immortal scriptures and Taoist instruments."
"But whether the human race can hold on or not has nothing to do with my Legacy Demon Mountain. After thousands of years of strife, my race is too tired. Now I just want to go home, back to my Demon Star, back to my Purple Sea, and enjoy the happiness of family."
King Peng was silent for a moment after hearing this, then he stood up and nodded to the old man, saying, "Please rest assured, Dragon King, I understand what you mean and will never interfere in this matter without permission."
Then he stood side by side with the Dragon King and looked up at the sky.
"From that time on, we are no longer the demon clan. We are the descendants of the demon clan. We are abandoned children. Except returning to our ancestral land, nothing can shake the goal of our demon mountain. Immortals who stand in our way will be killed! Humans who stand in our way will be killed!!"
King Peng spoke in a cold tone. As soon as he spoke, the sea of clouds began to churn and a black gale whistled around them.
However, facing the fierceness of King Peng, King Dragon remained calm and gentle.
"Second brother, you must control your emotions. Your soul is still unstable. Only when your soul returns to the abyss can you enter the ancestral ruins. Recently, I have discovered that the way of heaven has changed. It seems that the heaven has given my bloodline a glimmer of hope. I am not far from the ancestral ruins."
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.
After looking at the direction Xu Feng left, he leaped and disappeared into the Demon Mountain.
......
As Xu Feng left the Demon Mountain, explosive news one after another reached the royal city.
"Xu Feng, a great man from the Great Wilderness, entered the Monster Mountain, killed the Fox King, and defeated the Elephant King. Now he is passing through the Monster Mountain of the Legacy and entering the territory of the Hundred Blades Tribe. He defeated Black Three Blades of the Black Blade Tribe with one shot and is heading towards the Seventh Tribe, the Death Flame Tribe."
"It is said that his fighting spirit is purple, and his luck is soaring to the sky!"
"It is said that he shattered the ninety-foot monument in the ancient mirror of the wilderness, and was recognized by the murderous aura of the ancestors of the human race! He refined a murderous aura frenzy!"
"It is said that he killed the three wandering evil spirits in the wilderness, killed the ghost demon Shi Zhongyu, and took the spirit child!"
"It is said that he brought his spirit into the Death Flame Tribe and was summoned by the leader of the Death Flame Tribe, Si Zhanxiu!"
"The latest news is that the Death Flame Division has recognized his qualifications, and Xu Feng is heading to the eighth division, the Wuyou Division!"
As news continued to reach the royal city, within almost a day, Xu Feng's name had spread throughout the royal city before he even arrived!
In the royal city, in a hall made entirely of huge, shiny black fire crystal stones, a middle-aged man with a faint purple aura all over his body was sitting cross-legged, constantly listening to the news coming from outside the hall.
Every hour, one of his soldiers would send eagle messages with news about Xu Feng.
"Let the Immortal Slayer Guards go and kill this man."
At a certain moment, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and spoke.
"Master, this person has attracted many people's attention now. Isn't it too ostentatious for the Immortal Slayer Guard to take action?"
An old man wrapped in a linen robe hesitated for a moment and spoke to the middle-aged man in the hall.
"Whoever dares to stop us will be killed together. As the protectors of Ni Cang, we have the responsibility to stop these villains who intend to challenge him. Remember to arrange for Sun Ping to go." The middle-aged man said casually.
"Yes." The old man nodded slightly and agreed expressionlessly. Then he walked out of the hall and disappeared in a flash.
The mysterious middle-aged man then closed his eyes again with a smile on his face.
"Once the road to invincibility begins, there is no turning back. The Immortal Slayer Guards may not be able to stop this man, but according to the information he has in the Cold Wind Generals, he will destroy the cultivation of the human race who attacked him. Interesting."
"I just wonder if you would be able to be so calm if you destroyed the only grandson of the God of Reincarnation?"
In front of a stretch of green hills, Xu Feng suddenly stopped and looked up with some feeling.
I saw that the purple aura above his head had exceeded fifteen feet high, and as time went by, it was gradually becoming crystal clear and brilliant, and the gorgeous purple color was becoming deeper and deeper.
I just don't know why.
This luck is so illusory and no one knows what the principle is.
Just then, Xiaohua suddenly clapped her hands and shouted.
"Brother, that pillar is so beautiful! It looks so delicious!"
Xiaohua's words surprised Xu Feng.
No matter who it is along the way, almost no one can see the pillar of luck above his head. After all, according to Grandpa, the luck of the human race is ethereal and illusory, and only the powerful and the strong who have mastered the ancient art of seeing luck can see it.
How can Xiaohua see? !
What is the origin of this little girl? It is becoming more and more mysterious, making Xu Feng more and more curious.
The two men and the 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 tiny smoke rising in the distance and the huge green hills emitting an invisible heat made Xu Feng feel as if he was facing an abyss.
These are the last few tribes, hope everything goes well.
When he got closer, Xu Feng was slightly surprised. The Death Flame Tribe's territory seemed to be a bit larger than Hanfeng General City and Tianye City. It was prosperous and majestic, which surprised Xu Feng a little.
Is this the strength possessed by the subordinate tribes surrounding the royal city?
A glimpse of the whole picture shows that the Zi Yao King’s army is truly powerful.
The closer he got to Zi Yao King's tribe, the more frightened Xu Feng became about how powerful they were.
The strength of the Zi Yao royal family can be demonstrated from every little detail.
As he got closer to the Death Flame Tribe, Xu Feng could clearly feel a column of strong air rising up into the sky like a black flame.
It was hundreds and thousands of times thicker than the purple luck pillar above his head, thousands of feet long, and had a radius of several miles. Rays of auspicious light and aura were flowing and surging, like a fairyland.
Compared with this, his luck pillar is really insignificant.
But Xu Feng was fearless and calm.
As he approached, the pillar of luck above his head seemed to transform and grow stronger.
Xu Feng gradually understood that luck is also related to a person's 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, and purple mist spread out in the sky, and he strode towards the Death Flame Tribe.
In an instant, the purple gas column above Xu Feng's head seemed to echo him, and suddenly burst into brilliant purple light, and the "Feng" battle flag became more and more dazzling purple and gold.
As he moved forward, Xu Feng's terrifying aura burst out layer by layer, becoming more and more terrifying.
Now that he has come this far, in the last three parts, he will fight his way into the royal city with the strongest attitude!
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