Emperor Tianwu

Now, the soul tablet of the Golden Winged Dapeng King has shattered.

This incredible thing happened just like that.

This is a huge bad news for the Golden Winged Dapeng clan.

"Old clan leader, although the clan leader's strength is not as good as Mu Ziming, even Mu Ziming can't kill the clan leader, right? Who is this person who made a move that made the clan leader have no chance to escape." The great elder Jin Wuwei stood up and said with a very ugly face: "Could it be that a strong outsider has entered the Tianwu Realm?"

"Even if an outsider enters, he can't kill the clan leader, right?" The second elder frowned.

The others also nodded in agreement.

The old clan leader sitting in the first seat raised his head, looked at the two people with turbid eyes, and then said: "Now is not the time to discuss these things. Whether it was Mu Ziming who did it, we can go to the Tiandao League and ask."

"Old clan leader, do you mean that we are leaving Wushan?" Jin Wuwei heard this and spoke with some surprise.

He had always wanted to lead the Golden Winged Dapeng clan to leave Wushan, but there was no place for them outside, and the flesh and blood of the Golden Winged Dapeng clan was of great benefit to all major races. Once they left Wushan, they would inevitably become the target of hunting by countless races and forces.

So it was basically impossible for the Golden Winged Dapeng clan to go out, unless they could directly challenge the major forces.

"Yes!" Old Peng Wang said, "Our Golden Winged Dapeng clan is now becoming increasingly dwindling. If we continue like this, it will be destroyed sooner or later, so we must find a way to grow stronger."

Now, among the Golden Winged Dapeng clan, there are only about thirty people who really have the blood of the Golden Winged Dapeng clan, and the blood of the rest is very thin. Many of the talents of the Golden Winged Dapeng clan are not possessed by those clansmen.

Thinking of this, the expression of the Old Peng King became more and more depressed.

They need to become vassals of a certain force, otherwise continuing to linger like this will only accelerate the extinction and destruction of the Golden Winged Dapeng clan.

"If it was really Mu Ziming who did it, what should we do?" the third elder asked.

In the Golden Winged Dapeng clan, apart from the King Peng, the highest status and position are only the ten elders.

The ten elders have all achieved enlightenment.

After achieving enlightenment, their realm is the same as that of a cultivator, and they are no longer called several-level monsters.

The third elder is a powerful person in the Condensation Realm, with a faint golden halo flowing around him. It can be seen at a glance that he is an extremely powerful existence in the Condensation Realm.

Hearing this, the old King Peng smiled bitterly and said, "Even if it was Mu Ziming who did it, my Golden Winged Dapeng clan cannot do it."

Hearing the words of the old King Peng, everyone fell silent.

The old King Peng continued, "No matter who killed Jin Sen, we cannot take revenge."

Hearing this, everyone felt a little aggrieved.

How can someone who can kill the King Peng be a simple person?

If someone has the ability to kill the King Peng, he has the ability to wipe out the entire Golden Winged Dapeng clan.

"Elders, there is a human cultivator outside who wants to see you!"

Just as the old Peng King was about to stand up, a guard entered the hall and bowed to report.

At that moment, the old Peng King's spiritual sense swept out instantly.

He didn't take the human cultivator seriously at all.

The Golden Winged Dapeng clan could at least barely gain a foothold in the Heavenly Witch Realm, while the human race was simply an ant among ants.

But then, his face changed slightly, and he stood up directly and said to the ten elders: "Everyone, the Blood Winged Black Mosquito King is visiting, follow me to greet him."

Among the four demon kings, the Blood Winged Black Mosquito King is the strongest.

Now that the Blood Winged Black Mosquito King has come here in person, as the most powerful cultivator of the Golden Winged Dapeng clan, he must come forward to greet him.

The ten elders heard this, their faces changed, and then they followed the old Peng King out of the hall.

One of the elders even glared at the guard fiercely: "Next time you report, make it clear that it was not a human cultivator who came to visit, but the Blood-winged Black Mosquito King who came to visit. If you make such a low-level mistake again, you will be punished according to the clan rules."

"Yes!" The guard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

If he really angered the ten elders, he would have no good results.

However, he had not noticed the Blood-winged Black Mosquito King before!

The person who came to see him was clearly a human cultivator, and the aura on his body was definitely not fake.

When the group came outside, the ten elders' eyes fell on the Blood-winged Black Mosquito King first.

The old Peng King clasped his fists from a distance and said: "I didn't know that fellow Daoist Yao Ji was here. I really didn't welcome you from afar, I didn't welcome you from afar!"

As for Yun Chen beside Yao Ji, he was directly ignored by the old Peng King.

A mere human cultivator, probably just a pet of the Blood-winged Black Mosquito King.

The Blood-winged Black Mosquito King, whose real name is Yao Ji, immediately smiled and said, "Old Peng King, I am just following my master to visit the Golden-winged Great Peng Clan. You don't have to be so polite to me!"

"Your master?" Hearing this, the old Peng King was shocked and turned his eyes to Yun Chen.

When his consciousness fell on Yun Chen, he felt nothing, and he became more and more shocked.

It seemed that it was different from what he thought.

The person in front of him was not the pet of the Blood-winged Black Mosquito King at all, but the master of the Blood-winged Black Mosquito King.