Fantasy: Divine Level Luck

"Ancestor of the clan?" The man in the dragon robe was startled, looking very puzzled.

A human race became the ancestor of the Golden-winged Dapoc race?

Moreover, his seniority is still above Jin Yan.

Damn it, how is this possible?!

Jiu Feng Monster Emperor's beautiful eyes flashed, a little unbelievable, this... is a declaration of war?

During the ancient catastrophe, Dragon Race attacked the Phoenix tribe and suffered heavy losses.

But, still the same, they did not declare a full-scale war.

Is this Jin Yan crazy?

Are you going to declare war on the now prosperous Dragon Race just for the sake of one breath?

"roll!"

Jin Yan shouted angrily, waved his fists, and the golden light directly shattered the projection.

"Oh, the Golden-winged Dapoc clan has been sleeping for endless years, and now they wake up and regard themselves as the ancient overlords?" Ao Xing, the ancestor of the Golden Dragon clan, sneered.

"Since you have chosen this path, don't blame me for not reminding you that Dragon Race... is the master of Beast World today!" Ao Hai, the ancestor of the Fire Dragon clan, said disdainfully.

If viewed from a distance, the two of them might walk around Jin Yan.

After all, the golden-winged roc did feed on dragons in the past, but now the situation has changed.

The entire structure of Beast World has changed.

Dragon Race is a direct vassal and has three clans, namely gold, water and fire.

270The strength of each clan is only slightly inferior to that of the Phoenix clan.

They are all the dominant forces in Monster Race.

"Dragon Race? It's just a worm, are you calling me uncle?" Ye Feng's voice sounded, and he looked at the two Great Emperors in the sky with a sarcastic look.

"Look at your people, Saint above, Rihui!"

"You guys are still talking nonsense here?"

A Da alone killed a quarter of the high-end combat power.

Ye Feng also beheaded a Half-Emperor and eight Saints.

In addition to the Phoenix clan, there are also the two half-emperors of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

The battle situation was reversed in an instant, and countless golden dragons and fire dragons fell in a pool of blood on the field.

At the foot of Wutong Mountain, it completely turned into purgatory.

Rivers of blood flowed out, which was ferocious and terrifying.

"Ancestor, fortunately you have lived up to your destiny."

"A group of food people actually dare to make noises with my clan, haha.

The two half-emperors stood respectfully behind Ye Feng and said.

At this time, the two Great Emperors of Ao Xing also reacted and became furious.

"You evil beast of the human race, you are looking for death!"

It took thousands of years to cultivate the two races.

But now, it was destroyed overnight.

Moreover, it is still led by this humble human race.

In his heart, endless anger filled his chest.

"Third brother, retreat! It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. As long as we don't die, the two tribes can rebuild." Ao Hai's eyes were gloomy, suppressing the anger in his heart.

The Monster Emperor is still there, so rebuilding the race is just a matter of time.

They are the backbone of the two races.

Therefore, no loss can be made no matter what.

Originally, their plan was to exterminate the powerful people below the Great Emperor of the Phoenix clan.

Two junior Monster Emperors restrained the Nine Phoenix Monster Emperor.

The strength below can crush the Phoenix clan.

Anyway, it's a perfect plan.

But what I never expected was that... the Golden-winged Dapeng clan got involved, as well as that kid from the human race.

This time, the variables are too great.

The battle below has been lost, so there is no need to continue to struggle.

One on one, you will definitely lose.

"Ha... don't worry, my Dragon Race blood debt will definitely be repaid!"

"This emperor will use your three souls and seven souls to pay homage to the spirit of the dragon soul in heaven!"

Ao Xing put down a harsh word, then went directly into the void and left.

Jin Yan and Jiufeng Monster Emperor did not pursue them. If you want to kill a Great Emperor, you need the right time, place and people.

Not only the quantity, but also the quality must be stronger than the other party.

"That's all, since the Golden-winged Dapoc clan has declared war on Dragon Race."

"Then I, the Phoenix clan, can't show weakness, and we will officially break up with Dragon Race from today on. (bfee)"

Jiufeng Monster Emperor smiled bitterly, at least... he had an additional ally from the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

Much better than fighting alone.

She now has a severe headache. With just two words, the two sides directly declared war.

In my heart, I was extremely helpless, Dragon Race's current strength was too terrifying.

If she hadn't been in charge of the Phoenix Clan, they would have been wiped out by the Dragon Race long before the Great Tribulation ended.

"Oh, they are just food in my clan's mouth. Countless years have passed, and they still dare to resist now?"

"Yeah, I'll tell those old guys to come out of seclusion when I get back, and kill that junior first."

Immediately, he looked at Ye Feng and said with a flattering smile: "Ancestor, that old guy was scolding you just now. How about we go back now, call those old guys out of seclusion, and destroy him True Dragon Race?"

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Dragon Race can make Jiufeng Monster Emperor so fearful, it must not be a situation in ancient times.

Moreover, now that the great catastrophe is about to occur, even if the Golden-winged Dapeng family is deeply hidden, even if they can really win by then, they will almost die.

That's nonsense. The current Golden-winged Dapeng is the strongest combat power on his side.

Go shopping with Dragon Race, it’s not that time yet.

He can refine the Holy Pill of Enlightenment, and when the time comes, he can get dozens of pills, and fuck her Dragon Race, although it is impossible to get one with ten times the properties.

But...just three times is enough to create a bunch of Saint Kings.

come!

Compared with the number of people, Dragon Race will be killed directly.

Moreover, when the Transcending Tribulation appears next time the World-Destroying Thousand Thunders will be mass-produced, a bunch of Holy Pills of Enlightenment will be increased tenfold.

Half-Emperor, he was promoted to Great Emperor!

Not only the Saint, but also the Great Emperor were trying to suppress the opponent.

He Ye Feng has never been afraid of anyone.

"Now, the time has not yet come."

"You two go back first to let the monks from Saint Realm out of seclusion, and I will prepare a big gift for Dragon Race, hehehe...

He said to the two people behind him.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, then sent a message to Ye Feng with a wry smile.

"Ancestor, are you all...all out of seclusion? Now, I have a total of seventy-two golden-winged rocs, including the Great Emperor, Lord Jin Yan, and three more."

"Half Emperor, Nine Lords!"

"Saint King, twenty!"

"All the remaining people are from the Saint Realm world, ranging from the beginner to the peak."

Everyone, if everyone above Saint comes out of seclusion, I'm afraid the entire ethnic group will have to come out.

Perhaps, it will cause dissatisfaction.

After all, now is a critical moment for cultivation.

Ye Feng's pupils contracted:

Shit...fuck, it’s all Saint!?.