King of the Fairy City

The Jinwu tribe felt that the newcomers were not friendly, so they naturally had no good face for these outsiders. Each three-legged Jinwu exuded a huge evil spirit, and its three sharp claws were anxiously grabbing and crushing the air.

"It really deserves to be one of the top demon tribes. As soon as it entered the fairyland, it immediately surpassed the powerful existence of ordinary fairy birds."

Faced with the many Jinwus with evil spirits, the Kunpeng Divine Sect monks were not afraid at all, but admired them. Their eyes were like looking at pets, which made the many Jinwus even more angry.

But although they were angry, the Jinwu tribe was still rational and did not make any extreme actions. After a while, they flapped their huge wings, stirred up a stream of flames, flew to both sides, and separated a road.

Everyone immediately saw that a big Jinwu that was several circles larger than the other Jinwus slowly flew out, and the terrifying flames swirling outside its body automatically condensed into a fireball, hovering over the head of this big Jinwu, like a shrunken sun, even hotter.

"Hiss~ A small branch actually produced a Golden Crow King, and judging from the potential of the Golden Crow Clan, it is no worse than the Golden Crow King of the Golden Crow Clan of the Demon Tribe. The harvest of this trip is too amazing."

The appearance of the Golden Crow King not only stunned many descendants of the princes, but also made the palace-dressed woman and Dou Qiling feel dizzy and extremely shocked.

You know, the Golden Crow Clan is a top demon clan, not the Fire Crow Clan with a weak bloodline of the Golden Crow Clan. It is very difficult to produce a Golden Crow King. The Golden Crow Clan of the Demon Tribe is so powerful, and there are only two Golden Crows competing for the position of the Golden Crow King. It is a world of difference with the king of the Human Tribe, where there are dozens of people, or even more people competing for the throne.

It can be imagined how difficult it is for such a top demon clan to produce a king.

According to the guess of the palace-dressed woman and other venerables, although the space here is large, it is impossible for any powerful existence to appear in the branches of the demon tribe.

However, when they saw King Jinwu, the palace-dressed woman and Dou Qiling were extremely surprised, knowing that they were wrong. A small branch with only a hundred species could actually produce a king!

When the demon tribe Jinwu clan fought for the throne, there were two Jinwus. After a fierce battle, one of them won miserably, and the other was almost dying. In the end, it was saved by an elder of the sect and taken as a mount.

Now this branch has also produced a king. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Everyone can think that it would be better if this king did not return to the tribe. Once he returned to the tribe, he would inevitably fall.

Since this is the result, the king will naturally belong to whoever has the ability to take him away, even the demon tribe Jinwu clan will not interfere.

For a while, countless blood-red eyes fell on King Jinwu. The red. Naked possessive eyes made King Jinwu feel very uncomfortable and angry, but for the sake of the tribe, it had to endure it.

It is not just the young generation of the Nascent Soul stage who are interested in the Golden Crow King. At this moment, even the palace-dressed woman and Dou Qiling are moved!

This is a king, the king of the top demon clan, the Golden Crow Demon Clan!

Apart from anything else, it is extremely face-saving to take him out.

Of course, there are also those who have no interest in this, such as Huang Wuji, the descendant of the Quasi-Martial King, and Bai, the descendant of the Quasi-Ice King.

"Daoyou, you..."

Dou Qiling is extremely moved by the Golden Crow King. He is a descendant of the Talisman King, good at making and using magic talismans, but not proficient in fighting. If he has such a powerful pet, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to him.

However, if he wants to fight for it, there is a huge obstacle in front of him - it is the palace-dressed woman.

Not to mention the mysterious identity of the palace-dressed woman, even her cultivation is far stronger than his. If the palace-dressed woman is also interested, it will obviously be more than twice as difficult for him to fight for it.

The woman in palace dress hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said with her red lips: "I won't compete with you."

The voice was ethereal and clear, and her temperament was like a secluded orchid in the valley, which made people feel moved, but they couldn't bear to destroy this voice.

The woman in palace dress had her own considerations. A king came out of a small branch. Obviously, her previous estimation was completely wrong. If other demon tribes were also like this, she would not want this Golden Crow King very much.

Back then, the Blood King was strong and had gathered too many demon tribes. As far as she knew, there were many top demon tribes here, and there were several that were no less than the Golden Crow tribe. Among them, there were even demon tribes that were extinct in the Kunpeng Divine Sect. If these demon tribes existed and all had a king, she would naturally not stare at the Golden Crow King. If she could choose, she would prefer the Ice Soul Charm Spirit Demon Tribe and the Cold Phoenix Swallow Demon Tribe.

?p\u003eOf course, there was another reason why she gave up the Golden Crow King: this Golden Crow King was male!

After getting the answer from the woman in palace dress, Dou Qiling was overjoyed. He bowed and thanked her repeatedly. He looked at King Jinwu with an undisguised look, as if he was treating her as his own property.

Such looks were countless, which made King Jinwu very angry.

"Kunpeng Divine Sect... After a long time, is Kunpeng Divine Sect finally going to make a comeback and take back the Blood God Palace?"

King Jinwu spoke coldly, his voice seemed very young, crisp and with a hint of magnetism, but not thick and hoarse.

"Haha, since you remember the master, just surrender obediently, otherwise don't blame the Divine Sect for being rude. It was able to sweep across the three tribes back then, and it can easily wipe you out today. I hope you think it over carefully."

Dou Qiling was delighted and laughed loudly. Thinking of the glorious era of Kunpeng Divine Sect, his smile became even stronger. He felt that Kunpeng Divine Sect was still as powerful as before, and these small branch tribes were still obediently surrendered.

"The Kunpeng Divine Sect was indeed powerful back then, and no force in the world could rival it."

King Jinwu's voice was filled with a sigh.

"Then what are you thinking about? In the ancient times, the world was ruled by Shenzong, and it is still ruled by Shenzong today."

Dou Qiling's voice was trembling with excitement.

Unexpectedly, the Golden Crow King sneered, glanced at Dou Qiling sarcastically, and said mockingly: "It was good that the Kunpeng Divine Sect was powerful back then, but that was also the era of the Three Emperors and Three Sovereigns, and now there are people in the Kunpeng Divine Sect who can rival the Three Emperors and Three Sovereigns. If so, Di Hao would be willing to submit to Shenzong."

"You...are you going to betray Shenzong?"

Dou Qiling's face was livid. He thought he would be able to catch him, but he didn't expect this Golden Crow King to be so arrogant.

In fact, every king of the top demon clan has the same arrogance, which makes Dou Qiling lose his temper.

A headmaster comparable to the Three Emperors and Three Sovereigns? How could there be any more.

After the death of Emperor Zipeng, Kunpeng Shenzong has not had a real leader for an unknown amount of time. When he first entered Little Starry Sky, he even made an external descendant of Emperor Zipeng's lineage the emperor, but he was just a puppet.

Until recent years, even puppets were too lazy to be established anymore. Each ministry and king refused to obey anyone. Naturally, it was difficult to choose a leader. The most was to establish a ministry seat to negotiate and mobilize on behalf of each ministry.

At this moment, where could he go to find someone comparable to the Three Emperors and Three Sovereigns?

Seeing the Golden Crow King sneer and say nothing, undoubtedly acquiescing to his own statement, Dou Qi's spiritual eyes twitched and pointed at the Golden Crow King with a trembling voice: "Okay, okay, all the ministries have already issued orders. If the demon branch of the Blood God Palace does not submit, Obey the order, kill on the spot, and exterminate the clan!"

The woman in palace attire on the side couldn't help frowning. She didn't want to make things so bad. Although the number of these Golden Crows was not large, there were more than a hundred. They were all very powerful. If they really fought for their lives, even their own side would be defeated. Not good.

But after thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no other way. It is impossible for these Jinwu tribe to surrender, and the only way is to exterminate the tribe.

"Destroy."

The woman in palace clothes also gave an order, and with a single word, the atmosphere suddenly became as solemn as lead and mercury.

"嘤~"

A high-pitched cry shook the sky. The Golden Crow King's wings flapped wildly, rolling up majestic flames all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, like a sea of ​​fire. The momentum was as if it was falling down, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. It had not completely fallen. The terrifying fire heat had already caused the sky to fall. People suffocate.

"What a terrifying divine fire. It's not the real sun fire, but it's no weaker than the real sun fire. Be careful!"

Everyone in the Kunpeng Divine Sect widened their eyes. They had never seen such a terrifying magic spell since they entered this space. Dou Qiling shouted and took the lead in opening the magic shield.

Nowadays, these venerables are no different from the Yuanying monks. He doesn't want to be burned to ashes by a golden crow and die here because of his carelessness.

The others used their methods to resist the terrifying flame flow, and their reactions were all good, and their combat prowess and fighting experience were even better. After some resistance, the magic spells cast by the Golden Crow King dissipated, and no one was hurt.

"war!"

The Golden Crow King cried again and shouted in human language.

"嘤——"

The cry was as sharp as a knife, cutting through gold and cracking rocks. The mountains tens of thousands of miles away were shaking. Around the mountains where the Golden Crows were, a group of mountains collapsed directly, and rocks penetrated the sky.

The earth cracked, and streams of magma spewed into the sky, turning the world into a terrifying world of flames.

"You evil beast, look at my pagoda."

"A mere branch of the demon clan dares to show off its power, die!"

"Pure World Treasure Vase, duh!"

The war was about to break out. As hundreds of three-legged golden crows crowed, they launched astonishing fire magic, rolling in thousands of flames. The monks of the Kunpeng Divine Sect used their own methods, shouted loudly, and a large piece of Haoguang burst out. For a moment, the flames burst into anger, and the loud sound of fighting could not be heard, resounding throughout the sky.

Although Ye Mo's cultivation was insufficient, he still used the eight-series flying sword at this moment, turning into eight dazzling dragons, rushing towards a three-legged golden crow, entangled with it.

After pinching the spells continuously and laying down magical barriers on his body, Ye Mo rushed forward boldly and fought against the Golden Crow at close quarters. His robes made a hunting sound as he tried to break the void with punches and kicks. He was so domineering and majestic that it made people look at him.

"The son-in-law of Wen Ren Bai Yuan is not a simple man. He practices the magic of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace. He is also proficient in physical training. Judging from this method, it seems to be closely related to the "Immortal Fighting Body". His combat power is close to that of the late Nascent Soul. , I just don’t know if there is any trump card.”

Dou Qiling naturally noticed Teng Zhuan Nian, like Ye Mo who was swimming in the sea. He looked quite surprised, but after thinking about it, Fudou City was the core of controlling the Southern Demon after all. Since the Wenren White Ape dared to order this young man to be the The person in control must not play tricks, so it is not surprising to have such fighting power.

But he couldn't figure it out. In a certain way, Ye Mo was just an outsider. Even if there were benefits, he wouldn't be part of it, so why bother working so hard?

The descendants of the Quasi-Bing Queen, the descendants of the Quan-Martial Queen and other talented people did not take action. Therefore, Ye Mo became the most dazzling one on the field. Even though his cultivation level was not as high as the others, the eight flying swords were too eye-catching. The attack is even more eye-catching.

In addition to Ye Mo, Emperor Hao, the Golden Crow King of the Golden Crow Tribe, is not an easy character either. There are strange purple flames rising from his body like haze, with the divine sun above his head and mysterious dead branches under his feet. He is so fierce that he can fight one against three. Three Kunpeng Divine Sect monks pressed down and beat him!

The strange haze and fire had an astonishing heat. A single roll of it could burn through the mana shield, leaving the three monks of the Kunpeng Divine Sect in a panic, with their whole bodies scorched black and in a state of embarrassment.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, another small magical power-level defensive magic weapon was burned by the smoke and haze divine fire, and the spiritual energy was completely lost. The monk who lost the defensive magic weapon had no defensive magic weapon to resist, and was immediately swept by the tongue of fire. Even the Nascent Soul could not escape and turned into ashes directly.

"Evil beast, you are looking for death!"

The remaining two were furious. They were three against one, but one person died. Putting aside the relationship with the fallen man, this was also a slap in their faces. How could they bear it? Their offensive became more fierce.

The sharp pupils of Jinwu King Dihao were cold and extremely calm. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a ball of fire quickly emerged, rising against the wind, and turned into a furnace the size of a house. The clouds and mist in it were all purple smoke and haze!

"Huh!"

The Golden Crow King Di Hao flapped his wings, and a large area of ​​dazzling spell runes were imprinted on the furnace. In an instant, the smoke and fire in the furnace rushed up to the sky, as if it had spirits, rushing towards the two Kunpeng Divine Sect monks at lightning speed, and covered them over their heads. The speed was so fast that they could not dodge at all, and they were immediately put into the furnace.

"Bang!"

The furnace cover slammed shut, and purple smoke and haze spewed faintly from the gap. It was actually refining people alive!

The two Kunpeng Divine Sect monks who fell into the furnace were naturally unwilling. Deafening impact sounds spread in the furnace, but the furnace did not move at all, as stable as Mount Tai.

Seeing this, many Kunpeng Divine Sect monks changed their faces drastically. This Golden Crow King was too cruel. In a situation of one against three, he burned one alive, and then used magic tools to refine two more. He actually killed three Kunpeng Divine Sect genius monks!

The power of the Golden Crow King is so brutal!