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The Sixth Lord's Mansion.

In a huge living room, hundreds of winged humans gathered here, looking at the images from the giant leaves, all of them were covered with frost, and the oppressive atmosphere was suffocating.

"Who is this tribe? Don't you know that this will bring disaster to our Yiren tribe?"

A handsome young man with black feathers and silver wings roared with uncontrollable anger.

"That's right, which branch of the tribe is so daring to assassinate the black bully and even attract the attention of the whole leader. Isn't this trying to harm us?"

Another stunning woman with pure white wings who were as holy as a fairy said angrily.

"That's right, our winged humans have only had a few days of peaceful life, and there are guys who don't have long eyes causing trouble for us!"

"Which branch is it? Hurry up and plead guilty, and accept the trouble you caused yourself, so don't get us involved."

"Hmph, I feel very happy. Anyone who can kill Hei Ba and still be alive and kicking to this day must be another arrogant person."

"What's the use of Tianjiao? It's not about being hunted down by bastards like Lanhu. No matter whether he can escape this catastrophe, our winged humans will be involved."

"Looking at those enemies occupying our territory all day long, and wantonly suppressing us, living in such aggrieved way, it's better to fight with them."

"Shut up, don't be brave for a while. What we have to do now is to keep a low profile and secretly improve our strength. When we are strong enough to compete with them, it is time for our Winged Human Race to regain its glory."

...

There was a commotion among the Winged Human Race, you all expressed your opinions one after another, and the whole hall became noisy like a vegetable market.

"Everyone be quiet, don't be impatient!"

Sitting in the main seat, a young man with silver wings, handsome as a god, frowned and let out a soft drink.

The entire room fell silent, and they all looked at the silver-winged man, showing his high prestige.

The Silver Wing Youth is the current lord of the Sixth Territory, and also Peng Tianyu, the current Patriarch of the Wing Human Clan.

Looking around with majestic eyes, seeing that everyone was looking at him, he pondered for a long time and said: "This time the matter is not as simple as imagined, according to the information I got, the sudden Yiman is called Ding Ning, I checked Genealogy, the name of the clansmen without any branches in our Yiren clan.

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"Second brother, do you mean that someone deliberately poured dirty water on our heads and wanted to find an excuse to attack us?"

The white-winged woman was smart, and she knew the meaning of the song when she heard the song. She spoke thoughtfully with a look of worry on her delicate face.

"That's right, I'm so skeptical, but I'm not sure yet. After all, when our Yiren tribe suffered the disaster of extermination, many tribes took advantage of the chaos and fled into the wilderness. After so many years of reproduction, a few geniuses were born. Not impossible."

The silver-winged youth said slowly.

"Even if you are a genius, you have to be able to grow up. Isn't he causing trouble for us like this?"

The black-feathered and silver-winged youth complained angrily.

"Okay, Tianfeng, this is the end of the matter, it's useless to complain, let's take a look first, let's talk about it, everyone says that Ding Ning is a winged human race, but after all, few people have seen his real appearance, even if someone wants to frame him, We must first prove that he is a member of our winged human race!"

The silver-winged youth rubbed his temples and said with a headache.

"What if he is really our clansman?"

The white-winged woman asked worriedly.

"If he is really our clansman, then even if we go all out to fight, we must protect him well. The ancestral motto of our Yiren clan is to never give up on any clansman."

Silver Wing Youth's eyes are like lightning

, exuding a monstrous silver glow, said firmly.

"Tianyu is right. Our Yi people have suffered a great disaster and our population is thin. We must never give up on any one of our people."

Just when everyone's face changed drastically, and some people opposed it while others agreed, an old woman's voice came from afar.

"Old Ancestor, why did you leave the customs?"

Peng Tianyu and Peng Tianjie, a white-winged woman, hurriedly stood up, went up to support the white-haired old-winged woman from left to right, and asked in a slightly coquettish tone.

"Old Ancestor, you are out of customs!"

"Hi, Patriarch!"

"Old Ancestor, why did you startle your old man?"

...

A group of winged people came forward to say hello one after another, their attitudes were extremely respectful. This is the only ancestor of the winged people who has survived since the catastrophe.

"Let me see how much trouble that little guy is going to make!"

The old Yiren had a kind face and said with a smile, he seemed not at all worried that Ding Ning might bring disaster to the Yiren.

"Old Ancestor, don't say that the kid is still not sure if he is a member of our tribe, even if he is, he is too ignorant? Don't you know that our Yiren tribe is in troubled times?"

Peng Tianfeng was young, relying on his patriarch's favor, he said angrily.

"Hmph! So what about troubled times? Back then, our winged human race was able to dominate the Ten Thousand Demon City and frighten all races for countless years. That's the prestige gained from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood."

The old wingman was not used to Peng Tianfeng, his eyes burst out with a icy cold light, which made Peng Tianfeng dare not look directly, and lowered his head in shame.

"I think you have been keeping a low profile for too long. You have long been used to compromise. You have forgotten the tradition of our winged race. We die for life and live for death. We don't experience the baptism of blood and fire, and we don't experience life and death. With the grind of death, our Winged Human Race will never be able to return to the top!"

The sonorous words of the old Yiren echoed in the room for a long time, making many people's faces hot, and they bowed their heads in shame.

Something called blood and courage gradually boiled and revived in their bodies. The Winged Human Race has no cowards. Instead of living in a meager way, it is better to fight vigorously. Even if you die in battle, you will die well.

A certain belief in Peng Tianyu's eyes gradually became firmer. After bowing to the old wingman, he said with firm eyes: "What the ancestor taught is that I am too introverted. Tomorrow, I will challenge the fifth The lord of the leader."

"Okay, okay, okay, the old lady doesn't have any other thoughts, she just wants to see our winged people regain their former glory in their lifetime, fight for glory, go at ease, with me, the winged people will still fall No."

The old winged man does not give way to a man, but exudes a terrifying power that destroys the world.

Although it was just a one-shot, all the Yiren disciples showed joy and said excitedly: "Old Ancestor, which step have you taken?"

The old wingman shook his head regretfully: "No, how difficult it is to take that step."

Just when everyone was a little dejected, the old Yiren said proudly: "Although I haven't taken that step, I have already touched the threshold. Even if I am not as good as the ancestor of Yihuang, no one in this Ten Thousand Monsters would dare to humiliate me." , I am not afraid even of King Cui."

Not waiting for the joy of the Yiren disciples, the old Yiren's eyes shone with hatred, and he said through gritted teeth: "Black Tiger King, White Bear King, Green Flood Dragon King, Bird King, I will settle the hatred with you sooner or later. , just wait."

"Blood enmity, I will finally settle with them."

"With the ancestor in charge, why should we be afraid of a battle?"

"Haha, our winged human race finally has a peak powerhouse in charge, so why should we be afraid?"

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

Everyone in the Wing Terrans was overjoyed, their blood boiled like chicken blood, and their fighting spirit soared into the sky. The leaders of the sixth collar were so shocked that they didn't know what happened.

The younger generation of the Yiren clan has always been invincible at the same level, and what they lack is the top combat power of the family, so they have been forbearing, kept a low profile, and dare not show too much talent, lest they be shot by the old immortals of the hostile families cut off.

But now, they no longer have any scruples. The ancestor's cultivation base has improved further, not to mention invincible in the world, but it is enough to make the old antiques of the hostile ethnic groups fearful and dare not kill them.

But things in the world are always good things come in pairs. When the children of the Yiren clan were excited, a handsome young man with golden wings left the customs, announcing that he had made a breakthrough in cultivation and officially stepped into the peak of the demon king. It was inferior, and the excitement and cheerful atmosphere on the scene reached its peak again.

The young man is Peng Tianyu's eldest brother, Peng Tianao, whose bloodline talent is even better than that of his second brother Peng Tianyu. He is the secret weapon of the Winged Human Clan. This time he made a high-profile exit to get back everything he lost.

"Okay, okay, Tianao's cultivation base has improved greatly, and I, the winged human race, have no worries!"

The old Yiren burst into tears of joy, and closed his mouth with joy.

Although her cultivation base has made great progress, the bold words she said before are also to encourage the children of the clan, but no matter how strong she is, after all, it is difficult for her to protect everyone. Peng Tianao's exit has indeed relieved her a lot of pressure .

"Don't say anything now, let's pay attention to that little guy named Ding Ning. If he is a child of my winged human race, he must not be allowed to be bullied!"

The ancestor of the Yiren had a big heart, and he made the final decision with full confidence.

Peng Tianao had just left the customs and didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly asked.

Peng Tianyu happily told him what happened. Although the news has not been confirmed yet, Peng Tianao heard that Ding Ning and his companions were able to retreat completely under the siege of more than a dozen demon kings, and even cut off the red glass demon king's arm. , suddenly laughed happily and said: "Okay, another peerless genius has appeared, and I am a winged human race!"

"My winged human race should be happy!"

"My winged human race should be happy!"

...

All the disciples of the Winged Race blushed with excitement and shouted loudly, as if they wanted to vent their grievances of being bullied for so many years.

How did they know that it was just an old donkey who was surrounded and killed by more than a dozen demon kings, and Ding Ning had already fled away.

The wrong information was also caused by Ronan's deliberate propaganda. As for the demon kings who besieged the old donkey, none of the dozen or so demon kings stayed behind. Face, of course, is tight-lipped.

"Second brother, I will personally go to the Ninth to take it away. If Ding Ning is really a child of my Yiren clan, I will definitely protect him. If it is not my Yiren clan, but was deliberately ordered by someone with a heart, I will kill him. Let's face it!"

Peng Tianao said domineeringly.

"Brother, take me with you, okay?"

Peng Tianjie took Peng Tianao's arm and said coquettishly.

"No, it's hard to say what dangers you will encounter at that time, you can practice at home!"

Peng Tianao categorically refused. This little girl was born mutated. Unlike the Yiren who were born with black wings, she is a pair of holy white wings. Their potential is huge, and even her is a treasure. Dangerously.

"Old Ancestor, you are the best old man. He has never left the sixth collar since he was born. He really wants to go out and see the world. Can you help me talk to my elder brother? Besides, he is also a big monster now. Baozhili!"

Peng Tianjie was on the verge of weeping, and she held her ancestor's arm and begged pitifully, she had always been afraid of this cold-faced elder brother, so she could only save the country with curves.

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