Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 488 Tianpeng Ancestor
Nanming Volcano, Phoenix Clan Territory, Tianpeng Ancestor's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice:
"Chi Ming, our friendship over the years is not as good as an order from the Divine Court?"

"I cannot go against the will of the Divine Court."

Opposite the ancestor of Tianpeng, the Phoenix clan's Chi Ming Daojun always had a smile on his face and responded calmly.

As an acquaintance of the Ancestor Tianpeng who has known him for many years, she knows him too well. She can only share the good times with him, but not the bad times.

"My Tianpeng clan just wants to share the authority to command all the birds in the world with your Feng clan. Are you unwilling to agree to even this?" The ancestor of Tianpeng said shamelessly.

"Besides, do you think your Phoenix Clan can be better than my Tianpeng Clan? What qualifications does the Phoenix Clan have to be above my Tianpeng Clan?"

"Just follow the order of the Divine Court," Chi Ming Daojun lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the unhappy look in his eyes, "If you are not convinced, you can go to Yun Hai Da Zun to see if he will revoke the appointment."

Whenever you are in doubt, just ask Lord Yunhai to come out.

"Great Master Yunhai? I will definitely go to the Divine Court to ask for advice someday, but not now."

The ancestor of Tianpeng had already seen that he was destined to return empty-handed this time, so he didn't plan to stay here and continue wasting his breath, but instead revealed his true form and flapped his wings and flew away.

"Chi Ming, you will regret this decision in the future!"

After leaving these cruel words, the Tianpeng ancestor flew out of the Phoenix clan’s territory in an instant.

"Regret? I am the best bird in the world."

Looking at the remaining breath trace of the ancestor of Tianpeng, Daojun Chi Ming shook his head in disdain.

She could easily guess what the Tianpeng Ancestor would do next. It would be nothing more than joining the Alliance of All Races to disgust her.

But why did he seem to be in such a hurry?

"He should be rushing to contact the Alliance of All Races." She thought about it and could only come to this conclusion.

It’s not that she didn’t think about stopping the Ancestor of Tianpeng, the problem is that he was too fast. Even if she had the means of space, it would be difficult to stop the Ancestor of Tianpeng.

"Let's contact the two Taoist friends at Xuanjun Temple first and ask them to prepare in advance."

Due to its geographical factors, Xuanjun Temple has become the front line of the Yunhai Divine Court's fight against the Alliance of All Races.

Nowadays, there are many eighth-level gods stationed nearby, so that they can provide support to Xuanjun Temple at any time.

Daojun Chi Ming originally wanted to remind the abbot of Xuanjun Temple to be careful of the revenge of Tianpeng Ancestor, but a fact came from the other side that made her silent.

"What? You said that Fellow Daoist Xuanjun has already taken action against the Tianpeng Clan?"

The Taoist master of the Phoenix clan blinked his eyes and finally understood why the ancestor of Tianpeng left in such a hurry.

It turned out that the house was robbed.

Outside Xuanjun Temple, Qingfeng stood at the door of the Taoist temple, holding the sword transformed from his own spiritual light in both hands, waiting idly.

His master Xuanjun once asked him to guard outside the temple, and if the ancestor of Tianpeng came to cause trouble, he would be the one to hold off for a while.

And from what Chi Ming Daojun said just now, he judged that the ancestor of Tianpeng had already left the Nanming volcano, and if nothing unexpected happened, he should arrive soon.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw a figure flying across the sky.

"Ancestor of Tianpeng?"

In a flash, the figure rushed towards him at unparalleled speed.

Qingfeng only had time to swing his sword before the golden figure slammed him into the wall.

"Xuan Jun, if you dare to exterminate my clan, I will destroy your Taoist temple!"

The golden figure flew into the air, staring unkindly at the figure embedded in the wall.

Although the Tianpeng tribe was nothing to him, Xuanjun's action made him lose face, which he could never accept. "Well, is there a possibility that I am not Xuanjun?" After Qingfeng fell out of the wall, his first reaction was not anything else, but that the quality of his wall was a little too good.

When he was hit by the Ancestor of Tianpeng, he felt that his body was about to fall apart, but the wall was still standing, worthy of being a Taoist temple blessed by the Book of the Earth.

"Impossible, I have seen Xuan Jun, and his aura and principles are clearly the same as yours." Tianpeng ancestor flatly denied.

Appearance can be changed, but aura and principles cannot be concealed from the perception of an eighth-level person.

The ancestor of Tianpeng had no doubt about his perception, just as he believed that Xuanjun was not his opponent.

"Well, since you don't believe it, there's nothing I can do." Qingfeng sighed, suddenly raised his hand and slashed out with a sword.

This sword was far more powerful than the one he had hastily swung out before. Even the ancestor of Tianpeng did not dare to face its edge directly. He could only dodge hastily and caught a glimpse of one of his golden feathers being cut off by the sword light.

"The seven principles are combined into one, and you still say you are not Xuanjun?"

Faced with the questioning of Tianpeng ancestor, Qingfeng was speechless.

He has already begun to master the Seven Secret Books of the Earth Book, which is why he has a similar aura and principles to his master.

Although the two are not the same type after all, they are enough to confuse most eighth-level people.

When Tianpeng Ancestor saw that he was silent, he thought he was right and mocked him even more unscrupulously: "So Xuanjun is only at this level? It seems that there is really no one left in the Divine Court."

As he spoke, he once again transformed into a beam of golden light and charged straight towards Qing Feng.

The golden light broke through layers of spatial barriers and collided with Qingfeng's sword.

As expected, the sword light shattered, but the golden light only dimmed slightly.

"Master, save me!"

At this moment, Qingfeng shouted this sentence without hesitation.

The thick earth elemental energy suddenly emerged, forming a barrier that covered the entire Taoist temple, just enough to cover Qingfeng.

The golden light hit the Di Yuan Zhengang head-on, but only caused it to shake slightly.

Suddenly, the golden light went out, revealing the figure of the ancestor of Tianpeng.

He quickly distanced himself from the barrier and looked vigilantly at the unusually hard object that suddenly appeared.

Just now, the moment he hit it, he actually felt the pain of the recoil.

You know, he is the most stubborn among the eight levels of the prehistoric world, in every sense. He never expected that there would be something in this world that could make him feel pain.

"What an iron head! I never thought there would be such an iron head in this world that could shake my Earth Yuan Zhengang Formation."

A voice came from behind the door. Tianpeng's ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the wide open door. He saw a young man walking out of the Taoist temple.

"and who are you?"

"Weren't you looking for me just now?" Xuan Jun held the Book of the Earth in his hand and said calmly, "I am standing in front of you now. How do you want to destroy my Taoist temple?"

Tianpeng Ancestor took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with ferocity, "So you are the Xuanjun, I was wondering why that kid's strength was not right just now."

"In that case, then you should..."

"You talk too much." Xuanjun took a step forward and suddenly appeared above the head of the Tianpeng ancestor, smashing down heavily with the Book of Earth in his hand.

A corner of the Book of the Earth, as sharp as dirt and stone, hit the head of the Tianpeng Ancestor. In an instant, this first iron man in the prehistoric world saw stars and felt that the weight of the entire prehistoric continent was pressing on his head.

(End of this chapter)