Fire Kirin

Chapter 137: Crisis is coming, urgent

Just when Xuan Su came to Zhongzhou to cause trouble.

Donghuang.

Among the ancient tribes, there was a tribe called the Fallen Feather Tribe. Five kings led hundreds of Fallen Feather tribe members to attack Yunzezhou, the Demon Court of the Northern Territory, in a mighty force.

There are five kings of the Fallen Feather Clan, and behind them are a group of Fallen Feather Clan members whose lowest cultivation level is a famous dragon transformation master. All of them are covered with scales and have wings on their backs.

“This is a really great place!”

An ancient king looked down at the endless rivers, primeval forests, and the swamps and lakes that were connected, among which were hidden many dragons, snakes, pythons, crocodiles and giant fish.

"Compared to the barren lands of the Northern Territory, Yunzezhou is indeed a rich land. It is hundreds of thousands of miles in radius and ranks among the top 50 in the entire Northern Territory."

A king of an ancient tribe spoke slowly with a scorching gaze, "Here there was nothing but trees and water, with towering mountains, huge waterfalls falling on the mountains, and huge rivers rushing and surging."

"But, if we really want to attack the Demon Court, I heard they have imperial soldiers?"

A king spoke slowly with a serious brow, he was obviously not that optimistic.

"It doesn't matter. The two ancestral kings of our clan went to Zhongzhou in person just to kill Kunpeng Xuansu. Once Kunpeng Xuansu dies, the Eastern Wasteland Demon Court will not be able to achieve anything."

The aura fluctuations of the leading king were the most powerful, he was like a great king.

"That's good. The bloodline of Kunpeng, born from the bathing of the Demon God Flower, possesses the Yin-Yang Furnace of Heaven and Earth made of Phoenix Blood Red Gold and Dragon Pattern Black Gold. After all, it is too threatening."

That king is only at the third level of the immortal realm, and he is still wary of the Demon Court. Don't think that the ancient clans are all fools, judging the situation is a necessary skill for them.

As for the attack on the human race in the original novel, it was only because some ancient tribes did not recognize the situation clearly.

We traveled in Yunzezhou for half a day.

This ancient clan seems to have found the original secret realm of the Green Dragon King, which is now the headquarters of the Yunze base of the Northern Demon Court. The mountains here are majestic and the air is filled with water vapor.

"Found it, it's right here!"

The great king looked at the empty void in front of him, smiled calmly, then his divine power surged, and with a wave of his hand, the void shattered.

"what……"

Screams were heard at the entrance to the void, and dozens of monsters guarding the gate exploded into blood mist.

"kill!"

And this great king of the ancient clan looked at this scene, and looked at the secret realm that was smashed open by their punch, where a vast and boundless world could be vaguely seen.

Ancient vines, old trees, exotic flowers and plants are everywhere.

Five kings rushed in with hundreds of powerful Fallen Feather Clan warriors, watching this scene with burning eyes.

"This place belongs to my Fallen Feather Clan."

The three pairs of wings behind the great king of the Fallen Feather Clan flapped, and he laughed wildly. His powerful aura directly caused the demons not far away who sensed something rushing towards him to explode all over.

The smell of blood filled the air, making this ancient clan seem even more excited.

"Erlang, kill them all, leaving no one alive."

The three pairs of wings flapped, and the great king smelled the blood, his eyes flashing with endless murderous intent. He waved his big hand, and except for the four kings behind him, the rest of the strong men turned into a stream of light and rushed forward to kill.

……

In Zhongzhou, Zi Tiandu was already in the fairyland world, accompanied by two old men. They both had twelve pairs of wings, one's wings were as black as ink, and the other's wings were as white as snow.

"The two seniors have not found any trace of Kunpeng Xuansu, but not long ago, someone saw him subdue a golden crow."

The burly Zi Tiandu has a head full of purple hair like a waterfall and his body is full of blood. He has already reached the highest level of great power. In terms of realm, he is no weaker than other ancient princes.

"Just force him to take action."

The ancestor king with twelve pairs of inky black wings smiled coldly upon hearing this, with murderous aura monstrous. He must have slaughtered hundreds of millions of lives in the ancient times and gone through endless bloody baptisms of life and death.

"Just check where the demon court's troops are. Yan Ruyu is the demon queen. If we capture her and lure him out, it doesn't matter if she has the imperial weapon. Even if a supreme being has the imperial weapon, he is no match for a saint. The gap is too big."

The ancestor king, who possessed twelve pairs of snow-white wings, was like an angel king, with a deep and murderous tone.

"Okay, I will find them, but my clan is not suitable to take action. We still have to consider the face of the Holy Spirit Clan." Zi Tiandu nodded slowly. Being an extraordinary and heroic man, he was still very positive about getting rid of the Demon Court and destroying it.

The world of immortals.

In a certain area, a fierce battle broke out. Ji Haoyue was surrounded and attacked. He saw a vision. A bright moon rose from the sea. The blue sea was surging with waves.

He involved a monk and slapped him to death. In this area, in addition to the remaining monks, there were more than twenty monks surrounding him.

He seemed to have suffered serious injuries, was spitting blood, and his face was pale. Without the assistance of Ji Ziyue in the original novel, this brother-in-law was in an extremely dangerous situation.

"Ugh!"

"Save your life!"

Xuan Su hid in the void, watching this scene indifferently. Two flying swords flew out of the Yin-Yang furnace, rushed out of the void, and turned into two streams of light and flew up.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, two streams of light, at a speed invisible to the naked eye, quickly pierced through the foreheads of more than twenty monks, destroyed their souls, and then disappeared into the void.

next moment.

The heads of all the monks who besieged Ji Haoyue exploded and fell into the void, without even knowing how they died.

"not good!!!"

That's when.

It seemed that the token on Xuan Su's waist was glowing.

"Black Tiger Mountain, rescue quickly!"

Five big words were floating in the air; this was Yan Ruyu's distress signal.

"Brother, thank me well next time."

Xuan Su ignored Ji Haoyue's affairs and tore through the void to leave.

At this time, there was a huge mountain as black as ink. It was originally the dojo of an ancient divine tiger. However, as the black tiger was tamed by someone, this place became an ownerless land.

At this time, above the pitch-black mountain, a battle was taking place fiercely. Zi Tiandu, with his purple hair draped over his shoulders, confronted Yan Ruyu, who was holding the imperial weapon. He held the imperial weapon, the bright staff, and urged it with all his strength to restrain the green imperial weapon.

"Demon Queen, if your husband doesn't show up, I will have no choice but to capture you and then go find him."

Zi Tiandu sneered and looked at Yan Ruyu, his eyes flashing with endless cold and sharp murderous intent.

"The Demon Court and the God Valley signed an agreement that they would not attack our Demon Court within ten years. Why...you, the God Valley, want to break the agreement?"

Yan Ruyu was dressed in white as snow, like a snow lotus on an iceberg, isolated from the world, extremely beautiful, holding the Green Emperor's weapon with murderous intent.

“Haha, the seniors in Holy Spirit City won’t care about the competition between peers.”

Zi Tiandu laughed.

"Princess, why should you be afraid of him? I, Jin Xiao, am not afraid of a fight between my peers."

The Golden-winged Little Peng King sneered, holding the Great Wilderness Halberd in one hand. In his hand, he held the head of a famous dragon master, which was gushing out endless blood. It was found that the master had already transformed into a dragon nine times during his lifetime.

"is it?"

"You dead bird, you deserve to die even more."

Seeing this scene, Zi Tiandu's expression became even colder. The Golden-winged Little Peng King was covered in blood, like a peerless killing god. He held the head in his hand and threw it towards him.

But others were not so lucky.

The young king of the white elephant tribe was killed and his corpse turned into a hill. Kuzhu did not escape either and also died in the fight.

Behind Yan Ruyu, only Bai Feng, Jin Yu, the Golden-winged Little Peng King, the Little Crane King and so on were left.

A small golden crocodile was crawling on her shoulder. It had also entered the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. It opened its mouth wide and swallowed three monks from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

(End of this chapter)