"Who is that demon boy!Listening to their conversation, he seems to know the Holy Lord of Shaking Light, and he is a person of the same era!"

"Ancestor, do you know his identity?" Ji Ziyue asked, pointing at the young man at the front of the demon clan's army.

"A junior. Wu Fang said lightly, "But you seem to call it the Peacock King." ”

"Junior Peacock...... What? He...... He is the Peacock King!" Ji Ziyue first muttered half a sentence, and after reacting, her mouth opened wide, and her beautiful eyes were full of shock.

Almost at the same time, the Terrans in the field also confirmed the identity of the latter through the conversation between the Holy Lord and the demon boy.

In an instant, there was a lot of noise.

"Such a young man who looks very weak is actually the Peacock King who once moved the Southern Regions!"

"Eight hundred years ago, he crisscrossed the Southern Regions, invincible, silent for many years, I thought he was seated, but I didn't expect him to be alive! ”

"It is rumored that when the Holy Lord of Shaking Light fought with him, neither of them could help anyone. Now that so many years have passed, I don't know what kind of realm they are in now!"

......

Everyone's stunned gaze was fixed on the demon clan boy's body, obviously knowing more or less about this demon clan's power.

Who is the Peacock King?

The power of the demon clan, eight hundred years ago, swept through the Eastern Wilderness and the Southern Regions, with countless brilliant achievements, and has not tasted a defeat since its debut.

"Conservative estimates, he should be more than 2,000 years old. Ji Ziyue muttered.

Hearing this, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a little surprise, if this is placed on the earth, it will be an old monster born in the Qin and Han dynasties.

It is precisely because of his youthful appearance that the people of the human race will show such a stunned look.

In their minds, the Peacock King must be as majestic as a mountain, and his momentum is unmatched. However, I didn't expect it to be a little vicissitudes, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, it looked like an ice peak snow lotus, like a pure land and a clear breeze.

Shout!

Suddenly, another sound of breaking the air sounded.

In an instant, there was another middle-aged man beside the Peacock King.

"Frog King!"

Hearing the majestic sound coming from the Ji family's chariot, everyone in the field only felt that their mouths were dry, and the demon clan actually had another terrifying existence!

Frog King, this is still the power of the demon clan that became famous before the Peacock King!

"The Bronze Immortal Hall is left by the immortals of my human race, what do you demon clans want to stay here?" The Holy Lord of Shaking Light snorted coldly, and a terrifying coercion poured out from the seven-colored chariot, sweeping towards the demon clan in the distance.

"Let's not talk about whether there are really immortals in this world, how can you be sure that this bronze immortal hall is the heritage of your human race and not the inheritance of my demon race?"

The Peacock King waved his hand, and after cutting off the momentum from the Shaking Light Holy Lord, his mouth suddenly turned and said in a deep voice: "Even if the Bronze Immortal Hall is really a thing of the human race? Yesterday, the tomb of the Great Emperor of my Demon Clan was born, aren't you humans also involved?"

"Hongjun Lao Dao robbed the heart of my demon emperor, where are the others now!" After the Peacock King, the Qingjiao King shouted angrily, and the roar was like rolling thunder, deafening.

"The origin of this Hongjun old Tao is mysterious, and we are also tracking down his whereabouts, after all, the treasures of Zhongzhou and the Taoist scriptures have fallen into his hands. "The ethereal voice of the Holy Lord of Yaochi floated through this space.

"Ancestor, are they looking for you, do you want to go out and show your face, the overlord aura will shock the Quartet?" Duan De looked at Wu Fang with a flattering expression.

"The Bronze Immortal Hall has not yet been born, don't worry. Wu Fang glanced at Duan De and smiled indifferently.

"The Bronze Immortal Hall is in the world, how can we be involved in it. Huo Ran, a thunderous sound burst out, shaking the sky.

A group of seventy or eighty people swept from the north, all of them sat on brute beasts, and the roar of the beasts spread for dozens of miles, and the murderous aura was soaring.

This is a group of powerful knights, covered in blood, and they don't need to think about it to know that they have killed people like numbness, gathered unimaginable killing intent, and there is blood and light around them. Seventy or eighty brute beasts roared, their iron hooves shattering the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they occupied a void.

The leader of this group was a middle-aged man in gray, sitting on a ridged beast, surrounded by iron clothes, very powerful.

Holding three flags in his hands, the hunting sound, as if it could shatter the heavens and the earth, each pole was as red as blood, and the anger was soaring to the sky, as if he had drunk the blood of endless creatures.

Boom, boom, boom!

When it stabilized its body, three blood-colored flags were thrown to the ground below, and the flagpole entered the ground, like a pillar supporting the sky, and the momentum was like a mountain. The flag shook, sonorously, and blood rushed to the sky.

"Who are they? The momentum doesn't seem to be weaker than that of the major holy lands and desolate ancient families!" everyone's eyes fixed on the leader of the man, and they said in astonishment.

"Master of the Jiang family, he is a member of your Jiang family, don't you say a few words?" The slightly playful voice of the Shaking Light Holy Lord sounded from the sky.

However, no one spoke in the direction where the Jiang family's chariot was located, only a faint sigh.

"Since my eldest brother Jiang Zhe left the Jiang family, I have completely separated from this family, don't mention this matter to me again!" The middle-aged man who was sitting on the Fox Beast glanced at the direction where the Jiang family was, and then his gaze fell to the location of the Shaking Light Holy Lord, the iron coat flashed with cold light, and the three blood-colored banners burst out with a terrifying fluctuation like an ocean.

The next moment, his right hand beckoned back a large banner and threw it towards the direction where the Shaking Light Holy Lord was, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Jiang Yi, I haven't seen you for many years, you are still so irritable. The Shaking Light Holy Lord heard a sarcastic voice, and then a treasure pestle swept out of the chariot, blooming with divine light, and greeted the blood-colored banner.

Bang!

The two collided, and the void suddenly exploded, rippling layer by layer.

"Jiang Yi, such a familiar name. ”

"The ninth great Kou in the Northern Regions, Jiang Yi!"

After confirming the identity of the middle-aged man, everyone in the human race showed a look of consternation.

"Jiang Zhe, Jiang Yi?"

Ye Fan repeated these two names in his mouth, and after a while, his face showed surprise and said: "Master, is this ninth great uncle the uncle of Uncle Jiang and the uncle of Xiao Tingting!"

"There's a relationship. ”

Wu Fang nodded lightly, and looked into the distance again, where another long rainbow crossed by.

"Brother Jiang, before I arrived, you were already fighting. Is your past being mentioned again?" A burst of laughter came from far and near, and in an instant, a strong man in a black robe with a full beard appeared beside Jiang Yi.

I saw that the black-robed strong man was holding a clay pot in his hand, which was gray and not slippery, as if it had been pulled out of a mound of earth, and it was old.

However, if you look closely, this clay pot is not ordinary, the mouth of the jar is like a black hole, it seems to have a powerful devouring power, and the surrounding sky is distorted by it, as if it can be contained.

"He's the seventh great Kou in the Northern Regions, Tu Tian!" one of the monks in the room screamed.

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