Clarence Castle.

Han Feng stood tall in the hall and accepted the Feng Clan's audience with a smile on his face.

These are the most loyal chess pieces of Yan Jun's majesty, and they are also sharp blades to conquer Europe and the United States. They are calmer than the Muslims of Islam and more cruel than the average human warrior!

They basically do not appear in people's field of vision, because even if they exist in the human world, no one can know that these "people" who look just as handsome and beautiful as ordinary human beings are the inhuman species that were once murderous and hideous, abandoned by God and Satan at the same time! And their battles, their battlefields, are never in the world.

They are immortal and have powerful and magical abilities; They are the most perfect race of people with outstanding appearances; They are firm in their hearts and believe in the only god; They are humble and unobtrusive, and absolutely indisputable to the world.

They will be the future cosmic gods!

On the ground inside and outside the hall, there were countless Wind Clans half-kneeling, black and oppressive, but completely silent.

They are worshipping the great gods. Even if the jump of the heart core has become crazy due to excitement, these wind tribes are still calm like statues, waiting for the call of their master at any time.

"I know your difficulties, so I'm here."

The voice of God is always so elegant and kind, like a warm spring breeze, gently blowing into the heart of every wind clan.

"On the road to conquering the world, we will always encounter all kinds of difficulties, but it doesn't matter!" Han Feng didn't get up, just sat on the sofa so casually, and talked eloquently in front of thousands of Feng clans.

But in the eyes of Li Qiuhan next to him, he was really like a generation of emperors, sitting calmly and steadily on the pure gold dragon chair, scolding Fang Xuan to the whole world!

Zhao Feifei did not sit down, but walked among the wind tribes, as if the master was patrolling his garden, natural and casual. Everywhere they went, the Wind Clan bowed their heads and bowed their chests.

This is the most beloved master of the Wind Clan other than the gods, even if he loses his heart core for her, he will never hesitate!

Tang Yue'er sat on the other side of Han Feng and didn't listen to what Han Feng said at all. Her gaze kept falling on the square outside the hall, where hundreds of hidden Wind Shadows, led by the patriarch Quest, were like the Wind Clan on the ground, half-kneeling in the air. But their eyes have been falling on Tang Yue'er, and the warmth and care in their eyes are beyond words.

This is a clan that only belongs to Tang Yue'er. Except for Han Feng, no one in the world knows about their existence anymore.

They are stronger and colder than the WindClan! But it will never appear in anyone's eyes - including the Wind Clan and Zhao Feifei.

Because they are the overseers, rescuers, or last destroyers of the Wind Clan!

They are the shadows of the Wind Clan, and they are also the most powerful non-human beings in Europe and the United States.

Now, like the WindClan, they are listening to their master's oracle:

"North America is already the world of the Wind Clan, and Europe will be the same!" Han Feng said lightly, but that unwavering will went straight into the heart of every Wind Clan and Wind Shadow, and it was indelible.

"The forces of light, represented by King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, are colluding with the creatures of darkness to jointly defend against the WindClan, which just shows that you are strong enough to make the whole world tremble!"

"Even if you encounter a little obstacle for the time being, how can you stop your firm footsteps in conquering Europe!"

"Even if Arthur and his knights had been protected by God, possessed great strength and weapons, so what! The predecessor of the Wind Clan was originally a race ruthlessly abandoned by God! It is only by your own efforts that you struggle to survive in the gap between heaven and hell, and that you have a chance to be reborn, and you can no longer ignore the threat of light and darkness, and from then on become an immortal god race above the human race...... You will be invincible! ”

The Wind Clan's response was extremely simple, but that short "roar" was like a thunderbolt in the night, opening the curtain of the storm.

"Any force that dares to stand in our way will be mercilessly slaughtered by the Wind Clan! If you don't want to become the new Wind Clan, you can only become history and dust! ”

"God and Satan have left this world, and from now on, the Wind Clan will be the most powerful force in this world—the only non-human being!"

"Now, let's start with the conquest of England!"

Both WindClan and Windshadow were so excited that they wanted to rush out and raze Westminster Abbey and Buckingham Palace to the ground to prove their prowess and loyalty to the gods!

Han Feng did not give the order to leave, but got up with a smile and pulled Li Qiuhan with his hand:

"This is my friend and my brother, and WindClan must respect him as much as I do! At the same time, he is also the main vanguard against Arthur tonight! I believe that after Arthur's sword of kings was cut off by Qiu Han, all the Knights of the Round Table could not be the opponent of the powerful Wind Clan! ”

"Conquer England tonight!"

…………

To be honest, Li Qiuhan still didn't know what powerful skills the group of Feng Clan in front of him was.

They may have good looks and great figures, but compared with the elite sergeants of the Tang Dynasty, they have a lot less iron and blood.

The only thing that made Li Qiuhan believe that these people were unusual was a faint trace of vitality fluctuations on their bodies—a kind of vitality fluctuations that were completely different from common sense, if they existed, they might be very strong, and sometimes they were nowhere to be found.

This is the purple vitality unique to Han Feng, and how can Li Qiuhan, who has been cultivating under Hongjun vitality, understand!

The Feng Clan is a subordinate of Han Feng, so naturally they must be branded with Han Feng, otherwise the crazy brother will be full of food and support to cultivate a group of unfamiliar white-eyed wolves?

But in the sky above the square, there was obviously no one, but there was a huge coercion that kept coming, and even Li Qiuhan and other cultivators were secretly frightened, not knowing how much power Han Feng had laid down in this world, and how many ambushes were hidden!

Such a character, if you can help me return to the Tang Dynasty......

Li Qiuhan shook his head.

Since Han Feng is so powerful in the world, how can he want to build the Tang Dynasty again? And with the painstaking observation during this time, the current world is very different from the time of the Tang Dynasty, even if you want to set up a Datang to come out, I am afraid that no one will respond......

"Little Lizi, this is my Wind Clan, how do you feel? Isn't it amazing? ”

Zhao Feifei is like a whirlwind, winding around and around, and his happy appearance is completely a child who loves to show off.

Li Qiuhan didn't know how to answer, so he heard Han Feng yelling:

"Target: Westminster Abbey! All the Wind Clan, let's go! ”

At the sound of the order, a colorful light burst out in the ancient castle in an instant, which was extremely dazzling in the night, and even brightened Li Qiuhan's heart.

PS: The first day of the Lunar New Year, the Year of the Goat is auspicious! Wishing you prosperity, red envelopes are brought!