Ji Fengtian frowned, now that things are developing towards the worst situation, Ji Fengtian doesn't know if there are other thoughts among these people, but the insects flying around them tell Ji Fengtian that their hearts don't seem to be as calm as they imagined.

The eyes narrowed slightly, and the fiery red bird that Ji Fengtian added was restless, like a ruby whose eyes exuded a burning aura, looking at the insects flying in the sky, a strong desire entered Ji Fengtian's heart.

looked at the little bird in surprise, this was the first time that the little bird conveyed the idea of his desire, and when he just entered the southern Xinjiang forest, the little bird's combat power and the oppressive force of the surrounding insects made Ji Fengtian's heart lively.

And the restlessness of the birds also made the surrounding insects unconsciously retreat.

This phenomenon made Zhongnanjiang's face a little ugly. The Zerg is the foundation of the southern Xinjiang, no matter who or what they fight with, the Zerg will show a heroic posture that is not afraid of death. Now, the little bird that suddenly appeared, just a low chirp, actually made these Zerg who were not afraid of death fearful.

"Who are you?" suddenly someone asked.

Ji Fengtian thought about it, there was no need to hide his identity when he came here, and with the ability of the Witch King, he should be able to guess that he would come to find Zhuge Qingming. As for these people in front of him, to be honest, if it weren't for the fear of causing dissatisfaction among the various tribes in southern Xinjiang, Ji Fengtian really wanted to pat his ass and leave.

"In the Forest of Demon Beasts, Ji Fengtian!" did not report that he was the descendant of the Blue Emperor, Ji Fengtian chose the Forest of Demon Beasts.

When the people in southern Xinjiang heard this name, they first looked at Ji Fengtian carefully, and then one of them spoke: "I don't know what your Excellency is doing here? Also, you said that these people on the ground were killed by 'chaotic' people, but what evidence is there!"

Ji Fengtian shook his head and said: "We have just entered southern Xinjiang, a friend of mine has something wrong, we paused for a while in the marginal area, and then we were entangled by 'chaotic' people, and then sent my friend away, we followed the place where we smelled blood, and just after checking the situation at the scene, you came." ”

Looking at Ji Fengtian, everyone's expressions were different, although they had not seen Ji Fengtian, but Ji Fengtian's image had already spread all over southern Xinjiang, and under the dark night, the blood-red word "Ji" made everyone remember it vividly.

"Is there any evidence!" asked a tribal cultivator.

Ji Fengtian thought about it, the thing that can prove his identity is the existence that cannot be copied without moving the Ming Wang Banner.

Looking at the cultivators in Southern Xinjiang, Ji Fengtian carefully raised his palm, and a black flag appeared in his hand, the banner automatically unfolded, and the blood-red word "Ji" on it flew in the wind as the flag swayed.

Everyone looked at Ji Fengtian, although they believed in Ji Fengtian's identity, but Ji Fengtian couldn't get rid of the death of the cultivator in this village.

"This kind of thing has happened in this village, and we have reported it to the above, and I believe that the Witch King will reply soon, but you cannot leave now. "A cultivator from Southern Xinjiang, wearing a dark red robe, holding a black iron cane in his hand, and a python head at the top, at the position of the python's mouth, Ji Fengtian noticed a faint aura, obviously a poisonous insect or snake raised by the old man.

Ji Fengtian nodded and said, "What the seniors said is that we will not leave until this matter is clarified to us." Of course, please also ask the seniors to inform the other tribes quickly, and if the "chaotic" people appear, attack the other tribes again, and prepare early. ”

The old man nodded, nodded at a middle-aged cultivator beside him, and motioned for him to do as Ji Fengtian instructed.

However, as soon as the news of this person spread, other news came back.

In other tribes, the slaughtered tribe was also found, and these people were in the same miserable situation as the tribe in front of them.

Then, the Old Man's Token glowed again, and new news came inside.

Glancing at Ji Fengtian strangely, the old man said: "The old man is the scorpion lazy of the Demon Scorpion Clan, and the Witch King has an order, let us take you to the royal city to accept the investigation of the royal city." ”

Ji Fengtian nodded, this is the best. His original purpose was to go to the royal city of the Wu clan, and wherever he went, he might be able to find Zhuge Qingming's whereabouts.

Nodding, Ji Fengtian said: "There are old-timers!"

Although the Witch King wanted to interrogate Ji Fengtian, but now Ji Fengtian could only find a way to go to the royal city, if they relied on their own strength, it would take a lot of strength to go to the royal city.

The old man turned around, nodded to the cultivators around him, and then led Ji Fengtian towards the depths of the jungle.

Along the way, the old man didn't have any words, even if Ji Fengtian was the commander of this human realm, the old man didn't care too much.

It's just that sometimes, things are not as simple as Ji Fengtian imagined.

Not long after everyone hit the road, a violent wind suddenly blew, Ji Fengtian secretly screamed in his heart, grabbed Di Tian, and quickly retreated.

"Bang!"

There was a crashing sound, and a black shadow broke into the crowd, wantonly slaughtering the surrounding cultivators, and that person, with a rickety body, acted against the movement of the human body.

Every time you make a move, you take away one or more lives. Knowing that the Southern Xinjiang cultivator had fallen to the ground, this person turned his head, smiled at Ji Fengtian, and then disappeared.

Ji Fengtian's face was very ugly, the person in front of him was not the person who chased and killed him last time, but his emotional state, as well as the breath on his body, were completely from the same place as An Geng, and the looming big characters on his arm suddenly made Ji Fengtian's heart tremble.

This person is definitely a member of the chaos, and his position must be ranked in front of An Geng and that person. The battle that this person had just fought was very simple, just by relying on his arms, he tore a bloody path through the crowd.

Di Tian looked at the broken corpses on the ground and said, "What should we do now?"

"Find the old man's token!" Ji Fengtian quickly rushed up and searched for the scorpion lazy, however, the token used by the scorpion lazy before turned into pieces of fragments, and the patterns about the tribe in it also disappeared.