The phoenix is the head of ten thousand birds, born noble, not to mention that Fengjin is one of the few cubs born in the Phoenix clan in the past 10,000 years, the purest bloodline, since he was a child, saying that a brocade clothes and jade food are wronged him.

Since he was a child, he has lived on the golden-leaved sycamore tree that is the largest, most lush and oldest in the Phoenix Clan, drinking the spiritual spring water that is 100,000 years old, eating sycamore rice and various top spiritual foods, wearing the shark yarn woven by the merman who has lived for more than 10,000 years, and occasionally wearing the top silkworm cloth woven by the silkworm girl. These food and clothing are only a small part of Fengjin's daily life, and there are many more, and it will only make people not believe it when they say it.

These are not only because Fengjin has pure blood and excellent talent, nor because he is the only son of the current Fenghuang, but more because in the unique race of phoenix, there have been no cubs born for a long time. The birth of Fengjin almost broke the embarrassing situation of the Phoenix clan having no successor.

Dragons are also very scarce in cubs, but dragons often intermarry with other races, so in recent years, cubs have also been born. It's just that the blood is not pure.

However, the Phoenix clan is very picky when choosing a partner, and they are extremely loyal to their partners, so it is rare for mixed-race children to be born. It is also because of this that the number of cubs is getting smaller and smaller, and in the end, almost to the point of being unsustainable.

Having said so much, in fact, it is proof that Fengjin has lived in the clouds since he was born, like a bird living under the protection of his parents, his feathers have not yet been plump, so he quietly poked out his head out of curiosity to see the prosperity of this world, but he didn't think that he would be stained with mud as soon as he landed.

Although it didn't make the little phoenix collapse, the mud on the soles of his feet made him feel uncomfortable. The current situation is that not only are the soles of his feet stained with mud, but there are also a group of strange-looking monsters behind him who challenge people's patience to chase after him, Feng Jin didn't go crazy on the spot and spit out a mouthful of phoenix real fire!

However, looking at the immortal life beside him, Feng Jin didn't know what was going on, so he felt a little aggrieved. So he did something that was incomprehensible to him. He stretched out a finger and gently hooked the sleeve of Changsheng's coat.

At this time, Feng Jin didn't know what to say when he looked at the female cultivator, so he could only look away in embarrassment, but the finger didn't let go.

Changsheng paused, ignoring the finger, and continued to move forward at this moment, leaving Du Xuanjin in his hand without stopping, cutting off everything in front of him that hindered his progress. But those films are really annoying, as if they are alive, constantly squeezing everyone's way forward. The current situation really responds to that sentence, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back.

Because Changsheng and others cleaned up the films that stood in the way, the demon beasts behind them caught up all the way unimpeded.

What to do?

Or do you want to gobble up the wolf?

Changsheng glanced at the Golden Bird and the others, who were getting more and more backward, and suddenly threw out a section of shark yarn backwards, this thing was still given to him by the Shark Emperor, and it was extremely flexible. At this time, he threw it out and wrapped up those disciples of Penglai Pavilion, and threw it up fiercely!

The golden finch and the others were suddenly wrapped, and they must have panicked at first, but they quickly understood the meaning of immortality, and tried to relax as much as possible, clinging tightly to the top of the cave, but they didn't dare to be next to those films.

At this time, Changsheng was still running ahead, but his speed was a little slower. Those demon beasts that were attracted by the incense of the beast had extremely strong attack power, but their minds were slightly unconscious, and they only knew that they were rushing forward with their heads bored, and seeing that the speed of immortality was getting slower and slower, they were quite happy in their hearts, and they rushed towards her excitedly.

It's just that at the moment before he was about to catch up, Changsheng jumped up suddenly, clinging to the depths of the cave, and those demon beasts passed by her, and slammed into the membrane in front of him, because there were too many demon beasts, so those who rushed in front of him at the first time broke through a few layers at once. But the further back they go, the more powerless those demon beasts become.

The demon beasts that rushed to the front had been crushed into pulp by the follow-up companions at this time. Although the warning was sent out in time, the castration was still unabated, but in a few moments, many demon beasts died.

Changsheng frowned, but didn't look away. Everyone is here to survive, there is nothing to be ashamed of, nothing is not to bear.

When the demon beasts that were running wildly behind realized something, Changsheng and the others had already drilled out of the trapped place and ran towards the distance in unison.

Everyone ran for a long distance, and no one caught up behind them, and they were secretly glad in their hearts, there should be no danger, right? It was really dangerous just now......

Just when everyone was a little relaxed, the membranes that had been relatively quiet all the time suddenly trembled, like a living thing, grabbing Feng Jin in the crowd and running!

The goldfinch's eyes suddenly opened to the fullest, and his exclamation was extremely sharp.

"Your Highness!"

But it was too late, Feng Jin had already disappeared, but when everyone found out that Changsheng was also gone, everyone's panic reached its peak. It's not that they're afraid of death, but if something happens to the future Phoenix Emperor of the Phoenix Clan and the new genius of Penglai Pavilion......

They wish that the person who had an accident was themselves!

"Whew-"

A clear phoenix roar suddenly appeared in the sky above the blue falling middle world, and those monks who were waiting for the opening of the Huangquan Ghost Realm couldn't help but raise their heads, and their eyes suddenly widened in horror!

What's the situation?

Could it be that they are dazzled? How did you see so many phoenixes? Because the phoenix clan doesn't like to travel, many monks think that the phoenix is just a legendary existence, and suddenly seeing so many golden phoenixes, everyone almost can't breathe.

And the Phoenix clan, who overlooked the earth from above, were anxiously looking for the traces of their hearts. The fiery phoenix at the head took a deep breath, discerning his son's taste in the complex smell of the blue world. Because of the traction of the bloodline, soon, he found the taste of Fengjin, it seems, it seems to be in a deep valley?

Well? Why is there a bunch of bald heads next to that? Could it be that they discovered Fengjin first?

The phoenix didn't have time to take care of this little bit of strangeness, and quickly flew towards the dark valley with his own people, how fast the phoenix was, but in a few breaths, it had already rushed to the edge of the dark valley, and slowly descended under the gaze of the Ming Wang's uncle, uncle and others.

The eyes couldn't help frowning, his real body was the Ming King Peacock, and he was born shorter than the phoenix. Unless he can break through Mingwang and advance to the Peacock Ming King, he will be a head lower than the other party in terms of momentum.

What's more, these phoenixes have been cultivating for an unknown number of thousands of years, and he has only lived for thousands of years, and he is not the opponent of the other party at all.

Emperor Feng glanced at the dark valley that exuded the smell of decay, and then at King Ming, but before he could speak, the kind of desperate coercion pressed those little monks to stand unsteadily.

(End of chapter)