"Not qualified?" The sorcerer's entire eyes were covered with a shadow, and he gently put the boy on the ground, and slowly stood up, his gaze falling on the dark Zhengtai with extreme coldness.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, he heard a low dragon groan from all sides.

The people of the demon clan were drenching in cold sweat, and the sound of the dragon's groan, it sounded like there were hundreds of demon dragons lurking around them, and as long as the magician gave an order, those demon dragons would all pour out of the nest and flood the land.

"Hmph." The darkness is too cold to snort, he has only been injured by one person in his life, and the indelible mark on his left eye can still make him remember the person who was of the same clan as him in ancient times.

The rest of the people, he never paid attention to, even if it was the scorching palace back then.

The long-bladed razor in his hand waved, and without hesitation, he slashed directly towards the sorcerer.

"Roar--" In an instant, several black dragons covered in demonic energy roared from all directions, enveloping the magician entirely, and the demon dragon roared and attacked directly towards the dark Zhengtai.

"Hmph." The darkness snorted coldly, his blue eyes were full of cold and ruthless colors, he roared angrily, and behind him, a pair of black wings with a length of two meters suddenly came out, bringing up the supreme terrifying ancient coercion, shattering those demon dragons one after another.

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The Heavenly Wolf Clan, who was taking Xiao Hei to eat meat in the Wangcheng Forest, suddenly, he only felt a fierce pain in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of the Zhongzhou Continent.

Was it his delusion just now?

How could he, feel the breath of a phoenix?

Feng Yin--- it should be, he died in ancient times a long time ago, what happened to the breath that flashed just now?

"Fei?" The little sea dragon sitting on his head also seemed to feel something, tilting his little head and looking at the direction of the Zhongzhou Continent.

"Do you feel it too?" Huoyunhuang grabbed it from his head, held it in the palm of his hand, and asked very seriously.

"Feifei--" The little sea dragon shook his head, and then nodded fiercely, they are the Bitter Sea Ying Dragon clan, which is a race with ancient true dragons flowing in their bodies, and they have a magical sense of the ancient divine beasts.

Just now, from the Zhongzhou Continent, there was indeed an extremely faint trace of ancient aura, but it didn't look like an ancient divine beast, and it was completely confused.

Huoyun Huang's delicate Zhengtai face condensed in an instant, and the memory, in an instant, returned to the ancient period, a battle between him and Feng Yin lasted for seven days and seven nights, and in the end, it was Feng Yin who was defeated in his hands.

He hadn't seen Phoenix's Groans since, and perhaps after that battle, Phoenix's Groans were dead?

He also had a little bit of sadness, but this sadness has long been worn out in the endless years.

Today, on the Zhongzhou Continent, a sudden familiar feeling made his whole person petrify in the forest for a long time.

He didn't even notice a large python sneaking up on him.

"Wang!" In the air, there was a sudden smell of extreme blood, and when the big flower python was about to swallow the fire cloud phoenix into its belly, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the depths of the forest, and the little black bit the seven inches of the big flower python with a single bite.

The bite was fierce, but he didn't let go at all, and a forest was suddenly splashed with blood.