readx;? In just a few months, the entire Jingtai Mountains have undergone tremendous changes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Endless Suzaku clansmen were lured into the Jingtai Mountains, and vast lands were reclaimed one after another.

In addition, countless Feng tribes living in the Jingtai Mountains set off a vigorous fundraising activity.

Now, Fengshan has been deposed, and the suppression of Heiya has been reported, and countless Feng people are competing to applaud, which shows how Fengshan behaves on weekdays.

As for Panfeng's succession to the patriarch of the Qingluan clan, the huge Qingluan clan could hardly hear the opposition.

Of course, there is a reason for the phoenix dance, but the more important thing is the wind itself.

First, Fengshan can be said to have been cleaned up by Fengwu and Panfeng together, and the clansmen of the Qingluan clan naturally have a good impression of Panfeng. Second, what is the identity of Panfeng? Descendant of Pangu, congenital god.

How many innate gods are there in the entire flood wilderness? The number of innate gods in the whole flood wilderness is no more than three thousand, which seems to be quite a lot, but the flood is so big, even the number of the smallest ethnic group is more than 10 billion, and the three thousand innate gods are scattered, which is almost the same as zero, and countless beings may not be able to meet a single innate god in their lifetime.

In the midst of the wilderness, the weak eat the strong, and you can get a legendary innate god to be the patriarch of your own race, and protect your own race, do you have any opinions? I'm afraid that I will be torn to pieces by my own people before I put it forward.

It is extremely smooth to take over the Qingluan clan with Panfeng, and the laws and regulations are also carried out in an orderly manner.

Half a year later, Feng Wu finally proposed to leave. After all, as the head of a clan, he dominates the entire Feng clan, and like the Qingluan clan, pulling out the entire flood is a top clan, and it is just a branch of the Feng clan.

There have been countless respects in the ancestral land, but Feng Wu, who has exposed his whereabouts, is not good to shirk again, and when he sees that Panfeng has become familiar with all kinds of things of the Qingluan clan, he is finally about to leave.

Mengyou River, the largest river in the Jingtai Mountains, stretches for 100,000 miles, and there is no end in sight.

Panfeng and Feng Wu stood side by side on the bank of the Mengyou River, silently speechless to each other.

Until the sun star sank in the west and the Taiyin star rose, Feng Wu smiled at Pan Feng, "Fellow Daoist, we are not parting from life and death, I am just returning to the ancestral land, why do you need to do this, just send it here!"

Pan Feng looked at Feng Wu, who had a beautiful face in the moonlight, and suddenly felt that Feng Wu was so sad, even though she was a peerless beauty, she was born with a god, but Feng Wu had done what she wanted to do once upon a time?

Pan Feng suddenly had an impulse, took Feng Wu to leave this place, find a quiet place overseas, no longer pay attention to the disputes of the flood, and live in seclusion.

But as soon as this thought was remembered, it was shattered, Feng Wu was not herself, she was the only innate god of the Feng clan, and she was the mother who created the Feng clan, how could she leave the entire Feng clan behind?

Pan Feng stared at Feng Wu and suddenly hugged Feng Wu into his arms.

Feng Wu was shocked, as Feng Zu, once upon a time he had such intimate contact with men, and he just wanted to struggle, but found that Panfeng hugged him so hard that he couldn't break free for a while.

For a long time, Feng Wu no longer resisted, and let Panfeng hold him.

Pan Feng sniffed Feng Wu's hair, and said affectionately, "You are at ease in the ancestral land, and I will manage the Qingluan clan for you." When the flood is calm, I will go to the ancestral land to find you!"

Feng Wu's cheeks were slightly red, and she couldn't stand this atmosphere anymore, the fiery red flames bloomed, broke free from the wind, and disappeared into a beautiful and extraordinary colorful divine bird, leaving only a sentence in the air, "I am waiting for you in the ancestral land!"

Pan Feng chuckled and looked in the direction of Feng Wu's departure, as if he could see through the endless void and see Feng Wu leave in a hurry.

After a long time, the stars were already all over the starry sky, and Panfeng finally withdrew his gaze and returned to the Qingluan clan.

The next day, Panfeng summoned all the clansmen above the great god level of the Qingluan clan to prepare to inspect the warriors of the various tribes recruited.

On the plain, Pan Feng took tens of thousands of god-level Qingluan clan masters to look at the Qingluan clan warriors who covered the sky and the sun in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little satisfied in his heart.

A great god beside him said, "Patriarch Qiyu, a total of more than 860 billion warriors have been recruited this time, except for the 60 billion Vermilion Bird clan, the remaining 800 billion are all Qingluan clans, including 90,000 great god-level masters, 13 million ancient god-level masters, 1.50 billion small god-level masters, countless warriors who have not reached the god level, and Li Min of the Feng clan with low divine power. There was some pride in the words of the great god.

It's no wonder, not to mention anything else, just by recruiting Yong this time, it can already be compared to some medium-sized ethnic groups in the flood wilderness, and this is only Panfeng recruited from the Jingtai Mountains in half a year.

But the Jingtai Mountains are just a relatively important stronghold of the Qingluan clan, in the entire Feng clan's territory, the Qingluan clan still has countless tribes scattered, you can imagine how terrifying the strength of the Qingluan clan is.

The wind leaped into the sky in one step, and the entire divine body became extremely large, with a monstrous momentum and a magnificent voice, as if the emperor of heaven had come to the world.

"Now that all the clans are in turmoil, they dare to invade the territory of the Feng clan and violate our majesty, what should we do?"

Countless warriors of the Qingluan clan suddenly screamed when they heard this, and their voices were noisy. One of the great god-level masters spoke up, "Patriarch, it's not that we don't care, but the ancestral land has a fate, so we can't easily clash with all races. Please lead the patriarch to lead us into the Ten Thousand Clans, and use the blood of the creatures of the Ten Thousand Clans to revive the divine power of the Feng Clan!"

"Revive the Divine Might! Revive the Divine Might...... 100 billion warriors shouted in unison, announcing the anger in their hearts to the wind, especially the 60 billion Vermilion Bird clan who had lost their territory was even more hoarse, eager to kill the Wan Clan immediately.

Pan Feng pressed his hands weakly, and said in a deep voice, "In the past, I didn't let you fight with the ten thousand races, because the ten thousand races are not what they used to be, and there are innate gods in charge. Now I am the patriarch of the other tribes, how can I be rampant with all the tribes. ”

"Please give the patriarch an order, what the blade points to, we will definitely move forward!"

Pan Feng suddenly shouted, "Okay! The Blood You Clan, the weak Clan, dare to offend the Wufeng Clan and occupy the territory of the Vermilion Bird Clan." I want to choose a day to go out to fight, and let the Honghuang tribe take a good look at the power of my Feng clan. ”

"Anyone who kills the enemy on the battlefield and makes meritorious contributions, regardless of strength, can be carried forward, and those who escape from the battle can be killed!"

Countless warriors roared in unison.

From this day on, the Feng Clan, one of the three clans, is about to show its sharp fangs to all the clans, telling the entire flood that the power of the Feng clan is not humiliating!