Not only can he cast enchantments, but he can also control the weather, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain. He is so powerful that no one can match him!"

Xu Feng nodded, and Jin Xuxu noticed that he didn't change at all when he heard Shen Zhuan. His face was as calm as ever, and it felt like Xu Feng didn't care at all how strong Shen Zhuan was.

A stream of light came from the big tree house. He Fei grabbed it and said, "All the clan members are gathering in the forest, Xu Xu, Xu Feng, you come with me!"

He Fei's right hand flashed a light, and Xu Feng and Jin Xuxu were enveloped by the light. In an instant, they came to another place.

This is a forest like a big playground.

Xu Feng felt that every member of the Huaxia clan had a strength that was not inferior to that of the second-level warriors. These people had straight arms and bright eyes, as if they could fight at any time.

When the Huaxia clan split, He Fei and his clansmen fled to the Tiangong Temple. The next day, he asked the clansmen to remember where their home was. For the sake of their homeland, the Huaxia clan members here also worked hard, and everyone practiced hard.

The purpose is to return home one day.

He Fei stood at the front, with Xu Feng and Jin Xuxu following him as guests. He looked at the tribe and said, "I believe Qinglang has told you the truth. Yes, those people, hundreds of years later, will

They are coming back, and they don’t even want to let go of our habitat in the Tiangong Temple!”

"Chief, we are not afraid of them, we want to return to our own homeland!"

"That's right! We are not afraid of them. If they come, we will beat them back hard to let them know who is the orthodox Chinese tribe. They are just slaves of the blood demons!"

He Fei shouted.

"The patriarch is right, they want to fight back the slaves of those vampire demons!"

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"Clan leader, look!"

Green Wolf looked towards the sky.

In the distant sky, clouds of smoke slowly moved towards the forest. Zhang Yang said, "This is the vanguard of the Vampire Tribe. They can turn into smoke and kill people invisible!"

Many members of the Huaxia tribe were a little uneasy. They could feel the huge energy fluctuations mixed in the smoke.

"I'll crush him with my palm!"

Qing Lang stretched out his hands and struck out with two palms. However, what everyone didn't expect was that Qing Lang's palms were actually dissolved by the smoke, and it seemed that he couldn't cause any damage at all.

"It's useless, those smokes condensed together, it's like all the power is fused together. When these smokes are combined together, they must have a power no less than that of a saint!"

Zhang Yang shook his head.

"Holy steps?"

Qinglang was shocked. You must know that he has not even reached the strength of a third-level warrior. To him, the holy level is just a myth.

Uncle Zhang also said, "Clan leader, several elders are in retreat, and you are the only one in the clan who has the power of the holy level!"

Uncle Zhang's words also caused all the tribesmen in the forest to extinguish a lot of the flames that had just surged in the Dantian. After all, the enemy was too powerful.

Jin Xuxu whispered, "Xu Feng, aren't you a saint?"
Chapter completed!