Many members of the birds were attacked by the black hedgehog's spikes when they were diving from the air, becoming a delicious meal for members of the orcs.

Apart from this, the black hedgehog has almost no ability to show off, and even his temper is like those spikes. If you have any problems, you can easily explode the thorns.

More importantly, this guy is slow to react to other people's aura and often cannot feel the other person's strength at the first time. What is the difference between him and himself?

It's no wonder that with his own sharp weapon, he can't control other people's strength.

No matter how strong your cultivation is, the black hedgehog will shoot out a random arrow, and then it will be left to fate.

He only knew that the middle-aged man let go of the delicious birds that were about to reach his mouth. The black hedgehog felt unhappy and attacked him on the grounds that the other party disrespected Brother Hu.

But I never thought that the golden pangolin in front of me was definitely not something I could afford.

"It's okay, who is King Wu?" the middle-aged man asked casually.

"The King of the Beast is a senior of our Beast Clan. He has the strength of a high-level war emperor and is in charge of the members of the Beast Clan in this area..."

Jinmaohu quickly told the other party what he knew and diverted his attention to avoid the other party from thinking of the black hedgehog.

There are many beast groups in the Nanshan area, but none of them are recognized as the highest leader. Most of them fight on their own and do not have much interaction with each other.

Because of his super strength, Emperor Wu snatched the position of leader of the Jinmaohu, a group of beast tribes, and naturally became the strongest in this area.

What Jinmaohu didn't say explicitly is that if he could win over the middle-aged man, at least he would have some restraint on the emperor. In this way, his status would inevitably be improved.

Jinmaohu was not very hard at work when doing things under Emperor Wu. If it were not for the above mandatory regulations, he would have let his subordinates meddle in other people's business as little as possible.

Fighting with the birds used to happen only when both sides encountered each other. There are very few cases where members of the beast tribe set up traps and lure and kill members of the bird tribe.

However, after taking office, the monkey took office, without discussing with the young leaders such as Jinmaohu, he unilaterally decided to allocate the tasks of luring members of the birds.

It is not the first time or the last time like today. However, with the intervention of a middle-aged man, the lure and kill failed.

"The King of War has a feud with the birds?"

"have no idea."

"Where is the King of War?"

"A few days ago, I said I had something to do and went out, but I didn't say that I would come back one day..."

Jinmaohu suddenly remembered that he had just said that he would take the other party to see the King of War. He couldn't help but feel nervous and swallowed the unfinished words back.

Although the person in front of him looks good, he is also a high-level war emperor. He can kill himself in every move.

If he knew about it and said the wrong thing and neglected him, wouldn't it be a big trouble?

"Oh, do you often fight with the birds?"

Fortunately, the middle-aged man did not notice the change in Jinmaohu's expression and still looked calm.

"In fact, it is not common. There are few birds in this area within a radius of 800 miles. If we were not deliberately lured and killed, it would be difficult for us to make contributions."

This is the truth, Jinmaohu no longer dares to speak nonsense.

In order to make up for the previous mistakes, Jinmaohu took the initiative to introduce the situation in this area to the other party.

"How many subordinates do you have and how big is the territory?"

"About five thousand, within a thousand miles of nearby areas, basically my territory..."

Jinmaohu was originally the overlord of the side, but the beast was too strong and forced to incorporate him and his subordinates.

Although he was unwilling to obey, he had to accept the leadership of Emperor Wu because of his lack of strength.

"If the birds were not as chaotic as they are now, but were united, would you really be able to defeat the birds?"

The middle-aged man revealed a fearful aura in his gentleness, as if an elder was teaching his younger generations a lesson: "Once the birds are united and deal with you in turn, the result will inevitably be your destruction...

The grudges between the beasts and birds are not caused by your generation. You have no reason to become victims of ignorance, so in the absence of new enemies, don’t expand the conflict, so don’t destroy yourself.”

"Senior said... can the birds be unified? But I heard from Emperor Wu that the birds without the true blood of the phoenix will not be able to rise again, and the legendary phoenix bloodline is not owned by the authentic birds."

The middle-aged man's words shocked Jinmaohu very much. He didn't hear this at all about the future of the birds.

As rumors of Phoenix Bloodline and Phoenix True Blood are increasing, the members of the Beast Clan are increasingly worried.

According to the long-standing grievances between the beasts and birds, both sides are almost in power. As long as one side rises, the other side will naturally have a miserable ending.

Because of this, the senior officials of the beast tribe represented by the King of the King tried every means to take advantage of the great opportunity that the bird tribe had not yet been unified and killed the bird tribe on a large scale, thus cutting off the hope of the bird tribe's rise.

"The things about the bird race may not be the same as you imagined. I can tell you clearly that the King of Birds will definitely appear, having both the blood of the phoenix and the true blood of the phoenix.

When thousands of birds worship, the entire bird will be promoted in blood. If the beast tribe insists on doing it alone, there will be no second result except burying itself."

The middle-aged man said slowly, and his words showed great firmness, which made Jinmaohu and a group of subordinates feel cold sweat.

Regardless of whether the other party is saying true or false, this possibility really exists, but the members of the orcs are unwilling to accept it.

Thinking of this, Jinmaohu asked in a trembling voice: "Although seniors do not want to join the beast clan, they are not members of the bird clan. Could it be..."

"You haven't seen it before, so you've never heard of it. The golden pangolin that once appeared in the battle between humans and demons ten thousand years ago, right?"

The middle-aged man's figure changed, and a huge golden pangolin appeared in front of all the members of the orcs.

“You are…”

Jinmaohu's face changed drastically. Not only did he change his name, but he also immediately bent down and knelt down and said in fear: "I have met Lord Jin'er!"

There is a legend among the beast clan that in the battle of human demons ten thousand years ago, there was a member of the beast clan, who was the mount of the human hero, the Five Elements Emperor, named the Golden Pangolin.

There is no such variety as a golden pangolin in the world, but after the golden armor became the mount of the Five Elements Emperor, all the scales of the body turned golden yellow, and the golden "Emperor" condensed on the head, which is the obvious feature of the golden armor.

Some people also say that during the battle between humans and demons, the word "huang" on the golden armor became dim, and the prototype of the word "huang" was vaguely formed.

Perhaps, at that time, the golden armor had approached the level of the emperor's cultivation, but it had not yet officially made a breakthrough.

Unfortunately, the rumored golden armor was gone ten thousand years ago, and the descendants of the beast clan had no chance to see it.

However, the ancestors of the Beast clan attributed the golden pangolin to their own race and were proud of the heroes who once had golden armor.

The most direct benefit of the beast tribe is the pangolin tribe. Although it is not a golden pangolin at all, in order to gain the respect of the beast tribe, it has made some golden luster on its body.

The so-called golden pangolins have been known since then, and no one thinks they have any connection with golden armor.

Because the tops of these pangolins may be decorated in various colors, some even pretend to try to carve a royal character, but in the end they are fake and cannot be real. They will reveal the stuff after a little bit of swaying.

Jinmaohu had never seen the golden armor, but he remembered this legend in his heart. After the middle-aged man showed his original body, the word "王" on his head made him even more convinced that the person in front of him was definitely the pride of the beast tribe and the hero of the battle between humans and demons.

"Well, can you believe what I said?" The middle-aged man did not deny that he was the legendary golden armor.

It was not to attract worship from members of the orcs, but mainly because they came to the Nanshan area alone. They were not familiar with the place, so it was really not easy to do something.

The members of the Jinmaohu, the Beast Clan, are not very strong, so they naturally find it difficult to enter the Golden Armor's eye, and they are not even interested in treating them as cannon fodder.

However, since Jinmaohu can have a territory of thousands of miles and has about five thousand subordinates, he will always have some reputation in this area.

If you can guide and guide appropriately, it can bring a turning point to the already crisis-ridden birds in their local situation.

"What is Lord Jinjia's order? The little sword is dead and the sea of ​​fire." Jinmaohu lay on the ground and said confidently.

For the beast tribes in the Yuan Dynasty, Golden Armor is simply the biggest hero in their hearts. The ancestors strongly praised and passed down the deeds of Golden Armor from generation to generation, which made the younger generation almost regard Golden Armor as a god.

Of course, to say that, no one has seen Golden Armor before, so he regards this matter as a legend and does not expect it to be related to reality.

After confirming the identity of Jinjia, Jinmaohu was shocked, but even a group of members of the beast tribe, including the Black Hedgehog, were crawling on the ground and trembling all over.

No one has ever seen how brave the legendary golden armor is, but the golden armor in front of him is at least a high-level war emperor. Crushing and killing people like him is probably like killing ants.

In addition to being afraid of annoying Jinjia, everyone also had a lucky idea in their minds. If Jinjia took action to fight against the King of War, they might be able to return to their former state of freedom.

"There is no need to be a sea of ​​swords and fires, and there is no need to give me instructions. It's just a piece of advice."

With the golden armor's thought, all the members of the beast clan crawling on the ground were lifted up by a burst of energy.

There was another awe in everyone's eyes when they looked at Jin'er.

Accepting worship is the respect that heroes deserve, but Jinjia doesn't seem to care about these things, and there is not even a stubborn air.

"The world is so big that no one can monopolize it. Whether it is the beast tribe or the bird tribe, living together peacefully is better than anything else. Although I don't know who the King of War is, I hope you will tell me on your behalf and don't kill all the bird tribes."

I don’t know much about the grudges between the Golden Armor against the beasts and birds, but I just heard some of them when Yichen mentioned the Undead King.
Chapter completed!