To the north of Shenhuang Peak, eight hundred miles away, a wolfish figure shuttled through the thousands of woods. Blood stains dripped from the wounds on the ground, winding out a red track, pointing directly in the direction of Shenhuang Peak.
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After desperately escaping for thousands of miles, Feng Jueyu could no longer feel the existence of his legs. If it weren't for the thought of living that kept lingering in his mind, he would have wished to lie on the ground and have a good sleep, even if he slept to death...
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"Senior Wan, how far is it? I can't hold it anymore."
Feng Jueyu had never been so embarrassed. He overdrawn the source of his divine power, depleted the energy in dozens of elixirs, and seriously injured the snake demon by sacrificing his divine power. After this, Feng Jueyu could only feel his internal organs.
They were all being torn out, and the meridians were too seriously injured, so some of them were unable to perform their duties smoothly.
But the road ahead is long, and I don’t know how long it has passed, but I still can’t see the end.
"Senior Wan, where are you going to let me go?" Feng Jueyu endured the pain and asked while maintaining the last trace of sobriety.
"Go to the Yunzhang Tree. That's the territory of Shenhuang Peak. The only place you can go now is the territory of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan." Wan Xiaohong replied without thinking.
"Shenhuang Peak." Feng Jueyu was startled when he heard this. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. He rolled several times and couldn't get up.
"Get up quickly, we're still five hundred miles away, don't waste all your efforts." Wan Xiaohong said anxiously.
Feng Jueyu lay on the cold grass and replied feebly: "You can't go to Shenhuang Peak. The Golden-winged Dapeng clan is the subordinate of several monsters in the lower levels of the primitive world. I have a deep grudge against one of the monsters. If they find out,
, I’m really finished.”
Wan Xiaohong was also anxious and said: "It doesn't matter, just listen to me. Go to Shenhuang Peak and find the Golden-winged Dapeng King. I'll go tell them."
"You..." Feng Jueyu thought that you have been dead for ten thousand years. It is still uncertain whether the current Golden-winged Dapeng King recognizes you. How to tell?
Just as he was thinking of this, a scream not far away suddenly broke the tranquility in the woods. Before Feng Jueyu could react, he saw countless huge figures flying over the woods, leaving a shadow on the ground.
Not long after, several golden-winged rocs fell from the sky, and when they reached the treetops, they transformed into human forms and walked towards Feng Jueyu.
"Your Majesty, a suspicious human race has been found here." One of them, a young man who looked like he was under twenty years old, shouted from a distance.
Then, a team of nine people appeared at the other end of the woods. Feng Jueyu looked at it carefully and felt bad. He was afraid that he would be blocked here by the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.
The injuries were too serious, and Feng Jueyu had no strength to resist, so he simply lay on the ground and let others slaughter him...
At this time, a group of nine people came over and surrounded Feng Jueyu tightly. Among them, a strange man wearing a winged yellow robe walked up to Feng Jueyu, looked at him and said: "Human race?
King Huang Eyebrow not long ago ordered a search for a human race in the wilderness, could it be him?"
"The Yellow Eyebrow King?" Feng Jueyu's heart dropped even more when he heard this.
But at this moment, Wan Xiaohong said anxiously: "Tell him quickly that you are Jiuyu Luoque's friend. If he doesn't believe it, you can let him in."
When Feng Jueyu heard this, he knew that this might be his last chance of survival, so he asked: "Who is the Golden Winged Dapeng King?"
The strange man looked at Feng Jueyu with twinkling eyes and said, "I am Kong Ling."
Feng Jueyu didn't have much strength left, so he said bluntly: "I am Jiuyu Luoque's friend."
"Nine-Feathered Birds." It's okay not to mention it. As soon as Feng Jueyu said it, he was immediately picked up by the strange man: "Damn, Nine-Feathered Birds are also called by your first name. Who are you?
?”
"I am Jiuyu Luoque's friend. Jiuyu Luoque is not dead."
"What?" Kong Ling was extremely surprised. He looked at Feng Jueyu deeply for a long time and roared: "How dare you talk nonsense? Grandma has been dead for nearly ten thousand years. There is no more Jiuyu in the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.
Luo Que..."
Feng Jueyu couldn't help but light up after hearing this. It's so good, Wan Xiaohong is actually this guy's grandma, she is quite senior.
Fearing that he would faint without wasting time, Feng Jueyu hurriedly said: "If you don't believe me, you can follow me in, he is right here."
"What?"
Kong Ling no longer believed his ears, but Feng Jueyu happily opened the Hongyuan space. With his last bit of strength, he pointed at the vortex in the void and said, "Go in and take a look and you will know."
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid there is a scam." Many golden-winged rocs following Kong Ling saw this and stepped forward to dissuade him.
Kong Ling looked at Feng Jueyu. After thinking for a moment, a golden light suddenly shot out. It was a feather, filled with the aura of the supreme divine power. The feather landed on Feng Jueyu's head and floated for a moment. Then Kong Ling said
: "He was seriously injured. I believe he can't do anything else. You just stay here and watch me. I'll come back as soon as I can..."
Kong Ling is a very talented person and is bold, but in Feng Jueyu's opinion, he probably still believes in that feather, and he doesn't know what it is. Anyway, as long as Kong Ling goes in, it will be fine. As for how Wan Xiaohong persuades Kong Ling, he can only
As a bystander.
Jumping into the Hongyuan space and seeing the vastness of the Hongyuan space, Kong Ling was stunned for a moment. However, the famous Golden-winged Dapeng King did not open his mouth in surprise as he imagined. Instead, he quickly
After returning to normal, Kong Ling found Wan Xiaohong under Feng Jueyu's extremely depressed gaze.
"Nine-feathered bird? Grandma?"
The Nine-Feathered Bird is a variant of the Golden-winged Dapoc family. According to legend, the Golden-winged Dapoc and the Fengyue Divine Phoenix mated and gave birth to an egg, which mutated and was born, transforming into a nine-color bird.
Feng Jueyu naturally didn't know much about this ancient anecdote, but in general, the Nine-Feathered Bird was born a different species, with the unique temperament of the Golden-winged Dapeng and Fengyue Divine Phoenix, even though Wan Xiaohong only had spiritual consciousness at this time.
It has no body and is easily identifiable.
Kong Ling was really surprised this time, but Feng Jueyu couldn't understand it. He was not so surprised when he saw Hong Yuan's space. Seeing his grandmother was like seeing a ghost. Could it be that my master's Hong Yuan was so surprised?
Is the metaspace not as good as a peacock?
I felt a little unhappy. Actually, it was because Feng Jueyu saw these two people looking at each other in silence for a long time and felt anxious. By the way, my young master was seriously injured and could not survive for an hour and a half. You should say anything you have to say.
Seeing that the two of them didn't move at all, Feng Jueyu couldn't help coughing lightly and said: "Senior Wan, can you please tell me quickly?"
Wan Xiaohong seemed not to have heard anything. She looked at Kong Ling carefully with her thin phoenix eyes. After a long time, she said with great surprise: "Are you Xiaoling?"
"Grandma, I am Xiaoling."
The majestic golden-winged Dapeng king calls himself Xiaoling?
If you say this, the whole world will laugh out loud. At this time, the three Yun brothers hugged each other and laughed, but Wan Xiaohong and Kong Ling, who were involved, hugged each other and started crying.
In fact, Feng Jueyu is still envious of this scene. It is said that the monsters and beasts are so good and live for tens of thousands of years. For example, Wan Xiaohong has been dead for ten thousand years and still sees his great-grandson alive. I dare to love Wan Xiaohong when he is alive.
Kong Ling was already born, and this guy is much older than me... Forget it, there's no way to estimate the age of the monster, so let's just keep reading.
The longevity of monsters is not infinite, but it is extremely slow to cultivate due to geographical and physical reasons. Of course, some alien species with powerful physiques and ancient bloodline must be excluded, but Wan Xiaolian is not included in this category.
The two hugged each other and cried for a while. Kong Ling just knelt on the ground and gave Wan Xiaohong a few bites, saying: "Grandma, I heard my father said that you also slayed demons and died in a battle ten thousand years ago. I didn't expect it.
I can still see you, grandma, in my lifetime, and my grandson Kong Ling will kowtow to you."
Wan Xiaohong quickly stepped forward to help Kong Ling up and said: "Xiao Ling, grandma didn't expect to see the Jinpeng tribe again. You get up first, and let's talk about business first."
Finally talking about me, Feng Jueyu thought depressedly.
Wan Xiaohong pulled Kong Ling over and said: "Xiao Ling, this is the benefactor who saved grandma. He is now in trouble and needs to go to Shenhuang for temporary refuge. Send him to Shenhuang Peak quickly. What can you do?
, let’s talk about it when we go back.”
With Wan Xiaohong as a top ancestor, Kong Ling had nothing to say. He immediately left the Hongyuan space and went out to the outside world. He immediately ordered: "Come here, send Mr. Feng to Shenhuang Peak. Remember,
This matter is not allowed to be reported except to me and a few others, and it is against the clan rules."
Several golden-winged rocs had no doubt that they had it, and quickly accepted the order. Feng Jueyu breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Kong Ling came over, transformed into his own body, and said to Feng Jueyu: "Master, Kong Ling will take you personally.
go back."
His life was at stake, so Feng Jueyu couldn't care less about being polite. With the help of several people, he got on Kong Ling's back. Then he said to Kong Ling: "His Royal Highness King Dapeng, I have three friends who should be outside Shenhuang Peak."
Under the camphor tree, please pick them up. This matter must not be allowed to be known to the people at the lower levels of the ancient world. Even a little bit of news must not leak out, otherwise my life will be in danger."
Kong Ling was a very straightforward person, so he nodded immediately and said: "Don't worry, the Golden Winged Dapeng clan has always been very tight-lipped."
After saying that, Kong Ling stood up and took Feng Jueyu with him to climb the Shenhuang Peak in the wind.
In the air, before Feng Jueyu fainted, he finally saw the power of the golden-winged roc clan in Shenhuang Peak. Under the clear sky, he could see figures with outstretched wings everywhere in the sky. From above the woods where he was rescued,
From the beginning, all the way to a huge stone pillar peak that towers into the clouds in the distance, a distance of hundreds of miles is occupied by golden-winged rocs. All the golden-winged rocs are neatly lined up on both sides to clear the way for Kong Ling.
No matter whether the wind is strong or not, whether the sunlight is shining or not, they are all blocked out by these golden-winged rocs. They are far away, like a dark yellow cloud layer, dense and dense...
Sitting on Kong Ling's back, Feng Jueyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then fainted first due to his severe injuries.