The young man's expression changed and he looked at Feng Hao suspiciously.
What is this guy's background?
Feng Hao is so respectful, knowing that the other party is from the Imperial Butterfly Clan?
"stop."
The sound of young girls shouting came again from behind.
"Boy, which clan are you from? Didn't you hear that this young lady is a saint from the Imperial Butterfly clan?"
"Mr. Chen, this..." Feng Hao raised his head with a wry smile.
Chen Ling stopped and turned around slowly.
He looked at the young woman in palace clothes: "Emperor Butterfly Clan? Do you need me to discipline the noble saint for you?"
The young woman in palace clothes suddenly changed her color.
"What kind of brat are you coming from? You have such a big mouth." The young woman in palace attire changed her aura, and a breathtaking power filled the air, and she shouted coldly.
"Boy, you are so brave." The girl also said coldly with a cold face.
"The tone is not loud, not as arrogant as your Excellency." Chen Ling's fearless attitude made the young man from the Feng tribe who was about to speak suddenly shut his mouth.
"These few people who have come from afar are all distinguished guests of our clan, and they are not well received."
"However, our clan's grand ceremony is about to begin, so please calm down."
A kind voice came, and then a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air under the tower, looked at Chen Ling and the two girls from the Imperial Butterfly Clan and smiled kindly.
Holy King.
Seeing the powerful Saint King of the Feng Clan appear, the expression of the girl in palace attire of the Imperial Butterfly Clan changed slightly, and she said in a sinister tone: "The hospitality level of the nobles really needs to be improved."
"Also, such a person is also a noble guest of the Phoenix Clan? Humph."
Chen Ling's expression remained unchanged, but Feng Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, this Mr. Chen is..." "Shut up."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was coldly interrupted by the middle-aged man.
"Mr. Chen, I hope you'll forgive me for being rude." The next moment, the middle-aged man smiled at Chen Ling with a smile on his face.
"You two, please come with me." After saying that, the middle-aged man immediately turned around and looked at the two members of the Imperial Butterfly Clan, and said with a smile.
"I don't know where this guy came from, be careful." The Saint of the Imperial Butterfly Tribe glanced at Chen Ling with disdain, and then she and the young woman in palace attire followed the middle-aged man and prepared to leave.
The Holy King has already shown up, and it would be too much to continue making trouble.
The young woman in palace clothes sneered secretly, Phoenix tribe? Humph.
The Imperial Butterfly Clan was not inferior to the Feng Clan, and the two clans even secretly competed with each other. Adding some gambling to the Feng Clan made her feel very happy in her heart.
"stop."
Chen Ling's cold voice suddenly sounded.
The three of them stood together.
A flash of anger flashed in the middle-aged Feng clan's eyes.
Is this the junior family? You’re not very discerning, right?
"Imperial Butterfly Clan? Did you just say that I am not worthy of being a distinguished guest of the Phoenix Clan?" Chen Ling looked at the young woman in palace attire of the Imperial Butterfly Clan indifferently.
The young woman frowned and sneered: "Boy, are you impatient with life?"
"That's enough." The middle-aged man suddenly shouted coldly.
He glanced coldly at Chen Ling and the young woman in palace attire, and the aura of the Holy King was revealed: "Don't forget that this is the Phoenix Clan."
The cold light in the young woman's eyes faded, she took a deep look at Chen Ling, pulled the girl, and said nothing.
If you make a little fuss and go too far, you'll be in big trouble.
Chen Ling shook his head slightly.
Strength is respected.
Even if the Imperial Butterfly Clan makes rude remarks and deliberately makes trouble, the middle-aged Saint King is obviously partial to the other party. After all, he is a top ancient clan.
Immediately, thinking of the domineering words of the Heavenly Saint King in the clan, he grinned, with a cold light in his eyes.
"Today, please apologize to me, and I may consider sparing you two." Chen Ling pointed at the two girls of the Imperial Butterfly Clan and said.
Feng Hao swallowed and looked at Chen Ling with a burning look in his eyes.
Domineering.
"court death."
"act recklessly."
The girl and the young woman in palace clothes were furious.
"Little guy, don't cause trouble with your elders, let's go." The middle-aged Holy King said coldly.
roar!
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ling suddenly opened his mouth and roared.
The roar was thunderous, and an ancient domineering power suddenly filled the area.
Chen Ling's eyes were cold and cold, and his eyes were surging with gold.
"It seems that our clan has not been born for a long time and has really been treated as dirt."
The terrifying ancient aura, mixed with Chen Ling's fearless and domineering words, made the middle-aged Saint King and the Emperor Butterfly Clan slightly stunned.
roar!
Another roar.
The golden light is endless.
"Damn it." The middle-aged Holy King dodged and shot out, grabbing Chen Ling with his big hand.
To take action here would be to challenge the majesty of the Phoenix Clan.
boom!
The golden light exploded into pieces, and the giant sky-swallowing beast occupied the sky.
Seeing the middle-aged Saint King rushing toward him, Chen Ling opened his mouth and shouted coldly: "Chen Ling, the Holy Son of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan, has arrived, and there is no one from the Phoenix Clan to greet him?"
The cold drink spread like a storm in an instant, and the sound almost enveloped the entire ten thousand acres of manor.
Countless people were shocked and soared into the sky from the houses.
"What? The Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan?"
"The Holy Son of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan has arrived? Is it true or false? The Phoenix Clan can actually invite the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan?"
"Oh my God, it's really the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan."
…
The middle-aged Holy King suddenly froze in mid-air, staring blankly at the giant beast. The next moment, he was trembling all over and his eyes were filled with fear.
The young woman and girl in palace attire were even more blank at this moment.
The giant beast occupies the mid-air, and the heaven and earth are dead silent.
Only the eternal power lingers in the world.
"The distinguished guest is here, but I am not welcomed from afar. I still hope that His Highness the Holy Son will atone for his sins." A long roar suddenly swept through the air.
Before the whistle stopped, a young man in white appeared under the tower.
"King Yan."
Chen Ling's eyes flickered, and he recognized the person he had met once in the dark night: King Yan: "Senior King Yan, before I came here, the clan leader said that my clan had not been born for a long time, and he was afraid that he would be treated as a joke. Now it seems,
That’s really the case.”
King Yan's expression changed, and after scanning several people in the field, he already understood.
When he saw the Imperial Butterfly Clan, he couldn't guess it.
These ladies from the Imperial Butterfly Clan are all arrogant and domineering, especially in tit-for-tat confrontation with the Feng Clan.
He could imagine that Chen Ling would be furious if he could make the Holy Son of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan manifest his true form.
Oh shit.
Despite his state of mind, he couldn't help but want to curse at people at this moment.
He chose this moment to be arrogant and offend the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan.
Although he is the top holy king, Chen Ling is the holy son of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan, and his status is not lower than him.
"Mr. Chen, I'm really sorry. I will give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter." King Yan took a deep breath and suddenly turned to look at the middle-aged man and the two girls from the Imperial Butterfly Clan.
"Yan, Lord Yan, I, I..." The middle-aged Saint King trembled his lips and turned pale with fear.
"Kneel down." King Yan shouted coldly.
Plop!
The middle-aged Holy King knelt on the ground and bowed three times to Chen Ling.
hiss!
Above each of the houses, visitors from all walks of life all took a breath of cold air.
I still know the severity.
King Yan turned aside his middle age and glanced at the young woman in palace attire and the girl.
Plop! Plop!
The two women trembled and knelt on the ground: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry."
"Mr. Chen, I have no vision, please spare my life."
"Mr. Chen, no one dares to disobey me no matter what I do. I hope you will be kind to me."
The two women knelt on the ground and screamed in terror.
"It seems that this woman from the Imperial Butterfly Clan has provoked the Holy Son of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan and is looking for death."
"Even the Void Swallowing Sky Beast Clan dares to provoke them, and they are still the Holy Son."
"I've long heard that the women of the Imperial Butterfly Clan are all arrogant and arrogant. Hey, now they've hit the wall."