The head of the Jinpeng clan was sitting in the chief position with his eyebrows frowned. He had lived for a long time, but now his expression rarely shows changes on his face.
Below are the four elders of the Jinpeng clan, all of whom are strong people at the peak of the Realm Lord Realm, with white hair and white beards, and their bodies exudes a strong and restrained aura.
"What do you think Zhuo Bufan wants to do? After killing Jinpeng Langjun and the Golden Winged Realm Emperor, he still stayed in my Jinpeng clan with a swagger and refused to leave." An elder frowned and pondered.
"Who knows what he wants to do, but he made my Jinpeng clan lose face. We can't kill him yet. It's so frustrating!"
"What's the point? Lord Zulong and Saint Xialing all came forward to save his life. If we touched him, the Jinpeng clan would probably destroy it."
Several people whispered, with some worries and anger between their eyebrows, but they were helpless with Zhuo Bufan.
"No matter what tricks this little slip-on wants to play, you four will keep a close eye on him. I want to see what he wants to do in my Jinpeng clan!" The head of Jinpeng clan's face darkened slightly, and a low voice was made in his throat.
The Jinpeng clan not only dared not take action against Zhuo Bufan, but had to arrange a small courtyard for him to rest. He originally thought that the farce had ended, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Bufan would not leave the Jinpeng clan, and he didn't know what tricks he wanted to play.
The courtyard is elegant. Zhuo Bufan sat alone in the courtyard, leisurely and leisurely. He either meditated or practiced every day, or drank tea and enjoyed flowers. His life was extremely leisurely, but the more he did this, the more he made the Jinpeng clan.
The four elders were a little uneasy and always felt that this was like a sign of a storm coming.
Some young children of the Jinpeng clan were ready to move. Zhuo Bufan killed Jinpeng Langjun and buried the Golden Winged Realm Emperor, undoubtedly slapped the Jinpeng clan in the face, and they didn't dare to fight back. This feeling was quite good
The frustration made the passionate young children in the clan resentment.
"call!"
Zhuo Bufan, who was practicing cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard, slowly opened his eyes and breathed a long breath from his mouth.
"The Wilderness Art can indeed be practiced, but now I haven't even touched the first level of entry. Although this technique is domineering, it is also very difficult..."
In the past few days, Zhuo Bufan stayed in the courtyard and did not go out. He was concentrating on the Waste Art. Because it incorporated the essence and blood of the wild beasts, he was qualified to practice the Waste Art.
The wasteland technique is divided into nine levels. The further each level goes, the difficulty of cultivation will increase exponentially. If you can practice to the ninth level and use the barren realm, you will directly turn a land into a barren land. That kind of power is real
It's a little scary.
"If there are some special treasures, you can speed up the cultivation of the Waste Art, such as vitality..."
Zhuo Bufan stretched out his index finger, and a light gray aura rose from his fingertips, like a flame burning and leaping on his fingertips. With a "swish", the light white flame shot into the lake.
The original green lake water suddenly dissipated and turned into a gray and desolate color. The lotus leaves growing in the lake also lost their vitality in an instant, turning gray and white into decay. The wind swept across the lake, and the lotus flowers
The lotus leaves all turn into powder and leave with the wind.
Zhuo Bufan moved the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram in his dantian. As he turned clockwise, a majestic breath of life surged out, and the lake water once again shone with green and clear colors, and the originally dry lotus leaves and aquatic plants suddenly returned to life.
"If you really go against me, you will die; if you follow me, you will prosper." A hint of joy flashed through Zhuo Bufan's eyes.
Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan suddenly raised his sword eyebrows.
Suddenly, dozens of wind breaking sounds suddenly appeared above the courtyard, and they were quickly rushing towards the courtyard.
Soon, this group of people fell into the courtyard, with a total of twelve people, all of whom had reached the level of the Realm King level or above. These people were all headed by a young man in front of him. The young man had a pretty face, slender eyes, and strength.
He just broke through the Realm Emperor Realm and was a little weak, and his strength was not as good as that of the Golden Wing Realm Emperor.
"Shadow Killing King." The young man smiled slightly and bowed politely, saying, "My name is Jin Fan, and I am the grandson of the fourth elder of the Jinpeng clan. I heard that Shadow Killing King is a guest in my Jinpeng clan. I have not had time to fulfill my friendship as a landlord.
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The four elders of the Jinpeng clan all lived for hundreds of thousands of years and died. The grandson that Jin Fan mentioned was just a junior of the fourth elders of countless generations, and they were directly related to each other.
Zhuo Bufan was slightly stunned. The guy in front of him was different from Jin Peng Langjun and the Golden Winged Realm Emperor. He did not have the impetuous arrogance of the two, but this guy was like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass and could pounce on him at any time.
Open your mouth and bite you hard, sending a fatal blow.
When dealing with such a person, Zhuo Bufan felt a little uncomfortable all over. The latter's gaze made him feel like a needle pricking his skin.
"The King of Jinfan Realm, I don't know what happened when I suddenly visited?" Zhuo Bufan asked.
"Although Shadow Killing King had some unpleasant things with my Jinpeng clan, everything has passed. My Jinpeng clan is not that kind of petty spirit. I heard that Shadow Killing King was a guest at the Jinpeng clan, so I brought some friends here with me.
Visit the Shadow Killing King." Jin Fan smiled slightly, making the smile as if it were the spring breeze. If it were Su Yingxue, who was not very experienced in the world, he would probably believe his kindness completely.
But Zhuo Bufan was a human being in his two lives and experienced many things that ordinary people could not imagine. Under his youthful appearance, he actually had the heart of an old fox.
Zhuo Bufan nodded, but wanted to see what tricks Jin Fan was going to play with him.
Jin Fan said: "Shadow Killing King, you come to visit my Jinpeng clan but stay in the courtyard but don't go around my Jinpeng clan. How can I do it? Today I happen to have time. If Shadow Killing King doesn't dislike it, I will be a tour guide.
How about taking you around the Jinpeng clan?”
"The King of Jinfan took me around for a while, so it's great. I also want to see what good things are in the Jinpeng clan." Zhuo Bufan said a pun and smiled like a cunning fox.
The two looked at each other and saw the cunning look in each other's smile.
Then, the King of Jinfan Realm took Zhuo Bufan to wander around the Jinpeng clan. The Jinpeng clan occupied a vast planet. In addition to the members of the tribe, it also accommodated many barbarian monsters as subordinates of the Jinpeng clan.
The clan is responsible for managing some industries or protecting a certain secret place to prevent outsiders from entering.
The Silver Fox Clan is one of the affiliated groups of the Jinpeng Clan. It is responsible for the mining industry on the planet and also protects the secret realm of the Jinpeng Clan.
In a continuous mountain range, countless dense figures are working hard, old, weak, disabled, sick, men and women are here, holding a strange iron pickaxe in his hand, pouring thin Yuan power into it, then raising his arms and swinging it down hard,
Dig up a hard rock to reveal the ore glowing bright purple light inside. This is the Nether Stone Mountains.