"Hey, Sunrise City is our foundation. This mountain of corpses that spawned undead puppets cannot be lost. If we lose it, I'm afraid Belial will notice it. Kahn, I hope you can fulfill my wish and level the Holy Spirit.
The palace city will be the time when my undead tribe rises, then we will not be afraid of Belial, and we can even take his place."
"Eh? Your Majesty, I understand. I will attack the Temple City for your Majesty."
Kahn turned around and left. Although Sunrise City had lost the space orb and had begun to become unstable, others did not know that as long as the undead gathered a mountain of corpses, they could completely replace the role of the space orb, and they could even calm the collapse of a space.
At this time, in the back camp, many disciples of the temple looked at the arrogant Peng Rong. The elite disciples of the temple in the past had become slaves of the undead. Such an ugly appearance made many disciples of the temple feel ashamed.
.There are also many disabled disciples among them, with hesitant eyes flashing in their eyes.
Looking at the various eyes in front of him, Peng Rong's lips curled up slightly, and he naturally knew what everyone was thinking.
"Brothers from the past, I, Peng Rong, don't have any kind words anymore. I surrender to life and resist death in one sentence. I don't have time to talk to you. If we surrender, we will still be brothers. Just like Peng Fei now, you see he has become immortal.
Members of the Firebird Tribe, possessing the supreme bloodline, will follow our king and rule this world, are you willing to watch your family suffer?"
"Fart, Peng Rong, are you really not afraid that Master Anfeng will kill you? Do you know that Master Anfeng is not far away. If he knew you were embarrassed here, it would be a trivial matter for him to crush you to death."
'Bang'
With a light punch, Pengrong directly killed the former disciple in front of him. Mad, how long has it been and you are still so unwise? If you don't die, I can't help myself.
"Look, this is a role model, a role model? What a beautiful word. But in my eyes, this is stupid, beyond stupid. You can restore your cultivation, repair your body, and become a member of the undead tribe.
You can also have the opportunity to set foot in the Taoist world, and I am afraid that becoming a Taoist god is just around the corner."
Speaking of this, Pengrong directly absorbed the remaining Taoist power of that person, frowned slightly, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with it. His eyes fell on the other people, making them feel scared. It was naked appetite.
It seems that each of them is food in the eyes of the other.
"So, how do you choose?"
Pengrong looked at the nearest disciple in front of him, pointed at the tip of his nose, and said mockingly to him.
"you……"
'Bang'
Bo Da's fist fell on the opponent's head again, and Peng Rong once again absorbed the opponent's power of Taoism. This time it was pretty good. Although this disciple's body was greatly traumatized, his godhead was not damaged.
It actually gave him a lot of energy growth.
"And you?"
"I……"
"Hmph, our noble undead tribe will never accept cowardly and incompetent people who are hesitant in their hearts. If you want to join the immortal firebird tribe and become a true immortal firebird tribe member, you should have a firm and unswerving heart.
Your heart is moved? Humph, otherwise why would you have the noble blood of our Immortal Firebird clan?"
Once again absorbing the power of the other party's Taoism, Peng Rong enjoyed the delicious food. At this moment, he understood why the firebird had that look of appetite that day. Mad, that guy just thought of him.
Food, the most delicious food in the world.
"And you?"
"I surrender, I am willing to join the undead, and I am willing to follow you."
"Bang"
Damn, what the hell are you doing? Are you killing us on purpose? Everyone looked at Peng Rong, who continued to swallow the power of Taoism, and was the disciple's Taoist soul with doubts. They didn't understand what the other party was doing.
What do you want to do?
"He is wrong. I, Pengrong, am not the king of our undead clan, so you should be loyal to the king of our clan, Firebird. Remember that your future king is called Firebird. He will lead you to be stronger and lead you to a better place."
Far away, standing on the highest mountain in the world, looking down at the ants under the mountains, will they always surrender to us? Of course they cannot become our tribe, they are our food, just like the ones who just died, so delicious
."
Looking at Peng Rong with an expression of enjoyment, Peng Fei didn't say anything. He slightly moved his brows, glanced at the very satisfied Firebird beside him, and sighed in his heart, fearing that this idiot had been deceived by Peng Rong's words.
This Peng Rong will definitely achieve something and will never be content to be inferior to the Fire Bird.
Hey, how should I choose? It seems that it is time to think carefully about whether to take refuge in Pengrong or to save a good path.
"What about you?"
"We are willing to surrender."
Most of the remaining disciples opened their mouths and chose to surrender. Just when those hesitating disciples were about to make a choice, Pengrong waved his hand and killed them one after another. Don't surrender? Hehe, then die.
"Your Majesty, don't you give them a chance? I think Pengrong is acting recklessly. If..."
"Hmph, what do you know? The more powerful Pengrong becomes, the more powerful I become, and so do you? Shouldn't you eat more gods to improve your strength? Otherwise, it won't bring me any benefit, and you will
Step into their path. Then don’t blame me for being ruthless."
Looking at the disgusted Firebird, Pengfei was completely speechless, and secretly said in his heart: Mu De, you are really a bad guy. I kindly remind you to be on guard against Peng Rong, the one-eyed wolf, but you can do it? Let me
Improve your strength? You really don’t understand good people. I won’t accompany you idiot anymore. It seems it’s time to embrace Pengrong’s thigh?
Well, I guess Peng Rong won't mind his joining, right? Thinking of this, Peng Fei has no confidence. After all, there are more than 10,000 gods left in front of him. No one knows how many people can be transformed into members of the Immortal Firebird.
.
"Dear Firebird King, I have fulfilled my mission. There are 11,396 people in total who are willing to join us and become our immortal Firebird clan. They are willing to be loyal to His Highness the King."
"Haha, Peng Rong, you have done well, it is up to you to open the bloodline for these people, right?"
"Huh? This, Your Majesty, the respected King, cannot do this. This is not allowed. How dare I dare to overstep my authority? This is absolutely not allowed. You must not break the rules."
Although Pengrong also thought about it, he was extremely excited in his heart, but on the surface he was very panicked, showing that he was shocked and at a loss. He even waved his hands repeatedly and knelt on the ground respectfully, with a smile on his face.
.
"Peng Rong, don't be like this. Huh, that bullshit alien actually wants to take my place. Pen Rong, I hope you can lead an elite force and kill the opponent for me. Hold the opponent's head and send it to
In front of me, thereby consolidating our supreme position in this world."
The more Pengrong is like this, the more he makes Firebird feel trustful. Of course, as long as he doesn't die, Pengrong can't get rid of it at all. He can kill the opponent at any time and annihilate the opponent's immortal Firebird power at any time due to the hierarchical oppression due to his bloodline status.
