Juntian, the old holy king of the Fallen Feather Clan, is an old man whose whole body exudes a rotten aura. His hair is sparse and his body is shriveled. Even the twelve pairs of black magic wings behind him that were once powerful throughout the ancient times are now dim and irrelevant. With such brilliance, anyone can tell at a glance that this person's end is really approaching.
"It's true that a hero emerges from a young age!" Jun Tian sighed, looking at the heroic figure, shining like a sun god, his eyes were filled with complex brilliance.
Once upon a time, there was a descendant of his tribe who was gifted. Although he was far less impressive than these ancient prince-level figures, he was certain to become a Saint King, or even a Great Saint-level figure, who would bring the Fallen Feather Clan to the world. More glorious heights.
The day he has been looking forward to comes, dragging his old age with him, hoping to hold on until he has fully grown up and can stand up to the reputation of the Fallen Feather Clan. At that time, he will be able to smile.
However, the grand gathering of all races held in Yaochi completely broke all this. The man from the Sun God Sect, named Exiled Immortal, faced off against many ancient saints alone in Yaochi, killing dozens of ancestor kings and defeating the human race. Their illustrious reputation also completely destroyed their hope of the Fallen Feather Clan rising.
How could he not complain, how could he not hate?
"Maybe the choice this time will be wrong, but the Fallen Feather Clan really has no way out. Once I die, Jun Chong alone will really not be able to support the future of our clan..." Jun Tian said to himself.
His voice was not concealed. Everyone here heard it and understood what he meant. After they killed Chongguang today, they were destined to be punished by the returning banished immortal in the future.
After walking the ancient road in the starry sky, no one can be sure how powerful that man with the appearance of a god will be at that time, but what is certain is that this is something the Fallen Feather Clan can never afford.
However, if nothing is done, when the day comes when his life is over, and only a useless Juntian is left, then the Fallen Feather Clan will also die slowly, and it is even possible that in this era of great changes and chaos, , will not survive the day when he will return from being banished to immortality. In this case, it is better to give it a try and get the protection of the royal family, which can not only survive the present, but at the same time, it may not necessarily perish in the future.
There is also a son of the Ancient Emperor in Blood Phoenix Mountain. When he grows up, he will not be worse than a banished immortal from the human race, right?
This is Jun Tian's idea, otherwise it is just a mere hatred, which will not make this old holy king lose his mind and gamble with the future of the entire Fallen Feather Clan.
Chongguang sighed, even if they were enemies, at this moment he began to feel pity for the old holy king.
Because, there is no doubt that the Fallen Feather clan will lose the bet this time, and in the future, this clan is destined to become a small clan, or even gradually die out.
"No need to worry. This time, the donor did make a wrong decision." Huahua clasped her hands together, and there was faint Buddha light blooming on her square-headed and big-eared face. It turned out to be quite majestic and dignified, like a great monk of a generation. Qiyun.
"It's interesting. He didn't panic at all when he saw me coming. Is the God King of the Jiang family back, or is Wei Yi coming?" The person headed by Xuehuangshan asked with great interest.
This is a terrifying ancestor of the ancient clan. The first time he appeared, Chongguang completely focused on him. Even if there was no monstrous divine light around him, his terrifying energy still made everyone tremble. People attracted attention just because this person was named Jiuhuang King.
Without the Great Sage, the Nine Phoenix King is an invincible existence. In addition, he was born in the Blood Phoenix Mountain of the ancient royal family. His status is so high that he is almost the same as the Great Sage.
"No, we are not panicking, just because you can't kill us today." Shigeguang said in a deep voice.
"Um?"
As soon as he said these words, the Nine Phoenix King's eyes narrowed. After they appeared, they had already sealed the void. Logically speaking, it was impossible for anyone to escape, even if he knew that these people from the Sun God Sect had legends. He didn't think he could run away in front of him.
But not everyone is a banished immortal who can make even a generation of heavenly kings unable to catch up.
"No, except for the four people from the Sun God Cult, everyone else is a clone!"
At this moment, an ancestor king with clairvoyance exclaimed and saw something unusual.
"What?" Nine Phoenix King and
The old holy king of the Fallen Feather Clan was stunned, not understanding what this operation was. But suddenly, a scream came out, which made the old holy king's eyes burst with tears. It was the only remaining member of the Fallen Feather Clan except the old saint. The last ancient saint, Jun Chong, was screaming.
It was too sudden. When everyone turned their attention to the Nine Phoenix King and Jun Tian's group, a divine light seemed to come from an unknown place in eternity. With a pop, Jun Chong's right arm and shoulder were slashed diagonally. He was just a hair away!
The holy blood spilled and penetrated the earth, causing large cracks one after another.
"Stop!" Old Saint King Juntian was shocked and angry. He knew that something was wrong. An ancient saint who was proficient in assassination was hiding here. Without guessing, he knew that he must be the killer of Heaven.
"boom!"
At the same time, Chongguang and Xiaoyun, who had had little presence after entering, took action together. The two of them worked together to strike a blow. The holy power of the sun covered the sky and flooded Jun Chong.
"No!" the old holy king of the Fallen Feather Tribe shouted. The twelve pairs of black wings that had lost their luster behind him swayed and flipped, releasing a mind-blowing gray-brown death aura, and rushed towards the two of them in an instant.
"puff!"
After Chongguang and the two succeeded, they immediately ran the Xingzi secret and moved hundreds of miles horizontally to dodge. However, they were still brushed by the aftermath of the sword energy slashed by a wing. They coughed up blood on the spot and their bodies collapsed. One big hole after another.
Fortunately, Jun Tian was eager to save Jun Chong and rushed into the divine light. He had no intention of capturing and killing the two of them. Otherwise, if he continued to attack, even if he had the secrets in hand, the two of them would not be confident that they would be able to hide for a few seconds. Down.
"With this kind of speed and this kind of Taoism, if Senior Juntian hadn't been trapped by Shou Yuan, he wouldn't be much behind me."
The explosion of Jun Tian surprised even the Nine Phoenix King. One can imagine how powerful this old Saint King is.
"What a pity. It seems that the Fallen Feather Clan is really going to decline!" The Nine Phoenix King sighed.
"Ah... you are all going to die!" Juntian roared, and the mountains and valleys were roaring. One after another, the mountains were exploded by the roar, and everything within a radius of thousands of miles was collapsing and collapsing. This place was a scene of doomsday. .
The reason for all this is that Jun Tian failed to save Jun Chong's life. The last ancient saint of the Fallen Yu tribe was gone. The whole body was torn into pieces and exploded. Even the soul was destroyed by the terrifying holy power of the sun. Refined.
Jun Tianhuo turned his head, and his old eyes, which were originally cloudy, now shot out a frightening killing light that lasted for dozens of miles, staring at Chongguang and the others.
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