Not far away from Ji Yiyun, a tall and mighty old man appeared in the distorted void. He was covered in golden light, his long golden hair was loose, and his skin was flowing with golden light. It could be vaguely seen that he looked similar to the Golden Winged Peng King. His eyes were shining with golden light. Looking at Ji Yiyun, he didn't even look at the Golden Winged Peng King.
"boom!"
A majestic momentum oppresses the void. This momentum is many times stronger than Xiaopeng King. The gap is like the vast sea compared with the lake. The momentum oppresses the void. It buzzes, the void twists, and the sky and the earth lose color. Ji Yiyun only sees that figure, and nothing else. Visible.
Ji Yiyun's green Taoist robe was not wavering in the wind, and his thick black hair was dancing wildly. However, Ji Yiyun was fearless, his expression was as calm as water, without any waves, and he looked at Old Peng King calmly.
"Old Peng King is here, that man is dead, haha... look how he goes against the will this time!" A young monk yelled angrily.
"Yes! The Old Peng King is different from the Golden-winged Little Peng King. He is already in the realm of great power. The gap in cultivation is too big. I think that person might really be beaten to death!" A young monk nodded and said.
"Maybe! That person may have helpers nearby! The old Peng King is also reasonable and not as aggressive as the Golden Winged Peng King." said the young monk who was optimistic that Ji Yiyun could win the Golden Winged Peng King.
When Fenghuang's group of horsemen saw the arrival of King Lao Peng, they immediately started talking. Most of them hoped that Ji Yiyun would be shot to death. Some felt that it was a pity for Ji Yiyun. Only one of them continued to be optimistic that Ji Yiyun would be fine.
Fenghuang was completely relieved when he saw the arrival of Old Peng King. He glanced at Ji Yiyun lightly and stopped paying attention. Under the phoenix mask, his red phoenix eyes emitted five-color glow, and he scanned the surrounding void with a trace of doubt.
"Haha...Brother Peng, why do you need to be angry!"
At this time, the void twisted, and a middle-aged man walked out, calming down the majestic aura that was pressing down on Ji Yiyun. He was very powerful, with black hair like a waterfall, deep eyes, and a majestic appearance. He was the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan. Ji Yiyun last time Saw it when chasing the Eternal Spaceship.
The Holy Master of the Wind Clan came to Ji Yiyun, smiled and nodded at him with an appreciative look on his face, and then looked at Old Peng King and continued: "Brother Peng said goodbye in a hurry last time. I didn't expect to see each other again so soon. Not long after It’s my birthday banquet, please come to me!”
This Holy Lord of the Wind Clan made Ji Yiyun a little surprised. It seemed that he was not familiar with this Holy Lord of the Wind Clan. What the hell was he smiling at when they met?
"That's easy to talk about! Brother Fengyun, let's talk about this later!" King Lao Peng waved his hand and nodded to the Holy Master of the Wind Clan. Then he glanced at the calm Ji Yiyun and said, "The younger generation is scary!"
Ji Yiyun glanced at the loveless Golden-winged Little Peng King. He didn't change much when the old Peng King arrived, but his expression became slightly richer. His eyes avoided the old Peng King, and he stood motionless in the void like a puppet.
"Senior Peng Wang has given you the praise, but this junior is still far behind. We don't deserve such praise." Ji Yiyun said humbly with his hands in hand.
"...?" When the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King heard Ji Yiyun's words, his lifeless expression suddenly became very vivid. His eyes were filled with golden light, and the traces of blood and tears were dispersed by his fierce fluctuations, and his eyes were full of anger.
"That person said he was still far behind, right? Then... wouldn't the younger generation of Golden Winged Peng Kings be even worse, and we are just living and wasting resources..."
"Is there anyone more powerful than him? That should only be possible when the emperor is young. It would be unimaginable if there is such a person!"
"I don't know if there is such a person. I have never met such a person. Characters that only appear in legends. Such people will rewrite legends."
Fenghuang's group of horsemen were horrified and immediately lost their composure. They could not imagine that among the younger generation, there would be masters who were much more powerful than Ji Yiyun. If there was such a person, it would be too scary.
The tall and mighty Old Peng King was full of majesty. The golden light in his eyes looked directly at Ji Yiyun. Ji Yiyun faced it calmly. The Old Peng King looked at the angry face of the Golden-winged Little Peng King and he sighed.
When Feng Huang saw the arrival of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, she quickly flew to his side. She held Feng Yun's hand with both hands, glanced at Ji Yiyun and then said through the voice: "Grandpa, that person doesn't take our Wind Clan seriously at all. Grandpa must teach him a lesson!"
"Huang'er, please stop making trouble unreasonably. I've been here a long time ago. I heard everything you said." Fengyun looked at Feng Huang beside him, hating that iron could not become steel. He shook his head in disappointment and said.
Fengyun then raised his hand and touched her head. Looking at Ji Yiyun on the side, he nodded with some satisfaction, and then continued with a solemn expression: "You are really spoiled by your parents and clan members. You need to find someone to control you. The marriage arranged for you was postponed because Ye Fan was injured and the clan members opposed it!"
"Grandpa, I don't accept marriages arranged by the clan. If you want to find me, you can find it yourself. You don't need to worry about it!" Feng Huang said firmly.
Fenghuang and Fengyun's grandfather and grandson murmured through the voice, and these outsiders didn't know.
Ji Yiyun felt their gazes and looked up at Feng Huang in confusion. He always felt that this guy had a malicious intent against him, but there was no evidence.
He turned around again and saw Feng Yun, the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan. Feng Yun nodded to him with a smile. Ji Yiyun looked at his kind eyes and felt that something was even more wrong.
However, Ji Yiyun didn't allow Ji Yiyun to think too much, something good was about to happen. The Golden Winged Little Peng King knelt in front of the Old Peng King, while the Old Peng King looked at the kneeling Golden Winged Little Peng King expressionlessly.
"My grandson is incompetent, and I can't change the situation of defeat even if I try my best." Tears flowed from the eyes of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. He was completely despairing, but he no longer sought death or survival.
"The gap between you and him is too big. It's not your fault, but my fault for indulging you too much." King Lao Peng shook his head and sighed, his eyes were extremely deep, he took a deep look at Ji Yiyun and continued: "Do you know that he What state is it?”
"Is his realm higher than mine?" The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King stood up immediately and looked directly at Ji Yiyun with lightning-like eyes, his unruliness returning.
Ji Yiyun raised his eyebrows and looked at the golden-winged Xiaopeng King not far away. He felt that this guy was suffering from persecution delusion. Fenghuang also quickly sent a message to ask the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, Fengyun.
The Fenghuang group of horses also pricked up their ears. This issue is very important. If the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King is much lower than Ji Yiyun, then there is nothing worthy of praise.
"Your realm is three smaller realms higher than him!" Fengyun did not answer Feng Huang's message, but said it directly.
"Impossible! I don't believe this is true. You lied to me, right?" The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King couldn't believe it. He looked at Ji Yiyun blankly and asked Feng Yun directly.
As soon as Fengyun's words came out, not only the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King couldn't believe it, but even Fenghuang and her group of horses were stunned. They were just three short realms away from easily defeating the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King. Was this an auditory hallucination? .
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