In just one night, everyone in the Great Wilderness was in danger, and countless tribes were panicked and miserable, all of them sent envoys one after another, gathered to the three tribes, and expressed their submission and sincerity.

It's too miserable, overnight, hundreds of tribes were wiped out by the sword qi of the immortals descended from the sky, the entire tribe completely disappeared from heaven and earth, and all the tribes died completely, which can be called the extinction of the dead race.

The Demon Ancestor's Zhuxian sword qi can't be faked, everyone escaped from the Zhuxian Sword Array, there is no need to say more about the three clans, and the leaders of countless tribes have gathered to the three clans to seek protection.

In just one day, the hearts of the three clans were instantly restored to their peak, but they were unprecedentedly condensed.

I have to say that the third ancestor's hand is very strong and domineering, and he directly shouted to catch the thief and poured dirty water on the demon ancestor's body, this hand was very successful and effective, and the demon ancestor didn't even have a way to defend himself.

"Bang!"

Not around the top of the mountain

When the Demon Ancestor heard the gluttonous return, he slammed over the case in front of him, and his eyes were filled with anger: "Bastard!"

The sound was like thunder, constantly echoing in West Kunlun, and the gluttony couldn't help but tremble.

This pot is so dark!

It's just black, it can't be darker!

But what can the Demon Ancestor say?

Has anyone listened to his arguments?

Could it be the Great Wilderness World, is there anyone other than you who can unleash the sword qi of the Immortals?

After half a pillar of incense, the Demon Ancestor's anger subsided, the whole person calmed down, looked into the distance very seriously, looked at the general trend of the three clans that were constantly converging, and sighed after a long time: "I was not unjustly defeated by the ancestor back then!"

The three ancestors are so ruthless, so vicious and insidious, but they are defenseless and unjustly defeated?

It's just that this pot, it's too dark!

For a while, the Great Wilderness Clans were terrified of the Demon Ancestor to the extreme, and it was almost to the point that when its name was mentioned, it would change color.

Tiannan

The golden-winged Dapeng hugged Jinpeng's body and sat in front of the plane tree, his eyes slightly hollow.

This is his favorite and most proud heir, his cultivation is not worse than him, and he is only one step away from Da Luo, which is his pride.

But now, his pride is dead!

"Don't be sad, it's common for my monks to fight with heaven and sentient beings for their lives, and to die. Maybe one day, a big Luo like me will also fall under the Demon Ancestor's Immortal Sword!" Feng Zu slowly walked to the side of the Golden-winged Dapeng and comforted him lightly.

"But I just don't understand, the Demon Ancestor is a master of the Holy Dao, but he doesn't have the demeanor of a saint, and he actually attacks the junior......" The eyes of the Golden-winged Dapeng were red, and there seemed to be a heavy demon shadow circulating in his eyes.

Feng Zu was silent when he heard this, what could he say?

"He is a demon, free and unrestrained, so he has no scruples, and he will not pay attention to the worldly eyes of us at all!" Feng Zu seemed to have found an excuse after a long time.

"Is he still saved?" the Golden-Winged Roc raised his head and looked at Feng Zu.

Feng Zu was silent when he heard this, and only after a long time did he say: "If someone preaches the Tao and becomes holy, the Heavenly Dao will rain down nectar, and he can survive in death." ”

"Demon Ancestor!" Golden-winged Dapeng gritted his teeth: "Right now, in the vast world, the only one who has any hope of enlightening a saint is the Demon Ancestor. ”

"The saint's methods are unpredictable, maybe the rest of the saints also have a way to bring the dead back to life!" Feng Zu thought thoughtfully: "You can go and ask the blue bird, she seems to have something to do with the saint." ”

Hearing this, the golden-winged roc turned into golden light and disappeared straight under the plane tree, and when he reappeared, he had reached the edge of the brook of the blue bird.

At this time, the blue bird was dressed in green clothes, standing on the edge of the stream, looking at the sky in the distance and saying nothing.

"Little sister!" the golden-winged roc walked behind the bluebird with a heavy face.

"Yo, who am I, it turned out to be the second brother! What? The second brother who was arrogant and domineering in the past, why is he so low-key today? This kind of lost soul is not like your style!" The blue bird hugged his arms, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, but when he saw Jin Peng, who was no longer alive around him, his eyes couldn't help but show a touch of solemnity.

"I know that I was arrogant and domineering in the past, and I have offended many brothers and sisters, but I am here today to ask for something important. I also hope that my sister will help her brother for the sake of her father and mother, and she will never dare to bully her sister again in the future!" said the golden-winged Dapeng in a low voice.

"I've heard about Jinpeng" The blue bird looked at Jinpeng in the arms of the golden-winged Dapeng, and there was a flash of divine light in his eyes, Jinpeng's corpse was lifelike, and he couldn't see the slightest death, as if he was alive.

"Is there a way for my sister?" the Golden-Winged Roc looked at him with blank eyes.

The blue bird thought of the innate willow, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If in the past, I might be able to invite the sage nectar to help the eldest brother." But now, I'm afraid it's even more difficult!"

The importance of hollow willow to Yang Sanyang, the blue bird is very clear, but I am afraid that Yang Sanyang will never share the nectar to save Jinpeng.

"Do you mean...... Could it be ...... Is it true that there is no chance? Brother Peacock, wasn't he also resurrected?"

"The eldest brother is the Great Luo Golden Immortal, the true spirit is immortal and immortal, as long as he pays some price, it is enough to save him. However, Jinpeng's cultivation is a line behind after all, although it has condensed the Origin Law, but it is ...... It was slaughtered by the Immortal Sword, how easy is it to resurrect it? It is impossible at all! Unless it is nectar from heaven, I am afraid that the saint will make a move, and I can only stare dryly, and there is no power to return to the sky!"

Hearing this, the golden-winged Dapeng was struck by lightning, holding Jinpeng's body, and was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Perhaps, in the future, a saint will be born to moisten the nectar, or maybe there will be a way to save Jinpeng, big brother must not be too worried!"

"Don't lie to me, it's impossible, the saint now knows the magic of nectar, the last time a saint was born, all the nectar was taken away by the saint, how can he share the great wilderness creatures at will? Even if there is nectar, it will not be my turn to wait!" Although the golden-winged Dapeng is rebellious, he is definitely not stupid, the last time a saint was born, nectar, all the nectar was taken away by the saint, how could it be his turn?

Even if a saint is born in the future, there will never be nectar poured out on the heads of sentient beings!

The golden-winged Dapeng didn't pay attention to the blue bird's comfort, but just stood there in despair, and only raised his head after a long time: "Little sister, can you introduce the saint on my behalf?"

Hearing this, the blue bird shook his head: "The saint will not see you, even if I recommend you, it will be useless." Even if Da Luo is a true god, he will not be looked at by the saints, let alone an ant that Da Luo and other Da Luo have never proven?"

Hearing this, the Golden-Winged Dapeng smiled bitterly: "Is there really no way?"

"If there is a way, how can I not say it? You and I are brothers and sisters after all, how can I sit back and watch the excitement? That saint is high in the chaos of the sky, and I can form cause and effect with the saint, it is already a blessing to invite the heavens, how dare I ask for it again?" said the blue bird with a wry smile.

The golden-winged Dapeng knew that the blue bird was true, and his eyes showed a touch of determination, and he slowly stood up and looked into the distance: "I must try my best to save him! There is a way! There must be a way." ”

Looking at the back of the golden-winged Dapeng in the distance, the blue bird hesitated, after all, he couldn't bear it, and turned around and flew towards the Lingtai Fangcun Holy Realm.

Let's say that the golden-winged Dapeng wandered aimlessly in the Phoenix Clan, and then after he came to his senses, he didn't know when he actually came out of Tiannan, and came straight to the extreme west land, and saw the monstrous demonic qi on the top of West Kunlun from afar.

"Demon Ancestor!" Golden-winged Dapeng gritted his teeth, his voice full of murderous intent: "You actually attacked a monk in the Taiyi realm, Jian is a saint in vain. ”

It's just that soon, this resentment was suppressed, and the golden-winged Dapeng lowered his head: "In the great wilderness, if someone can be sanctified, there will inevitably be nectar coming, and it must be the Demon Ancestor." In order to save my son, even if there is only a chance to do it, I will not hesitate to try it with my life. It's just that my three clans have offended the Demon Ancestor too hard, and I'm afraid that he won't agree to my conditions. ”

Don't raise children and don't know the kindness of their parents, at this time the golden-winged Dapeng is cornered, there is no way to go to heaven and no door to enter the ground, and a pair of eyes are full of helplessness: "No choice! No choice!"

Even if there is a 1 in 100 million hope, he will never hesitate to try.

The next moment, I saw the golden-winged Dapeng rising up and heading straight towards the main peak of West Kunlun.

Parents all over the world are the same! No matter whether you are immortals, mundane, or even ordinary ants, your kindness is average.

As long as he can make his son live well, even if he is broken, he will not hesitate to do so.

"Yo, there's a little bird. Are you here to send you to death?" the Demon Ancestor opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the golden-winged roc that had descended in front of him.

"Demon Ancestor!" What a rebellious person the Golden-Winged Dapeng was, when the Demon Ancestor became holy, even if he would rather break his tendons and fractures, he would never bow to Shengwei. At this time, there is a request for others, and in the face of the revenge of the Demon Ancestor, he has to make compromises and forcibly endure the evil breath in his heart.

"Yo, gritting your teeth like this, and bringing a dead person here, could it be that you are begging for death?" Demon Ancestor saw Jin Peng's corpse with a pair of eyes, and saw the scar on Jin Peng's forehead, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

That sword mark seems familiar!

"As long as the Demon Ancestor is sanctified, he will save my children with nectar, but if there is any order, my Golden-winged Dapeng will never refuse!"

"Oh, never shirk, let you return to this seat, go and turn around and kill the peacock and phoenix, and you will never refuse?" said the Demon Ancestor with a smile.

"No way! I'm talking about what I can do!" said the Golden-Winged Roc through gritted teeth.

"Hehe, what can you do? It's just a gesture to me, why do you need to do it? If you want to save your son, the only way is to exchange the head of your eldest brother Peacock!" Demon Ancestor's eyes showed a hint of playfulness, as if he had seen something very interesting.

"Don't think!" the Golden-Winged Roc flatly refused, squeezing a few words out between his teeth.

ps: It's been a busy day, make up for it.

(End of chapter)