Great fusion of the heavens

Chapter 315
"There are still two fishing opportunities, so let's save them for now!"

As Wen Peng said, he put away the fishing rod in his hand.

at this time.

The two great gods, the ancestor of the wild dragon and the ancestor of Jinpeng, surrounded Wenpeng, and behind Wenpeng, there were two phantoms flashing.

They are the Zhetian Jinpeng and the Tongtian Shenlong respectively.

All the Yaozu looked at Wen Peng blankly, speechless in shock.

That is the existence of the ancestors of the Dragon and Peng clans, and they all hovered around Wen Peng obediently, calling the boss over and over again.

Even if they want to break their heads, they will not understand what is going on.

However, it is undeniable that Wen Peng has been deified in their hearts!

Everyone looked at Wen Peng in the sky with fiery eyes, and then bowed down!

Be it the Demon King, Demon Emperor or Demon Emperor, they all knelt down, as if they were worshiping their own emperor!
"Jiezi! He must be Jiezi!"

"Son of the demon world!"

"The son of the demon world brought us to fight against the demon temple!"

Mo Tongtian smiled and said: "Let me tell you, my brother can do things that you never expected anytime and anywhere."

"He, there should be more than these two forces, right?"

Long Ling stared blankly at Wen Peng. She clearly saw just now that when Wen Peng rushed into the phantom of Jinpeng, two other phantoms appeared behind Wen Peng.

Mo Tongtian said: "Well, in the Three Thousand Worlds, this guy has a lot of power, in addition to the Dragon and Peng clan, it seems that there is also the power of the Wolf and Tiger clan, and every power is not weaker than the current level. "

Dragon Clan, Peng Clan, Tiger Clan, Wolf Clan.

These are the four powerful clans in the entire demon world. If Wen Peng has the power of the four demon ancestors, then he is really Jiezi.

Although in the demon world, there is no concept of a world.

"Practice Feng Xing Jue and Yu Feng Jue!"

"Hey! Congratulations to the player for successfully training!"

With the injection of two forces, Wenpeng lightened his whole body and raised his hand. The air around him seemed to be driven by him, like an arm and a finger.

"Next, it's time to go to the Wolf Clan and the Tiger Clan."

Jinpeng wakes up, and only the Shaking Tiger and Xiaoyue Silver Wolf are left. When these two guys wake up, Wenpeng is equivalent to having four semi-holy-level powerhouses by his side. Wenpeng is not afraid of the strong demon saint coming!
A week later, the ancestor of the fierce tiger of the tiger clan was born, and the fierce tiger awakened!
Half a month later, the silver wolf ancestor of the wolf tribe was born, and the Xiaoyue silver wolf awakened!

Four semi-sacred powerhouses guarded Wenpeng. It can be said that there is no opponent for him in the entire Great Demon Realm.

"It's time to go back."

Wenpeng stood on the Moon Mountain of the Wolf Clan, looking in the direction of the Dragon Clan.

After all, he came from the dragon clan at the beginning, to say goodbye to the five great dragon ancestors, and then he had to find a way to go to the holy mountain.

At that time, it will be a face-to-face confrontation with the Protoss.

Although his cultivation base is very low now, with the presence of the Four Great Sacred Ancestors, coupled with the new upgrade mechanism of the system, Wen Peng is sure to turn the Protoss upside down again!

He wants to go back, to the Three Thousand Realms!

I stayed here for half a year, and it should have been more than five years in the Xuanqi Continent. I don't know what happened to Yuzi and the others.

"Back to the Dragon Clan!"

Dragons.

Standing in the void, the two demon saint-level Jiuying looked ferociously at the group of dragons below, laughing wildly.

Under their feet, there are countless dragon corpses!
"Hahaha! This is the Dragon Clan! It's rubbish, it's so vulnerable, yet they still claim to be the four strongest clans in the demon world? Hahaha!"

"However, dragon blood and dragon meat are quite delicious! Haha!"

The two nine infants trampled on the corpses of the dragon clansmen recklessly, even chewing on the stumps of the dragon clansmen in their mouths.

The Dragon Clan at this time is no longer the Dragon Clan half a month ago. The entire Sacred Dragon Mountain Range was dyed red, and giant dragons fell to the ground lifelessly, with rivers of dragon blood flowing.

Blood flows into a river.

The strongest of the Dragon Clan is nothing more than the Dragon Ancestor at the peak level of the Demon Emperor, so where is the opponent of these Demon Saints?
A dragon ancestor was gasping for breath, his body was torn out with thousands of wounds, bleeding profusely.

Behind him, there are only a few hundred dragons alive.

"The demon sage of our dragon clan will come soon, you just wait to die!" A dragon ancestor said with resentment in his eyes, the fierce look in his eyes, wishing to tear the two nine babies apart in front of him.

However, he couldn't do it, he was just a peak demon emperor, even if he was a half-step demon saint, they were no match for him!
"Hahaha! The demon saint of the Dragon Clan?"

"Do you think that the power of your Dragon Clan in the Ten Thousand Monsters Sacred Mountain can really come to your Great Demon Realm?"

"Don't be wishful thinking! We have already cut you off from the Holy Mountain, both the Great Demon Realm and the Small Demon Realm. Want to ask for help from the Holy Mountain? It's simply a fantasy!"

A dragon ancestor's complexion changed, and he hurriedly contacted Wanyao Sacred Mountain, but as the two nine infants said, they could no longer be contacted.

No reply at all.

"Today is the day of your dragon clan's genocide! Hahaha!"

Longzu lamented in his heart: "Could it be that today is really the day when my dragon clan will perish!"

A figure flashed in Longzu's mind: "No, we still have Master Shengzi!"

"Master Shengzi will definitely avenge us and revitalize the Dragon Clan! Destroy your demon temple!!"

"Holy Son? I think it's a dog! Old man, die! Hahaha!"

……

"Why, how could this be..."

When Long Ling and the others returned to the Dragon Clan, what caught their eyes was a bloody world.

The mountains and the bottom of the valley are full of corpses of giant dragons, and blood flows into rivers and lakes.Collapsing dragon scales are everywhere, like dead leaves that fall in autumn.

"It's over, the Dragon Clan is over..."

"The demon saint, it must be the demon saint!"

The Dragon Clan has tens of thousands of years of inheritance, and the holy sons of each clan have extraordinary trump cards. The five great Dragon Ancestors are the peak of veteran demon emperors. Even semi-holy-level powerhouses cannot cause much impact on the Dragon Clan!
Genocide!Apart from the demon saint, there is no second possibility!
Xiaojiao also stared blankly at the corpses of the dragon clan placed in the whole world, and suddenly flew into the air, a dragon chant sounded, and he yelled mournfully: "The soul comes!"

"Soul, come!"

Following Xiaojiao's scream, a white phantom of the dragon soul floated up from each giant dragon corpse below, quietly standing in the air.

These are the dragon souls of the dragon clan's war dead.

"Return of the soul!"

The soul returns, returns to the Dragon Tomb!These dragons who have just died, their souls are still alive, and their consciousness is not extinguished, so they have the possibility of resurrection!
"If you attack the Dragon Clan, it must be someone from the Demon Temple. When we came back from the Wolf Clan, we passed by the Tiger Clan. We didn't find anything strange. Then..."

"Peng Clan!"

Wen Peng shouted suddenly: "Jin Peng!"

Released Jinpeng from the pet space, Wenpeng hurriedly said: "Go to the Peng clan!"

"quick!"

(End of this chapter)