Chapter 422 Just because I am Su Mang!

Yuanzhou City.

In the past, Yuanzhou City was rich, prosperous, and lively, with traders coming from south to north, and it was extremely lively. Countless hermits live here in peace and contentment, enjoying the beauty brought by the oasis.

Today, there are broken walls everywhere in the city. The war destroyed everything in the city, and the people fled, leaving only the flames of war.

City Lord's Mansion.

More than a dozen high-ranking members of the Seven-colored Deer Clan sat here, all of them extremely serious. The battle with the secret door had seriously injured their vitality.

Even the patriarch of the clan was injured in a fight with the Lord of Darkness, and has not fully recovered yet.

Invisibly, dark clouds covered the entire Seven-Colored Deer Clan, and their faces were full of gloom.

"How's the connection going!"

An old man with white beard and hair on the main seat asked in a deep voice.

Under his command, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then a look of disappointment appeared in their eyes, but they didn't dare to speak, for fear of offending the old man.

"We are also the demon clan, why the demon court doesn't care, why doesn't it care!"

The old man's eyes spewed fire.

They contacted the Demon Court, wanting the three-legged Golden Crow to take action, otherwise, the seven-color deer clan alone would not be able to resist the invasion of the secret door.

This is because the Lord of Darkness has not officially made a move. Once he makes a move, I am afraid that the entire Seven-colored Deer Clan will collapse at an extremely fast speed.

"Yaoting, why do you want to take action?"

A figure slowly appeared in the hall.

It was Su Mang, with the black golden emperor's robe fluttering, the heroic spirit between his brows, and the terrifying aura in his body, faintly visible, making people frightened.

"Who!"

"Who are you, dare to break into the capital of my Nine Colored Deer Clan!"

"Bold, you are a human race, what qualifications do you have to intervene in the matter of the monster race!"

The senior officials of the Seven-colored Deer Clan in the hall stood up and shouted angrily, but everyone dared to do it, and they all smelled a terrifying aura from Su Mang.

Su Mang smiled slightly, but he didn't care. Seeing the monsters in the room turned into human figures, he was really not used to it.

In fact, many monster races, such as Kuangtian, mostly live in human form, which is more conducive to survival in this world, but the few beasts around Su Mang have always been their own bodies.

Self-cultivation can better follow the power of blood, of course, each has its own advantages.

"I can't control the affairs of the demon clan, but I can manage the affairs of the demon court."

Su Mang said lightly.

As soon as the words came out, the senior officials of the Seven-colored Deer Clan glared at each other. What kind of nonsense is this? Could it be that the Monster Clan and the Monster Court are still different and cannot be mixed together?
"Why are you!"

A man shouted angrily.

Su Mang's eyes were like sharp knives, he glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "Just because I am Su Mang!"

"You are Su Mang, so what if you are Su Mang, you"

"What, you are Su Mang, the master of Beiming Palace?!"

The man was full of disdain, but suddenly he was shocked, like a bolt from the blue, and looked at Su Mang in horror.

Not only him, but all the powerful members of the Seven-Colored Deer Clan stood up one after another in the entire hall, staring into Su Mang's eyes, full of shock.

Su Mang!

The shadow of a man's famous tree, looking around the world, who doesn't know who doesn't know?

"I have no intention of offending Lord Tyrant!"

The man who scolded Su Mang hurriedly cupped his fists and apologized in a panic.

"My lord, please take your seat."

The old man with white beard and hair quickly invited Su Mang to the main seat.

Not to mention him, even if the ancestors of the clan are here, they dare not call themselves Gao Sumang. This is a terrifying existence that can fight against Zongzheng without defeat.

In addition, there have long been rumors in the world that Su Mang's strength has improved.

Su Mang didn't refuse, and sat in the main seat. The people of the Seven-Colored Deer Clan below were all trembling, not daring to sit down, and kept smiling at Su Mang.

"If you want to get something, you have to give. There is no free lunch in this world."

Su Mang looked around and spoke lightly.

Everyone was taken aback, not understanding what Su Mang meant.

"I know some things about the Seven-Colored Deer Clan. For example, when the Demon Court was established, the three-legged Golden Crow was the ancestor of all demons, but it had a false name at that time."

"You, the Seven-Colored Deer Clan, have not defected, not even verbal support."

"Nowadays, the demon court is gradually growing, and can influence the situation of the world to some extent. Now, when you suffer disasters yourself, you think of the demon court."

"Let me ask, is it a little ridiculous?"

Su Mang's words changed everyone's face drastically.

At the beginning, when the demon court was first established, let alone the Seven-colored Deer Clan, most of the demon clan didn't take it seriously, but on the surface they all supported it verbally.

After all, the ancestor of all demons has great influence.

But no one paid much attention to this demon court. After all, the three-legged Golden Crow was too weak at the time, so the Seven-colored Deer didn't pay attention to it at all, and now the cause and effect came.

"I am ashamed."

The old man bowed his head and sighed speechlessly.

What can he say?
Now, it's too late to say anything, he can't cross the long river of time, go back to the past, and support the demon court, it's not realistic.

"Where is the ancestor of your clan?"

Su Mang didn't continue the topic, but changed the topic.

A while later, in a secluded courtyard in the city, Su Mang saw the patriarch of the Seven-Colored Deer Clan. He was a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, but his complexion was a bit bad.

He was injured and still hasn't recovered.

Even, a faint black mist was wrapped around his body, exuding an astonishing aura.

"Old man Lufeng, I have seen the tyrant."

The old man smiled heartily, very politely.

The two sat in the courtyard, on a stone bench next to a bamboo grove, a pot of tea exuded a fresh breath, slowly steaming.

"This is the unique tea of ​​my colorful deer family. Although it is not as good as some rare treasures, it has a special taste. The tyrant will taste it to see if he likes it."

Su Mang didn't pretend, picked up the tea and took a sip.

In an instant, his eyeballs brightened.

This tea actually contained a strong vitality, which nourished his whole body. Although it was a little weak, it was real.

If it is given to the strong below the immortal road to drink it regularly, it will definitely have extraordinary effects.

“Good tea!”

Su Mang praised.

Lu Feng nodded, seemingly not surprised at all: "This tea is unique to the Seven-colored Deer Clan, and the annual output is only about a hundred catties."

"Since the tyrant likes it, when the tyrant leaves, I will give a few hundred catties for the tyrant to taste."

The two exchanged a few more polite words, and Su Mang got to the point.

"I've come to ask one thing."

"Tyrant please speak."

"Secret door, what means does the Lord of Darkness have to suppress all the arrogant people in the dark forbidden area? Why are they so eager to start a war with you?"

Su Mang felt that there must be something hidden here.

Powerful combat power can kill people, but it is absolutely impossible to make everyone obey.

Moreover, after the secret door came to Zhongzhou, the real first battle was against the Seven-Colored Deer Clan. This is why there was no friction between the two.

(End of this chapter)

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