The Demonic Ancestor who Desired Supremacy

When Yin left, he did not hide his trace.

He knows that since the abolition of Feng Qinghong and the takeover of a group of Jin Dan monks from the North, his every move has been monitored by the people.

His camps are mixed, and the enemy is dark. I want to hide it. It is also full of loopholes. I simply go out and leave a few bunches of firecrackers, and the announcement of the emperor.

He started to act, and he has to keep up with the low price.

Yin took a group of people, went to the docks, hired a big ship, and went up the river along the Liusha River.

The Liusha River is the second largest river in Beifeng. It originates from the Baishou Mountain Range in the north of the mainland. It flows eastward and the river is wide and choppy. Even in the coldest winter, it won't freeze.

The Jindan monk can fly in the wind, and there are various kinds of flying magic weapons. However, Yin chose to take a slow stroke and drove the people who were secretly obsessed. If you are not really visiting historical sites, you can't speed up!

Yin Li has his intentions. The upper reaches of the Liusha River are sparsely populated. There are snow-white and uninhabited plains everywhere. There are not many places where people can hide their bodies. Those who are shallow-tracked will inevitably expose their feet. .

He unceremoniously directed the Jindan monks in the Beifeng country to shoot, like cutting wheat, first harvested a wave.

This batch of followers was repaired to a low level, mostly in the base period. Occasionally, they encountered an early Jindan, and they were also smashed into a patties by the people of the North Fengguo Jindan. After several attacks, they all went smoothly and did not cause any casualties.

However, the speed of Yin is so slow, and there is also a disadvantage. On a clear day, the reinforcements of the Beifeng royal family finally arrived.

Ukrainian pressure on a Jindan period monk, the number is about a hundred people, hand-held various magic weapons fly in the air, surrounded by the big ship where Yin left.

A handsome young man in the crowd who hovered in the air with a golden-winged Dapeng was very eye-catching. He saw him wearing a golden crown and wearing a gold armor. He held a shot and painted it.

The ash smoke is sitting in the cabin and looking out from the half-open window: "Who is that?"

The people of the North Fengguo who stood next to each other were a bit complicated. Although they knew that the Emperor Beifeng had learned that the two emperors had been scrapped, they would be furious and sent troops to encircle them. But they did not expect to send hundreds of Jindan in one breath. Monk.

This is almost three-quarters of the strength of the North Fengguo. Rounding off can be called the power of the whole country. On the side of the Sixth House of the Western Yin, there are only more than 50 ghosts in the Golden Age.

Who is strong and who is weak, at a glance.

The cold wind transited, and the wall grass was just around the corner.

Still the middle-aged woman, she said: "That is our great emperor, Feng Qingpeng. He is more than two hundred years old and has been cultivated in the middle of Jindan. It is the comprehension genius of Beifeng." The golden-winged Dapeng under his feet is a unique source, but the demon beast in the early days of the demon. They both fight side by side, the power is not a simple one plus one, even the power of the early Yuan Ying can be killed."

Yang gray smoke a pair of peach eyes sparkling: "Wolf? This year there are actually monsters?"

According to ancient legends, hundreds of thousands of years ago, when human monks had not yet emerged, and everywhere in the mainland like grasshoppers, there were many monsters on this continent. However, the demon cultivating speed is slow, and the treacherous treacherous is no match for human beings. Gradually, it is eaten and slaughtered by a human monk who dominates the mainland.

For nearly 10,000 years, the entire mainland has never heard of the rumors of the beast. I did not expect that the Beifeng royal family actually still has one.

Yang gray smoke excitedly rolled up the sleeves, sharpening the knife, ready to personally shot: "Master, this is a good thing, let the slaves give you a soup, drink, make up!"

The monks of Jindan in Beifeng heard the stunned words, saying that the things are rare, and the only remaining monsters in the whole continent, even if they are caught back as mascots, they will have a face to show off, who still wants to eat, violent things .

Yin diverted to the head of his own little male pet: "I didn't hear it, people can kill even the early monks of Yuan Ying, you are still waiting."

Yang gray smoke flattened the flat mouth, who said that it is hard to hit hard, there is always a chance to let that person separate a bird, each broken. However, he heard the master's disapproval, and thousands of poisons can only be dead.

Hey, a fat bird...

Yin Li told the middle-aged woman: "Can you trouble the seniors one thing, please ask the Grand Emperor to come over and tell me."

The middle-aged beauty woman hesitated a little: "This..." If the six imperial guardians of the West Yin have saved their murderous minds, she did not inadvertently help them.

Compared with the eyes of the unmanned, the two emperors who have just used their own, the great prince is very talented and more popular.

Yin Li saw her hesitation and gentleness: "The predecessors don't have to worry. I have never had the meaning of fighting with the North Feng Kingdom. If we can talk with the great emperor, turn the enemy into a friend, and form an alliance, it is a win-win outcome. ""

Yang ash and cold cold supplement: "Even if you can't talk about it, can your big prince really dare to work on our six princes?"

What he said was unreasonable, but he broke a cruel fact. The Beifeng royal family was irritated again, and did not dare to actually kill Yin. If the angered West Yin royal family was angered, the army would invade and eventually the North Feng royal family would suffer.

At this time, the white-bearded old man of Beifengguo suddenly spoke: "The six emperors said yes, it is best to be an enemy, you go."

The middle-aged woman was surprised and looked around and found that most of her companions were slightly beheading her. She thought a little and finally figured out the key points. If the great emperor can really become a friend with the Sixth House of the Western Yin, and the two sides form an alliance again, then their previous crime of "rebelling against the enemy" will naturally not be investigated. It is.

"That's good, try your best."

The middle-aged woman turned out of the cabin and flew into the air for a group of monks in the air. Perhaps because of the familiar face, she did not receive too much blocking, and she saw the great prince.

The two sides have been talking for a long time. Although Yin and others are not able to hear them below, they also want to come out. The middle-aged woman is trying her best to persuade the two sides.

At the time of the sunset, she finally brought back good news.

"The big prince agreed to peace talks."

"The seniors worked hard."

Yin was a little smile, everything was in his budget, and the big prince of the North Fengguo was really smarter.

The Great Emperor of Beifeng, with a group of Beifeng monks, fell on the deck. Fortunately, the ship that was hired was too big to be overcrowded.

Yin Li personally came out to meet, leading Feng Qingpeng into the cabin, the two sitting opposite.

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Yang gray smoke came up to soak the tea, Yin away from the polite way: "Going out, the hospitality is not good, please don't mind the big hall."

Feng Qingpeng did not touch the teacup, and his face was cold and cold: "I heard that the Sixth Hall has captured my second brother?"

Yin Li smiled and said: "Can I talk to the Great Hall?"

Feng Qingpeng decided to watch him for a while, waving a wave to the Beifeng monk behind him, indicating that they all went out.

After all, it is on the enemy's territory. Those who are afraid of him have been concealed and hesitant: "The Great Hall..."

Feng Qinghong said: "I didn't hear my words!"

Seeing his anger, those people, though not feeling right, obeyed the order and quit the cabin.

Yin is away from the Yang Shi smoke behind him and said: "You also go out for a while."

Yang Shiyan’s unspeakable eyes widened: “Master...”

Yin lifted his eyes: "Well?"

Yang ash smoked and complained, and reluctantly withdrew from the cabin. Although it is possible to guess the master's thoughts faintly, the master only has to repair the initial stage of the foundation, and it is too dangerous to face the monks in the middle of Jindan alone.

There are only two people left in the cabin, and Feng Qingpeng’s expression has a hint of admiration: “The Six Halls are courageous.”

Yin is a faint smile: "There is a wise man under the Great Hall. I have heard about your deeds for a long time. My heart has been handed over for a long time. Today, I saw it well."

Under the triple pressure of ruthless scum and vicious stepmother, plus a single stupid brother, I can still retain the position of the crown prince, and conquer a group of confidants, regardless of strength, wisdom or heart, far beyond ordinary people.

After Yin knows that the person who came is the great emperor of Beifeng, he knows that the enemies are friends and non-enemy, or that the enemies of the enemy are natural alliances.

"I heard that my six brothers have captured my second brother?" Ming Ming is exactly the same words. At this time, from the mouth of Feng Qingpeng, the tone is very different, with a hint of killing in the gloomy.

Yin smiled and said: "Under the Great Hall, his cultivation and state of mind have been abandoned, and this life can not be your opponent."

Feng Qingpeng sneered: "I didn't see his body. I was always upset." As long as the stupid brother is still alive, his father will never give up and regard himself as the only heir.

Yin looked at him with pity: "The heroes under the Great Hall are actually trapped in the hands of a vicious woman. Even if it is me, I feel aggrieved for you. As long as you say a word, I wish you a helping hand and sweep you. All obstacles before the throne."

Feng Qingpeng’s eyes brightened and he was forced to press his inner excitement. He agreed to peace talks this time, that is, there is such a mind. Unexpectedly, the Sixth King of Yin Yin took the initiative to raise it out, and the situation in front of him was more perfect than he imagined.

He knows that there is no free lunch in the world, and calmly asks: "What are the conditions for you in Xiyin?"

Yin sighed and sighed: "As long as your Highness can give me a rare magic weapon of the Blood Sea Devil's Treasure, it is enough."

Feng Qingpeng rubbed the teacup in his hand and broke the words: "You want the fairy sect Luo Dian?"

After all, he is the great emperor of Beifeng. He knows that these secrets are also in the expectation of Yin: "Yes, if the Great Hall can help me get the fairy temple, I will not only help you to sit on the throne of the North Fengguo, but also Can send you the Western Yin's fairy revolving mirror."

That piece of garbage fairy, if it can really give the pot to the North Fengguo, Xi Yin will really be grateful to Dade.

Feng Qinghong’s faint ecstasy is obviously very heart-wrenching: “The six halls say nothing, and I am willing to make a vow with me.”

Yin should be a bite: "This is nature."

The two reached out to the palms and held each other's hands, and each made a vow.

With the oath of alliance, the trust between Yin and Feng Qingpeng was a thousand miles away. The two discussed some details. The more they said, the more they voted, the faint feeling of companion.

Yang gray smoke stood outside the cabin and stretched his ears trying to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

A tall shadow shrouded him: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Yang gray smoke does not look at it, and impatiently waved away: "Roll, don't worry about it." He is always ready to rush in and save his master in the crisis.

That voice is also angry: "Who are you calling?"

There is a glimmer of sorrow in the eyes of Yang Shiyan, and this person is not interested in the heart, in the future...

He looked back and saw a huge colorful bird head, burning black anger in the round eyes. Even in the night, the gorgeous colorful feathers are still dazzling.

It is just lying on the ground, the height is more than the gray smoke of the Yang, if you stand up, afraid that it is as high as two-story building. With the wings open, they can cover their big ship.

Yang ash smoked, and could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

This fat bird can't be stewed in one pot...

The author has something to say: Golden-winged Dapeng: I am so scared when I see such a prestige, hehe!

Yang gray smoke: This bird is good fat ~~~ The owner can eat for a long time~~~~

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