Chapter 2779: Confrontation with the Jinpeng Clan I’m Back

"Disciples have experienced fighting, and their fate is determined by life and death. You, a powerful man in the quasi-holy realm, actually took action against a realm king. Aren't you afraid that the news will spread and the Jinpeng tribe will lose face?" Qingyan Clan leader said.

"It's shameless to do such a self-destructive thing and bully a small one." Ji Caicai pouted her mouth and muttered in a low voice.

"As a quasi-sage, you should understand that if you kill Zhuo Bufan, it will cause karma for yourself. When the calamity comes, the power will be doubled, making it more difficult to enter the saint's realm." Lord Zulong sighed.

"Lord Lao Zulong is concerned about this, but Zhuo Bufan is not in the Jinpeng clan now." The Jinpeng clan leader said with a slight smile.

The eyes in the sky were stagnant, and the expressions of Qing Wei and others became slightly stiff. The Jinpeng clan clearly took Zhuo Bufan away, so how could he not be among the Jinpeng clan now?

"Lord Zulong, Zhuo Bufan..." Clan Chief Qingyan asked in a low voice.

Master Zulong shook his head and said: "I didn't find Zhuo Bufan's aura in the Jinpeng clan. With my spiritual power, unless it is a saint-level magic weapon, I can't cover anyone's aura. There should be no saint-level magic weapon in the Jinpeng clan. "The more powerful a magic weapon is, the more difficult it is to refine. Moreover, magic weapons that reach the Qiankun level will cause disasters from heaven and earth during refining because they are too powerful. The success rate is very slim. Saint-level magic weapons are even more difficult. Saint Xialing Zhe and others also

It took countless time to travel around the universe to collect all kinds of rare treasures, and then I just managed to refine one.

"Zhuo Bufan was indeed taken away by the Jinpeng clan, but now you are saying that he is not in the Jinpeng clan? How can there be such a truth in the world." Qing Wei gritted his silver teeth and took a step forward, not afraid of the pressure of the Jinpeng clan leader. The voice was crisp.

The Jinpeng clan leader looked so kind and cheerful. It was for the sake of Lord Zulong that even an ordinary realm king like Qing Wei dared to interrupt, which immediately made his expression darken slightly.

An immense pressure fell on Qing Wei, causing the latter's complexion to suddenly turn pale, and all the bones in his body seemed to be crushed to pieces.

"Clan Chief Jinpeng, is this how you bully your juniors?" Clan Chief Qingyan took a step forward, looking directly at the latter with lightning-like eyes.

Patriarch Qingyan exuded a tyrannical pressure, which directly offset the pressure exerted by Patriarch Jinpeng, making Qingyan feel much more relaxed.

"Does a junior have the right to interrupt? Do you Dragon Clan really think that our Jinpeng Clan is easy to bully and don't take our Jinpeng Clan seriously?" the Jinpeng Clan leader sneered.

The two men were confronting each other, and as the two momentums collided, even the space above the square showed signs of distortion.

"Do you want to be reasonable?" At this time, a young man from the Jinpeng tribe came out, looked at Qing Wei coldly, and said with a touch of contempt on the corner of his mouth: "Only the weak will beg the strong to reason with them, Zhuo Bufan that Trash is dead.”

"You're talking nonsense! He's not dead." Qing Huan's beautiful eyes were filled with anger as she glared at the former.

The former is the Golden Winged Realm Emperor, the first genius of the Jinpeng clan. He has already condensed two reincarnation platforms, and his reputation among the younger generation is much higher than that of King Qinghao.

"Chief Jinpeng, Zhuo Bufan is kind to our Dragon Clan. What's more, he is a strong human from the Star Alliance. He came to our Dragon Clan specifically to gain experience. If we can't defend even one person, how will our Dragon Clan's face be saved?" Master Zulong said. Slowly.

With one sentence, the coercion from heaven swept away again. Even the leader of the Jinpeng clan took a few steps back. There was still a huge gap between the quasi-sage and the true saint. "Lord Zulong, a little realm king asked you to come forward in person. It seems that the boy is really proud, but I, the Jinpeng Clan, are not easy to be pinched." The Jinpeng Clan leader said with cold eyes, "The Ancient Demon Seal Take it easy, Lord Zulong during this time

He must have been busy repairing the sealed treasures, which consumed a lot of energy and essence. "

"Chief Jinpeng, what do you mean by this?" Qing Yan frowned. The leader of the Jinpeng clan said in a strong tone: "Just today, Saint Xialing sent someone to send the jade order, and I crushed it into pieces. Don't you know it yet? Our Jinpeng clan also has a real saint sitting in charge. If it is the dragon clan, Want to start a war with my Jinpeng tribe?

The Jinpeng clan will accompany you to the end! "

After a moment of silence in the square, an uproar broke out, followed immediately by whispers, one after another.

Everyone knew that Saint Xialing sent someone to deliver the jade order, and everyone also speculated that the Jinpeng ancestor might have broken through to the saint realm and was still in the Jinpeng clan. However, when they heard the Jinpeng clan leader personally speaking out and confirming this matter, everyone His complexion changed slightly.

If the Jinpeng ancestor is really alive and has entered the realm of saints, then the Jinpeng clan has enough strength to compete with the Dragon clan.

The expressions of the disciples of the Dragon Clan also became a little ugly. The four dragon clan chiefs were also stunned for a moment. Although the strength of the four clan chiefs was not weaker than that of the Jinpeng clan leader, due to the refining and repair of the Demon-Sealing Bell, their true energy and spiritual energy were also extremely depleted. If the Jinpeng clan really has a saint sitting in charge, So dragon

The clan does not have much advantage.

What's more, at this juncture when the ancient demon's seal is loosened, if the Dragon Clan goes to war with the Jinpeng Clan, there may be endless troubles.

"It's just a small realm king, why make things so big? What do you think, Master Zulong?" The Jinpeng clan leader smiled half-heartedly, with a sinister arc at the corner of his mouth.

The four dragon clan chiefs did not speak, but focused their attention on Master Zulong.

Such an important matter still requires Master Zulong to make a decision! "I didn't expect that Ancestor Jinpeng actually came back from the original universe, and successfully entered the realm of saints. I'm very happy to celebrate." Master Zulong looked as usual and said: "However, if our Dragon Clan cannot even protect a human cultivator, Then neither do I, the Dragon Clan.

Cherish the fight. "

The sky was filled with uproar again.

Everyone was in an uproar, not expecting Lord Zulong to have such a tough attitude.

"One more thing, I need to remind you that if you don't release Zhuo Bufan, the consequences will probably not be borne by your Jin Roc clan." Lord Zulong added.

The four ancestral dragons were stunned, as were Qing Wei, Lei Yuan, Zhang Su and others.

Unexpectedly, Master Zulong valued Zhuo Bufan so much that he would not even hesitate to start a war with the Jinpeng tribe.

"Zhuo Bufan is so virtuous and capable that Lord Zulong protects him like this." In the crowd, Jiang Tai clenched his fists with both hands, and his face showed jealousy and sternness.

"I'm afraid it's more than that to make Master Zulong not hesitate to go to war with the Jinpeng clan." Daojun shook his head slightly. Naturally, the Seven Ancient Clan did not expect that a human cultivator would actually bring matters to such an extent. The Eight Ancient Clan and the Dragon Clan had some grievances and conflicts in ancient times. However, after millions of years, this kind of resentment

and conflicts have gradually faded away.

The more important reason is that the dragon clan is too powerful, so powerful that they dare not even think about it.

But the Jinpeng clan, the strongest of the eight ancient clans, now has a true saint and a quasi-sage strongman, and it seems that they also have the capital to compete with the dragon clan.

Just when the atmosphere was a bit solidified and the smell of gunpowder filled the air, in the distance, a figure with a flying sword and an elegant figure drew an arc of light in the sky and quickly rushed towards here.

"I'm back!" followed by a hearty and cheerful voice.