Chapter 712 Hundred Clans in the Mainland, the Feathered Clan!
"Looks like you've heard of it." Seeing Luo Chen's expression, Mu Feng smiled. He was not surprised that Luo Chen knew these secrets. After all, Luo Chen was the descendant of Jianzu, and it was normal to know some secrets. of.
What's more, the news of the puppet door is actually not a secret. Anyone who has reached the Three Holy Realm knows this news, but many people regard the existence of the puppet door as a legend.
Luo Chen didn't speak, but his eyes still stared at Mu Feng, with a bit of inquiring in his eyes.
"All the organs of this Divine Beast Sect are from my hands," Mu Feng raised his hand and waved a barrier to isolate him and Luo Chen from the outside world, and then said amazingly.
"Senior is actually the descendant of the puppet door?!"
Hearing Mu Feng's words, Luo Chen couldn't help but widen his eyes. Rao is because of his amazing temperament, and he couldn't help but lose his temper at this moment.
. The secret revealed by Mu Feng is really too amazing. What a huge force in the ancient puppet door, all the powerful people from the hundreds of clans are among them, and the ancient mechanism technique has gathered the wisdom of the hundreds of clans.
Since Mu Feng is the descendant of Puppet Sect, even if he does not get all the inheritance of Puppet Sect, the inheritance he masters is enough to establish a great religion on Qiankun Continent!
"At the beginning of the collapse of the puppet door, of course there was a reason for the ancient beasts, but there was also the betrayal of hundreds of clans," Mu Feng looked at Luo Chen with a bit of killing intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "Back then, the puppet door was a The feathered tribe opened the mechanism from the inside and joined forces with the ancient beasts to destroy it. I was locked in the earth vein by my brothers and sisters with all my strength, and I escaped the catastrophe!
Later, the first-generation Sect Master of the God Beast Sect accidentally broke into the place where I was sealed, broke the seal unintentionally, and woke me up. In return, I assisted him in establishing the God Beast Sect, and the Cloud Swallowing Beast and the seven buildings of the God Beast Sect were also me. given to him. "
Hearing Mu Feng's words, Luo Chen's expression changed, but he did not expect that the destruction of the Puppet Gate and the establishment of the Divine Beast Sect would be so secretive.
And Luo Chen also noticed the key in Mu Feng's words.
"The Feather Race?" Luo Chen frowned, his expression solemn.
This clan is the top three races of the hundred clans. There are not many clansmen, and there are less than a thousand people in total, but each Yuren clan is a rare genius on the mainland.
The Feathermen are the peak Martial Emperors from birth. With the growth of age, most of the Feathermen can easily break through to the Martial Saint Realm, and a small number of Feathermen can easily break through to the Holy Master and the Holy Master.
It's just that although this race is one of the hundred tribes in the Qiankun Continent, it lives on the Xihe Continent suspended above the Qiankun Continent.
This news was only known to Luo Chen after he obtained the sword ancestor Jianjing. Before that, Luo Chen did not know that this race existed, and it also existed in Xihe Continent, which was related to Zhaowu Formation Emperor. !
And what Luo Chen cares about most is that there is a lot of grievances between this race and Jianzu!
When Jianzu was practicing abroad, he once discovered a secret realm, and that secret realm was also discovered by the genius of the feather people. The two sides fought fiercely. Jianzu repelled the genius of the feather people. Later, when exploring the secret realm, Jianzu was surrounded by a large number of feathered clan masters, and almost fell into the secret realm!
Later, when Jianzu broke through the Holy Master and entered the legendary realm above the Holy Master, he once landed on the Xihe Continent, split a city of the Yuren clan in two, and left a century-old in its holy land. Sword marks!