Chapter 2701: The Drought Clan is here!

Chapter 2702 The Drought Clan is here!

"Broken!"

"The ban on the Temple of Heavenly Demon is finally broken..."

"Brothers, there are treasures inside. Whoever gets the treasures can fly into the sky..."

Suddenly, the sky was full of noisy sounds. Suddenly, a strong energy wave came from the sky, causing many people to change their expressions. Immediately, all their eyes were projected on a figure in the front of the Heavenly Demon Hall. It is Jinpeng Langjun.

A pair of broad golden wings spread out behind Jinpeng Langjun, full of plump and sharp sword-like plumes, shimmering with sharp chill under the light.

"Everyone, I want some treasures from the Heavenly Demon Palace! As for other treasures, I can leave them to you. If anyone wants to **** treasures from my Jinpeng Clan, he declares that he is an enemy of Jinpeng Langjun. Don't blame me for being cruel!" Jinpeng Langjun turned around, like a god, passing by everyone like an eagle watching a wolf.

Feeling the vigorous vitality fluctuations in Jinpeng Langjun's body, many people's expressions changed suddenly.

Too overbearing!

"The prohibition of the Heavenly Demon Temple was opened by everyone. Could it be that the treasures in it can only be owned by your Jinpeng Clan?"

"Yes, why..."

"Although your Jinpeng clan is strong, we have a lot of people."

Jinpeng Langjun's eyes suddenly chilled, and his gaze fell on one of the most energetic practitioners, who was the King of the Eight Yuan Realm. Among this group of adventurous practitioners, his strength could rank in the upper middle position.

Whoosh!

A piece of golden feather fell off from the wings and turned into a ray of extremely pale golden light, tearing the air, and blasting towards the eight-element realm king with a sharp whistling sound.

"Jinpeng Langjun, you are deceiving too much!" The Eight Yuan Realm King roared, and at the same time, he whizzed out from his body, punched out, and the space showed some signs of distortion.

But that piece of golden feather did not receive any hindrance, suddenly poured in from the throat of the Eight Yuan Realm King, penetrating before and after.

A splash of blood spattered.

The Eight Element Realm King Leng was standing in the air, his face twisted with muscles, showing an extremely painful expression.

Suddenly, the Eight Yuan Realm King's body shot out beams of light the size of a thumb, and hundreds of beams burst out of his body, bright and dazzling.

Awning!

The body burst into a cloud of blood, filling the air.

This scene caused many practitioners with anger in their eyes to be stunned, their pupils shrank like soybeans, and a chill appeared all over their bodies.

That was the Eight Element Realm King Realm. It was not a cat or a dog, and the practitioners who ventured into the ancient magic forbidden area were by no means inferior.

However, Jinpeng Langjun understated the second killing of the latter, which made many practitioners panicked and filled with fear.

"Why do you want to ask me? It is my strength!" Jin Peng Langjun slightly narrowed his eyes, and his sharp gaze slowly flicked through the air like a blade. Everyone avoided their eyes and did not dare to respond to his sharpness.

"My Jinpeng clan is naturally not the kind of arrogant and domineering group. As I said, my Jinpeng clan will take the treasure first, and the rest will be shared equally with you. If anyone dares to object, stand up." Jinpeng Langjun Speaking loudly, Yuanli wrapped the voice, melodiously spreading away.

The whole sky is silent, and the lessons for the past are in front of you. Who dares to speak out against it.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Jin Peng Lang Jun was very satisfied, and his lips also slowly outlined a sharp curve.

"The Jinpeng Clan is really generous, and will give us other treasures." At this moment, an extremely abrupt voice came from the rear.

When the sound came, the eyes of countless cultivators in the sky moved away, and a group of figures were rushing towards the sky with the sound of rushing wind. There were about hundreds of people, and everyone exuded a tyrannical aura.

Jin Peng Langjun frowned, and a little cold luster appeared in the depths of his eyes.

This group of people suddenly came to the sky outside the Heavenly Demon Hall, and everyone exuded a powerful aura.

"Brother Qiu Fan, that's him, who wants to kill Big Brother and me and Sister Jing..." In the crowd, a pretty woman with a frosty face, a green jade finger, pointed at Jin Peng Lang Jundao in the air.

This group of people are from the Hanyan tribe, and they are the people called by the severe rain and Bajiming who escaped.

In the crowd, the head was a man with a body like an iron tower, eyes like electricity, staring at Jinpeng Langjun.

"Oh, it turned out to be Qiu Fan. Unexpectedly, even you are here?" A smile was raised from the corner of Jin Peng Langjun's mouth.

"Jin Peng Langjun, if I don't come, would you dare to kill even the members of my Dryman tribe, and even dare to **** my Dryman tribe's treasure?" The iron tower man said coldly.

He faces up to the leader of the Hanyan tribe's youth, Qiu Fan, who is also a strong man in the pinnacle realm.

"The two of them are from the Dryman tribe?" Jin Peng Langjun looked surprised, "This, I just learned about it, but even if I do..."

Jinpeng Langjun suddenly stopped, and then his eyes were filled with a fierce color, "Block my way, kill me!"

"Do you really think that I have no one else?" Qiu Fan said, his body's vitality surged, his body immediately swelled in a circle, and he glared at the former.

"Chou Fan, although you are powerful, you have forgotten that you were a defeated opponent in my last experience." Jin Peng Langjun sneered.

The two people looked at each other from the air, as if two electric lights collided, and the electric flowers shone.

"Someone came out..."

"There are still people in the Heavenly Demon Palace..."

"When did they enter the Temple of Heavenly Demon?"

"Isn't it a member of the ancient demons?"

Suddenly, a series of surprising noises rang one after another, and the eyes of Jin Peng Langjun and Qiu Fan were immediately projected over, and two figures came out at the entrance of the Heavenly Demon Palace, a man and a woman.

The man's long, jet-black hair wafts in the wind, his figure is slender and tall, with a long sword behind him, and the temperament of a cold river reflecting the moon.

The woman's three thousand green silks are hanging down, the ends of her hair are rolling, her cold sharp face is cold and cold, her eyes are big and clear, like a pure lily.

"Young Master Zhuo, elder sister!" Yan Yu saw the two of them, and his face suddenly burst into surprise.

"The King of Shadow Killers, Xiao Jing." When Ba Jiming saw the two, a huge rock fell in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, Jin Peng Langjun's face changed slightly, from stunned to gloomy. He did not expect that he was fortunate to have broken the restrictions of the Heavenly Demon Palace outside, and Zhuo Bufan and Yan Jing had already entered the Heavenly Demon. temple.

"The King of Shadow Killer, you made me easy to find!" Jinpeng Langjun narrowed his eyes slightly, his palms were slowly closed, his fists were clenched, his eyes were filled with ice-like coldness.

After Zhuo Bufan had absorbed the Primordial Soul Soul, he found that the prohibition of the Heavenly Demon Palace was being bombarded. He knew that he might encounter Jinpeng Langjun when he came out of the main hall, but he had no other way. Besides, Zhuo Bufan wanted to avenge that palm. , There is no need to bypass Jinpeng Langjun.

He also wanted to try the power of the "Blood Staining Technique" recompiled by the mysterious carapace.

Jinpeng Langjun is the test stone.