At one moment, a muffled thunder resounded in the night, rumbling and shaking, and it was thousands or tens of thousands of miles away, but it alarmed the ancient city.

Trepid~~~

Immediately, a loud and extremely loud voice echoed throughout the sky.

Under the night, a peacock with gorgeous wings, dazzling colors, and strong spirit comes from the south, sprinkling endless divine light.

"Maroon King!"

Some people in the ancient city exclaimed, some were shocked, and some even ran away in sight, but more people approached the ancient house.

Bang ~

In the ancient house, he was shocked by the singing of birds. Zeng Yan's hand trembled and disappeared after the "Emperor's Controversy".

"Maybe it's hard to disobey God's will. I, Zeng Yan, can't compare to my ancestors..."

The old man sighed softly in his heart.

He looked up at the peacock who came from the south, with a lofty aura and a rebellious expression, and said loudly: "I don't know what is important to come by the Peacock King?"

"My brother was killed by your Confucian disciple!"

The sharp but not harsh squeal sounded throughout the night, but it was full of coldness: "When you swallow eighty cities, the disciples of the Confucian sect will give my brother's spirit!"

Huh huh huh ~

As the sound waves whistled, a strong wind suddenly erupted between the sky and the earth.

There are thousands or tens of thousands of miles apart, and the earth is filled with sand and stones. Under the strong wind, countless mud, sand and stones soar into the sky.

Even the entire ancient city was trembling and roaring, and the formations and restrictions placed outside seemed to have completely lost their effect.

Before he finished speaking, thousands of people in the city had already broken through houses and flew into the sky, as if they were about to fall into the mouth of the peacock.

"How dare you do this?!"

Zeng Yan was angry and shouted a long time ago. It seemed that a river of heaven and earth appeared.

The river was shining that day, its shape was as majestic as a dragon, and its aura was as if it was illuminating the entire night. All the flying people were wrapped in the long river and put back into the city.

"The great river of Confucianism? Zeng Yan, you can't stop me!"

With a long sound, the Peacock King cut through the void for hundreds of miles, and a hazy five-colored light appeared on his wings, and he was about to brush the long river.

"Five-colored divine light..."

An Qisheng, staring at this scene, couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. This five-colored divine light was naturally far from comparable to the one he saw in the mind of the Sun Travel God.

But apart from being immature and lacking in essence, it is not much different from the five paths of divine light formed by his five qi dynasties...

"Five-colored divine light! The Peacock King actually mastered the five-colored divine light!"

Some Confucian disciples were shocked.

I don’t know how many great magical powers appeared in the Battle of the Sky, but the five-colored divine light must be the best among them!

The only thing that can compare with it is besides the vast river of Confucianism, there is only the same unpredictable yin and yang energy that are both yin and yang.

Some Confucian disciples were also excited and determined to win the long river of Haoran.

But, beyond anyone's expectations.

This brush was lost.

The long river of Haoran disappeared directly as the divine light intertwined with five colors whistled and went.

"The ancestor and his ancestors were called the two Kongs, and they had the friendship of fighting side by side. How could the vast river be contrary to the five-colored divine light?"

Zeng Yan took back the long river of Haoran and sighed as he looked at the Mauryan King spreading his wings and singing high.

Once upon a time, the shemale and demon tribes were able to fight side by side. Although there was discord, it was in no way harmful.

Although the relationship between the Confucian clan and the Peacock clan is not very good, it is not as good as it is now.

"Dare you still dare to mention the ancestor of your family?"

The Peacock King whispered: "A sour and stinky scholar, how can he compare his virtue with my ancestors?

Do you still dare to live above my ancestors?"

boom!

The wind is violent, the earth is shaking in the city, and countless houses are shaking.

Many Confucian disciples climbed up to the eaves of the roof, and when they heard this sentence, they couldn't help but get furious: "The person who was furry and horned is not worthy of his name to my master!"

"court death!"

The Peacock King was furious like thunder, spread his wings to set off a frenzy in the sky, and rushing down in the boundless thunder and thunder, and destroying the entire city.

"Enough!"

Zeng Yan shouted coldly and suppressed the riots in the city. He had already soared into the air and rushed towards the Peacock King at a speed that seemed slow but actually fast.

boom!

A shocking roar sounded.

Zeng Yan was wearing five-colored divine light, but he had no resistance to the five-colored divine light that covered him.

"you?"

The Peacock King looked at the old man in shock.

"Is this the five-colored divine light? It is worthy of being a world-class magical power..."

With the five colors lingering, Zeng Yan felt the changes around his body, and his expression was calm and calm: "Your brother was killed by the Confucian disciples. As the leader of the Confucian sect, I should pay my life on my behalf."

His deadline is approaching, but he has no time to explore what happened, and he does not want to kill the Peacock King to increase the hatred between the shemale demons.

"I just hope that the Peacock King will not kill him, so as not to blaspheme the struggles that my ancestors had before..."

In the shocked gaze of the Peacock King, he slowly closed his eyes and let the five-colored divine lights brush it into it.

"teacher!"

"granduncle!"

"Senior Brother Zeng!"

.....

Trepid~~~

Crying, screaming, and roaring loudly in the neck resounded for a moment.

Then, many pictures began to fade, and eventually, like porcelain falling to the ground, it completely shattered and turned into countless streamers.

I was immersed in An Qisheng's heart.

That is the Tao and Dharma principles contained in this ancient scroll.

Huh ~

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, and with a casual finger, a ray of bright light flowed over his fingertips.

The light is dim, but it is shining brightly, as if it may be blown out by the wind at any time, but it also has a breath of endless tenacity in it.

Zeng San's pupils shrank and he was finally moved:
Chapter completed!