Chapter 399: .The Seven Demon Races of the Southern Wilderness

Numerous black snakes stood stiff in the air.
Then they all began to ooze blood.
Blood flowed from the dark scales, but soon the scales began to fall off together.
In a blink of an eye, numerous black sky snake big demon, all the scales of the snake were scattered, blood and blood blurred.
It even includes several snake clan great monsters in the thirteenth stage.
Everyone didn't even have a chance to resist, and they couldn't use their supernatural powers, and they were already bleeding.
However, all black snakes are still alive.
The stagnant time and space suddenly returned to normal.
As a result, the severely injured group of demons fell from mid-air to the ground below as if it were raining, splashing blood for a while, making it miserable.
"Black Sky Snake? I heard the eight sisters mentioned that there was one in the Qi'eryuan of Eastern Xinjiang. I wonder if they belonged to the same clan..."
Above the sky, a majestic and ethereal voice sounded, but it quickly went away and disappeared.
On a piece of flesh and blood, the contemporary patriarch of the Black Sky Snake clan tied the ring, struggling to raise his neck and head, looking in the direction where the voice disappeared.
Just when the whole family ran together, they encountered such a terrifying force that played their lives in their hands.
Is this terrifying strength the strength of Chang'an City?
Fortunately, the other party is still merciful.
But then, he must obediently go to the ancestral land of the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird clan.
Binhuan was sure that if they dared to escape, the whole army would be wiped out, and there would be no place to bury them together.
Speaking of which, the Golden-winged Roc Bird and their Black Sky Snake are dead enemies between the two races.
If it weren't for the fierce battle between the demon and the demons, and there were other foreign enemies, after Xuanfeng reached the fourteenth stage, I am afraid that they would be the first to use the Black Sky Snake clan.
But now, Xuanfeng is dead, and both of them have to submit to Chang'an together.
It is meaningless to mention all the things in the past...
Zhang Dongyun wouldn't care how melancholy Bound Ring felt.
He went straight to his next goal.
They are all within the range of Invincible City. For City Lord Zhang? Any place is always coming.
In the next moment, he reached the sky over a mountain range.
Here, there is a surging cyan light mist? Covering the mountain? An extremely ferocious and manic breath is coming from it.
Don't talk about ordinary creatures? It means that people or demons with weaker cultivation base will have violent and vicious thoughts when approaching here, and become bloodthirsty and vicious.
This is the unique racial talent of the Yingzou clan.
The main peak of this mountain range? Named the evil copper peak? It is the ancestral land where the Nanhuang 梼杌 family thrived.
At this moment, a group of shackled in the ancestral land, anxious.
The news from the Golden-winged Roc Bird? It made them hesitate as well.
Can the opponent win the Xuanfeng of the fourteenth stage? Obviously, the strength is not what their Evil Bronze Peak can resist.
But do you want to give in? That's not a good idea for Yingtiao.
This kind of vicious monster? The nature is extremely stubborn.
They don't even want to run away? Let alone surrender.
So? They can only think of other ways.
While everyone was waiting anxiously, a voice suddenly sounded from the sky:
"It turned out to be a demon clan from Nanzhan Tribe."
All the people were frightened and angry, and they looked up, but couldn't see the enemy.
There is only a majestic and ethereal voice? From the sky: "Ask for help from your clan? You are doing well."
The face of the patriarch of the 梼杌 clan changed slightly.
Previously, there was a clan elder who was at the thirteenth level like him? Leave on his order? Go out for help.
Could it be intercepted by the opponent?
On the Evil Copper Peak, a group of 杌杌 all roared.
Can't ask for help? They still refuse to give in, and want to fight Zhang Dongyun to the end.
However, they didn't know that Zhang Dongyun didn't intercept the old Yinglu who was asking for help.
"It doesn't look like you are planning to surrender." Zhang Dongyun waved casually, and the evil copper peak was torn apart immediately.
The huge mountains first cracked and collapsed, and then shattered into dust in a blink of an eye.
Hundreds of stilts on the mountain, no matter how big or small, fly in flesh and blood, and are also shattered by invisible power.
Their nature is stubborn and hard to change, and even their supernatural powers make them extremely strong and tough all over their bodies, their defenses are amazing, and they are better than countless fine gold irons.
But at this moment, in front of Zhang Dongyun, there is no difference whether it is wood or steel.
After Zhang Dongyun smoothed down the evil copper peak and the Nanhuang demon tribe, he clapped his hands, kept walking, and continued to the next place.
He stepped forward, and people became the ancestral land of colorful peacocks.
This place is full of green hills and green waters, and it is bright and beautiful, completely opposite to the evil copper peaks in Yingchao.
In fact, the Peacock clan is indeed much calmer than other monster clan.
Among the seven great monster races in the Southern Wilderness, the Peacock clan is the most peaceful, less fighting with other monster races, and less embarrassment with humans.
However, upon receiving a call from the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird about the city of Chang'an, the Peacock family did not set out to worship the Lord of Chang'an.
As a result, the Peacocks are more arrogant, and while being less hostile to others, it also means that they don't easily bow their heads to others.
Secondly, between them and the twelve Yamas of the past, there is a bit of a knot in their hearts...
Zhang Dongyun was not polite, and when he raised his hand, Ziqinglin, the ancestor of the Peacock clan, was caught in his palm just like the Zhongyue Temple in the Middle Earth.
The Peacock family, including the patriarch Kong Le, were all dumbfounded.
Although I also heard the news that Xuanfeng was beheaded, the Twelve Yamas had run rampant in the Southern Famine in the past years and hunted the peak Demon Emperor of the Sky Wolf clan, and everyone was somewhat prepared for this.
But now, it is clear that there is only one person shooting, but they have such a shocking ability.
This really broke the expectations of Kong Le and others again.
"Kong Le, your whole family has always been clean and self-loving. I don't have to be embarrassed now. I just leave it to you to do it."
Zhang Dongyun calmly ordered: "Go find the whereabouts of my sixth sister."
When the Wucai Peacock family heard the words, they were startled at first, and then all were silent.
Although it is not easy to immediately determine who the speaker is, the "six sisters" in the other party's mouth, they immediately knew it well.
Lu Xueyuan, the "Five-Colored God and Demon", ranked sixth among the twelve Yamas in the past, practicing the transformation of the colorful peacock of the magic way.
The Peacock clan has always been incompetent with the world and is kind to others.
If there is anything in this world that can irritate them, then the magical practitioners who take the blood of their clan and practice the transformation of the colorful peacock are one of the few.
So when the Twelve Yamas went down to the Southern Wilderness, some of the colorful peacock family, who had always been peaceful and uncompetitive, also participated in the war.
At that time, Lu Xueyuan handled the matter by himself, and did not go to the Ziqing Forest to make trouble afterwards, so Zhang Dongyun naturally didn't care about with the Peacocks.
In fact, it's hard to say that the former six sisters are now friends or foes with them.
Lu Xueyuan practiced the transformation of colorful peacocks, and now Kong Le and other great demons of the Peacock clan look for her, not to mention that it has an advantage, but it can also be regarded as making the best use of everything.
"Shall we... look for her?" Patriarch Kong Le took a deep breath and asked aloud.
Zhang Dongyun smiled: "Of course."
He detained the Peacock youngest and released the young man to run errands.
For other people or monsters, hostages and monsters may not be useful.
But for Kong Le and the others, it's impossible to leave them alone.
So Zhang Dongyun didn't worry that the peacocks released would just run away.
After concocting the group of peacocks, City Lord Zhang went to the last goal of the Southern Wilderness Monster Race.
You Luoyuan.
This is the ancestral land of the Youhuai clan.
Unlike the two birds flying in the sky, a snake swimming in the water, and the three beasts running on the ground, Youhuai is a demon clan with spirits.
Golden-winged roc bird, colorful peacock, black sky snake, 梼杌, 狻猊, sea-fire tiger, plus Youhuai, are now the seven most powerful of the thousands of demon races in the southern wilderness.
Its status is roughly equivalent to that of the six dynasties, three Buddhist temples, and San Dadaomen Holy Land in Central China.
The other monster races in the Southern Wilderness are basically attached to these seven families.
Youhuai is a great demon of plants and trees. Relatively speaking, his activities are not so convenient. Therefore, it seems that he only sticks to his own one-third of acre, and is not an enemy of outsiders.
But they are fundamentally different from colorful peacocks.
The colorful peacock is really peaceful and noble, but Youhuai just looks so.
The area of ​​Youluoyuan keeps expanding outward every year, every month, and every day.
The true root system of each Youhuai plant is under the Youluoyuan, constantly expanding, getting deeper and wider.
The end is, steady and steady, step by step.
Let them continue to develop, and sooner or later, the entire Southern Wilderness will become a part of You Luoyuan.
Therefore, whether it was the Sirius clan dominating half of the southern wilderness more than 30 years ago, or the rise of the golden-winged roc bird clan in recent years, they have all suppressed the Youhuai clan.
If it weren't for the powerful enemies of the Demon Dao that were also entrenched in the Southern Wilderness, Youhuai and Heitian Snake would be the first targets of the Golden Winged Roc Bird.
Even after being suppressed, the Youhuai clan are still masters.
Especially their ancestral land You Luoyuan, almost integrated with them all, deservedly the strongest of the seven monster ancestors.
Of course, they also received a call from the Golden Winged Roc Bird clan.
Regarding the strong Chang'an City, the Youhuai clan also had a lot of discussions.
"My family has always been taboo by other races. This time, it may be an opportunity."
In the center of Youluoyuan, there is an old locust tree with a height of hundreds of feet, the trunk is like a sky-high pillar, and the luxuriant branches and leaves occupying a large area of ​​space around it alone, a voice came out: "Our choices are really not many."
You Huai, with a high cultivation level, can abandon his body and travel far away. Even if his body is destroyed, he can still survive, but he is destined to be severely injured.
"Chang'an City, can it hold us?" There were towering ancient locust trees all around, and the tone was uneasy at this time.
The huge Youhuai plant in the center of You Luoyuan was the patriarch Canghui.
He continued to speak at this time: "Although the Twelve Yamas swept the Southern Famine more than 30 years ago, they only wiped out the races that were enemies or invaded Middle-earth, and did not make us sad."
Hearing the words, other Youhuai all pondered.
"Back then, they didn't care how our clan survived and expanded, but now they have enough minds to hold us."
Canghui said slowly: "In other words, I am confident that there are methods that can control us."