Chapter 89: Golden Winged Dapeng Clan, Noble Phantasm Advancement
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed.

There is a tense atmosphere in the wilderness.

Ten days ago, all the powerful members of the Tuoba family, a major clan in the Wilderness, were wiped out, and more than 90% of the cultivators above the Cave Heaven Realm were killed or injured.

Then, overnight, the Tuoba clan, a top power that once dominated an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles, was destroyed by their former enemies.

in the next few days.

In the Rain Clan of the Shi Kingdom, a strong man died inexplicably.

The Rain King is nowhere to be found.

In the huge Prince Yu’s Palace, there were only a group of little guys in the Cave Heaven Realm left.

When a powerful warrior in the Formation Realm of Prince Yu's Palace who was outside heard the news and rushed back, Prince Yu's Palace was directly sealed off and no one was allowed to leave.

A few days later, the Yang family was destroyed.

There are rumors that on the day of the Yang family's demise, a terrifying skull shadow hovered above the Yang family's territory.

I could faintly hear the Yang family warrior calling out a name.

That name is 'Tang San'.

Two days ago, the sacred mountain and Linghu where the Demon Spirit Lake was located disappeared, and along with it, countless cultivators of the Demon Spirit Lake also disappeared.

If the deaths of the powerful men from previous forces could make the forces in the Wilderness less nervous.

When all the cultivators in the Demon Spirit Lake, including the Venerable, disappeared without a trace, many forces in the Wilderness became uneasy.

They speculated that there must be a powerful person who was doing the killing, and it might even be related to the Tang San who came out.

But after searching through all the information about Tang San, they discovered that this sea cultivator named Tang San had only appeared when the Fire Immortal was fighting the Sea Dragon Venerable.

It is said that the other party once joined forces with the Fire Immortal, and at that time he had the strength comparable to that of an ordinary Venerable.

After such a long time, his strength must have improved greatly.

It just means that Tang San has grown to the point where he has the strength to kill the Venerable silently.

They can't believe it.

You know, the most evil genius Fire Immortal in the Wilderness today only has the strength to be crowned a king!

And what scared them the most was that they didn't know what the connection was between the forces that Tang San had destroyed.

Will they be the next?

Therefore, many forces chose to form an alliance with nearby forces.

But there are also many people who don’t know the connection between several forces.

At least the Fire Crow Clan and several races on the Ancient Divine Mountain that participated in the siege of the Fire Immortal knew about it.

In a hidden secret room of the Golden Winged Roc Clan.

The faces of the five figures could not be seen clearly, but the faint shock in the void showed that their cultivation was extraordinary.

At least their cultivation level is at the Formation Realm.

"Jin Song, your Golden Winged Dapeng tribe should bear the main responsibility for the situation!"

A middle-aged man wearing a green robe and with blue hair pointed at the leader of the Golden Winged Roc tribe and shouted in a low voice.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the secret room suddenly became tense.

The other three also looked at Jin Song.

Although they didn't speak, their expressions revealed their thoughts.

They also felt that Jin Song should be blamed for this matter.

Even though they all agreed to target the Fire Immortal at the beginning.

But the situation now is different from before. Not only is the Fire Immortal not dead, they have even attracted the hostility of another genius who is no weaker than the Fire Immortal.

Moreover, one of their members from the Formation Realm was trapped when they were besieging the Fire Immortal.

Now I don’t know whether I am alive or dead.

You know, not every race of theirs has a venerable person in charge.

Even if there is, the formation realm is definitely the top combat power.

Now that he has disappeared without any clear reason, he must get an explanation from his clan members.

In order not to shake the position of their own clan leader, the Golden-winged Roc clan is the best target to shift the blame.

It would be best if the Golden-Winged Roc could compensate for some of the losses.

But after all, they are all members of the Taikoo Divine Mountain, so they can't say it directly.

Before, they were still struggling with how to bring this up.

But no one expected that Qingluan clan leader Qingfeng would stand up on his own.

that's nice!

"Huh, I'm responsible?"

"Why, didn't you, the Qingluan Clan, also covet the Fire Immortal's method of breaking through the extreme realm and the bronze fragment in your hand?"

"Why should I be held responsible now?"

As he spoke, Jin Song's eyes swept over everyone.

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"The parties that joined us in capturing the Fire Immortal have all encountered problems. In my opinion, the other party's next target will be one of us."

"My Golden Winged Dapeng clan is not afraid. Even if Tang San or the Fire Immortal can rival the Venerable, so what? My clan is not without them."

"As long as our venerable can hold out for a while, the gods in seclusion deep in the sacred mountain will eventually find out. By then, it won't be our Golden Winged Dapeng clan that will die."

"As for you, Black Bird and Three-headed Bird, I remember that neither of your tribes has a venerable one alive!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the patriarchs of the two tribes froze, and then quickly became gloomy.

Seeing this, the King of Tianshen Mountain spoke up:

"The Xuanniao tribe is close to us, so our venerables can spare some time to look after them."

The leader of the Qingluan tribe also spoke up:

"My tribe can also take care of the Three-Headed Sparrow Tribe."

Hearing this, Jin Song's face froze and he squinted at the two of them.

"well……"

Just when he was about to say something.

Suddenly, an undisguised aura appeared above the sacred mountain where the Golden-winged Roc clan lived.

At the same time, five people flew out of the secret room.

Then it soared into the sky.

When they saw clearly who was coming, the venerable leader of the Golden-winged Roc clan had already arrived in front of the other party.

"Are you Tang San?"

The Venerable Jinluan asked.

But his eyes were looking up and down at the young man in front of him.

Some people even admire his achievements at such a young age.

"Yes, it's no worse than the legendary Fire Fairy!"

"I wonder if you would like to join my Golden Winged Dapeng clan. I can marry the most talented member of my clan to you!"

"My Golden Winged Dapeng clan is not only powerful, but the women are also beautiful!"

Wang Miao, who was pretending to be Tang San, glanced at him, then looked at the five people who flew out behind the Golden Throne.

Five pure-blooded creatures to be precise.

"Golden-winged Dapeng, Azure Luan, Tianshen Mountain, Three-headed Bird, Black Bird!"

"Not one less."

"Then it seems I was right."

Seeing that Tang San ignored him, Venerable Jinluan couldn't help but frown slightly.

But he didn't say anything, and the golden-winged Rocs that flew up later were furious.

"How dare you! Who do you think you are? How dare you look down on our clan's venerable like this!"

"You are so bold, Tang San, you dared to start a killing calamity in the wasteland. I will kill you today!"

"Ancestor, please help and kill the evil demon!"

"Go and ask the sleeping gods of the Ancient Divine Mountain to help. Tang San must not escape today..."

For a while, the golden-winged Rocs were noisy.

But Wang Miao remained unmoved.

Looking at the Venerable Jinluan, he said:
"I think you know what happened. You dare to kill my brother. You are really looking for death!"

"Today, please destroy the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan. Qingluan, Tianshenshan, Santouqiao, and Xuanniao, wait for now!"

As he spoke, Tang San sacrificed the Thirteen Kings Skeleton String.

In an instant, thirteen skulls of various shapes appeared in the sky above the Golden-winged Roc.

"Ah, that's Elder Jin Ming!"

“That’s Elder Jin Zhan!”

"that is……"

"What on earth is going on? Why are the elders..."

The members of the Golden-Winged Dapeng tribe, who did not know the truth, cried out in surprise when they saw the three skulls among the Thirteen Kings' bones, which were obviously those of the Golden-Winged Dapeng tribe.

Jin Song's expression also changed. Although he had expected this, when he actually saw the skull of his former comrade, he felt filled with anger.

The clan leaders and kings of the other four clans also changed their expressions.

If they were not mistaken, the head of their clan's king was also among them.

What shocked them even more was how many powerful people this bracelet, made from the heads of thirteen kings, had devoured.

The strength of each skull far exceeds that of the peak of the Formation Realm, and is even comparable to that of Venerable Jinluan.

I'm afraid that after a period of nurturing, this treasure will be upgraded to a supreme divine weapon!
Venerable Jinluan had long known that three powerful formation-level warriors in the clan were missing.

He had already prepared himself for the possibility that all three of them would die.

But I didn't expect that they had refined it into a treasure for others.

It takes great courage to use thirteen kings to refine a treasure at one time!

Even just a little bit, this king's treasure can become the supreme divine weapon.

Moreover, once it is advanced, it is no longer an ordinary divine weapon of the Venerable.

The combat power of thirteen venerable-level skulls can also bring a very considerable bonus to the strength of Venerable Jinluan.

As long as he can enhance his strength, Venerable Jinluan does not care whether he loses the lives of three kings of the same clan.

It’s a pity that it’s not the head of the king of thirteen species of birds, otherwise its power could be increased!

Venerable Jinluan thought with a slight sense of regret.

The next moment, his figure appeared in front of Wang Miao.

"Haha, if you're here, just come. Why do you bring a gift?"

"I like this gift very much, so I'll accept it first."

As he spoke, Venerable Jinluan stretched out his hand and grabbed the bone string of the Thirteen Kings.

Seeing this, Tang San still controlled the thirteen skulls to chase after the strong men present.

Then he took out a long stick, a top-grade earth-grade magic weapon, and smashed it towards the Golden Luan Venerable.

The king's magic weapon that Tang San used before could no longer keep up with Wang Miao's strength.

So he equipped this vest with a top-grade earth-grade magic weapon.

It can better exert the power advantages of the body of gods and demons.

boom!
The arm of Venerable Jinluan was smashed by Tang San's stick.

Then it hit the body of the Golden Palace Master again with undiminished force.

Bang!
After all, Venerable Jinluan is a powerful man who has fought for many years.

When Tang San attacked him, his intuition gave him a sense of horror.

He knew that this was his body's way of warning him.

But Tangshan’s speed is too fast.

He didn't have time to withdraw his hand.

So he had no choice but to give up his arms and step back.

As a result, under Tang San's stick, Venerable Jinluan's arm exploded and half of his body was broken.

The blood of the Venerable spilled into the sky.

Break through the rocks of the ancient sacred mountain.

Many cultivators of the Golden-Winged Roc clan were unable to dodge in time and were directly killed by the Blood and Bones of the Venerable.

"Haha, you're dancing so happily. I thought you were stronger than those two spiders in the Demonic Lake!"

"Is this the result?"

As he spoke, a silver-blue river appeared under Tang San's feet.

The next moment, his figure caught up with the Golden Luan Venerable.

"Damn it, go to hell!"

Venerable Jinluan showed an angry look on his face, and he mobilized his divine power to condense hundreds of golden halos around his body.

Each halo looked like a golden-winged roc roaring towards the sky, and then slashed towards Tang San.

However, beneath his furious expression, there was a deep-seated fear.

A junior, a junior who was not even a fraction of his age, almost killed him just now!

How could this not terrify him!
No, I can't fight that junior...

By the way, message the gods and ask them to come out!
Immediately, he quietly made a hand seal.

Suddenly, a hidden wave surged towards a forbidden area in the center of the ancient sacred mountain.

After doing all this, Venerable Jinluan was just about to turn around to look at Tang San's figure.

But the ferocious attack hit him directly in the chest.

Bang!
The upper half of his body was smashed to pieces.

Countless blood and broken bones flew everywhere.

Even the head of the Golden Luan Venerable was smashed.

The Venerable Jinluan died.

Feeling the attraction of the Venerable's flesh and blood, the thirteen skulls gave up the monk in front of them and began to quickly devour the Venerable's flesh and blood and essence in the air.

The patriarchs and kings of the five tribes, namely the Golden-winged Dapeng, Azure Luan, Tianshenshan, Three-headed Bird, and Black Bird, who had flown out of the secret room earlier, hurriedly fled into the distance while the skull was busy fighting for the flesh and blood of the Venerable.

They are all birds that are good at flying, and each one flies very fast.

Just when they felt that Tang San's breath was getting farther and farther away from them, the air in front of them suddenly twisted.

Then Tang San's figure flew out from it.

"Tang San……"

"Don..."

The five people looked panicked and wanted to say something.

But Tang San was not prepared to listen.

Five people were beaten to death with a few sticks.

Looking at the four bird corpses that had returned to their original forms, Tang San turned his gaze to the true feathers that were unique to flying birds.

The golden-winged Peng, blue phoenix, three-headed sparrow and black bird represent the four attributes of gold, wood, earth and water respectively.

Just find another true feather of the king of fire birds.

Then he can refine the Five Animals Fan!

Although the races of these five flying birds are not very compatible, their strength is only at the formation level.

But refining a high-level king-level magic weapon should not be a problem.

At worst, I could just add another piece of Five Elements Stone to mix it up...

After collecting his natal true feather and the bodies of the five people, Tang San flew directly to the sacred mountain where the Golden Winged Dapeng clan lived.

All those who escaped were killed, but there are still many cultivators in the Golden-Winged Roc clan who need to be killed!
As soon as he flew back to the sky above the Divine Mountain, Tang San's face suddenly lit up with joy.

His eyes turned to the Thirteen Kings' Skeleton String floating in the air.

All I saw was a bright white light shining on it.

The aura of the thirteen skulls also became unstable.

boom! boom! boom!
Suddenly, the auras of thirteen venerables rose into the sky.

Tens of thousands of cultivators from the Golden-Winged Roc clan were pinned to the ground, unable to get up.

At the same time, some changes also occurred in the thirteen skulls.

I saw bones suddenly condensed under the original skull.

That was the corpse that was refined into the white bone bead by the Lihuo spirit body.

After all the bones appeared, bits of flesh and blood began to grow.

Strands of flesh appeared out of nowhere, covering the originally white and crystal clear bones.

Soon, thirteen figures appeared in the air.

It's just that their bodies are no longer the entities they were in their previous skull form.

Instead, there is a ghostly feeling that is half real and half unreal.

However, Tang San understood that this was the evolution of the treasure after it became a Venerable Divine Weapon.

Moreover, he can control it to transform between reality and illusion at will.

Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Tang San's eyes.

And threw the bodies of the five people he had just killed to them.

Seeing new flesh and blood appear, the thirteen figures of the Venerables quickly rushed towards the flesh and blood.

After each of them took a part of the corpse, they began to eat it directly.

Then, the aura on their bodies increased slightly.

Just when Tang San was about to give the order to slaughter the entire Golden Winged Roc clan.

An aura far beyond that of a Venerable emanated from the depths of the Ancient Sacred Mountain.

At the same time, a hoarse voice sounded.

"You were able to refine thirteen puppets of the Venerable Realm. Little guy, you have a good idea!"

"But I think it's better to refine you as well, so that this Supreme Divine Weapon can be considered complete!"

(End of this chapter)