Chapter 1299: Human and demon, Great Saint Kunpeng (Chinese)

"This is……"

A strange color flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and then it turned into a deep sense of confusion and horror.

"How could it be?"

In front of him, the rich demonic aura was fiddled with the fingers of the Demon-Subduing God, and transformed into various scenes, as if time had flowed back, reappearing what had happened before.

Such supernatural powers can be restored from the traces of things. Although the war has no meaning, it has great practical value.

At other times, the magical power of the Demon-Subduing God would definitely arouse Zhang Fan's interest, but at this time, he no longer cared about it.

The demonic energy swept across and gathered, and time went back and forth. From the side of the scene restored from the sky above the ancient city, it was not difficult to judge from the rising and setting sun, and from the rising and sinking of the moon, it was a scene three or two days ago.

At that time, the mortals living in the ancient city seemed to have expected that most of them would lock themselves in their homes and dare not show their heads, but nearly a thousand people were different and still stayed on the streets in the city.

They obviously did not do so voluntarily, either slapping the portal and crying; or lying on the ground, trembling; or leaning against the corner of the wall, as if they were stunned...

In those beating doors, crying often sounded, shouting the names of those outside the door heart-wrenchingly, but they did not dare to open the door and let them enter; those who were lying on the ground and trembling often stared through the gaps in the door walls of the windows, tears streaming down silently; those who were numb and stupid as if they were dumbfounded, thought that some relatives were sad...

At that time, the ancient city was like a hell on earth and a livestock raised in captivity. It was timely throwing out some similar species, so that the remaining people could survive...

Suddenly, the crying, the tears, and the sadness enveloped the ancient city with a huge shadow, and all turned into boundless fear.

The owner of the shadow was a roc that was thousands of feet wide. However, seeing its golden feathers dazzling and gorgeous, its eyes were full of cruel cold light, and its open mouth was filled with blood and energy as deep as the sea of ​​abyss. I don’t know how much blood and food could fill it.

——Golden-winged Roc

There were demon birds in ancient times, headed by phoenixes. According to legend, the first phoenix absorbed yin and yang and combined the two qi, and gave birth to two children before the birth of the phoenix clan. The elder brother was a five-element peacock, who was born with the five-element power, and he was born with the five-color feather condensed by the essence of the five elements. The younger brother was a golden-winged roc, which was fierce and terrifying, and was extremely good at speed than his mother. He was the fastest flying speed between heaven and earth.

At this time, it appeared above the ancient city, facing the nearly a thousand people who opened their bloody mouths, the ancient monster - the Golden-winged Roc.

Although the actual combat power of this golden-winged roc is far less than that of the Five Elements Peacock, it has the highest speed in the world. When it comes to survival ability, it is actually the best among the demon clan.

The same is true for this golden-winged roc, but it was seen that it shook its wings slightly, swaying for thousands of miles, cracking its bloody mouth in the sky, sweeping through the residual wontons.

After swallowing and sucking, the mortals approached the front, floating up and poured them straight into the mouth of the golden-winged roc. Whenever they opened their mouths when they chewed, the blood rain fell, and screams came from the nine heavens, making them faint and desperate.

After swallowing nearly a thousand people in one mouthful, the golden-winged roc seemed to be full. It shook its wings and disappeared in a flash. It was not even certain whether it was escaping thousands of miles away or entering the ancient city to hide.

After a long time, the figures of the people in the ancient city reappeared. All the people were numb and filled with various houses, cleaning the blood and minced meat scattered everywhere in the city. Occasionally, they cried and whined, and were soon stopped by covering their mouths.

A day later, the ancient city returned to what Zhang Fan and the others saw when they arrived, and the mortals lived numbly as usual.

"Strange beast"

Looking at this scene, the Demon-Subduing God was furious, his whole body was trembling slightly, his face was blood-red, and Haoran's righteousness was bloated, and he was about to roar.

It is not difficult to know from the numbness of the mortals in the ancient city that such things have happened countless times. As usual, even hatred and sorrow have been weakened to the extreme in the repetitions this week.

"Golden-winged Roc...can it be..."

Zhang Fan only felt that his breathing was a little rapid, his chest was slightly ups and downs. He had been practicing immortality for hundreds of years, and he had seen many cruel demons and hideous monsters. The scene in front of him was not surprising, but if it happened to his predecessor of the Great Sage of the Dharma Xiang Sect, it would be unbelievable.

"How could the Great Sage Kunpeng, the Golden-winged Great Pluto clone do such a human-eating thing?"

"If it weren't for him, wouldn't there be a second golden-winged roc in this spiritual immortal world?

Zhang Fan was deeply puzzled. What he saw in the Spirit Immortal World these days, even the ten ancient demon kings lived in harmony with the mortals, comparing the scene in front of him with the peacock paddle wheel king sugar man being eaten by a child in one bite, and comparing the numbness of the city with those who bought the demon king's New Year pictures and posted it home. I really don't know who is a human being and which one is a monster?

He frowned and asked the old beggar beside him: "God, what's going on with this golden-winged roc? Zhang has never seen this evil deed king along the way."

"Huhhuhhu~" The Demon-Fuing God gasped and said with hatred: "The Emperor Dong doesn't know anything. This Dapeng King is different from the other ancient demon kings."

"Ten thousand years ago, initiated by King Wisdom and King Xuanwu, supported by King Peacock and Paleo Wheel, the ancient demon kings accepted the worship of humans and protected countless mortals. They no longer used humans as blood, but instead developed their power among the human race."

"At that time, regardless of whether you believe it or not, the ancient demon kings could only respond. I, the mortals in the spiritual immortal world, no longer need to be slaughtered by the demon king. Just as I was about to say it, it was a great merit."

The Demon-Subduing God said a little unwillingly. In his opinion, the person who did this was spontaneous, not forced by the human and immortals, which would have made the taste wrong.

But after all, he is a righteous person, and he will not belittle others, but will not be without praise.

"Among these demon kings, King Dapeng is indeed an alien." Speaking of the golden-winged great republic, the Demon-Subduing God's expression became a little serious, and he said in a deep voice: "It is said that when King Dapeng was in ancient times, he had turned against the ancient demon kings such as the Peacock King and others for something. He would not interact with him anymore and refused to be ordered by the Demon King. Even the Peacock Palm Wheel King would not be restricted."

"The golden-winged roc, flapping its wings and flying, shaking thousands of miles, its speed is the highest in the world, and its cultivation is shocking. Although the demon kings are angry, they have never made any big moves. This demon king is alien to the spiritual immortal world."

Speaking of this, the Demon-Subduing God seemed to be puzzled, and his tone showed some hesitation: "At the beginning, this Dapeng King was very good at the mortals under his rule. Although he did not join the Demon King Alliance, he did better than them."

He pointed to the ancient city in front of him and said, "This city has been standing for tens of thousands of years, protecting mortals from natural disasters. It was King Dapeng who personally flapped his wings and collected excellent stones and made them with his best efforts."

"As such a thing, no one of the demon kings and immortals could have such a heart."

"At that time, the old beggar was thinking about making friends with this demon king, but he was delayed because of the delay. Later, he heard that the King of Dapeng became introverted and did not interact with the demon king and human immortals, so he extinguished this thought."

"I never thought..." The Demon-Fuing God's face became angry again, "For hundreds of years, I have heard the saying that the Dapeng King used mortals as blood food. At first, the old beggar did not accept it, but unexpectedly there were more and more rumors. This time, I took the time to see that it was really like this."

"How can the old beggar boy keep him in the world?"

The momentum of the Demon-Subduing God, as he said every word, rose step by step, and a surge of mighty waves into the sky dispersed the rich demonic aura, allowing a ray of sunlight to pass through and sprinkle on the ancient city.

"Please scoop up the formation for me and see the old beggar get rid of this demon."

The sound came out, and the Demon-Subduing God was about to take action without looking back. At this moment, a palm was slapped on his shoulder, and his breath couldn't help but stagnate.

"Dong Emperor, you?" The Demon-Fuing God looked back in shock. Seeing that the person who stopped him was Zhang Fan, he couldn't help but ask for a question.

Zhang Fan slowly withdrew his hand, stared at the demonic aura gradually spreading, blocking the gap again and blocking the sunshine, and frowned and said, "God, wait, let Zhang enter the city first."

"What do you mean by Donghuang?" asked the Demon-Subduing God in confusion. Although he had a great conversation with Zhang Fan, he was very righteous. If Zhang Fan had no reason to say it, it would be difficult for him to give in.

"The King of Dapeng in the city may be an old friend of a sect that Zhang is looking for."

Zhang Fan did not explain anything more, but just said lightly, stepping out, emptying in the air, and walking step by step towards the ancient city filled with demonic energy.

"Old friend of the sect?"

The Demon-Subduing God frowned. The Dharma Xiang Sect has never had any power in the spiritual immortal world, and has never heard of what the relationship between the Dapeng King and the Dharma Xiang Sect has. How could a "old friend" come up at this time?

"Zhang is a disciple of the Faxiang Sect and is entrusted by the sect to get along from now on."

When the sound came, Zhang Fan's figure was close to the ancient city.

"Don't be impatient, please wait. If this person is really an old friend of our sect, Zhang will give his own explanation."

After the words came, Zhang Fan's figure had disappeared into the ancient city, hazy in the demonic aura, and could not be seen again.

The Demon-Subduing God pondered for a moment, but sighed, restrained his breath, sat cross-legged, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If I had known, I would have brought this Donghuang to me, I hope that his words and deeds would be united. Don't let the old beggar ask questions."

Zhang Fan is so powerful that King Dapeng is famous for tens of thousands of years. If the two really work together, the Demon-Subduing God believes that he is not an opponent, and it is not surprising that the Demon-Subduing God will not succeed in subduing the Demon-Subduing God instead will be subdued.

However, the conversations over the past few days still made the Demon-Subduing God have a certain trust and favorable feeling for Zhang Fan, and finally chose to wait on the spot.

While he was waiting with a wry smile, Zhang Fan looked calm and walked in the ancient city, wandering among the numb crowd, but everyone turned a blind eye to him, as if he had never noticed his existence at all.

"Sage Kunpeng, is it you?"

"King Dapeng, if you are really the Great Sage of the Dharma Xiang Sect, how could you get to this point?"

"If people are used as blood, they will eat more than a thousand of them when they move. Even monsters will not do it, let alone being human?"

"What the hell happened?"

Zhang Fan was full of questions in his heart, and his steps never stopped at all. Following the sensation of the demonic energy, he walked towards a remote place in the city.

After the time of the claw, he suddenly stopped and was already standing in a narrow and dirty alley.

The alley is low and is not made of bluestone but thatched, which is very different from the houses that have been integrated into the ancient city. I think it was built by the mortals who settled here after the founding of the city.

In this ancient city that has stood for tens of thousands of years, it is like a slum.
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