I don’t know whether this realm of enlightenment is withdrawn or seeking peace. In a very corner of the Wushang Clan, there are two symbolic magical realms around it, but they are all far away.

It is now in a small milky white tent, and it seems to be using the human culture of a certain region.

Ji Changfeng reached a no-one position and removed the Fat Toutuo's appearance and replaced it with a floating smoke.

"Oh, you said Mr. Yan is really good. He doesn't enjoy the blessings of his life. He hides in this corner, but it makes my brothers suffer."

"You're content. We're okay with taking a nap here, not like other brothers, who have to run around all day."

"Come on, our tribe is not in danger. Everyone is patrolling, so they just pretend to behave. Can't they want to take a nap?"

“That’s right.”

"We are too remote here, and it is difficult to get to our place first if there are any benefits. Every time there are novel things, the brothers who are on duty on the outside will receive them first."

"well......"

Ji Changfeng was floating behind them as he heard the two creatures complaining every day.

The smoke was only a faint layer, and now it was the scorching sun again, so no one would notice his existence.

When he floated into the tent, he had sprinkled a cover of the sky.

This thing is truly a treasure that kills and robs people and robs, and covers up the secrets of heaven. How can ordinary creatures see through it?

But as soon as he entered the tent, he had not seen clearly the appearance of the Wushao Clan, and it actually sighed first.

"You are here, don't hide it." Ji Changfeng clearly saw that this was a wounded-free tribe with a bloated figure that didn't look so bloated. Although he looked older, he was energetic and his two eyes on his chest were bright and energetic. The most surprising thing was that he had talent and was actually a scar the size of a centipede on his body.

It penetrates the chest, eyebrows and eyes, and seems to be about to cut the body into two sections.

At this moment, it was sitting upright on an ancient brown wide armchair. In front of it was a rectangular table with a color similar to the chair. There were many books on the table, which seemed to be made up by the human race.

This unharmed tribe loves reading and seems to be a bit cultural.

Hearing it say this, Ji Changfeng no longer hides his weakness, showing his body, white clothes fluttering, and his spirit is peerless.

"The Realm of Divine Power?" The Wushang Clan frowned, a little incredible. It looked at Ji Changfeng carefully. The more he looked, the more horrified he felt. He closed the books he had unfolded in his hand, and then said, "You will not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. You are visiting this time, and you look fearless and you must be prepared?"

Ji Changfeng's eyes flashed slightly. The books of the unscathed tribe in front of him were not in vain. Not only did the human language speak quite standard, but the language was also very skillful.

But he would not have any sympathy for it because of alternative appreciation.

"Who are the ones who destroyed Fuyao Palace? Say, I may be able to keep your entire body."

"Are you a person in Fuyao Palace?" After the Wushang Clan finished speaking, before Ji Changfeng could answer, he looked carefully again and suddenly said, "Are you the destiny man Qi Xianjue mentioned?"

A man of destiny? Hearing these four words, Ji Changfeng was a little disgusted, as if he was being shackled by fate, and seemed to be destined to bear something.

But in this world, there is a saying that asks about immortality.

People with destiny are not groundless.

Is it another prophecy of the Tianji clan? Or is there any particularity in it?

Many senior officials of the Wushang Clan learned from the destruction of Fuyao Palace that there were part of the reason for his destruction. It seemed that he really pushed the gears and accelerated the demise of Fuyao Palace.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel it is ridiculous. Even though the real culprit is someone else, he becomes the culprit first. It seems that the destruction of Fuyao Palace is the culprit.

Seeing Ji Changfeng frowned slightly and did not answer it, the Wushang Clan left the range of the table and chairs and walked directly in front of him, "I heard from Qi Xianjue that you were only in the awakening state a few days ago. Now that you have reached the magical power, it seems that you have some opportunity and your combat power is even more extraordinary. I want to experience it."

It thought for a moment and said seriously, "If you really surpass me, as extraordinary as Qi Xianjue said, I will tell you all the forces that destroyed Fuyao Palace."

The voice of the Wushang Clan is very dull. When enlightenment faces supernatural powers, it has surpassed two great realms, but it has not despised Ji Changfeng's view at all.

"As you wish!" Ji Changfeng retreated suddenly and was out of the tent.

The Wushen clan understood and came out as well.

It did not restore its original form and chose to retain its human body.

The two were in a stalemate, and neither of them took the lead.

Suddenly, Ji Changfeng spoke, "You take action first! Otherwise you will have no chance."

Now, he has mastered the realm of the three magical powers. Compared to a few days ago, he has undergone a qualitative change. Even if the opponent is a very evil clan, even in the middle stage of enlightenment, he has enough confidence to crush it!

The Wushao Clan did not speak anymore, nodded slightly, and in a flash, his power surged and his gestures changed. A magic palm print was already attacking the air.

Judging from the appearance, it is a magic created by the human race and belongs to a kind of spiritual method.

Although the level is low, it has achieved great sublimation and infinite power.

Ji Changfeng did not use any power. He grabbed it with a bent hand and used the simple physical power to kill this huge force.

hiss!

The unsclerical clan gasped and felt unbelievable.

Its power is the most clear to itself. I never thought that Ji Changfeng could crack it with his physical strength alone, which was a bit outrageous.

The news that Qi Xianjue brought before was laughed off, thinking that this person was too exaggerated and exaggerated.

However, when I really saw Ji Changfeng himself, I realized that Qi Xianjue was actually a...pragmatic person?

"Your strength is quite strong, more than ten times stronger than Qi Xianjue." Ji Changfeng commented seriously.

The next moment, a man shook his hand and beat him back.

The void was formed, covering the sky and the earth, and the entire ground seemed to collapse.

The Wushang Clan was like Ji Changfeng, and he stood up with a silver-gray air film on the surface, trying to hard-connect it.

However, the next moment, it looked at Ji Changfeng in horror and took two steps back.

"You!" no longer spoke, but his body was trembling violently.

The magic hand was gone, but the unscared tribe spewed out a mouthful of blood.

This move returns to the essence and is simple, and looks simple, but it is mixed with killer moves.

Ji Changfeng exerted a broken road!

Cutting the Tao can not only cut off the opponent's power of Taoism, but also seal the power of talent.

Although it can only take effect for a moment, it is enough for Ji Changfeng's attack to break the defense of the uninjured clan.

With intention, it is considered unintentional!

Ji Changfeng would not tell any morals to the creatures in front of him. He came here to avenge his revenge, and the lion fought against the rabbit and tried his best to realize the truth. Although he was confident on the surface, he was actually extremely cautious in his heart and did not dare to relax at all.

"Tell me the answer now!" Ji Changfeng spoke lightly, and his whole body was still waiting for an opportunity to move. The Wushao tribe in front of him dared to make any abnormal movement, so he took the killing move!

"I didn't expect that there was a young talent like you among the human race, and it would be unfair to lose to you." The Wushang Clan smiled and remained calm.

After a period of time, Ji Changfeng turned into the Wushao tribe in the middle stage of enlightenment. He sat in a tent reading and writing, and he had already removed the sky and covered the veil. The Wushao tribe also had his food backpack.

What Ji Changfeng did not expect was that before the Wushang Clan died, he kept his promise, told the truth, and told him the power to destroy Fuyao Palace.

Wuji Palace, Fenghua Tower, Taia tribe, Wushang tribe, Dayan Qianjun tribe, Bone-eating tribe, Demon-swalking elephant, and Four Poles of evil charm.

Two human forces, four fierce races, one barbarian beast race, and one ferocious beast race!

I can't imagine that no force in it is inferior to Fuyao Palace, but it actually gathers to participate in the extermination of Fuyao Palace!

This is just the leading force, not all, and there are many small forces involved.

For example, the Immortal Gate, Qidao Mountain...

Even the Wushang Clan warned him not to seek revenge before he died. Behind the many forces, there are even greater forces!

As for what kind of force it was, it did not say it, but just told him that it was a force that he could never compete with.

This result made Ji Changfeng feel quite heavy.

Ming Chenxin also warned him not to look back or to investigate the truth.

What made Ji Changfeng secretly confused the most was that when asked who the spy in Fuyao Palace was, Wushang Clan was silent.

He carefully recalled the strength of the Palace Protection Array and the Second Elder. Could it be that he could easily shake the Palace Protection Array by relying on the middle stage of enlightenment alone? If this is true, the Fuyao Palace will continue for thousands or tens of thousands of years?

Now Ji Changfeng is not only reading books in a pretentious manner, but also collects the identity of the Wushao Clan he is playing now.

He needed a reasonable reason to approach Qi Xianjue and then asked him something.

An hour later, Ji Changfeng knew the current identity of the Wushao Clan.

Mr. Yan, the oldest being in Wushang Clan, even the leader of Wushang Clan has to give him some thin face.

All major events in the clan will be discussed with him, but he does not need to come forward. It is considered the latter, and it is equivalent to living a life of life.

"Come here, I sent a message to the leader of Qi for me, and said that I had something to discuss with it."

He learned from the voice of Yan Lao in a good manner. Ji Changfeng looked far away for a day and did not even say hello.

Soon, the two creatures ran over happily, and the earth shook, which made Ji Changfeng quite unhappy.

Will Yazi, who doesn’t seem to be very smart, do things in a mess?

However, there is no suitable candidate at the moment, so I can only pay attention to it.

"Old Yan, what are you asking for?" The two creatures almost spoke in unison.

Ji Changfeng crossed n black lines on his forehead. His voice transmission just now could be said to be as powerful as the square dance. He even asked again?
To be continued...