Chapter 684

The mourning hall was quiet.

King Zidian Peng took a step forward and directed at the cold Yan crane king. To be exact, it was the holy throne of the old sage of the rosefinch behind the cold Yan crane king.

When King Han Yan crane saw this scene, his eyes moved slightly and looked at King Zidian Peng. His eyes eased slightly, not as cold as before.

"I naturally have no opinion about the old Saint. However, this matter is of great importance. I, King Zidian Peng, don't think it's appropriate to make such a decision."

King Zidian Peng looked at King Hanyan crane and said in a deep voice.

"I agree with Zidian Pengwang."

"This matter concerns the future of our Zhuque family. Don't be careless!"

"Be careful."

“……”

Four more people stood up and expressed their support for king Zidian Peng.

The cold Yan crane King glanced at the four people, and his face was slightly heavy.

"Gu Diao Wang!"

"Fire king!"

"Flying crow king!"

"Golden eagle king!"

The four who came out were four of the twelve kings led by the rosefinch.

Plus Zidian Pengwang.

in other words.

Most of the twelve kings led by rosefinch stood on their opposite side.

This makes Han Yan crane King feel that his position as the first king has been greatly challenged.

His deep eyes swept over the four people and landed on King Zidian Peng.

"This is the old Saint's death, and he has recognized it. What qualification do you have to doubt, Peng Wang? Or do you think you have a better eye than the old Saint?"

The cold Yan crane king was also angry. His words were like a knife and showed no mercy.

King Zidian Peng's face was calm. "Crane king, don't be so excited. I know that you are for the good of the rosefinch family, so I won't care about your words."

The cold Yan crane King's eyes sank, "don't you care? What do you mean?"

The attitude of the superior to the inferior made the cold Yan crane King look slightly cold.

King Zidian Peng did not pay attention to King Han Yan crane, but turned around and looked at many strong people in the mourning hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the choice of clan leader is related to the future of the Zhuque nationality. Every Zhuque nationality has the right to participate. Now is the time for you to defend your rights."

"The king admits that the little god Phoenix has great potential. It has the blood of ancient wind Phoenix. If it grows up, it can indeed lead us to the rejuvenation of the rosefinch family. But..."

King Zidian Peng's eyes swept through the crowd, "little shenhuang is too young. I don't know how long to wait for it to grow up.

It would have been fine in the past, but now it's different.

When the old Saint returns to the ruins, the other three races are bound to covet our rosefinch clan.

Now, what we Zhuque people need is a new king who can sweep invincible on the battlefield, give the Zhuque people great confidence, not a little god Phoenix who only holds potential but doesn't know when to grow up. "

"Peng Wang, shut up!"

The cold Yan crane King's eyes were cold and scolded fiercely.

"Why? As the second of the twelve kings of rosefinch, I can't even speak?"

At the same time, the other four kings took a step forward and stood behind King Peng. Their meaning was clear without words.

The cold Yan crane King's face became more and more gloomy.

"Crane king, I know that you respect the old Saint's determination, but in my opinion, the best protection for him is not to let xiaoshenhuang ascend the throne. Without the trouble of the patriarch, he can devote himself to cultivation. If he can really grow up, it's not too late to hand over the patriarch's throne to him!"

King Zidian Peng's words were to King Han Yan crane, but in fact, they were also to the strong people of Zhuque nationality present.

Many people were still hesitant, but after hearing this, their eyes flashed slightly and were quite moved.

The cold Yan crane king looked cold, and a half white and half red giant crane virtual shadow appeared behind him.

This virtual shadow is the noumenon of the cold Yan crane king.

As soon as Xu Ying Fu appeared, dun had a huge pressure and swept the whole audience.

Even Zidian Pengwang, under this momentum, his eyes were slightly frozen and lost his voice, "earth respects the territory! You have broken through!"

"Hum!"

The king of Han Yan crane snorted coldly and didn't answer the words of King Zidian Peng.

"The position of clan leader is the artifact of our rosefinch clan. Except for the old Saint, you have not been able to give directions to the country and mountains. If you want to give directions, wait until you become the real rosefinch clan leader."

Purple electricity filled the eyes of King Peng. On his body, there was also a strong smell of thunder sweeping across him.

obviously.

Lord Peng is also angry!

"Cough! Both of you are for the sake of our rosefinch family. Why do you have such tit for tat? Since you can't hold on to each other, I have a suggestion."

Outside the mourning hall, a light cough came out.

Then.

An old woman in blue with white hair walked into the mourning hall with a cane.

"Green Wing Butterfly King!"

Seeing the old woman, whether it was king Hanyan crane or King Zidian Peng, they all looked slightly changed and quickly saluted.

Say it.

King Qingyi butterfly was once one of the twelve kings of the Zhuque family.

But they were the twelve kings of the previous generation.

With the improvement of his cultivation, he automatically withdrew from the ranks of the twelve kings and became the elder of the Zhuque family.

In front of the king of Han Yan, the king of crane, the king of Zidian, the king of Peng and other backward kings, they are all younger generations.

Just like this, people are quite respectful to her.

"I've seen the Green Wing Butterfly King!"

Other strong people in the mourning hall attended the ceremony one after another.

The king of the Green Wing Butterfly looked at the old rosefinch's spirit, looked melancholy, with a touch of emotion, and sighed: "you can't resist the erosion of years in the end."

Soon, King Qingyi butterfly recovered as usual and looked at King Hanyan crane and King Zidian Peng.

"In the world of martial arts, the strong is respected. Our demon family regards this as the standard. Since there is no dispute, we will win or lose based on strength. Whoever is strong is the new patriarch."

Hearing this, the cold Yan crane King's face was a little ugly.

The corners of the mouth of the purple electric Peng king showed a smile.

"Butterfly King, dare you ask this, is it your personal suggestion or the whole Presbyterian group?"

The cold Yan crane king asked in a deep voice.

"The whole Presbyterian group."

Smell speech, cold Yan crane King's complexion is more ugly, like a lot of old all at once.

The Presbyterian group is the second authority of the rosefinch family in addition to the patriarch.

The prosperity of authority is still above the twelve kings.

If they had not been closed all year round, few directors would have met.

Governance will not fall on the twelve kings.

But once they intervene in something, even the collective opposition of the twelve Kings is invalid.

So.

The words of King Qingyi butterfly sound like advice, but king Hanyan crane knows that this is an order!

Orders from the entire Presbyterian regiment!

For a long time, the king of Han Yan crane sighed, "since it is the suggestion of the Presbyterian group, I have no objection."

Talking room.

He looked at the blue haired boy who had been lowering his head from beginning to end. Even when the king of the Green Wing Butterfly appeared, he had not raised his head. His eyes were sad, and he sighed: "little Lord shenhuang."