C971 Warring clan

From within the Void Fissure that had been torn apart, a figure walked out first.

This person had a clear 'King' mark on his forehead, and a tail covered in scales on his buttocks. The color of those scales was very similar to the pattern of tigers. In his hand was a strange-looking weapon. The Divine Light on it flickered, and with one glance, one could tell that it was not an ordinary weapon.

"Sha Blast Tian!"

Hai Geli's eyes slightly sunk, and his face carried an expression of anger.

Sha Batian was indeed the patriarch of the sand tiger clan in the Deathland Desert. Right after Sha Falling Heavens came a man from the Feathered Race with a pair of black wings on his back. He looked very gloomy, and had a tall, aquiline nose.

"Taljah!"

Hai Geli also knew this person.

The famous Black Feather Assassin had a special physique, and it was the descendant of a certain ancient family. It inherited a powerful Bloodline Power.

His brother, Tiryas, had the title of Fallen Angel Blood Slaughter, and stood guard at the mouths of the tigers and wolves on the Wind Cloud Great Plains. Furthermore, at some point in time, Tiryas had actually been killed by someone.

However, these two people were not enough to enter Hai Geli's eyes.

At most, he would just treat them like bugs that would cause trouble for him from time to time.

After that, a few more people walked out, all of them were extremely strong, and Zhan Tianming actually recognized a few of them.

"Tian Jinglei? Mask guy? "

Zhan Tianming's gaze swept across two of them.

One of them had silver wings on his back, and lightning continued to flash on it, causing the pair of wings to appear dreamlike. It was Tian Jinglei, who he had fought against once before in the Wood Spirit Village.

The other person wore a black robe and a flowery mask, making it difficult to see him clearly.

However, Zhan Tianming deeply remembered that this person was also the expert who appeared at the Wood Spirit Village back then.

At this moment, Leng Jiang who was hidden under the mask, also had his gaze sweep over Zhan Tianming's body.

However, he did not speak.

Other than these two, there were two other people that Zhan Tianming recognized.

One of them was a graceful woman dressed in a palace uniform with a pair of silver wings on her back.

There was also a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe on the Devil Clan.

Originally, he had planned to use the Holy Scale Crystal Ore to follow the two of them, in order to find a chance to save the Dendrobium. Unfortunately, it was seen through by the other party, and he directly threw the Crystal Ore he made a move on to the ground.

Zhan Tianming never thought that these people were actually in the same group.

But at this time, this group of people actually split into two rows and floated in the air, as if they were welcoming a king.

Following that, a person wearing a silver mask walked out of the Void Fissure and the Void Fissure closed its doors as well.

Zhan Tianming's gaze landed on the silver masked man.

"He, is that Semi-tao Stage expert?"

"No, to be more precise, this person only stepped into the Semi-tao Stage with one foot." You Lian opened his mouth once again, "And that Flower Mask guy, you must not underestimate him. Although he looks like he is the leader of the group, the one wearing the flower mask is the true expert amongst this group."

Hearing that, Zhan Tianming's gaze once again fell on the man wearing the flower mask.

"Check."

Human Clan: Leng Jiang.

Level:?

Description:?

It was impossible to see his level, so it was clear that this person had already reached Semi-tao Stage and was a true expert.

But...

"Leng Jiang? This name sounds a little familiar. "

Zhan Tianming tried his best to recall, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

Shaking his head, he turned his gaze towards the masked man.

"Check."

Human Clan:?

Rank: Nine-star Martial Monarch

Description:?

As expected, this person wearing the black mask really only had one foot in Semi-tao Stage at most, and was not a true Semi-tao Stage expert. But for some reason, this group of people were actually led by this person.

and so on...

Suddenly, Zhan Tianming's heart froze for a moment. His eyes fiercely stared at the black masked man's body.

"He … "He is …"

Zhan Tianming was in disbelief.

Just a moment ago, the Zhan Family Bloodline in his body reacted, and so did the Zhan Family Ancestral Ring on his hand.

These two reactions were actually locked onto the black masked man.

"Hehehe …" Zhan Tianming, looks like you have already sensed it. " The black masked man laughed coldly, "I am now releasing my Qi and blood a little bit more. If you still can't sense it, it will really disappoint me. Fortunately, you sensed it and didn't disappoint me too much."

Zhan Tianming frowned.

This man was actually Zhan Family!

The black masked man did not care about Zhan Tianming's thoughts, he only spoke with a hint of interest: "These few months, I heard that you used the Tyrant Divine Palm of the Zhan Family and killed many Saint Level Cultivator s. At the beginning, I did not believe it, after all, the Tyrant Divine Palm was lost to us a long time ago, and I did not know it until I accidentally broke it.

Hearing that, Zhan Tianming's heart was startled once again.

This person actually knew Tyrant Divine Palm?

then the matter of the Fire Spirit Race being destroyed …

This doubt had already lingered in Zhan Tianming's mind many times.

At that time, his Fire Spirit Race had precisely been struck down by a domineering and awe-inspiring palm imprint, directly turning him into a huge pit.

Zhan Tianming never understood what kind of earth-shattering power it was that caused such a terrifying scene, only after he comprehended the Tyrant Divine Palm did he finally understand.

There was no shortage of such terrifying palm techniques in this world.

But now, Zhan Tianming understood.

The Fire Spirit Cluster must have been destroyed by this person.

"Why?" Zhan Tianming looked straight at the black masked man, anger thick in his eyes. "You, why did you destroy Fire Spirit Race?"

"Eh? In other words, you were also present at that time? " The man wearing the black mask said.

Finally, without waiting for Zhan Tianming's reply, the black masked man had already turned to look at Leng Jiang, and said unhappily: "Leng Jiang, why did you not tell me?"

"He is the candidate designated by the lord. What's the use in telling you?" Leng Jiang replied.

Being suppressed by the lord whom Leng Jiang had brought out, the black masked man was extremely unhappy. He looked at Leng Jiang with a cold gaze, and could not help but snort: "Hmph! Leng Jiang, don't forget, Master sent me here, and is in charge of everything. Although you are the person in charge of the Southern Region, you belong to me now, so you should report to me about everything. "

Leng Jiang was quiet for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, I understand."