971: C971 Zhan Clan People

C971 Zhan Clan People

A figure took the lead and walked out from the torn Void Fissure.

There was a clear mark of a king on this person's forehead, and there was also a scaly tail on his butt. Furthermore, the color of the scaly scales was very similar to the pattern of a tiger. He was also holding a strange-looking weapon in his hand, and the Divine Light on it flickered. One look and one could tell that it was not an ordinary weapon.

"Sand Explosion!"

Hai Geli's eyes darkened slightly and his face was filled with anger.

Sha Potian was the patriarch of Sand Tiger in Dead Desert, and he was following Sha Potian closely. The one who walked out was a man from the Bird Race who carried a black Double Wing on his back. He looked very gloomy. He had a tall hawk nose, and his long and narrow eyes seemed to be emitting a sharp light.

"Tyler Yajie!"

Hai Geli also knew this person.

The famous Black Feather Assassin had a special physique, and he was the descendant of an ancient family. He had inherited a powerful Bloodline Power.

His elder brother, Tiryas, had the title of Fallen Angel Blood Slaughter. He guarded the mouth of the tiger and wolf in the Wind Cloud Plains, snatching people from the past all year round. He had a bit of a bad reputation, but in terms of true strength, he was not a match for Taylor at all. Furthermore, Tiryas had been killed by someone at some point in time.

However, these two weren't worthy of Hai Geli's attention.

At most, he would treat them as little bugs that would cause him trouble from time to time.

After that, a few more people walked out from the group. Each of them was very powerful, and Zhan Tianming actually knew a few of them.

"Tian Jinglei? The masked man?"

Zhan Tianming's eyes swept across two of them.

One of them had a pair of silver wings on his back. The lightning kept flashing on his back, causing the pair of wings to look like a dream. It was Tian Jinglei, who had fought intensely with him in Wood Spirit Village.

The other man was wearing a long black robe and a patterned mask. It was hard to see him clearly.

However, Zhan Tianming remembered this person deeply. He was also the expert who came from the Wood Spirit Village.

At this moment, Leng Jiang, who was hiding under the mask, was also looking at Zhan Tianming.

However, he did not say anything.

Besides these two people, there were two other people that Zhan Tianming knew.

One of them was a graceful and elegant female from the Bird Race. She was dressed in palace attire and had a pair of silver wings on her back.

There was also a middle-aged man from the Devil Clan who wore a purple robe.

These two men were the two men Zhan Tianming had met outside the Tianxue Town. Initially, he had planned to use the Holy Grade Crystal Ore to follow these two men, in order to find an opportunity to rescue the Myriad Years Soul Nurturing Wood. Unfortunately, the other party had seen through his trick and threw the Crystal Ore onto the ground.

Zhan Tianming did not expect that these people were in the same group.

At this moment, this group of people actually split into two rows and stood in the air, as if they were welcoming a king.

Following closely behind, a person wearing a silver mask walked out of the Void Fissure. The Void Fissure also closed, and the strange black wind disappeared.

Zhan Tianming's gaze instantly fell upon the silver-masked man.

"He... is that Semi-tao Stage warrior?"

"No, to be precise, this man has only stepped into the Semi-tao Stage with one foot." You Lian spoke again, "And that man with the flower mask, you must not underestimate him. Although he looked like he was led by the man with the black mask, but... The one wearing the black mask is the true expert of this group. "

Upon hearing this, Zhan Tianming once again cast his gaze onto the man wearing the flower mask.

"Check."

Human Clan: Leng Jiang.

Level:??

Description:?

The Proficiency Level could not be displayed. Obviously, this man had already reached the Semi-tao Stage, and was a true expert.

However...

"Leng Jiang? This name sounds familiar."

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

He shook his head and looked at the man in the black mask.

"Check."

Human Clan:?

Level: Nine-star Martial Monarch.

Description:?

As expected, this man wearing the black mask only had one foot in the Semi-tao Stage at most. He wasn't a true Semi-tao Stage, but for some reason, this man was the leader of this group.

Wait...

Suddenly, Zhan Tianming's heart skipped a beat. His pupils shrank and fell on the man in the black mask.

"He... he is..."

Zhan Tianming could not believe it.

Just now, the Zhan family bloodline in his body had reacted, and the Zhan Family's Ancestral Ring had reacted as well.

These two reactions were locked onto the man in the black mask.

"Hehehe... Zhan Tianming, it seems like you have sensed it." The black masked man laughed coldly, "I will now slightly release some of my qi and blood. If you still can't sense it... It will really disappoint me, but fortunately, you have sensed it. It's not too disappointing. "

Zhan Tianming frowned.

This person was actually Zhan Family!

The man in the black mask didn't care what Zhan Tianming thought. He said with a hint of interest, "I heard that you have used the Zhan Family's Tyrant Divine Palm in the past few months. You have killed quite a number of Saint Level Cultivator. At first, I didn't believe it. After all, this Tyrant Divine Palm has been lost in the Zhan Family for a long time. I have also accidentally found out some of its secrets. This is the only way to comprehend it. I didn't expect you to learn it as well."

Zhan Tianming was startled once again when he heard this.

This person actually knew the Tyrant Divine Palm?

The matter of the Fire Spirit Race being destroyed...

This doubt had been lingering in Zhan Tianming's mind many times.

At that time, the Fire Spirit Race had been turned into a huge pit by a domineering palm print.

Zhan Tianming had never understood what kind of earth-shattering power had created such a terrifying scene. It was only after he comprehended the Tyrant Divine Palm that he came to a realization.

In this world, there was no lack of such a terrifying palm technique.0

And now, Zhan Tianming understood.

The fire spirit cluster must have been destroyed by this person.

"Why?" Zhan Tianming looked straight at the man with the black mask, his eyes were filled with anger, "You... why did you destroy the Fire Spirit Race?"

"Eh? So you were there as well?" The black-masked man said in surprise.

Before Zhan Tianming could answer, the man in the black mask turned to Leng Jiang and said unhappily, "Leng Jiang, why didn't you tell me?"

"He is the candidate appointed by the master. What's the use of telling you?" Leng Jiang replied.

The man in the black mask was very unhappy that Leng Jiang had moved the master out to pressure him. The gaze he used to look at Leng Jiang was also quite cold. He could not help but snort, Humph!" Humph! Leng Jiang, don't forget that the Lord has sent me here. You are the one in charge of everything in this place, even though you are the one in charge of the Southern Region. However, you are now under my control. Both should report to me."

Leng Jiang was silent for a moment before he nodded and said, "Alright, I understand."

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