Chapter 1841 Quetzalcoatl

"Quetzalcoatl?"

What tribe?

The demon tribe or the feather tribe?

Ye Feng's face was full of doubt. Si Tu

There is no doubt that the five figures that flew in the air are very extraordinary.

Especially the one in the middle, Ye Feng felt an extremely suppressed aura of a strong man from the other party. It is not difficult for him to guess that this person is deliberately suppressing his own strength.

How terrifying is it? Perhaps only a strong man like the fat monk can really find out some of the basics.

"Okay, okay."

"Lord Quetzalcoatl has arrived, and our demon tribe has strong reinforcements."

"Take back the holy weapon, capture that kid, and kill all the human race."

"..."

Five flying figures fell, and the demon tribe's momentum soared.

"Lord Quetzalcoatl, it was the monk who stole the holy weapon and protected the enemy who killed my beloved son. Please help and kill these trash of the human race..." Before the five masters stood firm, Fen Ao stepped forward a few steps and bowed to the man in the middle.

Even he, a second-level saint, had to call this person "sir", which shows that the status of this "Quetzalcoatl" is very high.

Quetzalcoatl is the patriarch of the Quetzalcoatl clan, worshipped by thousands of clansmen, and the power of blood inheritance is extremely strong.

But the Quetzalcoatl clan, neither feathers nor demons, has rarely been involved in fights. If it weren't for the tomb of the "Great Peacock Sage" being opened this time, the demon clan would not have been able to invite this great god to come.

"Hmm?"

"I came here to help you, didn't I?"

The Quetzalcoatl's eyes swept over several demon clan strongmen, and finally stopped at Fan Ao.

A hint of sarcasm and sneer appeared on his lips: "The demon tribe believes that the strong are respected. Since you are no match for that monk, just give up that idea, so as not to let everyone laugh at you."

"Now, you guys push it away first, I will open this hall and enter the tomb first."

After the feathered serpent god finished speaking, the other tribesmen who followed him also showed a savage smile and scolded unceremoniously: "Did you hear what my tribe leader said clearly? Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless."

A powerful deterrent burst out from the feathered serpent god and the tribesmen around him, shaking all around.

Some warriors with average strength immediately retreated in embarrassment.

Fan Ao's face was ashen.

I thought that the feathered serpent god and his men were his strong reinforcements, but I didn't expect that the other party didn't take him, a second-level saint, seriously at all. This humiliation made him almost unbearable.

It's just that the feathered serpent god's cultivation is so strong that it is even better than the fat monk of the human race. For a moment, Fan Ao was helpless.

The strong pressure swept over, and Ye Feng's face immediately turned pale, and his bones "cracked" as if they were squeezed.

As for Zhongli and Bai Susu, they were protected by Bai Hucheng's Yuanli, otherwise, they would not be able to bear it at this moment.

It's really... too scary!

Ye Feng's forehead showed a trace of cold sweat. The Quetzalcoatl hadn't made a move yet, but just a few Quetzalcoatl tribesmen created such momentum, and almost crushed him.

Fat monk, Quetzalcoatl...

One after another, super-powerful saints appeared. What mysterious secret is hidden in this ancient hall?

"Damn..."

The Star City Lord took a breath, "The original demon tribe, feather tribe, and water tribe were already difficult to deal with, and now there is a feathered serpent tribe? Brother Bai, do you think we should continue to go deeper?"

"These alien races have ill intentions towards our human race. City Lord, why don't you take my daughter and Zhongli back to Xingguang City first. I will take care of Ye Feng."

Bai Hucheng nodded. At this time, Ye Feng could not leave the protection of the fat monk, otherwise, he did not want to stay and wade in this muddy water.

And from the previous words of the feathered serpent tribe, they came here for a special purpose.

They came specifically for the Peacock Great Sage.

"Okay!" The Star City Lord uttered a word.

Many alien races have ill intentions towards the human race. The fat monk can protect Ye Feng, but he will not protect Bai Su Su and Zhong Li. It is better to leave as soon as possible.

After a few people discussed for a while, the Star City Lord quietly took Bai Susu and Zhongli away from this dangerous place. At the same time, the feathered serpent over there had already taken action.

This person's origin was unknown. A little blood shot out from his hand. Inadvertently, the rune light shone brightly, and the door of the ancient hall that many strong men had attacked for half a day suddenly opened silently.

"It is indeed... the tomb of the Peacock Great Sage."

The feathered serpent murmured to himself.

From his expression, it can be seen that there is an irrepressible joy.

"Listen carefully, since it is the tomb of the Peacock Great Sage of the demon clan, except for the demon clan, all other people are not allowed to enter. Those who violate the rules will be killed without mercy." Several feathered serpents under his command shouted again with high arrogance.

This time, even the feather clan and the water clan were excluded.

"What?"

"We have been busy all day, and we are going to be sent away with just one sentence?"

"..."

Dissatisfied voices arose everywhere. How could the Water Clan and the Feather Clan return empty-handed? The crowd was immediately excited, especially the Water Clan. Seven or eight strong men above the semi-saint realm all had unfriendly looks in their eyes.

One of the Water Clan saints, after taking a look at the Quetzalcoatl, laughed coldly: "Why, this expert wants to take over the tomb by himself with his own strength? Humph, do you think that we Water Clan can't find strong helpers?"

"That's right. Since it's the tomb of the Peacock Great Sage, then our Feather Clan must go in and explore. The Great Sage's Taoist companion is our clan's senior Feng Jiuhuang... If you don't let us in, then we can only ask seniors who have experienced four or five holy tribulations to come and learn from your master's skills."

Someone from the Feather Clan also sneered.

Seeing this scene, a trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the Feathered Serpent God. There were more than a dozen Saint Realm warriors here, and he couldn't do anything to kill people to silence them. If the Water Clan and the Feather Clan really summoned masters who were equal to themselves, it would be easy to cause trouble.

It seems that they can only enter the tomb together.

If these guys want to compete for what they like, then... just kill them all.

Thinking of this, the Feathered Serpent God's voice sank, and he shouted sinisterly: "The Water Clan and the Feather Clan can enter, as for the Human Clan... a bunch of trash, hehe, if you dare to step into the tomb without permission, you will be killed... without mercy."

As soon as the voice came out, murderous aura overflowed.

"Is that so?"

"I want to see where this dog or cat came from, daring to shout like that in my human territory."

Before the fat monk could speak, at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the void, and a pure sword intent emerged.

"Swoosh!"

The speed of the sword intent was so fast that it could only make people feel like the rising tide of the sea, and the overwhelming pressure was overwhelming.

Swooshing into the air, even the void was shaken with a few ripples.