The world of self-cultivation has been ruined by me

Just after crossing the clouds, Su Le was stopped by a few people with wings.

Golden wings, handsome appearance, a bit cold and arrogant, this seems to be the symbol of the golden-winged roc, every one of them is like this.

"Blood Wing, are all your clansmen golden-winged rocs?" Su Le was a little curious.

The blood-winged roc snorted, "If that's the case, our clan would have dominated the Northern Plains long ago."

"Unfortunately, the number of our clan is too small. Most of them are ordinary rocs, and there are also some golden rocs with thin blood. They all live below the clouds, and they are not allowed to step through the clouds without permission."

Su Le suddenly said: "No wonder no one stopped me before. Your clan's rules are so strict. When they saw me rushing straight into the sky, they thought I was Jin Peng, right?"

During the conversation, Jin Peng, the leader on the opposite side, said, "Which tribe are you, why haven't I seen you?"

This person's temperament was unique to the Golden Winged Roc, so he did not suspect that the other party was a foreign race.

Su Le glanced at him sharply, then raised his head slightly, and said in a disdainful gesture, "I haven't come back for hundreds of years, so no one recognizes me?"

"Hundreds of years?" Jin Peng, the leader, was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "All the ancestors of this clan are in Mount Peng, and there is no one who has left for 500 years..."

Speaking of this, he paused, looked at Su Le carefully with some suspicion, and suddenly his face changed drastically.

"Are you the Blood Wing Patriarch?"

"Hmph!" He snorted heavily, expressing his dissatisfaction in his heart.

In fact, this sound was not just for pretending, but the blood-winged roc in his mind was also extremely dissatisfied.

"Who is managing Pengshan now, and didn't pass on the existence of this king, what a jerk!"

The leader Jinpeng couldn't hear the words of the Blood Wing Roc, he just stared blankly at the Blood Wing Roc, swallowed with difficulty, and said: "Blood Wing King, you follow them to rest first, and the younger ones report."

After speaking, he said to the Jinpeng behind him: "You guys serve the Blood Wing King well and don't neglect."

After making the arrangements, he didn't stop for a moment, and directly flapped his wings and rushed to the higher sky.

"Hey... are you so impatient?"

Su Le was a little speechless. He originally meant that he didn't want to have too much contact with other Jinpeng, so as not to be seen through after a long time. After all, this is the old nest of the golden-winged roc, and the strong are like clouds.

It's just that Jin Peng's speed was extremely fast, and he disappeared into the higher clouds in the blink of an eye, which made him have to give up his previous plan.

Looking at the few Jinpeng standing obediently beside him, Su Le thought for a while, and felt that it was not suitable for him to stand in his position, so he said, "You guys, take me back to rest first."

"Yes, Blood Wing King." Several Jinpeng glanced at each other, bowed in response, and then took the lead and flew towards Pengshan.

Approaching Mount Peng, Su Le realized that there was no place to stay on the mountain, and all he could see were smooth and straight walls.

"This...is a place where people live?"

"We are not human in the first place." Blood Wing Dapeng was in a good mood, and answered with a smile.

"Yes, you are birds, as long as you hang on."

"Hanging? What do you mean?"

You still don't understand, Old Antique... Ignoring the blood-winged roc, Su Le followed a few Jinpeng to a huge cave, and flew in directly.

Inside the cave is huge and crude, with only a few things.

The water seeping out of the mountain forms a clear pool, and there are two thick short-necked trees next to it. There are hammocks hanging between the big trees, and there are several stone benches, tables and chairs. Other than that, there are no decorations.

"Blood Wing King, please take your seat first, and the little ones go to prepare delicious wine and precious fruits." One of them was left waiting for dispatch, and the remaining Jinpeng flapped their wings and left.

"wait……"

Sighing helplessly, Su Le flipped onto the hammock and swayed with his arms on his pillow.

Ding dong, ding dong.

Su Le closed his eyes slightly, listening to the ethereal sound of water droplets, suddenly felt extremely peaceful in his heart.

His mind gradually became empty, and his consciousness slowly became blurred. Su Le vaguely heard faint footsteps, but he didn't bother to pay attention. Now he just wants to sleep.

In a daze, Su Le suddenly felt palpitations. Su Le woke up instantly, and before he could open his eyes, he rolled over and fell off the hammock.

The breath of death followed like a shadow, and the feeling of heart palpitations became more and more intense. Without thinking, Su Le took out the fangs from the Thousand Faces Space and placed them on top of his head.

Then his eyes snapped open.

boom.

The first thing that came into view was a thin and withered palm, with slightly bent fingers, grabbing towards Su Le, just blocked by the fangs he took out in time.

Seeing that the skinny palm was about to be grabbed, the fangs squirmed quickly, and soon a palm collided with the skinny palm.

After a slight pause, the skinny palm was repelled, and then a figure without facial features appeared, blocking Su Le's face.

Only then did Su Le see the person who attacked him clearly. He was a thin old man with long, soft golden hair, wearing a golden roc-patterned robe, and his face was somewhat similar to that of Blood Wing.

"It's him, my second uncle, King Guyun, who is very unfriendly to me."

Listening to the introduction of the blood-winged roc, Su Le stared at King Guyun coldly, and said, "Second Uncle, I haven't seen you for many years, so you hate me so much?"

"I've been here for so many years, I've developed skills, and I dare to fight against this king." King Guyun snorted coldly, looked at the avatar standing in front of Su Le, and said, "Do you think you can fight against this king with just a puppet? "

As if he didn't want to talk nonsense with Su Le, after he finished speaking, he shot again.

With a thought in his mind, Su Le let the avatar block it, and quickly backed away.

bang bang.

The muffled sound resounded densely, and the two figures stuck together, almost forming a phantom with the terrifying speed of the attack.

Without the terrifying aftermath as imagined, each Peng and one incarnation have achieved perfect control of power.

"Half-step transformation!"

Although Su Le couldn't see the movements of the two sides clearly, he could roughly tell that the two sides were evenly matched, and their strength seemed to be about the same.

"Hundreds of years ago, he was in the late stage of Nascent Soul, so it's not surprising that he has achieved half-step transformation of a god now." The voice of the blood-winged roc was a little low.

"What, jealous?"

Su Le attacked unceremoniously: "I advise you to make a worse plan. You return to your own clan, but you will be attacked instead. I'm afraid the current Golden Winged Peng clan has changed."

"Impossible. This king's father was a half-step god-turning cultivator back then, and now he will only be higher. The Jinpeng clan should still be under his control." The blood-winged roc retorted.

Su Le sneered and said, "Don't be stupid, if your father is still there, he must have noticed the movement here with his cultivation level, why didn't he come over?"

The blood-winged roc was silent for a while, and said, "Maybe he is in retreat?"

"I don't want to discuss the relationship with the Peng clan with you. I just want to ask you, what should I do now?"

Trapped in the lair and in great danger, all because of listening to the bragging of the blood-winged roc, Su Le was a little annoyed.