Douluo Dalu 5 Rebirth of Tang San

The young man he called Wang Yan smiled slightly, "I'm so scared! Do you know that your own behavior is stupid? If you didn't have much trouble, you still wanted to let you go. If you threaten me like this, then I can It’s just killing. It’s also a good choice to have the blood of the Golden Family buried with my "sister"."

Song Jun's face changed, "Wang Yan, you are just a waste of your family, so you are so confident that you can defeat us?"

Wang Yan shrugged his shoulders, "It's just that I might not be able to do it. After all, you are the eighth level, and I am also the eighth. Who made me a clan trash? As trash, as the eldest son of me, I am about to be taken by me. That old man is deprived of the right to inheritance. So, isn’t I just forced to get rid of the dissidents? Don’t think I don’t know. You approached my so-called sister because I heard that my father had treated her. Do you want to be one of the heirs to the throne? You think too much. Father did this just to arouse the competitive spirit of me and my trash brothers."

Having said that, he paused for a moment and looked at the beautiful son behind Song Junhou, "But my sister, I really have to work a little bit harder than us. She is less than fourteen years old, and she is already a sixth-order... This is a bit annoying. If she becomes the successor in line, she will be favored by the god-level priority rule, which is still a bit threatening. And we, the Peacock Demon Clan, as the descendants of the Peacock Demon King, how can we allow a miscellaneous Can blood come to win this possibility? Only her blood can wash away this shame. The mistake that the old man made back then, let me, the son, come and wipe him clean."

Song Junhou's complexion became more and more ugly. Of course he could feel that the clansmen of the surrounding four Peacock Demon Races were very powerful, all of which were cultivated at eight levels. On their side, he is the only one of the eighth rank. What's more, the Peacock Demon Clan is the inheritance of the Peacock Demon Emperor, although there is no great Demon Emperor in this line, but the bloodline strength is extremely powerful. At the same level, he may not be Wang Yan's opponent.

"You guys, if you don’t see or find anything at all. It’s not that you can’t let you go, just pretend that she has fallen into the mouth of the monster. You know, I’m the eldest son of mine, and my little brothers are trash. Not as good as me. After I inherit the throne and inherit the will of the Demon Emperor, I can also cover you."

Unless necessary, Wang Yan actually didn't want to kill Song Junhou. After all, he was the bloodline of the Golden Family. Once he killed it and exposed it, Wang Yan would also be in great trouble. So the words it said before are more for intimidation.

Song Junhou really hesitated. It was natural to please the beautiful son. Apart from the beauty of the beautiful son, the biggest reason was the needs of the family. The internal struggle of the Golden Family is also very serious. If you want to inherit the throne in the future, you need not only your own strength, but also foreign aid. It was just after hearing that Mei Gongzi might be appointed as one of the candidates for successor by the contemporary Peacock Demon King, and had this idea. Otherwise, the beautiful son has human blood after all, and it is impossible to approach her with the pride of his golden family blood.

But at this time, facing the possible danger of life, the Peacock Demon Race was very strong in terms of speed. In front of so many powerful people, it was a very difficult thing to run, so he couldn't help but hesitate.

It really fell in Wang Yan's hands, and it was still in this deep mountain and old forest. As long as they were completely wiped out, the family might not be able to find anything. It is not the only heir to the family.

Moreover, Wang Yan's method of eliminating dissidents is also normal in his opinion. When his inheritance rights are threatened, such situations will occur within any monster race. This is the weak prey among the monsters.

But if he just retreated like this, would Wang Yan really let him go?

Seeing it hesitated, the smile on Wang Yan's face suddenly became stronger, "Is it a chance for a miscellaneous blood, or the eldest son of me, you should know very well. In the history of our monster clan, but There has never been a miscellaneous succession to the throne. This will never make an exception for her. The ancestral court will not allow it. She is just a tool to inspire us. If you think about it, we will leave. Aside. My words count, we won’t kill her in front of you, we just take her away. You just don’t see it."

Song Jun took a deep breath and suddenly shouted, "No. You want to take her away, unless you defeat me first." As he said, his golden light was released, and he stepped out, rushing directly towards Wang Yan. .

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment. This kid had obviously hesitated. How could he suddenly make a move? But in the next instant, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Don't use it at all. A peacock demon clan with a screen on the back had already flashed out, and the peacock feathers that opened behind were full of light, and the strange colored light swallowed the heaven and earth energy in the air. The right hand was shot, and in the palm of the palm, the colorful light was rippling, directly meeting Song Junhou's impact.

With a loud bang, Song Junhou was directly blasted out.

With its hands-on, several other members of the team also shot at the same time, each attacking the Peacock Demon Race around them. However, the strength of the guards of the four great Peacock Demon Races was so strong that they knocked them to the ground and swept down the hillside.

It took a few breaths before and after. On the hillside, there were only five Peacock demon tribes including Wang Yan, and the beautiful son who had neither hands nor made a sound from beginning to end.

Tang San had already quietly approached when these Peacock Demon Races appeared, and he could hear the conversations between the two sides clearly. I also saw Song Junhou and others being beaten down the hillside.

Is the golden poodle so weak? of course not. Because he saw that after the Golden Poodle was beaten down the hillside, this one just ran away. Yes, with a few other teammates who were also shot down the hillside, they ran away directly. No one was injured.

It's tricky, there must be tricky in it.

Either it was a collusion long ago, or it was an agreement that was just reached. Seeing them run so fast, the possibility of the latter is obviously greater.

"My dear sister, now we can have a good talk." Wang Yan's mouth turned up, and the other four Peacock Demon Races moved forward slowly, compressing the encirclement.

Mei Gongzi's face was still calm, his eyes were cold, "I have nothing to say to you, I am not your sister either."

Wang Yan’s eyes flickered, "Of course I hope you are not my sister. With your appearance, if you are not related to me, it should be good to be a concubine for me when I grow up. Unfortunately, you made a mistake. Fetus. Don’t let your father love you so much. Come with us. I won’t kill you. Otherwise, under the influence of blood, my father will feel it. I just imprison you until the day I ascend the throne. , I will let you go."

Hearing what he said, the beautiful son sneered, "Just because you were afraid of wolves and tigers, you still want to inherit the throne? If you really inherit, then the Peacock Demon Clan has come to an end."

Wang Yan was furious. What he most resented was that he was said to be trash since he was a child. Although he was really talented and didn't work hard, the more such a monster, the more he wanted to prove himself. Although it has nothing to be proud of, it definitely has a proud heart.

"Take it!" Wang Yan shouted angrily.

The four eighth-order Peacock Demon Races were about to do it immediately, but at this moment, they suddenly felt something, and suddenly dispersed to the surroundings.

A piece of cold light fell from the air without any sound.