CHAPTER 632: CHAPTER 218: NEVER SEEN SUCH A SHAMELESS PERSON! (6K, ASKING FOR MONTHLY PASS)_4

But just as he was about to make a joke, his entire body suddenly trembled, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

In the next moment, a dazzling red light shot up from the center of his forehead, transforming into a giant blood-red roc in mid-air.

The blood-red roc exuded a strong sense of resentment and unwillingness, and its sharp screech made everyone’s eardrums ache as if it were venting all the hatred in the world.

The six people standing in the air were stunned by this sudden change, then retreated in shock and quickly assumed defensive stances.

"Peng Emperor, this is the Peng Emperor from the Great Demon Mountain!"

"That’s right, it’s him. My master once fought with him, and his true form was just like this."

"He didn’t perish? No, this is neither a soul nor a spirit; it seems to be just a remaining obsession."

...

The few people were repeatedly shocked.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

In the next moment, the nine regimental commanders instantly emerged, carrying powerful auras, and surrounded the giant blood-red roc phantom in no time.

Xuanyuan Shuo also flashed forward, standing in mid-air with his hands behind his back, frowning deeply.

Zhou Qing was trembling all over, his spirit sea surging, accompanied by intense pain.

He almost forgot the blood curse that Elder Feng had planted in him; anyone from the Peng Blood Race within a hundred meters could detect this mark.

But he never expected the blood curse to be activated in this way.

At this moment, the four-colored flower seemed to sense Zhou Qing’s discomfort and slowly floated out.

But suddenly, a pair of hands pressed down on Zhou Qing’s shoulders, and a warm stream of Spiritual Power quietly entered his body, easing his pain considerably.

The four-colored flower rotated again, rooting back into the spirit sea.

Second Lord bitterly smiled and shook his head, then looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the enormous blood-red roc was staring at Zhou Qing below, eyes burning with fierce blood-colored flames, filled with endless hatred and killing intent toward Zhou Qing.

Then, it transformed into a special runic symbol.

"The one who killed me is this child. My clan must tear him into pieces to honor my spirit!"

Elder Feng’s voice, full of resentment and malice, echoed throughout the heaven and earth.

In an instant, everyone was stunned, all of them turned to look at Zhou Qing in shock and disbelief.

The nine regimental commanders especially looked from Xuanyuan Shuo to Zhou Qing.

As if they couldn’t react.

The only Spirit Severing Realm Peng Emperor from the Great Demon Mountain, was killed by Zhou Qing?

How is that possible?

Shouldn’t it have been the Prince?

Hearing the commotion, Xuanyuan Yichen, who had just arrived, staggered and almost fell from the air.

Lu Yaoyao and Lu Yuanzhi, who had rushed over, also widened their eyes in shock.

It must be an illusion, there must be an illusion.

Especially Lu Yaoyao, who seemed to understand something in her daze.

Could it be because of this incident that they were hunted so relentlessly by the Demon Race?

No way, it absolutely can’t be that simple.

At this time, Zhou Qing also shook his head and stood up, looking at the six avians with eyes full of resentment and the blood-colored runic seal in the air, he couldn’t help but frown.

It seemed that as long as any member of the Peng Bloodline approached him, the mark wouldn’t dissipate.

He was directly marked, with no way to escape.

Whoosh!

In the next moment, Xuanyuan Shuo appeared directly in front of Zhou Qing, his eyes narrowed, and his sharp gaze seemed to pierce through Zhou Qing.

He had also been to Spirit Skull Mountain that day, but had sensed no one nearby and even sent Jiang Pojun to investigate the Eastern Domain for several years.

How could it have been him who killed the Peng Emperor?

That old guy, even heavily injured, wouldn’t be someone a small Divinity Transformation Realm could contend with.

"No need to get so close, this is my person!" At the moment when Zhou Qing was so intently stared at that he felt uncomfortable, Second Lord directly stood between them.

Hearing that familiar elderly voice, Xuanyuan Shuo couldn’t help but be stunned.