Deer Congrong's words were quite reasonable.
In a battle between two armies, it was rare for the generals of both sides to personally enter the battlefield and risk their lives.
As long as the Holy Son Feng Ming wasn't stupid, he wouldn't easily put himself in danger.
Yang Fan didn't know if he was happy or worried, but he felt that it was a pity.
"Master, although it's unlikely that the Holy Son Feng Ming will personally come, with the experience of West Chu City, he will definitely send even more powerful half-step Spirit Beast Emperors to suppress and destroy. So, if you run now, you should still be able to make it!"
Deer Congrong once again urged Yang Fan to run.
It was now Yang Fan's pet beast. If Yang Fan didn't run away, it would definitely be used as cannon fodder when faced with the half-step Spirit Beast Emperors of the Wanyao Mountain.
Deer Congrong knew about the remaining half-step Spirit Beast Emperors of the Wanyao Mountain. They were all ridiculously strong and it definitely couldn't deal with them.
As a slave of three surnames, Deer Congrong didn't care about face anymore. Even if its former colleagues pointed at its nose and called it a demon, it was confident that it could handle it.
But the problem was that it hadn't lived long enough. It didn't want to die yet!
"Why run?"
Yang Fan couldn't help but lift his foot to kick this coward.
"The capital isn't made of mud, how can we let those demon bastards run wild?"
"Don't say that the Holy Son Feng Ming doesn't dare to come. Even if he really does come, what is there to be afraid of? As long as he isn't an emperor, he can't overturn the heavens!"
"It's not like only your Spirit Beast Realm has Emperor Level Spirit Treasures. How do you know that the three emperors of the human race didn't leave behind any Emperor Level Spirit Treasures before they went into seclusion?"
Being afraid before a battle was definitely not Yang Fan's style.
When it was time to be cautious, Yang Fan cherished his life more than anyone else. He was so careful that he wished he could use Charm on everyone he saw and turn them into his own people.
However, when it came to putting his life on the line, Yang Fan had never been a coward, especially when it came to killing Demonic Beasts. Did he think that his title of Bloodhand Fiend Butcher was fake?
Deer Congrong was speechless as he lamented in his heart.
What could it do with such an iron-headed master? It was also in despair.
The idiotic owner was unwilling to run away. As his pet, Deer Congrong had no other choice but to wait for death with him.
Meanwhile.
Grand Elder Feng Qi, Feng Chen, Feng Lang, and Feng Chu of the Wanyao Mountain were already on their way to the capital city.
Behind them, there were only six Half Step Demon Royals. There were no other Demon Emperors or Beast Kings.
The ten Half-step Demon Royals were hurrying towards the territory of the Human Clan in the air. They all looked gloomy and listless.
"Grand Elder, are we really going to the capital city?"
After leaving the Wanyao Mountain for tens of thousands of kilometers, Feng Lang suddenly asked Grand Elder Feng Qi.
"That bastard Feng Ming is obviously sending us to our deaths! There are now eleven Half Step Emperors in the capital city and no less than ten Peak-Level Sovereigns. With our little Demon Power, what else can we do other than delivering food to them? "
Shh!
Feng Qi, Feng Chen, and the other Demon Royals' expressions changed almost at the same time. They secretly winked at Feng Lang.
Then, the Demon Royals activated their Demon Power at the same time and set up a Will Barrier above the space.
"Feng Lang, even if you want to die, don't drag us down with you. Don't you know that Feng Ming is best at the Heaven Eye Divine Ability?"
"If it monitors what you said just now, with its temperament, it will definitely kill you directly!"
Feng Chen and Feng Chu complained at the same time.
Grand Elder Feng Qi shook his head slightly and said, "Okay, we are now in the void. Feng Ming's Heaven Eye Divine Ability consumes a lot of energy to monitor here. It shouldn't pay attention to us all the time."
Feng Chen and Feng Chu withdrew their angry gazes from Feng Lang and turned to look at Grand Elder, "Grand Elder, what do you think we should do now? With our little Demon Royals, it is indeed a little dangerous for us to go there."
Feng Lang curled his lips.
These two idiots, didn't they have the same idea as him?
"I also know that this trip is extremely dangerous." Feng Qi asked softly, "But do we have the right to choose not to go?"
"Don't forget, our bloodline descendants are all in Feng Ming's hands now. If you want to disobey, unless you don't want their lives anymore."
"Moreover, Feng Ming is now holding the Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure, which represents the will of the Phoenix Demon Emperor. If you don't listen to its orders, it is no different from rebelling against the Demon Emperor. Do you want to bear the name of a traitor of the Thousand Demon Mountain?"
Everyone was speechless.
The lives of their descendants didn't matter, they could just be reborn after death.
However, they couldn't bear the name of a traitor. Otherwise, when the Phoenix Demon Emperor came out of seclusion in the future, the first thing he would do would be to kill them, these traitors.
In the Demon Clan, traitors and traitors were known together. They were both not tolerated by the Demon Clan. They were the kind of characters that people disliked and abandoned. Wherever they went, they would be ostracized and despised.
Even if they escaped from the Thousand Demon Mountain, they probably wouldn't have much of a foothold in the other four Demon Clan Holy Lands.
After all, they were different from those mixed demons. They all had the purest Fire Phoenix bloodline flowing in their bodies. If they went to other clans, they wouldn't be truly trusted.
"Then what should we do?" Feng Lang's soul spoke again: "If we go, we'll die. If we don't go, we most likely won't live. Are we really going to accept our fate like this and obediently go to the capital to die?"
This time, Feng Chen and Feng Chu didn't blame Feng Lang for talking nonsense. Instead, they also raised their heads and looked at Feng Qi.
Feng Qi said: "We definitely have to go to the capital. Our goal of assassinating Yang Fan can't be changed."
"Although I is very disgusted with Feng Ming's despicable method of eliminating dissidents and sacrificing so many half-step Demon Emperors in the clan for nothing, they still didn't accomplish their goal of assassinating Yang Fan."
"However, there's one thing that I also feels that he might not have done wrong. That is, this Yang Fan of the Human Clan really deserves to die. Especially after the battle of West Chu City, I is even more afraid of him. "
"If we really let him spread the Ten Cardinal Purgatory Demon Slaying Formation to every city of the Human Clan Federation, then the Human Clan will definitely become a great threat to our entire Demon Clan!"
"Therefore, Yang Fan must die. We can't let him set up the Ten Cardinal Purgatory Demon Slaying Formation in the capital. We have to completely eliminate him from the source!"
Feng Lang was dumbfounded.
Previously, when he confronted Feng Ming in the Thousand Demon Mountain, this old thing didn't say this.
Previously, he said that Yang Fan was nothing to worry about and that there was no need to spend so much effort to deal with him. Why did everything change as soon as he came out?
Feng Chen and Feng Chu weren't too surprised.
Yang Fan's threat was obvious. Previously, the First Elder said that he was nothing to worry about and only wanted to deal with Feng Ming. He didn't really mean that he didn't take Yang Fan's threat to heart.
Imagine, a Beast Tamer who could even subdue a half-step Demon Emperor, a Formation Grandmaster who could trap and kill a half-step Demon Emperor, and an Emperor-level Necromancer who could even refine a half-step Demon Emperor's beast soul. Which Demon Clan wouldn't be afraid and afraid?
Especially for half-step Demon Emperors like them, Yang Fan's existence was simply their nemesis, wasn't it?
"But the problem is that it's useless for us to go there. Yang Fan is now protected by at least 11 half-step Demon Emperors of the Human Clan. We can't defeat him!"
Feng Lang was always so straightforward with his words, hitting the nail on the head.
Feng Qi glanced at it and said, "So, we can't go to the capital directly. Before killing Yang Fan, we have to borrow some soldiers first!"
"I have a few life-and-death friends in Misty Mountain, and their cultivations are not inferior to I's. If we can invite them to help, the 11 half-step Demon Emperors in the capital will not be a threat!"
Feng Qi raised his hand and gently stroked the fluff under his chin, looking like he was devising a strategy.
The eyes of Feng Chen, Feng Chu, Feng Lang, and a few of their trusted subordinates lit up at the same time. In this case, they still had some hope for this trip.
Feng Chen rolled his eyes and interrupted, "First Elder, I also have two or three friends outside. Their cultivations are not bad. Why don't we bring them along?"
"And me!" Feng Chu also said softly, "I can also summon two or three half-step Demon Emperors to help!"
Feng Lang opened its mouth and wanted to talk, but it found that there were no half-step Demon Emperors outside the clan who had the same cultivation as it, so it could not help but shut its mouth obediently.
What the f * ck.
These guys still dare to say that they have no ambition?
If they had no ambition, who would secretly develop their own forces outside the Wanyao Mountain?
If it wasn't for the fact that they were caught up in a life-threatening crisis, they might still be hiding their strength.
"Alright!" First Elder Feng Qi nodded decisively. "If there are any, call them all. The more, the better!"
"We don't have much time left. If we let Yang Fan set up the Ten Directions Purgatory Demon Slaying Formation before we arrive in the capital, even if we go with half-step Demon Emperors, we will only be killed by him."
"So, it's best for us to act separately now. Each of us will go and summon our own helpers outside the clan, and then gather at the borders of the human clan as soon as possible!"
First Elder looked at the three Divine Sons in front of him and said, "Each of you only has ten minutes. If you can't gather here in ten minutes, I won't wait any longer. If you don't want your bloodline to be cut off and be labeled as a traitor of the Fire Phoenix, you can take the opportunity to escape."
The three Divine Sons shook their heads and waved their hands at the same time, indicating that they absolutely would not.
Among them, Feng Lang was the most annoyed. This was because it felt that when First Elder Feng Qi said that sentence just now, his eyes were always looking at it, intentionally or unintentionally.
Who was he looking down on?
Although it did have the intention to escape before, wasn't that because it could not see the hope of survival and thought that it was going to die?
Now, since it could find more helpers and have hope of survival, why would it run? Did it really want to be labeled as a traitor of the clan?
Feng Lang was the third Divine Son of the Fire Phoenix Clan. As long as there was a little hope, it would not be willing to give up the benefits in the clan!
"Alright, there's not much time left. Everyone, go now!"
Whoosh!
As Feng Qi waved his hand, the ten half-step Demon Emperors present all disappeared.
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