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"How many angels are there in the tribe?"

The eight-winged angel general quickly figured it all out. It seemed that their clan had not had a good life over the years and was often bullied by other domains.

Ninety-nine percent of the creatures in the Angel Realm are members of the angel clan.

"There are tens of millions of people!"

This number sounds very intimidating, but in fact, most of them belong to the collateral branch, their bloodline is not pure but mixed, which makes them very weak!

Most of them are two-winged angels.

Moreover, as time goes by, it is probably difficult for beings above the six-winged angels to appear. Unless one of them reverts to their ancestral form, the angel race is destined to disappear in the long river of history!

"Alas, I remember when my father was alive, there were hundreds of millions of people in my clan. We were an ancient race of angels. I never thought that today, only one in ten is left. It's really sad!"

He did not mention this.

"The angel race is the ancient angel race?"

Sanyan was also surprised. "You never mentioned this before!"

As a comrade-in-arms for many years, Sanyan was very surprised. No one had ever doubted the eight-winged angel general, and some even thought that he was just an alien from Kyushu!

"You all hate the Ancient Gods to the core, how dare I bring this up?"

Bayi also said with a look of being at a loss whether to laugh or cry, if he had said it at the beginning, he would inevitably be suspected. So for him, why should he even mention it?

"That's true."

The three-eyed general smiled bitterly.

"Back then, all creatures related to God were exterminated for a long time. Few people could survive, and the vast majority perished in that extermination."

"Everyone, you came to help us this time. We, the angels, will remember this kindness in our hearts!"

The twelve-winged angel elder spoke solemnly.

"Everyone, why don't you stay here? I'll do my best to be a good host and welcome Eighth Grandpa!"

Although eight-winged angels are not very noble, there are not many of them in the entire angel race, only a few dozen!

As for the six-winged angels, there are millions of them!

It is conceivable how huge the gap is. As for other members of the tribe, they only have four wings or even two wings!

Of course, above these, there are ten-winged angels, but they have not been born for a long time.

It is said that the ten-winged angel is a mutation of the angel race and a symbol of unlimited potential.

It is also a necessary point for the anti-ancestral phenomenon!

Unfortunately, there hasn't been such a creature in their tribe for nearly tens of millions of years!

How could Song Yu not see what the twelve-winged angel in front of him was thinking?

The other party was simply afraid that the demon cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demon Realm would attack again, so they found a random reason to keep them here!

"This……"

The eight-winged angel looked at Song Yu cautiously, but was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"what happened?"

Song Yu turned around and said, "Don't worry, we won't leave for now."

As long as one's identity is not exposed, it will not affect the Tianyuan Domain, and naturally, everything will be peaceful.

"Dear guests, thank you for bringing my Eighth Grandpa back. Since you have come from afar and just experienced a great battle, why don't you go down and rest first."

The twelve-winged angel said, and he waved his hand, and two six-winged angels flew over.

"Take good care of your customers and don't neglect them."

"Don't worry, elder."

The two nodded and said, "Dear guest, please come this way. We have prepared a room for you. Please rest assured and stay here!"

Song Yu did not refuse too much. He nodded and followed the others out, leaving only the eight-winged angel general here.

The eight-winged angel general is, after all, an antique of the angel clan.

It was normal to have something to talk about with his grandson. After all, it was someone else's family affair, and Song Yu was tactful enough not to listen.

"Grandpa Ba, did you go to Kyushu Continent?"

"Well, I was there for a million years..."

"Tell me about the tribe!"

The eight-winged angel general took the initiative to ask.

"How many twelve-winged angels are there in the clan?"

"Eighth Grandpa, you don't know that my brother Yu is the only twelve-winged angel in the tribe. My brother is now the tribe leader. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured thousands of years ago. Now all matters of the tribe are handed over to me!"

"It's all right now. As long as you are willing to come back, Grandpa Ba, I won't have to work so hard anymore!"

The twelve-winged angel chuckled. Although he had lived for more than one hundred thousand years, he was still a child in front of the eight-winged angel general. He did not dare to act rashly and could not put on airs.

"Eighth Grandpa, do you want to go back to the clan? Brother will be very happy to see you."

The twelve-winged angel seemed to have thought of something and immediately took the initiative to ask.

"not needed for now."

The eight-winged angel shook his head and said, "I will help you fight off the Ten Thousand Demons first. It won't be too late once you are completely safe!"

"Oh, by the way, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in the clan permanently anymore. I've joined the Human Emperor Palace. Among the four of them, one is the Palace Master of the Human Emperor Palace, who has reached the supreme realm. You must not neglect him!"

"Yes!"

The 12-winged angel also nodded and bowed immediately. Among the angel clan, the talent system clearly stated that the more wings one had, the higher the status. However, the seniority between the two was obvious. No matter how many wings one had or how high his status was, he was still a grandson!

"I'm afraid it won't be long before the Ten Thousand Demon Realm launches a full-scale general attack. There are two Supreme Realm experts guarding here. If those two attack together, I'm afraid we will still have to fight a hard battle!"

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the twelve-winged angel. If the two Supreme Mirror powerhouses had attacked from the very beginning, they would have been able to take him down in an instant. In other words, the other party did not look down on him from the beginning, otherwise how could they have persisted until now?

"You don't have to worry about this at all. With us here, the Ten Thousand Demon Realm can't do anything to you!"

The eight-winged angel just laughed. It was not because he was overconfident in himself, but because of his absolute confidence in Song Yu.

The supreme being of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm is totally inferior to the God Emperor. Even the God Emperor was killed by Song Yu. How could a few supreme demon cultivators escape from Song Yu's clutches?

"Yes!"

The twelve-winged angel nodded as if he believed it or not. He had never even heard of the Kyushu Continent. Naturally, he would subconsciously think that the opponent was weaker than him because of something he had never heard of.

"Eighth Grandpa, we won't go home until we're drunk tonight!"

The twelve-winged angel waved his sleeves, and several eight-winged angels outside slowly came over with drinks.

……

In the room where Song Yu is.

"This angel tribe is so rude that they don't even want to host a banquet for us!"

Sun Guyue was speechless. He clearly smelled the aroma of wine, but the other party didn't come to invite them and only drank with the eight-winged angel general. What should they think?

"A bunch of rude birdmen who mistakenly think they are such gentlemen!"

It was only Sun Guyue's character that made him curse here.

Just like the other three, the Fire Spirit God of War had no interest in drinking. After all, he had a completely childish personality and could not muster the slightest interest in drinking. Instead, he was playing with his Hun Tian Ling!

The three-eyed general was the type who spoke less. Although he was very dissatisfied in his heart, he did not show it. He just listened quietly beside Sun Guyue.

Song Yu didn't feel anything about this at all.

After all, it was a family dinner of the angel clan, and it would not be good for me and others to join it. I might as well take this opportunity to rest here. The people from the Ten Thousand Demon Realm will definitely not give up. When the other party comes, I will be able to deal with it!

"Human Emperor, aren't you angry?"

Sun Guyue got tired after talking for a long time, mainly because he was the only one talking. Feeling bored, he stopped talking and looked at Song Yu with curiosity.

"Why are you angry?"

Song Yu shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.

"That was just their family dinner, why get angry? Go to bed early. If my guess is correct, the Ten Thousand Demons will launch a massive attack tomorrow, and the scale of this attack will definitely be even larger than the last one!"

"I'm afraid we'll have to fight another hard battle!"

Only the Three-Eyed General is half a step to the Supreme Being. People like Sun Guyue or the Fire Spirit God of War are only emperors!

The scale is so large that even they will have a great chance of falling!

"After tomorrow, the two supreme beings of the Demon Realm will be handed over to me. You guys hold off the others. I will come to help you as soon as I have dealt with the two supreme beings!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two of them nodded very seriously.

Sun Guyue curled her lips and said calmly, "Okay, if that's the case, then let's take a break."

He is a monkey, it is impossible for him to stay in one place without moving. He is extremely dishonest from head to toe.

After the three of them rested, Sun Guyue quietly slipped out of the room.

"You have wine but you don't give me a drink. That's too much!"

Sun Guyue slipped into the wine cellar and looked at the huge wine vat in front of him, with stars in his eyes.

“That’s a lot of wine!”

"This taste is really mellow, it must be delicious!"

Sun Guyue licked the corner of his mouth and jumped in without any hesitation!

"This wine is delicious and satisfying!"

Sun Guyue was not polite at all, but luckily there were no guards outside, which made it easy for him to succeed!

He jumped into the wine cellar, and the wine inside completely drowned him. Sun Guyue was not polite enough and just opened his mouth and drank!

Although he was a monkey, he was a demon monkey after all, with a huge stomach. The wine in front of him went into his stomach, making his stomach round!

"It tastes good! This winemaking technique is no less delicious than the monkey wine made by my monkeys and grandchildren!"

Sun Guyue was extremely satisfied. He opened his mouth again and drank a few more big gulps!

“It’s so enjoyable! Hahaha!”

A hint of drunkenness appeared on his face...