Come to Longjiang, the tide will not rise and fall, and the water will rise to the sky.

The mountains and forests on both sides of the strait were gusty, and the vegetation and sand were rolling like a dragon.

In the air, thousands of cultivators struggled and screamed, their blood tumbling, and their voices hoarse.

Above the sky, Jinpeng probed his claws from the sky, trying to grab the mountain!

The scene in this scene was too terrifying, making Zhu Dahai tremble uncontrollably.

He has been in danger all the year round, and his perception of danger is far greater than that of ordinary people, and he also bears a deeper fear than ordinary people feel!

"Is this the monster of this world?"

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, staring at the sky.

This golden-winged Dapeng is as big as a star, spreads its wings thousands of miles, and has golden feathers, which can cover the sun, but if that's all, its size will not be comparable to the ten big monsters in the human world. larger.

What made him look sideways was the blood energy that was like substance, hotter than magma, blood energy like a sea, and under the blessing of the endless blood energy, the physique of this golden-winged Dapeng was tyrannical to an astonishing level!

A golden-winged Dapeng, its blood is more terrifying than the tens of millions of people in a city combined!

However, his eyes flashed, but he looked towards the northwest.

More than a hundred miles away in the northwest, on the top of a shaking and trembling barren mountain, there was a flash of white clothes.

That is, blue daffodils.

"Whoo~"

Lan Narcissus slowly exhaled.

Martial arts practice is based on the 'Dongtian'. Whether in ancient times or today, only the cultivation of the 'Dongtian' is a great power. Once the cultivation is in the 'Dongtian', it will not only have a lifespan of 3,000, but also the power of the blessing of the dungeon.

Although this golden-winged Dapeng is tyrannical, it seems that he is still underage and cannot be regarded as a powerful level.

But even if it is not a powerful, ten thousand law realm, it is not that he can compete at this time.

His thoughts moved, and his eyes fell on Mo Baobao, who was eager to try: "Baby, although this golden-winged Dapeng has not cultivated into the 'Dongtian', he is also a master in the realm of 'all methods', and it is up to you to take action."

Only then did he understand.

It's probably not a coincidence that Mo Baobao can still take the 'Xumi Jinshan' when he goes down the mountain.

To help yourself.

"Uh-huh."

Mo Baobao nodded excitedly, rubbed his fingers, and pointed to the sky: "Xiaojin, smash that bird down for me!"

hum~

Mo Baobao gave a light reprimand, and a round of golden light suddenly appeared behind him, and the shadow of the majestic mountains was reflected in the sky.

boom!

The thousand-hundred-mile airflow was instantly shattered by the incomparably arrogant shadow of the mountains, and the air waves visible to the naked eye blew away the clouds and currents in the sky like a Tianhe, blowing the golden-winged Dapeng bird that spread its wings for thousands of miles!

This golden light is as bright as the sun, and the moment it emerges, it has already illuminated the nine days by candlelight. The golden light is like a waterfall. Wherever it shines, everything in the void that is invisible to the naked eye appears in layers.

Lai Longjiang was furious, and the gust of wind that suddenly rose from many mountains and rivers on both sides of the strait seemed to be completely defeated by some kind of terrifying force, and the dust, sand and gravel that were raging on the ground were also oppressed by some kind of terrifying breath.

Flying across the sky, the many loose cultivators who were about to be swallowed by the golden-winged Dapeng also fell from the sky and smashed into the earth and the river.

An invisible and heavy oppression filled everyone's heart instantly.

Heaven and earth seem to be frozen at this time.

Everyone looked up and saw the shadow of a majestic and sacred mountain spanning the sky and the earth, and the moment it appeared, it turned into reality, like the earth vacating, smashing towards the golden-winged Dapeng tens of thousands of feet in the sky. go with!

uh~

At the moment when the golden light appeared, Jinpeng above the sky fluttered his wings as if he was aware of it.

The big wings fluttered the fan, evacuating thousands of smoke and dust, the sound waves were raging, stirring thousands of miles of sky, visible to the naked eye, in the golden light made of endless blood and energy, there were countless runes flowing.

At the moment when the 'Xumi Jinshan' rose into the sky, there were thousands of sword qi generated in the golden light, and the storm was like a countercurrent.

Turned into an endless torrent of magical powers, trying to stop the Nasumi Jinshan!

All-powerful.

When the ten thousand laws are formed, one body can transform ten thousand methods, and the blood and energy are swollen, like ten thousand monks shooting at the same time.

The momentum is enormous.

boom! Boom!

Thousands of miles in the sky and the earth shook under the shocking collision, the mountains collapsed everywhere, and the river water boiled back and forth.

As well as the looming mansion in the divine light, it also shook for it, and little ripples splashed above the ban.

"Sumi Jinshan of Taiyimen!"

Someone exclaimed and recognized the shadow of the mountains in the sky.

There are nine true forms of Taiyimen, and Xumi Jinshan is one of them.

"Sumi Jinshan."

An Qisheng's eyes reflected the outline of Xumi Jinshan.

This Xumi Jinshan contains extremely profound legal principles, not only a spiritual treasure, but also a self-real form, a spiritual form, a spiritual transformation, a heavenly gangway, a thousand laws, a cave, until it shatters the vacuum and becomes a complete seal of the realm of unity. Hou level inheritance!

boom!

The duration of the collision was far shorter than anyone imagined. The golden-winged Dapeng, which spread its wings for thousands of miles, was hit by the phantom of the Sumeru Golden Mountain.

First, it took off thousands of feet of blood and scattered in the sky, and then fell down like a meteor, pulling out streaks of violently burning white gas.

It was knocked down into the sky by a single blow!

hum~

The shadow of the golden mountain of Sumeru disappeared at once, and at the top of the barren mountain, Mo Baobao's face was pale, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Senior brother, I can't do it! Xiao Jin is too heavy, I can't kill the bird!"

The little guy smashed his butt, was sweating profusely, and shouted like he was dehydrated.

Xumi Jinshan is a Fenghou-level spiritual treasure, which contains the cave world and has the power to smash the vacuum. Where can he be motivated by a little guy at the spiritual level.

This shadow of Xumi is still the spontaneous power of Lingbao, he just holds the 'key' in his hand.

"Sumi Jinshan of Taiyimen!"

The mountains and rivers cracked, the earth collapsed, and a painful roar was heard.

A heroic young man dressed in golden armor stained red with blood stood up in the midst of the ruins, and the sound of 'crackling' bones and bones shattered from his body.

Blood qi spreads around him like a fog, and you can faintly see the law in that blood qi peristalsis.

huh~

He took a deep breath, and the blood around him flowed back, from the pores all over his body into the body, no blood flowed.

But even so, his face was still pale, his body trembled unconsciously, and he was severely injured.

There was anger in his heart.

Unexpectedly, a junior from the Taiyi sect actually brought Xumi Jinshan with him. The blow was so heavy that even his physique could hardly bear it.

If it wasn't for him also wearing the Lingbao armor, he would either die or be disabled.

"Daoist friends of the Golden Wing Dapeng family, why are you here?"

Lan Narcissus stood up and stood in front of Mo Baobao, covering her aggressive cold eyes.

Among the nine states in the world, one state is exclusively owned by the demon clan, one state is occupied by the ancient relics, the remaining seven states are all owned by the human race, and the Four Seas Islands belong to the dragon and phoenix clans.

The rest of the clan lived in seclusion in many oases in the boundless desert sea.

This is the rule set by Guanglong Supreme to divide the world 30,000 years ago. Even if Guanglong Supreme has been sitting for more than 20,000 years, it has not changed.

Rarely is anyone offended.

Because the Supreme Imperial Court of Guanglong still stands above the clouds in Zhongzhou.

"Dongzhou is the ancestral land of my demon clan. If your human clan can occupy it, my demon clan can't even come?"

The Yingwu youth looked at Lan Shuixian coldly: "What is beyond the control of the three holy places, even a junior from the Taiyi sect of yours?"

"Miscellaneous bird, how dare you scold my senior brother!"

Mo Baobao jumped his feet angrily, pinched his fingers and pointed at him: "Look at me smashing you to death!"

boom!

The young man's hair stood upright, and with a dodge, he directly smashed into the air, moved ten miles, and shouted: "You still dare to shoot?!"

Xumi Jinshan is a Fenghou level spiritual treasure, even if this junior can't push him with all his strength, he can be seriously injured or even kill him, how can he not be afraid.

huh~

Lan Narcissus reached out and grabbed Mo Bao Bao's fingers.

There are three holy places in Dongzhou, Taiyimen is the second, while the golden-winged royal family is the head of the demon clan, and together with the gods and apes, they are called the second demon clan.

The strength is comparable to the Holy Land of the Human Race.

"Dapeng Golden Armor, the cultivation base of all methods, I don't know what sequence is your honor among the saint sons of the contemporary golden-winged royal family?"

Blue Narcissus' eyes moved slightly.

The demon race is even more blessed than the human race. Those with tyrannical bloodline are often transformed into the human race's 'God Transformation' realm.

And this young man is not yet an adult, and he already has a cultivation base of all methods. Even in the Golden Winged Dapeng family, he is not an ordinary person.

"You have some knowledge of the human race."

The Yingwu youth glanced at Mo Baobao, who was staring at his waist, and his breath calmed down: "This Wang Peng Sixteen!"

The Saint Child Sequence of the Monster Race is like the True Inheritance Sequence of the Human Race Sect. Its ranking is sixteenth, which is equivalent to the Sixteen True Inheritance of the Human Race Holy Land.

This surprised Mo Baobao. The realm of ten thousand methods was only sixteen. How could this generation of demons be so tyrannical?

"sixteen?"

Lan Narcissus was also slightly surprised, but only for a moment.

The human race is different from the monster race. Before the great power, the longevity of the monster race far surpassed that of the human race. Among the same generation, there may be people who have lived for more than a thousand years, but the human race obviously cannot.

Whether it is Taiyi, or the three holy places, the true traditions change every hundred years, but the demon clan lasts for a thousand years.

What Peng Sixteen should compare is the top among the ten generations of the three holy places, not the contemporary ones.

"If you know I'm coming, don't get out!"

Peng Sixteen glanced at Lan Shuixian indifferently: "Your spiritual phase is condensed well, and your divine body is about to condense. It should be one of the true heirs of Taiyimen's generation? If you retire at this time, I can still save your life!"

"It doesn't matter if you sixteen or thirteen, don't even try to rob us, get out of here, or I'll smash you into biscuits!"

Mo Baobao clenched his fists and waved, with golden light looming, as if he was about to shoot again.

After swallowing a few treasure pills, his condition was much better.

"Bastard!"

Peng Sixteen's face twitched, and blue veins burst out on both sides of his forehead: "In the mountain of savings, there are my ancestors, and this mountain should be owned by me!"

He was a little afraid of this little thing with braids on the sky, this bear child is too tiger.

"You dare to scold me!"

Mo Baobao was full of joy and anger, and wanted to take action when he was angry.

Peng Shiliu's face was as black as iron, he gave Lan Shuixian a cold look, and his body stepped back again, crossing the hundred-mile-wide Lailongjiang River to the other side:

"Good one too, I remember you all!"

"Sixteen fellow Daoists, please remember to be firm, don't forget."

Lan Shuixian touched Mo Baobao's head and said lightly, "The former master has passed away, you and I have a relationship with them, so let's do our best."

huh~

After all, the two of them also drifted away.

A few people dispersed, it seems that they have already gone to Save Mountain, and all the scattered cultivators who survived the hardship are still in fear. Although they are extremely unwilling, most of them are also scared away.

Humans can communicate with each other no matter whether they are good or evil, but for demons, humans are no different from other beasts. Ligers and tigers can be eaten, and humans are naturally only food in their eyes.

"Golden Winged Dapeng..."

An Qisheng reached out and grabbed from the void, and a faint breath was caught by him.

Na Xumi Jinshan almost blew the Jinpeng up with a single blow~lightnovelpub.net~ Naturally, nothing was leaked. At this moment, in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes, a dark golden spiritual imprint was emerging. formed slowly.

Beside him, Zhu Dahai grinned and seemed to celebrate his escape. Beside him was Gan Lu who was rescued by An Qisheng.

"Monster clan, how can there be a demon clan?"

Gan Lu was dripping with sweat, his hands and feet were soft, and he was almost alive. He was paralyzed on the ground, as if he had lost the ability to move.

The true form condensed, the physique and vitality are extremely strong, and the fall from high altitude will naturally not die.

But in the previous boat, he was the only one who survived, and the others were not buried in the demon mouth, but were hacked to death by their own people when many people were struggling in the air...

"Little man, little man."

An Qisheng was collecting the scattered spirit of the big bird, Zhu Dahai seemed to feel something, seemed a little happy, but also seemed a little scared:

"That mountain, there is something in that mountain... watching me."