The golden-winged Xiaopeng King transformed into a god, shining brightly. The dragon figure rose and fell behind him, and the terrifying pressure was pressing towards Ye Fan like a vast sea.
"I thought that I, the Golden-winged Tianpeng, have never been defeated since my debut, but now I have been bullied to this extent by you. I must wash it away with the ancient holy blood today!"
His expression was cold and his hair was stained with blood.
In the eyes of Lu Li, even the Maurya King and others, he fell into the inferior position. This is beyond what Jie Ao can describe, his character is too bad.
But Ye Fan didn't care, he just looked at the Tianpeng Fighting Dragon Picture silently, and all the power around him turned into the rules of Tao, even the murderous intention turned into its origin.
Finally, in addition to various sealing techniques, he used the most powerful offensive technique. Although he had not obtained the complete Emperor's Scripture, Lu Li taught this technique without reservation.
God’s power is so awesome that it’s hard to measure.
Seeing all the traces of the Tao turning into a striped path across the void, the Peacock King and other giants of the monster race paid more and more attention to the Holy Body.
Because they had watched the battle in Beiyuan and knew many inside stories, they did not expect that their uncle would share the spoils. They were obviously very optimistic about Ye Fan's future.
at the same time……
The roar of the peng moves the sky!
King Xiaopeng went completely crazy and rushed over.
And the golden roc behind him was so lifelike that it actually flew out and turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed toward Ye Fan. Following closely behind the divine roc, there was a real dragon!
The pressure is so high that the monsters watching the battle retreat one after another, even the younger generation who have entered the Four Extremes Realm. They know that they cannot stop this move and will be counterattacked. King Xiaopeng is not bad...
"well."
Qing Yi sighed.
I saw the golden Tianpeng, with its sharp claws spread out, golden wings slashing, and the real dragon rolling its body, trying to crush Ye Fan completely.
However, before Tianpeng and the True Dragon could get close, they suddenly disappeared, or in other words, all of them turned into their original power and were used by the Holy Body!
In the universe, all spirits become Tao, and as many sands as the Ganges River form, they become a network of Tao.
Seeing this, the Golden Winged Peng King was filled with dissatisfaction, and the Brave Dragon Picture reappeared, threatening people.
"What happened, what happened?"
"The emperor's magic is so terrifying."
"Not only that, the ancient holy body is very special and can compete with visions. Bolongtu can also be called a vision, and it is obviously suppressed!"
This secret technique created by the Ancient Emperor was inexplicably consistent with the lineage of the Ancient Holy Body. To be honest, Lu Li had never thought that the two would have such an effect when combined.
There were many discussions, but Ye Fan did not respond. He silently waited for the number of Ganges sands to take shape, and then killed the birdman.
In response, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King gritted his teeth and roared:
"The Dragon Fighting Picture is both a vision and a great art of killing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he activated his divine power crazily. As the dragon dragon picture became more and more frightening, Tianpeng and the real dragon seemed to have descended into the world, and they were all taken into his hands.
"The vision disappears, it's the Supreme Heavenly Peng's Dragon Fighting Technique, kill!"
Amidst loud shouts, he charged forward with his bare hands.
On his hands, the Tianpeng and the real dragon loomed, seemingly capable of breaking mountains and slapping towards Ye Fan.
Is this a matter of life and death? !
Even Lu Li couldn't help but cheer up, even though he just wanted to know the result.
Silently, the net of the avenue fell, as if everything was smoothed out in an instant. The eternal sand was immeasurable and all spirits were boundless. The killing move of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, as well as the divine light and vision transformed by it, disappeared one after another, as if they had never stopped. Never appeared in general.
Within the network, it forms a small world of its own, running through the laws of the universe and eliminating all enemies.
"Destroy it! Kill!"
King Xiaopeng shouted, but the Bolong Diagram could no longer appear, but he was unwilling to admit this feeling of powerlessness, so he held on and bombarded with one breath.
His fists were deformed and his bones were covered with stubble.
The source is being overdrawn.
Unfortunately, it has no effect. Instead, it makes the power of transformation more terrifying, like a helpless bird imprisoned in a net, but it is too noisy.
"I want to see how many punches it takes to break your bones!"
At this time, Ye Fan rushed into it and kept swinging his golden fist, hitting the same place. He punched out six times in a row. There was a crisp crackling sound from King Xiaopeng's sternum before he was finally interrupted.
And this is just the beginning.
Soon, he discovered that if he was punched five to seven times in a row, Tianpeng's bones would break.
And a fact was discovered. It turned out that in addition to being extremely powerful in physical condition, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King should also have mastered the resurrection technique of the Tianpeng clan.
Because of this, even if it is in the land of transformation, it can still operate independently, but the effect will be greatly reduced.
At first, the Golden Winged Peng King was still able to roar, with cold murderous intent in his eyes as he tried to fight back.
After waiting for a while, no matter how unwilling his heart was, no matter how stubborn his bones were, there was nothing he could do about it. His divine power was almost exhausted, and the hybrid bird passed out.
Even if Ye Fan no longer punches, this guy still cannot escape death. After all, the forbidden killing move of Emperor Luan Gu has only been shown a glimpse.
Click, click...
In addition, the holy body has not yet released the evil spirit in its heart, so there is no reason to stop, and the sound of cracking bones is almost continuous.
"Stop!"
Some demon clan shouted, "Although the Golden Winged Peng King was defeated, he did have hope of becoming a great emperor. No matter what happened, there was always a chance of entering the realm of ancient saints, right?"
If he was defeated by the Ancient Holy Body here, it would be an immeasurable loss to the demon clan.
Eyes turned to Yan Ruyu.
The Peacock King, Crow Taoist, and even the host King Qingjiao completely gave up their plans to befriend the old Peng King. Only the demon princess spoke up to keep the golden-winged Xiaopeng King.
"It's all his own fault. Since he is determined to take this path, the fight for the emperor's path will naturally be life or death." Yan Ruyu said in a deep voice.
After finishing his words, Yisu clasped his long hair with his hands, his cheeks were flawless, and his eyes looked to the side.
Lu Li smiled.
Different from the ancient times, in the Beidou Star Territory that has experienced and is still in the difficult period of Dao, one can be king in the realm of Immortal Er. Moreover... so what if he is the real Dao-killing King?
Even if the great sage comes, if he relies on his realm to run rampant, he still has to kneel down.
Seeing the life of the miscellaneous feather bird being wiped out little by little, Ye Fan felt happy in his heart, but he was keenly aware of a pair of cold eyes staring at him, without any killing intent, and naturally carrying some kind of terrifying thoughts, which seemed to be able to penetrate the void, and a single thought In a short time, the earth can become rivers of blood and mountains of bones!
Needless to say, it must be the old Peng King whose evil reputation spreads all over the world, and even all the great saints are extremely afraid of him.
What's more, the Supreme Dao aura of the Heavenly Demon Slaughter Saint Jue cannot be faked. I don't know how much more terrifying it is than the Golden-winged Little Peng King. Anyway, it is enough to turn millions of creatures into corpses.
Buzz!
The great wilderness halberd trembled.
A figure emerged from it, and the world was pulsating with his appearance. This was the rhythm of the avenue, and the image also changed from blurry to solid, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into an expressionless old man wearing golden Taoist robes.
Lu Li frowned.
However, his intuition told him that things would become very interesting. Judging by his aura, he knew that the old demon king who was about to be killed was not a doting person.
"puff."
Sure enough, Old Peng King took action and pointed out with a finger that Xiao Peng King was about to transform into a Taoist form. His body with large pieces of broken bones suddenly collapsed and turned into blood mist, leaving only the messy head.
"Do you know why we lost?" He looked calm.
"I……"
Almost at the same time, the Golden Winged Peng King was awakened, roaring in pain, his eyes filled with blood.
"That's all, I'll take you on your way myself."
Old Peng Wang spoke calmly, his eyes were extremely deep, and he raised his hand and nodded towards his head.
But King Qingjiao finally felt that he couldn't save his face, so he raised his hand to stop him: "Brother Peng, don't do this!"
The younger generation of the Monster Clan has complicated emotions. Everyone knows that King Lao Peng is extremely domineering and protective of his shortcomings. He is the most doting on his magnificent grandson. He did not expect that he would kill him with his own hands now.
At this time, stirred by the boundless murderous intention, King Xiaopeng also came to his senses, as if enlightened by a sudden enlightenment, and quickly became peaceful. His eyes were a little dim, and he did not say a word to beg for mercy.
"Do you understand it?"
The fingers spit out golden light, and as long as they poke forward, the head will be split into pieces, but it stops midway.
"Understood." The Golden Winged Peng King said calmly, ignoring the danger of life and death.
"At least I wasn't completely disappointed."
While the two were talking, the Great Wild Halberd flew into Ye Fan's hand. At the same time, Lu Li received a message from his spiritual mind and turned his attention to the Holy Body.
"Senior, please help yourself."
A deal was struck.
Hearing this, Old Peng Wang Xuying lifted the head, his golden Taoist robes fluttered, and strode away.
No one who can control the world is easy. At least Ye Fan has put aside his grudges and looks forward to the future battle with King Xiaopeng, whose realm has not been sealed.
"Brother Peng, please stay. I have the healing medicine here." King Qingjiao spoke again.
As a host, you have to say something when encountering this kind of thing. Hundreds of years of friendship cannot be faked.
"No, it's easy to break if it's too strong, so that's a good thing."
After leaving a word, Old Peng Wang's figure completely disappeared.
"Let's break up."
Her face is as beautiful as a moon palace fairy, her white clothes are fluttering, and her eyes are sweeping over the crowd.
"The Golden Winged Peng King was defeated..."
"The ancient holy body is intimidating. It's a pity that it can only stop in the secret realm of the Dao Palace and can never regain its former glory."
"It's a pity that I won't be able to enter the secret realm of the Four Extremes in my life!"
"Facing the ancient holy body, although I was defeated in the same realm, I have gained some insights. After this battle, it should be a good thing for King Xiaopeng, and he may be able to rise in the future."
The war came to an end completely, and the demon monks gradually dispersed, but there was constant discussion.
Ye Fan didn't care about this. His joints crackled and his whole body shone with treasure. He quickly recovered his energy. Fighting against the Golden Winged Peng King without the help of external objects was equivalent to crossing six to seven realms. He was also very tired.
Not long after.
His eyes were shining again, his body was spotless, his divine power was surging, and he had completely recovered.
"leaf!"
The sound was like thunder.
Pang Bo, as his name suggests, is quite majestic, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a thick frame. He is very majestic, and his arms are as thick as the legs of an ordinary strong man.
Now, he has been spotted by Taoist Red Dragon, the living fossil of the demon clan. After several transformations, his whole person has a special temperament. His eyes are bright and sparkling, like a god in the demon clan. He is just one step away from stepping on the dust. Enter the four extremes.
And Ye Fan had the secret of Qianzi in his cultivation, and his spiritual consciousness was so sharp. In addition, he was so familiar with each other that he immediately sensed the breath of his old friend. He took two steps and immediately came hundreds of feet away to greet him. he.
"Pangbo!"
When they met again, both of them laughed. It may be God's greatest gift to have close friends from their hometown to accompany them in this strange world.
Therefore, the two of them had nothing to be polite about, and they punched each other a few times when they met.
"How did you find this place?"
"Brother, follow me."
His eyes immediately fell on Lu Li and Yan Ruyu.
"Brother Mengren! Long time no see!"
"I have never forgotten your heroic appearance at the Demon Emperor's Tomb..."
Although he has the aura of a demon god, he is still the same Pang Bo he was in the past. His character has not changed much, but he has become extremely powerful. His bronze body is shining with treasure, and he knows how to make friends.
However, Lu Li hadn't seen his wife for a long time, so he naturally didn't want to stay any longer. After saying a few polite words, he was taken away by Yan Ruyu, which was enough time for the good friends.
Of course, the Peacock King and other demon clan seniors cannot be neglected. Next, there are still many business matters that need to be dealt with to ensure that there will be no trouble after going to Zhongzhou.
…
The small worlds opened up by the ancient sages are different, some are lifeless, some are full of vitality, ranging from a few feet in radius to hundreds of miles in radius.
The small world that King Qingjiao discovered was more than two hundred miles in circumference, which was considered vast. After he took over, many demon clans gathered together and simply built a city.
You must know that after the demon tribe turns into human form, it is actually not much different from humans, and even their living habits begin to be similar, so they need a place to sell elixirs and treasures, exchange for weapon refining materials, etc.
Among them, Yan Ruyu's cave is located in a beautiful mountain, more than ten miles away from the demon city. It is surrounded by silver waterfalls, lush vegetation, and is very magnificent.
In fact, there are palaces on every mountain peak with a large number of vacant buildings and dedicated little demons serving them. The situation is far better than in the past.
After the storm, the two talked about business, but from beginning to end, Yan Ruyu never mentioned the Yaochi Saint. Even though she knew that Lu Li was about to return to Zhongzhou and join the Qishi Mansion, she never said anything more.
"When I step into the Dragon Transformation Realm, I will look for you."
"good."
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have grasped the opportunity. The female demon Qin Yao, whom he had not seen for a long time, appeared and said that King Qingjiao and other seniors were waiting in the Immortal Hall to ask for an audience.
Land from:"……"
To be honest, he knows the taste of food, and he plans to teach it to everyone. After all, after returning to Zhongzhou, he doesn't know when he will see him again. It will be at least three to five years.
"Let's go there first. We can't keep these seniors waiting too long. They are very good to me."
"It's natural."
In this way, the two organized themselves and headed to the Palace of Immortality together. It was an ancient palace left by ancient sages, which could delay the passage of life and have the miraculous effect of immortality.
"Have you seen those clouds? The Temple of Immortality is floating on the clouds and will never fall."
"It is indeed the method of the ancient sages. When I wait, I will take you to the core sacred land of the family. The scene there will be even more spectacular."
Unknowingly, Lu Li had completely adapted to his new identity, and his mentality was more relaxed than when he entered other worlds in the past. Yan Ruyu stayed quietly by his side, smiling calmly, and nodded lightly in response.
the other side.
The trophy, the Holy Lord-level weapon, the Wild Halberd, rose and fell. Ye Fan and Pang Bo were drunk, staring at the stars in a daze, missing their relatives on earth——
Although this is a space created by ancient sages, it is also divided into day and night. After a fire bead made into a large fire bead sacrificially sacrificially sank, it enters the dark night, with fragments of stars twinkling.
