Chapter 130 Chapter 130: The ancestor of Red Emperor City has returned, and the war begins again!
Yan Wudi looked at the Golden-winged Peng King standing in the void, his eyes full of horror, and his heart was filled with fear. What kind of existence was this? It was so terrifying!
Feeling Yan Wudi's horrified gaze, the Golden Winged Peng King looked down and saw the only human monk who was not lying on the ground, with a hint of amusement in his deep eyes.
"Huh?"
The jade bottle in Yan Wudi's palm instantly attracted the attention of the Golden Winged Peng King.
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect this king to be so lucky. It seems that this time the Sanxian Daozang belongs to me."
The Golden-winged Peng King let out a loud laugh that shook the heaven and the earth, shaking the Red Emperor City to the point of collapse. Many monks were shocked to the point of bleeding and died suddenly.
However, he obviously forgot that Meng Chen was his master, and even if he found Sanxian Daozang, it would still belong to Meng Chen.
The Golden Winged Peng King didn't care about their life or death at all, but directly attacked Yan Wudi to seize the jade bottle.
I saw his palm stretched out, and the golden light condensed, turning into a golden hand that covered the sky and the sun, thousands of miles wide, and grabbed Yan Wudi.
Wherever the golden hand covers, the space cannot withstand its powerful power, and large areas are broken into pieces, and the heaven and earth are enveloped in the palm.
Yan Wudi was stunned. How could he, who was not even a god, resist the Golden Winged Peng King? That golden hand was about to kill him.
Unexpectedly, the Crimson Emperor City's defensive formation moved into action, erecting a defensive barrier that directly blocked the golden hand.
"Interesting, using the city as a formation is somewhat of the work of the Xuan Zhen Sect."
The Golden Winged Peng King looked at the city defense formation that was helping Yan Wudi to resist his big hand, with a hint of disdain on his face.
The mere city formation can block the Transformation God cultivator, but it is impossible to block him, a great demon in the late stage of Void Refining.
Immediately, the Golden Winged Peng King increased the infusion of spiritual power, and the power of his big hand doubled instantly, and he suddenly suppressed the Red Emperor City!
The space continued to collapse and fragment. The Red Emperor City that had stood in Cangxuan for 30,000 years was directly destroyed by the golden hand. Countless people and monks of the Red Emperor City were wiped out in front of Yan Wudi.
In an instant, endless grief and anger broke out in Yan Wudi's heart, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot. They were all his own people. Not long ago, he was called the city lord. They respected him, admired him, and loved him!
But in just a moment, it was all gone! Yan Wudi is extremely angry and sad.
Yan Wudi was extremely sad because he failed to protect them.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the golden light and shadow standing in the void. Yan Wudi's eyes were bloodshot and full of anger. He wanted to cut the Golden Winged Peng King into pieces with a thousand knives!
"Why! Why are you so cruel to my subordinates of the Red Emperor!!!"
The Golden-winged Peng King looked at Yan Wudi, who was roaring and wailing, with disdain and contempt in his eyes. He was just an ant, but he could kill it with a flip of his hand. If he hadn't wanted to find out the whereabouts of Sanxian Daozang from his mouth, he would have taken him with him just now. Shot to death.
As for why.
"They are just mere ants. It is a great honor for them to die in the hands of this emperor."
The Golden Winged Peng King had a loud voice that shook the space, and was extremely arrogant. He did not apologize at all for the hundreds of thousands of monks who died, and instead considered it their supreme honor to die in his hands.
Yan Wudi looked at the Golden-winged Peng King, and he only felt a deep sense of powerlessness. If his ancestors from Scarlet Emperor City were still there, how could Scarlet Emperor City have suffered such a disaster!
At this moment, Yan Wudi was extremely hopeful that his ancestors could return and save Scarlet Emperor City from water and fire.
"Hmph! What a great honor! King Golden Winged Peng, do you really think that there is no one in my Scarlet Emperor City!"
Suddenly, a cold snort sounded, with a sound of anger and displeasure echoing in the ears of Golden Winged Peng King and Yan Wudi, attracting their attention. But a time and space tunnel appeared between Yan Wudi and the Golden-winged Peng King, and a red-haired figure walked out of it. He landed next to Yan Wudi, looking at the Golden-winged Peng King, his red eyes were bright, like two little suns, blazing. Flames enveloped his body, and he held a golden flame halberd, like a god of war, blocking Yan Wudi's face.
Seeing the person coming, Yan Wudi recognized his identity at a glance. He was the ancestor of Red Emperor City, Yan Tianshen.
The aura exuded by the God of Flame is no weaker than that of the Golden Winged Peng King, and he is also a powerful person in the late stage of Void Refining!
Yan Wudi's eyes showed hope. Did the ancestor sense his call?
In an instant, a different change occurred in Yan Wudi's heart. He felt like he had a child to rely on. His eyes were red. How could he be so majestic as a city lord? With a sad voice, he begged to God Yan Tian:
"Ancestor, you are finally back. You want to make decisions for the people of Scarlet Emperor City!"
God Yan Tian nodded. He returned this time not only to disperse the Immortal Dao Zang, but also to protect the Scarlet Emperor City to prevent the powerful foreigners who came to the Cangxuan Territory from insulting the Scarlet Emperor City.
Looking at the golden figure shining in the void, he promised Yan Wudi that he would destroy the Golden Winged Peng King.
"Huh?"
The Golden Winged Peng King stood in the void, looking at God Yan Tian with a trace of doubt in his eyes. This guy looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
Then the Golden Winged Peng King placed his eyes on the golden flame halberd in Yan Tianshen's hand. The gorgeous, dazzling, golden shape was very similar to the Golden Winged Peng King's eyes, and he recognized the weapon's extraordinary material and grade at a glance. Not low, probably a Tongtian Immortal Treasure.
Feeling the greedy look in the Golden-winged Peng King's eyes, God Yan showed a cold look and said:
"The Demon King, who is in the late stage of Void Refining, is here to bully a junior who is not even a god. We haven't seen you for two thousand years. King Golden Winged Peng, you are becoming more and more shameless."
"Huh? You know the identity of my king."
Seeing God Yan reveal his identity, the Golden-winged Peng King was also a little surprised. He actually knew his identity, and he seemed to be from the Yao Ming Realm.
But then the Golden Winged Peng King's voice became extremely arrogant.
"Since you know my identity, you should know that although we are both in the late stage of refining the void, you are no match for me. If you hand over the guy behind you to me, I will spare your life."
Facing the golden-winged Peng King's tone of giving, Yan Tianshen said disdainfully:
"King Golden-winged Peng, I'm afraid your brain has been damaged by cultivation, and you actually said such a thing. Do you think I will let you do that?"
Hearing the taunt of the God of Flame, the handsome face of the Golden-winged Peng King instantly became gloomy, and suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, wind and thunder roared, dark clouds rolled, and a terrifying momentum comparable to the Great Perfection of Refining the Void surged and suppressed the God of the Flame.
"Human monk! You are looking for death!"
The Golden Winged Peng King had never been ridiculed like this before. How could he, who always cherished his feathers and cared about face, endure it? The anger in his heart skyrocketed.
Vast golden light erupted from the body, raised his hand to form a seal, and rounds of bright golden sun erupted from the body, containing divine shadows one after another.
boom!
I saw the golden sun shaking, and a majestic spiritual power washed out. The heaven and earth shook, the space was shattered, and it was extremely terrifying!
The Golden-winged Peng King, who was already overwhelmed with rage, ignored the consequences. Even if he had to sink this Lingzhou, he would still kill God Yantian!
In an instant, the war is about to break out!
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