The golden -winged Dapeng emperor covered the mountains and rivers, and a spear of the winged wing almost fell like a Tianzhu. The absence of the world who urged the sky to burn prison could stir up Liuhe, and directly split towards the old sage's main force. Essence
Faced with such a blow, the old saints raised their arms and supported it, so they looked at the golden -winged Dapeng Huang indifferent: "After all, there is a battle."
"Joke, you are exhausted, and there is a bit of combat power."
Peng Huang sneered, and the boundless mana was intertwined with the physical strength of the flesh.
After a blow, the old saints flew out, fell into the vast mountains, and the hard bangs broke the crushing of a huge mountain.
"Holy Lord!"
During the moment, the number of Zhenjun who was too deserted made an exclamation, one by one, all of them were worried, and they all rushed up and wanted to save it.
But at this time, the broken mountains were suddenly quiet.
Then the mountains were shaking slightly, and the air formed an invisible sky ring, which completely shrouded the whole piece of Cangyu.
Among the broken rocks of the mountains, a light of the dark and yellow of the sky rose across the sky, and the endless Jiuxiao Zhongyun was thoroughly caught.
"Da, da, da!"
Then, there was a gentle voice between the heavens and the earth.
Everyone looked up, and saw that on the dome that day, the old saints bathed the light of Xuanhuang, and slowly strolled from the crushed mountains.
As the old saint strolls to the sky, its sloppy posture gradually becomes upright, and his old face becomes young and heroic.
When he went straight to Tianyun and overlooking the Emperor Peng, he had turned into a handsome man.
"Back to the old child, this is the power of too wasteful blood."
Peng Huang slowly spoke, and for the first time in his eyes, he showed a jealousy.
But seeing him take a deep breath, he looked at the old master with a little coldness: "Burning too much of the sacred blood to get the strength and get the peak of combat power and qi and blood in this life, but how old can you persist today? "
"It won't be long, but you can cut you enough."
Too deserted saints openly open their mouths and reach out in the void.
A moment of time, a mysterious fierce battle came into the air, rotating to his palm.
"Om--"
With a buzzing sound, Taihuang Shengliu turned out to cross the Wanli Mountain River, and instantly killed the Golden Wing Dapeng Huang.
Faced with such a blow, the Golden Wing Dapeng emperor urged the golden spear to confront them, but the blood that was hit instantly.
It was just a face -to -face. The blood of Golden Wing Dapeng flew out of the blood, and it apparently fell into the absolute wind.
With a move, Peng Huang suddenly showed a horror.
"Ru's physical body is so powerful?"
"I am invincible."
The Lord of the Wilderness spoke indifferently, and pursued the pursuit of a continuous shot.
Just playing more than ten tricks, Peng Huang realized that he was far from the opponent of the Holy Lord, because the real cultivation of the saints is likely to reach the realm of Yuan Ying's eight.
Such a powerful cultivation, coupled with the invincible combat power of the too deserted holy holy body, is enough to make it confront the Yuan baby in close combat.
Understanding this, Peng Huang did not dare to fight with him, and instantly turned into a golden light, and opened a very far away from the Taurus master.
"Golden light!"
Seeing Jin Hong's Jin Hong, Ye Linyuan frowned slightly.
The golden light of the vertical ground is one of the top ten most powerful magical magical powers in ancient times.
The golden light learned by Penghuang in front of him, even fur is definitely the speed of the world.
Relying on these speeds, if the Lord of the Too Wilderness cannot pull it close to it, then it will be exposed if you are not good at attacking this weakness, and it may be completely exposed by Penghuang.
In fact, after Penghuang opened the distance, it was really relieved.
However, seeing his standing sky, holding the golden spear crossing the sky, the countless golden feather swords behind the winged wings were cut off, and he continued to flood it towards the too deserted saints.
"Too deserted thieves, although the physical practice is strong, but there are too many weaknesses. Why don't you fight with you in this seat?"
Seeing that it was difficult to get close to the saint, Peng Huang suddenly showed a smile.
The reason why he promised those people in this battle was not that he was really arrogant, but because the Golden Wing Big Peng Bird itself had the power of the world.
In addition, the golden light of its cultivation is the magical power of the law before the ancient times, and there is great restraint in the face of the physical cultivation of the Taihuang Master.
If you change to others, whether it is the white tiger in the later period of the two Yuan infants, or the later monks of the Yuan infant of the human race, you dare not guarantee that you can open the distance with the priests of the Taurus.
At this time, Emperor Peng Huang continued to open away from the Shenghuang Lord, and urged me to continue to attack all the magic magic weapons.
In this way, there are hundreds of tricks, and the Lord of the Too Wilderness has already been created one after another, and it seems that there is a feeling of being defeated by Penghuang.
In this way, the sense of urgency in Penghuang's heart gradually relaxed, and it felt a little more ease.
But at this time, the eyes of the sanctuary suddenly bloomed with golden light, and the vitality of the mysterious yellow broke out, and then strolled out and broke through the sky.
In just one step, he spanned tens of thousands of miles away, and he had already killed before Penghuang.
"Not good!"
The heart of Tai Desen was stunned, and he quickly set up a golden battle spear to resist, but was flying out by a hit spear.
After a trick, Peng Huang could not take care of the spear, and quickly turned into a golden light towards the distance.
"You can't run away."
The prince of the soil was bland, and it instantly stepped down again. Instantly, it had spanned tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Later, he caught up with Penghuang, and his flesh smashed his body almost completely.
"Puff--"
Once again and again, Peng Huang finally revealed the fear of fear: "Too much deserted seven steps, it is impossible, isn't this magical power lost?"
"If this technique is not lost, how can you catch your big fish?"
The Lord of the Tai Desen opened plainly, and stepped down again, and it has already spanned 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers. He stood up in front of Penghuang and flew out the blood that he hit.
This too deserted seven steps are the supreme great magical powers of the sacred sacred land. This magical power was created by the Taurus Sacred King of the Ancient Realms of the ancient times in ancient times.
Legend has it that there are seven types of seven steps. The distance between each step of this technique can be doubled. After seven steps, it is seven times the speed of human speed.
This is better than the golden light and the golden rainbow of the vertical ground.
Although these ancient and strong magical powers can theoretically have a nine -fold speed upper limit.
But now in the late Yuan infant in the ancient world, at most, you can learn a little bit of hair, and this speed cannot be achieved at all.
Taking the Golden Wing Dapeng Emperor as an example, the vertical golden light of its cultivation is the most powerful magical power of ancient times. The theoretical limit may be able to reaches the level of Xuantian's magical power, which is enough to allow the outbreak of the Junjun Jun. However, the gold -winged Dapeng emperor enlightenment, at most, it is at most to see some fur. In this realm, it may not be too ridiculous than that of seven steps.
The most important thing is that the power of too deserted seven steps is closely related to the physical combat power of the flesh. Too deserted saints have repaired this technique to the fifth step, and naturally have the speed of surpassing the world's imagination.
At this time, as the Lord of the Too Desert made every effort, the fourth step was to let the golden -winged Dapeng emperor seriously injured, and he did not even have the qualifications to play with him.
Golden -winged Dapeng emperor defeated in a row. Seeing that the sanctuary was going to catch up again, the harsh liver and gallbladder in his heart crack.
"Too deserted friends, you really want to fight with me?"
"I used to give you a vitality, but unfortunately you are so foolish!"
The Lord of the Too Wilderness was unmoved, and his body was filled with yellow gas, and he stepped into the nine days again.
"Boom--"
With a loud noise, Peng Huang's body was broken on the spot.
At the moment of life and death, Peng Huang Yuanxian stunned from the blood mist and turned into a golden rainbow light vertical, flying towards the distant sky.
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At the same time, the priests who were expected to kick out the Xuanhuang war halberds, which turned into the widow of the Xuanhuang Shenfeng.
If this trick is stabbing, Peng Huang will probably die on the spot.
But at this moment, a seven -color sky knife broke the air, splitting the void with the power of destroying all things.
"Ding--"
After a crisp's sound of the blade collision, the Saint Lord caught the Xuanhuang War Halberd who flew back, and looked at the seven -color heavenly sword: "His Majesty's Master of the Heavenly Demon. "What is your intention"
Tian Dao did not speak, but in the highest heavenly domain, a bright seven -color glow spread.
Everyone looked up, and saw the infinite seven -color glow reflecting the heavens and the earth, and the gorgeous light reflected the Tianshan River, making the whole sky magnificent.
At the source of that Xiaguang, an ancient god Yang stands above nine days, and the unspeakable supreme charm is sprinkled.
Ye Linyuan was able to feel that the fame was deep, and a figure in the imperial robe stood calmly, like the emperor of heaven overlooking the red dust.
"Emperor Wei Ruyuan, Tianwei is like prison."
"Supreme Giants, Heavenly Demon Emperor."
Ye Linyuan whispered in his heart and recognized the origin of this person.
The heavenly monster family is one of the true spirit of the ancient world. In today's ancient world, only one heavenly demon is left.
And such a heavenly monster is the most high -quality master of the Wan Mao Mountain.
This is a real supreme giant. In the era when the Yuanshen Daojun could not come out, He was the ceiling in the ancient world.
Legend has it that this heavenly monster Holy Emperor not only has a shocking power, but also has thousands of years of Shouyuan. It has overlooking the red dust for more than 6,000 years. Essence
Once you take that step, all sentient beings will surrender, and Wan tribe will step into the pilgrimage of the Monsters.
"Too wild ..."
Above the sky, the sky came from the sky, and the mountains turned into powder under the endless divine sound, and a highest taller swept it.
In a moment, countless watches of the Fund Dan Dan was shocked like snowflakes, and even the peerless Zhenjun felt the void monster locust, and there was an illusion of unstable standing.
And facing the too deserted saint of the Huanghuang Tianyin, he took the wickedness of the battle and straight up the backbone, and asked with the grasp of the Xuanhuang battle. br>
"Too deserted pulse, in the heavens and the earth, you will not shoot in this seat."
On the nine days, the Emperor of the Heavenly Demon said slowly, saying a little indifferently: "But the saving people in this seat will be your turn to ask?"
"Today, give you a lesson."
When the words fell, the Holy Emperor's palm stretched out, and a seven -color giant palm that covered the sky between the sky fell from the nine days and suppressed it towards the priest of the Taurus.
As this palm fell suddenly, the Yuan Yingjun, who was far away from hundreds of thousands of miles away, had boundless fear in his heart.
Even if you are the hegemonic of Yuan Ying, there are a sense of fear of the dismissal of gray and smoke under this trick.
"Don't be enemy, do not connect hard."
Ye Linyuan's scalp was numb. At this moment he finally understood what was the most powerful.
Even if his Wanhua sword tactics are strong, even if his Xuanyuan Town Haiqi defense is unparalleled, but in the face of this force, he will be fascinated in the past.
Because the gap is too large, the opponent urged to be a pure yang magic. Unless someone brought the pure yang Lingbao to recover hard resistance, even if the monk in the later period of Yuan Ying was broken by a trick.
As for the early monk of Yuanying, it was useless to come to a hundred joins, and it would only be destroyed by the ash that was crushed by the boundless Tianwei in an instant.
"Yuan Ying is complete, so powerful?"
Ye Linyuan's heart was extremely horrified, and for the first time, he felt boundless pressure.
After a moment, Ye Linyuan said with a bitter smile: "Yes, in this era, you can set foot in Yuan Ying's successful existence, which is not invincible Tianjiao."
"If they were born in ancient times, they were mostly invincible figures of the Yuan Shen Da, and they were even expected to set foot in the highest refinement."
At this time, Ye Linyuan actually understood that there would be more than one person who refined the strength of the ancient times in ancient times.
It is just that those who are ordinary can only be called the Supreme. Only the strongest talents are qualified to be in charge of the destiny of a world, becoming the supreme masterpiece of refining the world.
In fact, Ye Linyuan estimated that since the ancient times, every Yuan Shen Tianjun promoted by the ancient world was placed in ancient times.
Either Xuanyang Daojun, Taihuang Shengjun, is mostly the elegant figures in the ancient times.
"Ah-"
Just as Ye Linyuan was contemplating, the shouts that deterred the heavens and the earth came between the heavens and the earth.
Later, the body of the soil of the soaring saints skyrocketed and turned into a giant in the sky.
Under his feet, the rumbling turtle of the ground was cracking, and the cracks spread tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Too deserted saints were all blood, but after all, they forcibly supported the highest hit of the Sky Monster Emperor.
"It is worthy of being too deserted, but unfortunately you have never set foot in the four -order situation, otherwise you must not be able to become the roadstone on the road of the sacred monarch."
On the nine days, the Emperor of the Heavenly Demon slowly shook his head, and then looked up at the direction of the too deserted sanctuary, and said with a little regret: "Still not shot, are you really dead?"
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"Okay."
The Emperor of the Heavenly Demon sighed, with a little regret, unloading the power to destroy everything.
The seven -color sky knife was cut out, and the void cracks directly beyond the hundreds of millions of miles away.
He stepped into the cracks of the void, and then the glory of the sky converged, it seemed that everything happened without existence. (End of this chapter)