However, when the black-haired man summoned the life soul next, Zhao Yan recognized at a glance what kind of bird it was.

Because, although the life soul summoned by the black-haired man is very similar to the life soul of other people, it is also very different.

His bird was no longer silvery, but golden.

Of course, not only the color is different, but also the size, the black-haired man's golden giant bird is nearly twice as large as the silver-white giant bird.

The golden wings, the sharp pupils, the hard and powerful beak, the huge and sharp claws.

Don't you look too powerful, right?

"Golden-winged Dapeng?" Zhao Yan said with some surprise.

That's right, what Zhao Yan saw was a huge golden-winged roc.

Of course, this golden-winged Dapeng is far from the size of the legend, which may be because the realm of this black-haired man has not yet reached the state of transforming the golden-winged Dapeng.

The golden-winged roc on the top of the black-haired man's head looked already golden yellow, but the color was very light.

It must have something to do with his not-so-pure blood.

Just like the souls of the other Western powerhouses are silver, the bloodline of the black-haired man is only a little purer than that of those who provoke you.

But even if it's just a little higher, the difference is huge.

The silver Dapeng and the golden Dapeng cannot be compared in terms of image or momentum.

Zhao Yan was thinking about how strong the strength of those real extraterritorial powerhouses who had not yet been born would be.

Although Zhao Yan didn't know much about the cultivation of life souls, there was one thing he knew very well, that is, no matter what life soul it was, it had a lot to do with the cultivator's bloodline.

Moreover, the same person who is formed by the combination of two bloodlines, the life soul he shows is the one with the stronger bloodline.

From this point, Zhao Yan can confirm that this black-haired man's body may have this kind of race that contains the bloodline of the Golden-winged Dapeng, or rather, the bloodline of his other half comes from a person who has the bloodline of the Golden-winged Dapeng.

Perhaps, those who gave the black-haired man the bloodline of the golden-winged Dapeng are also demon clans.

Even if it's not a demon clan, it has a close connection with the demon clan.

This also proves that even if Westerners are not descendants of the demon clan, they are inextricably linked with the demon clan.

"Those demon clans, could they be people from the Yiyang Universe?" Zhao Yan thought of this first.

Because in the message that Lao Tianzun gave to Zhao Yan, he noticed one point, that is, before the disaster ten thousand years ago, many demon clans appeared on the earth.

Of course, it is not only the demon race that comes to the earth, but also the demon race, and naturally there are many other races.

And these races and human powerhouses from outer space, and even from the outer universe, are all exhausted due to distant time and space travel, and even some of them don't know how dangerous things they have experienced in the process of coming.

In the eyes of Earth cultivators, they can be said to be not threatening at all.

In this way, those lifeforms from outer space, whether they are human races, demon races, demon races, or other races, are all placed in the wild land west of "Ancient Kunlun", and they are left to fend for themselves.

And in that wild land, there were already some ancient demon clans living in the first place, and those strong people who did not belong to the same race came to the same area, and they inevitably attacked each other and grabbed the territory.

Of course, during this period, it was indispensable to form alliances with each other, and over time, the West formed a power territory that was different from that of China.

Of course, due to the harsh living environment, their various civilizations are naturally extremely inferior compared to China.

Later, when the disaster struck, these people were unable to resist, so they naturally chose to hide or hide in the world.

As for escaping from the earth like the Huaxia cultivators, they are rarely able to do it, and it is difficult to say whether there is one or not.

However, judging from the current situation of the demon clan and this "Golden-winged Dapeng" clan, they definitely did not escape.

Zhao Yan thought about these while dodging the attacks of those silver roc.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

"Can I awaken the soul like they did?"

This is undoubtedly a very bold idea.

The Yiyang Universe doesn't know how long the years have passed, and there has never been a person who cultivates with a life soul.

Even if Zhao Yan had seen some records of the cultivation of the Soul of Life, however, there was no record of any cultivators of the Soul Cultivation in the Yiyang Universe.

Zhao Yan's gaze fell on the black-haired man behind the group of silver Dapeng, and he thought to himself: "This guy must have some martial arts skills related to the cultivation of life souls, no matter how bad it is, the deity can search for his soul?"

"As the saying goes, if you don't press your body, you have one more ability, which will only be good for your future, isn't it?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan, who was running away, suddenly stopped, and the spiritual power in his body exploded at this moment, and around Zhao Yan, a layer of lilac light curtain tightly wrapped Zhao Yan.

Those silver feather blades released from the silver Dapeng turned into ashes when they came into contact with Zhao Yan's spiritual power light curtain.

That silver light curtain, combined with the power of the flames of the Sun Core, how could the feather blades of those very low-level silver-winged Dapeng be able to break through this high defense.

After a few breaths of attack, those Western powerhouses who possessed this silver Roc life soul stopped attacking.

Because their strength has been depleted, they can no longer unleash any skills, which can be made possible from the flickering souls in their heads.

"Get out of here!" the black-haired man ordered urgently.

Because if he doesn't give the order again, all the people he brought with him today will probably be all handed over here.

After hearing the black-haired man's words, those Western powerhouses retreated one after another.

Zhao Yan didn't stop him, because he didn't want to waste time and spiritual power on these useless people.

Because he also had to face a black-haired man, although this black-haired man's blood was not pure, Zhao Yan still felt a hint of threat from him.

After all, people are Yuanying powerhouses, and there are Yuanying powerhouses with the bloodline of this golden-winged Dapeng.

The golden-winged Dapeng has a strong bloodline and a good body.

When Zhao Yan faced this black-haired man, he had to face a monk of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant.

The black-haired man's eyes were staring at Zhao Yan, and the golden-winged Dapeng on the top of his head was suspended in mid-air, constantly swaying, and it seemed that he would release an attack on Zhao Yan in the next moment.

At this moment, in Zhao Yan's eyes, the momentum on the black-haired man who had been suppressed in the realm was much stronger than the sword weight in the late Yuan Infant period.

Fortunately, Zhao Yan consolidated and improved his physical body and abilities in all aspects before leaving, otherwise, today's battle would probably be the most dangerous one since he recovered his memory.

"Chirp" The black-haired man had already begun to attack Zhao Yan while walking.

Several golden-colored feather blades suddenly issued and attacked towards Zhao Yan's upper, middle and lower three ways, and their speed was extremely fast, so fast that Zhao Yan couldn't help but jump wildly.

The Golden-Winged Roc was originally a powerful beast known for its speed.

This fierce beast is mentioned in the ancient legends of China: the golden-winged Dapeng, whose mother is the Yuan Huang at the beginning of Chaos, and the Yuan Huang gives birth to two incomparably powerful demon beasts, the Dapeng and the Peacock.

Yuanhuang is no less powerful than the legendary Kunpeng, and his heirs are not general.

Of course, this is a legend, but whether it is true or not, is not certain.

But there is no doubt about the strength of the Golden Winged Roc.

Because, in Zhao Yan's eyes, the life soul of the black-haired man in front of him was already strong enough.

The golden feather blade attacked, Zhao Yan didn't dare to resist, and hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power and moved to the side to avoid the attack of the feather blade.

However, while Zhao Yan was panning, the black-haired man standing not far away had already moved.

He seemed to have already had insight into the choice Zhao Yan was going to make next.

I saw him rushing towards the direction of Zhao Yan's translation, his clenched fist, the golden light of the releaser, in the void in front of him, formed a huge golden giant hammer, from top to bottom, towards Zhao Yan and smashed down.

Zhao Yan's face changed greatly when he saw this scene.

He didn't expect that the black-haired man who had just released the feather blade would be able to gain insight into his next move.

Zhao Yan had time to think about it, and in a hurry, his hands were crossed, raised high, and his spiritual power quickly filled his arms and fists, and he wanted to rely on his powerful body to forcibly resist the attack of this punch.

There was a loud bang of "......boom", and only a figure was seen falling from the void and falling towards the lowered seawater.

That figure was naturally Zhao Yan.

The black-haired man's attack was originally from top to bottom, and Zhao Yan, who was below, was naturally at a disadvantage when facing this blow.

In addition, this man's strength is indeed strong, even if Zhao Yan forcibly resists, he will also be shot down.

The corners of the black-haired man's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

But he was not careless because of this, his eyes were closely focused on the location of Zhao Yan's fall.

Above the sea level, there were still waves of water.

It's just that this water is not so obvious against the backdrop of the waves.

However, as a powerhouse at the level of Yuan Infant and a black-haired man with the life soul of the Golden-winged Dapeng, he was able to observe it.

However, at this moment, he showed a strange expression, because he couldn't feel where Zhao Yan was.

At this moment, the black-haired man hurriedly turned around, because a sense of crisis arose in his heart.

And this sense of crisis can only appear in the background.

However, when he turned around, he found that there was nothing behind him.

"Be careful...... The faces of the Western powerhouses who faced him changed drastically, and they all pointed at the black-haired man and shouted.

At this time, the black-haired man heard a strange voice.

A "Boom" sound came from behind him.

The black-haired man turned again, his fists clenched, ready to attack.

However, at this time, a powerful force had appeared in front of him.

There was a loud bang of "boom ......".

The black-haired man and his soul were hit hard at the same time.

The thump was like an incomparably solid wall, forcibly pushing him and his soul out, and the black-haired man was pushed nearly a mile away.

"Poof......" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man replied that his eyes were like knives, looking at Zhao Yan in front of him, who was also bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm still underestimating you!" said the black-haired man coldly.