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When the Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor saw Gu Fei, he immediately exuded a battle intent that soared into the sky, and he was embarrassed to make a move at the place of Yuan Hong, the Golden Jing God Ape, but today was different. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

The golden qi and blood rushed out from the body of the golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor, and his whole person was like turning into a round of golden divine yang, illuminating the entire dim heaven and earth.

"Humph!"

Gu Fei sneered, others were afraid of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor, but he Gu Fei had never been afraid, he had killed the Purple Emperor, not to mention the defeat of the Purple Emperor's subordinates?

"Bump!"

Gu Fei didn't say anything, but took a step forward directly, and the powerful coercion surged towards the Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor, and the power emitted by the Terran martial body was different.

The people of the Taiqing Holy Realm immediately became scethereal, even if they were both emperors of the Heavenly and Human Realm, but they asked themselves if they were Gu Fei's opponents, especially the young Taoist, and they even restrained his arrogance.

In the heavenly realm, whoever has a hard fist is the master, no matter what great background you have, no matter how much proud capital you have, it is useless.

Arrogance, you must have arrogant cultivation and strength, otherwise you will be nothing.

When the people of the Taiqing Holy Realm saw that the momentum was not right, they immediately retreated, this was a contest between the two emperors, and it was not something they could do.

The people who can be qualified to enter the Chiyuan are not weak, and the people of the Taiqing Holy Realm, each of them is a cultivator in the realm of heaven and man, and has the cultivation and strength of the Immortal Emperor.

Especially the middle-aged Daoist, I am afraid that his cultivation has reached the point of the Nine Heavens of Heaven and Man, this is the Immortal Emperor of Dacheng, even in the Heavenly Realm, such a character is a strong person.

Such characters all felt great pressure on Gu Fei and Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor, not to mention others.

The masters of the Tianpeng clan have also retreated, and the Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor is a genius of the clan, and a famous rising star in the heavenly realm.

The people of the Tianpeng clan did not think that Gu Fei would be the opponent of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor.

Under the traction of the qi machine, Gu Fei only felt that the battle blood in his body gradually began to read, and the qi and blood were surging around him like a big dragon, I have to say that the Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor was definitely a rare opponent.

The physique of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor is also very special, he is a descendant of the innate divine beast Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, and has the possibility of infinite growth, and can compete with the human race's martial arts.

The golden divine light swirled around the body of the golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor, the bright golden light shone on the sky and the earth, the power of the golden line was surging, his fighting spirit was like a rainbow, and then he shot directly.

A big golden hand instantly condensed out in front of the golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor, and then slapped towards Gu Fei, and in front of the big hand, the void was collapsing.

This palm of the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng Emperor was as heavy as the Ancient Divine Mountain, showing terrifying power, and even the void was crushed, terrifying to the extreme.

"Bump!"

Gu Fei was extremely dignified, he struck out with a palm, and rushed forward, yin yang true power in his hand hao dàng, yin yang jiāo weaving, it seems that there is a great avenue evolving.

"Boom!"

Gu Fei and the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng Emperor shook a hard blow, and he only felt a strong force surging from the palm of his hand, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, surprised.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor also shook and retreated backwards, his footsteps were as heavy as a mountain, shaking the bloody earth, and the ground almost collapsed.

"He's so strong!"

Gu Fei was secretly frightened, this Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor was not what it used to be, and it was unimaginable that his body was so strong that he could compete with him.

"Hmm, I can't imagine that someone will receive a slap from the genius of my clan!"

"Who is this?

"Hmph, even if this person is the son of a saint!"

The rest of the Tianpeng clan was whispering, and some people were surprised that the body of the emperor of the human race was strong enough to compete with the god body of the Tianpeng clan.

You must know that the Tianpeng clan is a descendant of the innate divine beast Golden-winged Dapeng, and the strength of the body is talented, and it is far superior to the human race in terms of innateness.

Gu Fei was surprised, and his battle intent was also raised to the extreme, he took a step forward, and then was about to make a move, but at this time, an angry roar came from under the abyss.

"Old Penghuang?"

When Gu Fei heard this roar, he was stunned for a moment, and then turned around and left, disappearing into the blood mist in an instant, and disappeared without a figure.

"Go there!"

The Golden Winged Xiaopeng Emperor would be so light to let Gu Fei go like this? As soon as he stretched out his wings behind him, he disappeared in place in an instant, chasing in the direction where Gu Fei disappeared.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise came from below the abyss, and a supreme saint mighty dàng opened, and everything in heaven and earth trembled, and the entire heavens and universes wanted to collapse, as if the end was coming.

"It's ...... Hurry back!"

The middle-aged Taoist in the Taiqing Holy Realm was shocked, this is the power of a saint, under the abyss, it seems that a saint has woken up, and it is extremely terrifying.

The middle-aged Daoist hurriedly used the power of the Immortal Dao to protect the people behind him, and then retreated directly.

This holy power not only shook the entire Red Plains, but also spread out of the Red Plains, and the monks of the entire southern region of Middle-earth sensed this extremely powerful movement.

"The Ancestor is out!"

The powerhouses of the Tianpeng clan wanted to catch up with the Golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor, but at this time, they stopped, and the Old Peng Emperor was about to come out.

Saint Wei Hao dàng, a tall figure like gold casting, rushed out from under the bottomless abyss, only to see him like the ancient god of war descended into the world, Jin Sè's long hair danced wildly, murderous.

Lao Penghuang was a little wolf at this time, his clothes were torn a few times, there was a trace of Jin Sè's blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and on the hands holding Fang Tian's battle halberd, there was Jin Sè's blood flowing out.

The mouth of the bowl was shattered, and seeing this scene, the powerhouses of the Tianpeng clan were shocked to the extreme.

Lao Penghuang held the holy soldier in his hand, showing his holy might, and he was so wolf, which shocked everyone, especially the people in the Taiqing Holy Realm.

Although the people of the Taiqing Holy Realm retreated hundreds of miles away, they were still almost overwhelmed by this holy power, and they almost couldn't straighten their waists.

"This is Shengwei?"

The middle-aged Taoist only felt that the whole world was suppressing him, and he was extremely uncomfortable, and the bones all over his body were making a slight explosion, as if the bones were about to shatter.

The others were even more unbearable, all of them were fighting for the power of the Immortal Dao, and they were full of immortal energy, to fight against that holy might, and the clothes on everyone's bodies were soaked with cold sweat.

"The people of the Tianpeng clan actually brought the holy soldiers into the Red Plains, aren't they afraid that even the holy soldiers will be lost in the holy burial place?" the middle-aged Taoist was shocked.

At this time, Gu Fei had already stepped on the eight desolate steps, rushed out of the red plain, and then rose into the sky, and flew towards the depths of the mountains in the distance, followed by the golden-winged Xiaopeng Emperor.

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