Chapter 187: Capture the Holy Son Again, Tianjiao Fights!

"The Son has fallen from the sky!"

Duan De, the unscrupulous fat Taoist priest, looked at the Da Yan Holy Son who fell like a meteorite above with a smile, and rubbed his hands, "I am a Taoist master today, and I have a fat sheep again, this time I have learned from the experience, and I will definitely search it well!" ”

Lin Feng was speechless, his gaze stopped in the distance, the mysterious people of Zhongzhou had been driven to the Styx region.

The Holy Son of Daoyi made a move, and attacked back and forth with a group of Eastern Wilderness Tianjiao, and finally stopped the people from Zhongzhou!

But at the same time, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, who had just won the victory, actually flew towards the crowd with unknown intentions.

"Damn it!"

The Great Yan Holy Son who fell into the River Styx stabilized his body, released his divine power to resist the curse of the River Styx, looked into the sky and said to himself with a cold expression: "The speed of the Tianpeng clan is inevitably too terrifying, I haven't used all my strength yet, I have already been defeated, so unwilling!" ”

There is no weak Son of the Eastern Wilderness, even if the Holy Son of Dayan is defeated, he is actually not hit hard, but it is not difficult to see from the eyes that are burning with rage that he is obviously unwilling, and wants to attack again and compete with the King of Golden-winged Xiaopeng!

"Hey, little doll over there!" A shout rang out.

The laughter also came into his ears, and the Holy Son of Dayan was startled, and looked back suddenly, but saw Duan Dezheng looking at him with a smile, and beckoned to him: "Why don't you come over quickly?" ”

"A fat Taoist priest who has a close relationship with Lin Feng?"

The Holy Son of Dayan reacted quickly, and very calmly harnessed his divine power to protect his body, and then frowned, his heart full of doubts: "How could he be here......"

Before he could figure out his mind, he saw Duan De take a step back leisurely, and without any obstacles, the Great Yan Holy Son immediately found the Wanchu Holy Son who was bare-butted and fainted to the ground!

"Rubbing what, like becoming like him?" Duan De said with a smile.

The Great Yan Holy Son's head was blank at the moment.

Even though he has carried the aura of Tianjiao since he was a child and fought all over his peers, he has never seen such a strange scene!

The Holy Son of the Holy Land of the First Hundred Nations was beaten unconscious and stripped of his clothes, lying naked in the depths of the River Styx!

When this news is preached, who will believe it?

I'm afraid it will be treated as nonsense!

"Why are you stunned, why don't you come over quickly?"

Duan De shouted again, his expression full of fearlessness.

"You must have a treasure, otherwise you will never be able to take down a holy son!"

The Great Yan Holy Son came back to his senses, only thought of this one possibility, and summoned the Great Yan Holy Sword again, he sneered, and walked slowly towards Duan De: "Let me cut off your limbs, turn you into a human being, and then knock your head open, search the divine soul, and see what secrets are hidden inside!" ”

"Really? I'm so scared! Duan De's smile became more and more weird.

The Holy Son of Dayan saw it in his eyes, but there was a sudden chuckle in his heart, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

"Don't move." An indifferent word, like a faint Dao sound from nine heavens away, suddenly sounded behind the Great Yan Holy Son.

The hair on the back of the Great Yan Holy Son was cold, and he turned around sharply with his sword to make a move, but it was too late.

Syllable!

Lin Feng's big hand grabbed the Great Yan Holy Son, and sealed the divine power of the Great Yan Holy Son with the same method as he did to the Wanchu Holy Son, and specially stunned him and threw it to Duan De like garbage.

"Hehe, it seems that the Holy Son's brain is not very bright!"

Duan De's eyes were shining with golden light, and a pair of big furry hands stretched out, groping up and down on the body of the Great Yan Holy Son.

This time, the Great Yan Holy Son was directly knocked unconscious, but he didn't have time to lay down the ban, and the belongings he was carrying were all touched by Duan De, and he laughed happily.

"There are many people with mixed eyes, look at them, don't make any more trouble."

Lin Feng dropped a sentence lightly and flew towards the deeper part of the River Styx, sprinkling dragon qi and divine power along the way.

Hearing Lin Feng's explanation, Duan De suddenly restrained a lot.

Now is different from the past, after all, the little monk who was once regarded as weak by him has now become a supreme body that is famous in the East and the Wilderness, and there is not much gap left between the two.

"This kid has an unfathomable background, and he acts secretly, and I can't understand it more and more anymore, fat man."

Duan De muttered to himself, and following his gaze, Lin Feng continued to flash in various locations in the center of the River Styx.

The black hole-like vortex in the center of his eyebrows was flickering violently, Duan De looked at the scene, and only felt that Lin Feng seemed to be arranging something, and there was endless dead qi being hooked, but it was never visible, very mysterious.

On the other side, the battle situation on the River Styx has taken a new turn.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was holding a great desolate halberd, arrogantly standing, and on the opposite side was a group of temporarily united Tianjiao, the two sides were facing each other, and the atmosphere in the field was particularly tense.

And in the middle, it was the man from Zhongzhou who was hunted down by the Tianjiao, his face was obscured by the mist, he couldn't see the details clearly, his body was thin and his skin was still pale and terrifying, and now he was holding a blood sword in his arms, looking left and right.

He was hit from front to back, and now he can't run or fight, as if he is stuck in a quagmire, he can't extricate himself, and the embarrassment is complete.

But obviously, the spearhead of the Tianjiao on the scene was not only pointed at him, but also the arrogant Golden-winged Xiaopeng King!

"Brother Li, isn't Brother Xiang with you?"

Fang had just contacted the Purple Mansion Holy Son of Dao Yi, and at this moment he was puzzled: "What about others? ”

An angry look appeared on the face of Dao Yi Holy Son: "Brother Xiang and I were supposed to come together to assist you!"

However, it was this Xiaopeng King who was obstructing it and forcibly blocking it!

Brother Xiang took the initiative to stay and fight with him, so I went to intercept the remnants of Zhongzhou first, and now that Brother Xiang is gone, he must have been poisoned by him! ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts moved.

The Shaking Light Holy Son's eyes flashed, and he interjected and asked, "I remember, the Ten Thousand Beginnings Holy Son also seems to be walking with you, right?" ”

When the words fell, the Dao Yi Holy Son was suddenly startled, as if he remembered something, and angrily scolded the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King: "That's right, I said how come the Ten Thousand Beginning Holy Son has not appeared since you beat him into the River Styx, and it is inevitable that you, the demon who is ruthless, will turn the fight into a death match!" ”

"The two holy sons were killed by him!" The Son of Shaking Light exclaimed in a serious way.

Everyone was finally not calm at this moment, and one after another sharp eyes shot at the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, all of which showed their unkindness.

The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion took a step forward and said in a cold voice: "King Xiaopeng, give us an explanation!" ”

Everyone also chimed in: "That's right, the Immortal Mountain is full of dangers, everyone should have helped each other to tide over the difficulties!" ”

"Hmph, you're good, ignoring the situation and intending to cause infighting, what is your intention?!"

"I don't know what the situation of the two holy sons is now, King Xiaopeng, you must give us an explanation today!"

"You must not let go of this demon barbarian!"

One after another denunciations fell, and everyone's tone was tough and indignant, all of which showed that everyone's anger was transferred to the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King!

Only the Holy Son shook the light, the corners of his hidden mouth rose, and his eyes fell on the person from the Middle Continent.

And in such a situation, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, even if I kill them, what can you do with me?" ”

As soon as this sound came out, the hustle and bustle in the field came to an abrupt end, and everyone's eyes were surprised.

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King naturally knew the proportions of his attack, and the two Holy Sons would definitely not threaten their lives, but he didn't bother to defend himself.

"Now it's my turn."

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King raised the Great Wilderness Halberd, pointed at Tianjiao in the middle of the scene one by one, and said coldly: "I want to ask, who gave you the courage to dare to shout in front of me?!" ”

"How can it be!"

"Killed his companion for no reason, he still dares to be so arrogant!"

"He really thinks that he can rely on the strength of one person to regret that we and others will join forces? Joke! ”

Everyone was furious, they had completely seen the arrogance of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King today!

Seeing this, the Holy Son of Shaking Light added fuel to the fire and said: "Killing people pays for life, since King Xiaopeng does not abide by the rules of survival in the depths of our prisons, then he is the enemy of all of us!" ”

When the words fell, he actually flew out and launched an attack on the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King!

"Kill him!"

Everyone was ignited by this move, and most of them turned into streamers and fled, wanting to join forces to kill the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King to vent their anger!

The scene was chaotic in an instant!

And that person from Zhongzhou, looking at this scene, hugged the blood sword in his arms tightly, and urged his divine power, but he actually wanted to take the opportunity to escape......