Steel claws and iron beaks, special gods, a pair of pale silver eagle eyes looking forward to shining, wings fanned hard, the storm roared, the huge figure brushed the ground has reached a thousand feet away, its speed is like electricity, where it passes, the space trembles.

Along the way, whenever a group of beasts is encountered, the golden-winged roc will fly over its head, and between the shaking of its wings, rows of cyan light shoot out, turning into cyan wind blades of a length of several feet, heading towards the group of demonic beasts on the ground.

When the figure of the Golden-winged Dapeng is far away, there are often dead corpses on the ground, and even those demonic beasts that are suitable for high-level demon beasts above level can hardly escape.

In less than a day, the golden-winged Dapeng has flown out of a journey of more than 100,000 miles, and finally, the Kunlun Mountain, which rises into the clouds, appears in front of him.

In the cold light city where the crowds were surging in the past, there was not even a single figure anymore, but instead there were groups of various demon beasts, and the teleportation circle that connected to Langyuan City was naturally abandoned.

A long roar like a dragon's groan suddenly came from the back of the golden-winged roc, loud and sharp, long and long, but the golden-winged roc passed through the city, heading straight for the direction of the location of the inner valley of the frozen valley.

The noisy roars of beasts rose one after another in the cold light city, and the demon beasts that only occupied the shops and pavilions rushed to the street as if they were crazy, but the demon beasts that were already wandering on the street were blood-red in their eyes, and they fought frantically.

A quarter of an hour later, the dragon's long roar stopped, but the tens of thousands of demon beasts in the Cold Light City had all turned into dead corpses, and none of them survived.

Outside the valley of the frozen valley, in the dense fog within a radius of thousands of miles, there are different varieties of demonic beasts scurrying around, there are birds, there are beasts, the most, is a kind of wolf-shaped demonic beast with sharp horns and black hair, in the center of these demonic beasts, there are also some half-human and half-beast monsters, or beast heads and human bodies, or human body and beast heads, and there are tens of thousands of them in rows.

There are also more than ten tall and hideous humanoid monsters occupying the top of the peak, judging from the spiritual pressure revealed by these humanoid monsters, they are all some demon kings who are suitable for the Yuanying realm, and even the demon kings of the late stage realm, but there is no existence of the demon god realm.

Finding that the Golden-Winged Dapeng was rushing straight to the inner valley of the Frozen Valley like a thunderbolt, these Demon King Realm Beings stood up one by one at a loss, raising their eyes.

The golden-winged roc was full of blue light, and his figure turned into a flying boat from his head in a distorted and changing way.

On the head of the boat, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and with a cold snort, the power of divine consciousness was instantly released, and the clear ripples visible to the naked eye flew towards the distance like waves.

Together, with the stretched out of his left hand, the emerald light flashed in the palm, and an extra jade flute with a length of a foot came to his mouth unhurriedly.

After the death of the disciple of Wuwei Sect, Jia Yu's eyes darkened, his brain was buzzing, and his body shook a few times before he stood firm, his heart was shocked, he didn't care about being rude, he hurriedly sat cross-legged and fell to the ground, pinched a law decision, and urged the true qi to circulate rapidly in his body, which stopped the jubilation of qi and blood.

One hundred and ten people in the mirror

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The jade face of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect was red, and the qi and blood in his body were jubilant, he glanced at the disciple of the Wuwei Sect, frowned quietly, gritted his teeth, and walked towards a quiet room in the middle of the flying boat.

The black tiger's eyes lit up, and the pleiades announced a roar, and the figure rose into the air, rushing towards the mountain with the most demonic beasts, and the sharp flute sound did not seem to have any effect on it.

"It's noisy!"

The crow muttered dissatisfiedly that since returning to the human realm, she had a languishing appearance and had no hobbies for anything.

Following the attack of this divine sense, the thick fog flew up thousands of feet high, impacting and bumping with each other, and there was a loud thunderclap everywhere, and within the fog, those demonic beasts below the middle level fell to the ground one after another, their eyes burst out, and the seven orifices were bleeding, but the middle-level and high-level demonic beasts and those humanoid monsters were scurrying helplessly.

Immediately after, the loud and sharp flute sound was one after another, and a cloud of blood mist burst in the air, and there was a terrible beast roar everywhere.

The sound of the piano came to a second time.

In the valley of the Frozen Valley, there is a shining spiritual light everywhere, and the buzzing sound is endless, although this forbidden array, although it can block all the demons and demonic beasts below the Demon God Realm, it can't stop the pervasive sharp flute.

Dozens of monks walked out of the stone chambers of the temple one after another, looking left and right at a loss, even though they were blocked by the strong power of prohibition. These monks are still jubilant and can't help themselves.

Inside a large hall. Helian Wushuang looked at the impression reflected in the bronze mirror in front of him in a daze, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. In the bronze mirror, the disciple of Wuwei Sect held a jade flute, standing in the wind, still the well-fitting black robe, still the face that was not handsome but had clear edges and corners, flying sword eyebrows, star-like bright eyes, at this moment, the lazy smiling face that often hung on the corner of the mouth disappeared. Instead, there was a sense of slaughter.

Suddenly, on the flying boat, the disciple of the Wuwei Sect put away the jade flute in his hand, as if he had a spirit in his heart, and looked over.

Knowing that it was impossible for this gaze to come through the bronze mirror, it was just a coincidence, but her heart was beating wildly, and a faint red cloud floated above her white jade-like face. Even his breath was short, his full chest was rugged, and his hands didn't know where to go.

Beside him, there was a sudden roar of resentment. A giant ape-man with long white hair all over his body stood up, and a pair of small blue eyes stared at the Feizhou and Wuwei Sect disciples in the bronze mirror, his eyes were full of violence.

The ape stood up. He was a foot tall, and his ears were small. The mouth is extremely large, and the fangs are turned out. Eyeing at the tiger, the muscles of the whole body were knotted, the arms were as thick as buckets, and the roar from its mouth was repeated, and a white cold mist flew out of its body, and the entire hall seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

"Little girl, don't argue, this is him, he's here to save us!"

Helian Wushuang turned his head to look at the giant ape, and muttered a whisper, the sound was inaudible, as if he was speaking to the giant ape, and as if he was speaking to himself, as soon as the words came out, his crimson face was as gorgeous as a peach blossom.

At this moment, the eyes of the disciples of the Wuwei Gate Academy turned to the past, and a white-clothed girl with silver hair and shawl and skin like snow walked over from after the death of the Wuwei Gate Disciple, with big blue eyes and autumn waves, hinting at the spring, and whispering something to the disciples of the Wuwei Gate Academy.

Her heart suddenly became confused, and the glory in her eyes dimmed for a while.

"Senior sister, what happened outside the valley after all?"

A rough man's voice came from outside the hall, and before the words fell, a tall and strong man in linen had already strode into the hall wrapped in a storm.

"Elder Zhou!"

The strong man in sackcloth was none other than Hulu'er, seeing the figure in the bronze mirror clearly, he couldn't help but scream, his face was full of ecstasy, he turned his head to look at Helian Wushuang, and said excitedly: "Senior sister, now Shenzhou is saved, no wonder this flute knows so well, it's great!" ”

At the moment when Hulu'er stepped into the main hall, the peach blossoms on Helian Wushuang's face disappeared in an instant, and he regained his cold and frosty demeanor from his head, and said without looking back: "What's the good, Shenzhou has already been in chaos, which of the famous demon gods who attacked Langyuan City is an ordinary thing, and that damn fire dragon is also waiting for him." ”

Hulu'er didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't notice the change in Helian Wushuang's demeanor, his eyes stared directly at the shiny bronze mirror on the jade case, his face looked strange, and he said to himself: "Master, it's the master and his old man, it's great!" ”

His hands clenched into fists, shook it vigorously a few times, and the two copper-bell-like eyeballs glared at the white-haired giant ape, and said in a humming voice: "Little girl, go, this seat will take you out to meet these demon cubs." ”

The white-haired giant ape and Huluer can be said to have a similar temperament, and when they heard this, they roared angrily, shook a pair of fists as thin as a basin, and rushed out of the main hall after Huluer's death.

Helian Wushuang quietly watched the figure in the bronze mirror gradually blur until it disappeared, then he sighed lightly, and raised his hand at the bronze mirror with a chaotic expression to strike out a magic decision......

"Listen well, the elders of the Yuding Gate have now returned to the human realm from the hidden capital, and they are killing the demonic beasts outside the valley, this seat has always been clear in rewards and punishments, whether it can make a great contribution, it depends on the present dynasty!"

The thunderous sound of Hurul resounded in the ravine.

"I said who has such great magical powers, it turns out to be Elder Zhou, great!"

An old man with a white beard said excitedly.

A brocade-robed young man beside the old man said in a cold voice: "What's good, without him, how could I suffer such a shame as today in the Frozen Valley, don't forget, Master Su has not yet recovered his magical powers!" ”

Another white-robed Confucian glared at the brocade-robed young man, frowned, and said, "Do you dare to say such a thing in front of Uncle Hulu'er?" ”

After that, he ignored the brocade-robed young man anymore, and said to the old man: "Senior Brother Lu, go, it's already Elder Zhou, and the demonic beasts outside the valley must never be able to make any big waves." ”

With that, the sleeves of his robe flicked, a silver sword was sacrificed, and he flew up.

The old man smiled, and the same sacrifice took out a silver sword, and followed the past.

The brocade-robed young man's face changed several times, he snorted coldly, raised his hand and offered a silver flywheel, and flew up.

"Great,