The surface of the earth cracked open, and the dust filled the air, and the huge shadow, like a god, swept the whole audience with the violence and coercion from ancient times.

"Golden-winged Roc?!"

The complexion of everyone in the hall is drastic changes, the name of this ancient beast, they have naturally heard of it, this is an extremely fierce ancient beast, extremely greedy, and even feeds on dragons, its ferocity and power, but far beyond some ancient beasts of the same period.

This sword song actually subdued a golden-winged Dapeng?!

In some allusions, the golden-winged roc is known as the Garuda of Buddhism and feeds on dragons. The Buddhist "Tripitaka Sutra" compares the greatness of Kunpeng with the greatness of Garuda, so many people in the world equate the golden-winged Dapeng with the Kunpeng Zhipeng.

But in fact, the Golden-winged Dapeng does not have the supernatural power of Kunpeng, and Kunpeng does not have the theory of eating dragons, and according to the Taoist scriptures, the people who eat Kunpeng are also clear in the nine heavens, so the two should not be confused.

"Elder Taishang save me!!" Under the claws of the Golden-Winged Roc, some of the Seven Vein Elders began to cry for help, and this behemoth suddenly ran out, scaring the souls of their group of old guys.

"Shut up!" Chi Xiaozi glared at these seven-vein elders angrily, he had more than enough success and more than failure, he had lived for a long time, he didn't have any worries at all, and he was usually arrogant with the prestige of the Sword Sect. I didn't think to ask their Supreme Elder for their opinion when I started it before, but now I asked them for help.

"Don't you want to be spiritual? Lingwu is on me, just come and get it! The Golden-Winged Roc looked around with his cold gaze and spoke domineeringly.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstand! Peng Zun's men are merciful! "The three Supreme Elders don't know what to say, very few sects are willing to offend the Golden-Winged Dapeng, and it's too late to win them over. Now that the Golden-Winged Dapeng has become the contract beast of Sword Song, it can bring too many benefits to the Sword Sect.

Looking at this dramatic change, Xiao Yifan felt a little crying and laughing, how did they know that the spirit martial arts that Jian Ge said were on the golden-winged Dapeng, these old sects are afraid that they are really going to be unlucky today, and no one can save them.

Xiao Yifan arched his hand towards the golden-winged Dapeng, and said quite politely: "It's good for Pengzun to teach them a lesson, these seven-vein elders of mine are so arrogant that they almost forget who they are!" ”

"Oh? Since the sect master said so, then I'm welcome! The Golden-Winged Roc let out a strange laugh, and his claws were a little harder.

In fact, Xiao Yifan and Golden-winged Dapeng have similar strength, if he relies on the Tai'a Sword, Golden-winged Dapeng is not his opponent, but Xiao Yifan feels that this is an opportunity, recently the seven-vein elders have become more and more disagreeable, relying on the old and selling the old, unscrupulous, with the hand of the Golden-winged Dapeng to teach these old guys a lesson, the province will be embarrassed in the future.

"Don't! Suzerain! I have shed blood for the sect! ”

"I've been injured for the sect, and I'm still not well, and every joint in my body is aching every rainy day."

"Elder Qiu, don't let yourself out of fart! You're rheumatism, aren't you? I was the one who bleed and was wounded for the sect! ”

"Old bastard! Without me, would the development of the Sword Sect be so smooth! ”

"You old thing! Hundreds of years ago, when the Sword Sect was not yet firmly established, I also blocked a sword for you, you ungrateful old thing! ”

"Old bastard! It's not you who instigated me to make a move! ”

……

The elders of the seven veins, you said a word, I said a word, and began to talk about their exploits to the sect, and in the end, they all set their eyes on Xiao Yifan for help. Because Xiao Yifan is Jian Ge's master, as long as he speaks, Jian Ge will definitely give him face, and then let the Golden Winged Dapeng spare these Seven Vein Elders.

"Sect Master, save me!"

"I know it's wrong! It was all Elder Mu who instigated us! ”

"That's right, Sect Master! It's all Elder Mu! ”

These Seven Vein Elders began to shake the pot, putting the blame on Elder Mu who had broken his arm.

……

Xiao Yifan snorted coldly and shouted, "Now you think of me, the sect master?" Didn't you say you were going to impeach me? ”

"The sect master laughed, how could we impeach the sect master, we have always had respect for the sect master, and we are even more loyal to the sect, loyal to the sect master and the sect, heaven and earth can learn from it."

Looking at the elders who kept begging for mercy, Chi Xiaozi spoke: "The elders of the Seven Veins are indeed impulsive, but they have also been punished, they all know that they are wrong, Pengzun, you see ......."

Ling Xiaozi on the side also spoke: "Yes, Pengzun, since you have signed a contract with my sect's disciple Jian Ge, you can also be regarded as a member of my Sword Sect, if you trample them to death, how can anyone come to honor you in the future." ”

The three Supreme Elders had to come out to play a round game, the Golden Winged Dapeng could not be offended, the Seven Vein Elders were also the pillars of the Sword Sect, if the Golden Winged Dapeng's claws were a little harder, these Seven Vein Elders' burps would be over, and the loss to the Sword Sect would be too great.

"Oh? Instead, let these people tell me how they plan to honor me in the future. Listening to the words of the three Supreme Elders, the claws of the Golden-Winged Dapeng were a little slack.

"Our seven-vein elders once worked together to raise a colorful luan bird, if Peng Zun does not dislike it, he can marry it to you and tie the knot." At this time, in order to survive, the elders of the Seven Veins could only grieve the Colorful Luan Bird.

The golden light flashed in the eyes of the golden-winged Dapeng, and he swallowed his spit and said, "Colorful Luan Bird? Sounds delicious! ”

Hearing this, the faces of the three Supreme Elders changed greatly, how could this Golden-winged Dapeng want to eat anything!

"Pengzun! I can't eat it! This colorful bird can't be eaten! Each of its seven-colored feathers is mixed with sword intent, for the Sword Sect, the Colorful Luan Bird itself is a mystical method, and many disciples of the Sword Sect have comprehended the sword intent on it, and they can't eat it. ”

"Humph! Can't eat it?! So what do I use it for? Aren't you kidding me!! ”

Xiao Yifan and the three Supreme Elders glanced at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Lin Yu for help. The life and death of these Seven Vein Elders can now be said to be in his thoughts.

Lin Yu laughed dryly, looked at the group of seven-vein elders, and said, "This Lingwu, you don't want it anymore?" ”

"Don't! We don't want to kill us! We are all bewitched by Elder Namu, and Lingwu can be used by us old guys. ”

Lin Yu smiled and said, "Since this is the case, then the juniors will have the courage to decide this matter for the seniors." ”

"It's okay to let my Peng brother raise his hand, my Peng brother has a huge appetite, as long as you can satisfy the appetite of my Peng brother, this matter will be stopped, I will not blame the past."

"It's a deal! You have to talk and count! Listening to Lin Yu's mouth, the elders of the Seven Veins were overjoyed one by one.

"My words must count, I just hope you don't regret it." Lin Yu looked at this group of people with a strange smile, how could the appetite of the Golden-winged Dapeng be so easily satisfied, and they would definitely have it in the future, but this just solved his promise to the Golden-winged Dapeng.

(End of chapter)