"Boom!"

It was like a mountain falling, and the huge body of the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi smashed directly to the ground, making a huge sound.

Everyone present was shocked in their hearts, they didn't expect that the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi, who had just bloomed with a peerless demeanor, would be beheaded by Long Aotian under the sword.

Could it be that he is really the first person of the younger generation in the Eastern Wilderness?

If you have to say who has the posture of an emperor, then it can only be him, right?

Although it is only a secret realm of the four extremes, it shows such an invincible and peerless demeanor, who in the world can be the enemy?

However, although they were shocked, the eyes of the Shaking Light Holy Son and Ji Haoyue and others flickered with a more dazzling light.

People like them are extremely confident.

Even if you see a powerful existence, you will retain a trace of arrogance in your heart, and you will ask yourself if you are not weaker than others.

Ye Fan is also among them, even if he is targeted by the Great Dao, he still does not abandon or give up.

However, just when the atmosphere in the arena was a little frozen for a while, a hoarse and low roar suddenly came from a distance.

"Long Aotian, you damn !!"

Everyone looked in the direction where the voice came from, and then saw a powerful thunderbolt suddenly erupt from above the figure.

But it wasn't released by him, it was removed from his body.

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King stood high in the sky, and the power of thunder hidden in the depths of his body was completely removed.

He didn't perform the Tianpeng Resurrection Technique, but even so, the layer of black skin that had originally shrouded him kept peeling off, revealing new skin.

These new skins are as clear as jade, and even glow.

Looking at the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King in the distance, Zhao Yu smiled faintly, and then said.

"You're bald, and you're getting stronger!"

That's right, the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King had already broken through at this time and became a monk in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

However, although all his injuries have recovered, and his physique has become stronger and his cultivation has become more advanced, his original flowing blonde hair has not grown back.

And not to mention the hair, even the eyebrows are gone.

Now his whole head was bare, like a boiled egg, and it was shining brightly.

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King was instantly angry when he heard this, after all, who caused this problem?

His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he reached out to make a move.

"Huh!"

The spear stuck in the ground in the distance burst through the air, and then he held it tightly in his hand, and a monstrous black gas gushed out from it again.

"Long Aotian, you will definitely die today!"

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King leaned slightly, holding a spear and pointing at Zhao Yu, his chin raised slightly, and his face was full of arrogance.

"I remember the last time you said this, I almost beat the dog's head!"

"Wang?"

The Black Emperor looked confused, why did he have to take him every time he sprayed someone, did the dog do something wrong?

The corners of the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King's eyes twitched slightly, but he was now a monk of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

No matter how strong Long Aotian is, under the gap of a big realm, he is definitely not his opponent.

So the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King was too lazy to say, and after snorting coldly, he attacked Zhao Yu.

Tianpeng quickly unleashed it, and he appeared directly in front of Zhao Yu as if he was teleporting, and the spear in his hand stabbed at the center of his eyebrows.

After breaking through to the Secret Realm of the Transformation Dragon, the strength of the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

Even if it was just a breakthrough, it was stronger than some ordinary monks who had stepped into this realm for hundreds of years.

So he, who was originally vulnerable under Long Aotian, now has the strength to go head-to-head.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The two fierce soldiers collided, and although the Zhuxian Sword was very strong, Zhao Yu only used the cultivation of the Four Extremes Secret Realm to urge it as a powerful weapon.

At this time, the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King, who had stepped into the secret realm of the dragon, could already exert most of the power of that spear, so it was comparable to the Zhuxian Sword for a while.

However, this was useless, and after holding out for a long time, the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King was slashed back by a sword and became disgraced.

"Damn, why?"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King said that it was difficult to accept, he had obviously broken through, and he was a big realm higher than Long Aotian, why couldn't he beat it?

But he did not lose heart, but continued to step forward, and then was knocked into the air again, repeating repeatedly.

Looking at the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King who was knocked to the ground by himself again and crawled out of the soil, Zhao Yu had admiration on his face.

"I can do it after repeated defeats, I, Long Aotian, admit that you are the King of Golden-winged Xiaopeng, not bad!"

Hearing Zhao Yu's words, King Golden-Winged Xiaopeng was stunned for a moment, and then he was inexplicably a little happy.

But soon he was stunned, shouldn't it be repeated defeats? What does it mean to be defeated repeatedly?

With a look of anger on his face, King Golden-Winged Xiaopeng was about to raise his gun and fight again, but at this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Brother Peng, let's join forces!"

"Huh!?"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped to the side, and the spear in his hand subconsciously stabbed out.

However, a plain white jade hand stretched out and grabbed his black and thick spear lightly.

"You...... Brother Tsing Yi? How do you ......"

King Golden-winged Xiaopeng's eyes widened, his face was full of surprise, and he looked King Xiaojiao in Tsing Yi up and down.

Because the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi at this time is completely different from the previous feeling.

It's still the same face, but it looks softer, even more ...... Moving?

If it was originally as gentle as jade, then now it has become gentle as jade.

Her fair skin is crystal clear, and her long hair is like ink, which is casually draped.

His eyes changed back to their original color, but in the midst of his long black hair, two round, small blood-colored dragon horns emerged, making him a little more seductive.

Not to mention the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, even Zhao Yu was a little surprised.

After looking at it carefully for a while, he was also a little crying and laughing.

"Sure enough, Medusa's power will inevitably bear her brand, unless the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi breaks through to the saint in the future and gets rid of the influence of Medusa, it will always be the appearance of this women's clothing boss......"

Zhao Yu's focus is that the little Jiaowang in Tsing Yi has become a women's clothing boss, but the focus of others is his strength.

At this time, the little Jiao King in Tsing Yi did not break through, and it was still a secret realm of the four poles.

But his strength is much stronger than before?

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was frightened just now, and a shot was stabbed, although he didn't shoot with all his strength, but it was not trivial, but the Tsing Yi Xiaojiao King actually held it empty-handed.

Yan Ruyu, who was on the ancient chariot in the distance, had a gleam in his eyes, and his face showed a look of amazement.

"Unexpectedly, he was a blessing in disguise, broke and then stood up, successfully fused the power given by the dragon king, and the bloodline was able to evolve. It seems that in the future, you can't call him the little dragon king of Tsing Yi, you have to call him the little dragon king of Tsing Yi to ......"

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