The Fox Demon King frowned slightly, and the thoughts in his mind turned quickly, guessing how Jiang Yi knew the news of the Bull Demon King. You must know that the Bull Demon King has been hiding behind the scenes, cultivating his subordinates, and has not shown much in front of people, and there are not many demon clans that know his existence, let alone people.

However, she soon remembered one thing, Jiang Yi had leveled Yingquan Mountain and killed the long-armed monkey king.

So it's probably the monkey who said it.

It's just that there is one thing she can't understand, since Jiang Yi knows that there is a Bull Demon King standing behind the demon clan, how dare she bring up the matter of a decisive battle with them, where did she get the guts?

Could it be that Jiang Yi has anything else to rely on?

Just when the Fox Demon King was guessing and doubting, the Golden Eagle Ancestor on the other side had already made a move.

"No matter how you know the news of the king, take you down and ask slowly, you will always know the answer."

Scold!

The Golden Eagle Ancestor said, his body turned into a golden mang, as if teleporting, and suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Yi, and his right hand bent his fingers into claws and grabbed Jiang Yi's head fiercely.

Rumble!

The surrounding air currents frantically poured into his hands, forming a swirl of transparent air.

The claws are like hooks, and they come with sharp energy.

The invisible qi machine firmly locked on Jiang Yi, giving him a feeling that there was nowhere to escape, and there was no way to avoid it, and even a piece of space around him had to be grabbed and taken away by the other party.

Legend has it that the Golden-winged Roc feeds on dragons.

Under this grasp, even the divine dragon could not escape, let alone an ordinary monk.

As Zhou Hongwu said, the strength of the demon king who has awakened the bloodline of the divine beast like the Golden Eagle Ancestor is far superior to that of ordinary demon kings, but with a simple grasp, the power is almost the same as that of ordinary demon kings with all their strength.

Of course, if it weren't for the extraordinary talent bloodline, the Bull Demon King would not have focused on cultivating him.

Seeing that the Golden Eagle Ancestor's hand was rapidly enlarged in his eyes, Jiang Yi had no way to dodge, so he could only open his mouth and spit out a thunderbolt.

Rumble!

A purple thunderbolt burst out, and electric snakes danced wildly in the air.

The Razor Sword stabbed into the palm of the Golden Eagle Ancestor with an invincible force.

Boom!

The furious and ferocious Thunder Sword Gang shot out in all directions.

With a muffled sound, the Golden Eagle Ancestor involuntarily took two steps back, looked at Jiang Yi's eyes with a flash of surprise, and said unexpectedly:

"I can't see it, you still have some skills."

The Fox Demon King asked on the side, "Do you want me to help?" ”

Lu Xiaoqian, who was not far away, heard this, and their eyes flashed, and they were ready to step forward to help Jiang Yi stop the Fox Demon King.

At this time, the Golden Eagle Ancestor shook his head and refused:

"No need, I'll be enough to deal with him alone."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pinched the formula, and silently recited the formula.

Disheveled.

The next moment, a pair of golden wings suddenly stretched out behind the Golden Eagle Ancestor, more than ten meters long, flashing with brilliant golden light in the midday sun.

After taking a closer look, everyone found that the red-gold Peng feathers on the wings were incomparably sharp swords.

The compelling sharp aura swept out, making Lu Xiaoqian and the others frown wildly, and they were secretly shocked.

Judging by the breath, each Peng Yu Divine Sword was almost equivalent to a flying sword.

With the strength of Chen Qifeng, Zhong Daochang and others, I am afraid that they can only resist a dozen Peng Yu swords, and even Lu Xiaoqian, who is the strongest, will not be able to resist much.

And the Peng Yu Sword behind the Golden Eagle Ancestor is full of thousands.

"Die!"

With the low drink of the Golden Eagle Ancestor, the pair of golden wings flew in front of Jiang Yi, and then suddenly closed, turning into an impermeable round golden ball, firmly trapping Jiang Yi.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The blades of more than a thousand Peng Yu Divine Swords stabbed at Jiang Yi from all directions, with sharp sword qi overflowing every inch of his surroundings, like a huge meat grinder, trying to grind Jiang Yi into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xiaoqian and the others couldn't help but tighten their expressions, and their hearts were raised, but then they remembered that Jiang Yi had just forced back the Golden Eagle Ancestor with a sword, so they resisted the urge to make a move.

On the opposite hill, Zhao Lihai was in good spirits, with an excited look, and said in a low voice:

"Well, he's dead now."

……

"Points!"

Jiang Yi snorted lightly, and the Lei Ze sword in front of him shook suddenly, turning into thirty-three long swords, suspended around him in the direction of the formation, and laid down an indestructible sword shield.

Jingle Bell!

Thousands of Peng Feather Swords shot like a torrential rain on the sword shield.

The sharp and piercing sound of gold and iron was endless, and lightning and sparks kept bursting on the sword shield.

After Jiang Yi blocked a wave of Peng Yujian's attack, he took advantage of a gap to violently urge the mana, and shouted:

"Nine Thunderbolts!"

The same sword move, performed by Jiang Yi in the Refining Void Realm, was more than ten times more powerful than when he was refining the God Realm.

Rumble!

With a deafening roar of thunder, the golden ball covering Jiang Yi was suddenly torn open a few holes. Then, purple thunder light shot out from the crack of the ball, which appeared dazzling and gorgeous.

Boom!

The next moment, the furious Thunder Sword Gang burst out, and the more than a thousand golden Peng Feather Swords could no longer maintain the shape of the golden ball, and were shattered by the bombardment of the Sword Gang, turning into golden streamers that shot out in all directions.

The Natal Peng Feather Sword was injured, and the Golden Eagle Ancestor couldn't help but snort, and was counterattacked, and his face turned pale for a while.

"Hurry!"

Jiang Yi didn't mean to stop at all after the blow, and raised his finger to the Golden Eagle Ancestor.

Zheng!

Thirty-three Razor Swords were wrapped in the light of thunder and lightning, and shot towards the Golden Eagle Ancestor with lightning speed.

The face of the Golden Eagle Ancestor who was attacked couldn't help but turn white.

The Golden Eagle Ancestor gritted his teeth fiercely, forced himself to use the powerful demon power in his body, and drank violently.

"Close!"

Immediately, hundreds of Peng Yu swords flew from all directions, colliding with the Lei Ze Sword in the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The flying swords kept colliding and made a firecracker-like explosion, and the speed was extremely fast.

The onlookers couldn't keep up with the speed of the flying sword at all, and could only see countless golden rays and purple electric lights shuttling and flashing in the air, dazzling to see.

After a few breaths, the Golden Eagle Ancestor slowly fell into the downwind.

Although he has a large number of Peng Yu Divine Sword, he can also control it freely, such as an arm command, but when it comes to swordsmanship, he is still far from being able to compare with Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi's Lei Ze Sword was only divided into thirty-three swords, but each sword was connected to each other, like a whole, which could synthesize various formations and exert several times the strength, which was not something that Peng Yu Divine Sword could compete with at all.

After a fierce battle, the golden light on Peng Yu's divine sword became much dimmer.

The Golden Eagle Ancestor also realized that if he continued to fight, he was afraid that he would soon be defeated, so with a wave of his hand, he suddenly recalled all the Peng Yu Divine Swords, and then turned his body.

"Change!"

With a flash of golden light, the Golden Eagle Ancestor manifested his true body: a huge golden-winged roc with its wings spread, covering the sky and the sun.

For a moment, it was as if a dark cloud covered the top, blocking out the sunlight on the top of the mountain, giving people the feeling that the sky was instantly dark.

At the same time, a terrifying and ferocious aura swept in all directions.

In time, the onlookers who were hundreds of meters away felt a burst of shock when they saw the true body of the Golden-winged Dapeng, and there was a kind of fear and panic when they encountered natural enemies, and many people couldn't help but retreat back to relieve the heavy sense of oppression in their hearts.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A large flock of flying birds flew out of the woods of Yunmeng Mountain, flapping their wings frantically, and fled in all directions in panic.

Birds and beasts within a radius of ten miles fled in fear.