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The vast hall is resplendent with gold, and the pillars are all entwined coiled dragons, which are extremely smart.

An old man stood in the middle of the hall, with a childish face and an iron crutch in his hands, but he had his own elegant temperament.

The old man started his hand, and the two monks stood with their bows, both dressed in bright-colored robes, dazzling and shining.

The old man's breath was not obvious, just like a mortal. However, the two blackfriars were unusually respectful to him.

"The old man has explained the matter clearly, you must act as soon as possible. Now, that being should still be in the Underworld. Although the old man can't lock down specific people, however, he used the Great Curse Technique, and the momentum is so loud that even us

It can be felt in the fairy world, and I believe that there are more people who can feel it in the Si Ming Continent. When the time comes, you just need to put some effort into it, and you don't have to worry about finding anyone. After finding someone, the first thing to do is to capture them alive. If you can't be captured alive, you can't do it

It is necessary to kill it, leaving no hidden dangers. The old man's vicissitudes of life commanded.

"Yes, Ancestor!" the two monks agreed, but they looked at each other with a bit of a sloppy look.

"Say whatever you want. The ancestor naturally sensed it clearly, and snorted coldly.

"Yes! The ancestor asked, so naturally he didn't dare to say nothing. The ancestors instructed the younger generations to do their best and not hesitate to die. It's just that I heard that the unknown existence knows the Great Curse Technique, and with the cultivation of the younger generation, I have to deal with the Great Curse Technique, I'm afraid

Fear of losing more and winning less. It is not a pity for the juniors to fall, but I am afraid that after the defeat, the great plan of the ancestors will be delayed, and the juniors will die without resigning!" said a monk in a respectful tone.

The old man seemed to be prepared, and with a wave of his robe, a yellow light flashed, and a money mirror spun and fell into the monk's hands.

"The old man asked you to do things, so naturally he won't let you die. This Mitsubishi mirror is enough to deal with the Great Curse Technique. Thinking that a person who can't even shatter the void and can't ascend to the immortal realm, even if he knows the Great Curse Technique, how much power can he exert?"

Oh Ancestor!" the two monks showed a look of great joy at this time.

"Hurry up, don't let the old man down. ”

The aftermath echoed in the hall, but the old man had disappeared at some point.

In such a way, even the two monks in bright robes did not even notice it, and they couldn't help but feel even more awe in their hearts. On the shattered mountains, Zhang Yang suspended in the air, overlooking the ground.

After listening to the explanations of Gollum Sky and Bu Feng, Zhang Yang immediately felt the sky above the battlefield, looking at the broken mountains, with a wry smile on his face.

"I see!"

"Compared to the high tide of the Beast's hunting, this is just a small-scale battle, but the damage is already so great. After the confrontation with the Si Ying Beast, I am afraid that even if the Terrans win, the mountains of this continent will be completely destroyed in the end. ”

"The trend of the mountains is destroyed, the topography changes, and the atmosphere changes. The Underworld Continent will not regain its original rich yin qi. In the future, if those zombies and heroes want to advance again, I am afraid it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. ”

Zhang Yang muttered secretly, looking up at the sky.

"Is it all just a coincidence?"

"Or is there some powerful being who is in charge of all this?"

..., thinking of this terrible possibility, Zhang Yang couldn't help but shudder.

Rumble

In the sky, there were bursts of thunder, gray-black clouds rolled in the sky, and lightning swam rapidly like a dancing silver snake.

Shout!

A golden streamer of light flew quickly in the air, as if trying to avoid the thunder and lightning in the sky.

However, it was all in vain.

Click!

In the sky, there was a loud bang, and several thunderballs surrounded each other, directly locking on to the streamer and slashing down.

One by one

With a clear cry, the golden streamer also seemed to feel a heavy crisis, and its body circled in the air at great speed to dodge.

The speed of this golden streamer was extremely fast, but the speed of the thunderball was even more plotty, and in the blink of an eye, it hit head-on.

Boom!

The yellow-colored streamer instantly froze, emitting billowing smoke, dragging its long tail, like a meteorite, and fell to the ground.

Rumble!

Huge fluctuations, flying rocks all over the sky.

"Oh, ahem!"

There was a violent coughing sound, as if it was about to cough out all the intestines.

The dust and smoke slowly settled.

But in the deep pit like a small basin, a huge peng bird was lying in it.

However, the situation of this peng bird is extremely miserable, with scorched feathers and bursts of smoke, and its true colors can only be faintly seen, as if the wings are golden, while the head and body are white.

It is conceivable that such a huge Roc should be beautiful if it is loaded at the peak. However, now under the bombardment of lightning one after another, it is extremely embarrassing.

The wounds all over the body cracked, either from charred mushy flesh or with dripping blood.

"Pass",... How could the power of this Thunder Tribulation be so great? Legend has it that when an eighth-level demon cultivator advances to the ninth level, there is a certain chance that a three-color thunder tribulation will appear. The stronger the bloodline of the demon cultivator, the higher the strength. The higher the chance of a tricolor thunderstorm. ”

"I, Jin Dapeng, are dignified Dapeng Golden Red Bird, and my blood is noble, so there should be a blue thunderball. I left that treasure to deal with the three-color thunderball, if I sacrifice it now, then the result that awaits me will probably only be a way to fall. ”

"Persist!

This Dapeng golden-winged bird is naturally the golden Dapeng.

Jin Dapeng, like the Gluttonous Beast, was originally a half-step ninth-level existence, and he was stuck on this step, I don't know how many years.

On the last trip to the Wuman Ancestral Temple, Jin Dapeng really gained something, and then retreated to practice and attain enlightenment. It took hundreds of thousands of years to finally realize and break through.

Jin Dapeng has been stuck in the realm of half a ninth level for an extremely long time, and as a result, he has accumulated many treasures.

What I didn't expect was that the power of the thunder tribulation that descended when the eighth-level demon beast was promoted to the ninth level was far beyond imagination, and the magic weapons prepared were almost consumed, and the thunderclouds in the sky were still dense, and the thunder was continuous, and the vast and endless appearance.

This made Jin Dapeng's heart tremble secretly.

Click!

There was a loud bang, and several thunderballs fell in the sky at the same time.

The three thunderballs, circling each other, are like beads played by the sky, and they look extremely beautiful against the backdrop of black clouds and lightning in the sky. However, the current Jin Dapeng obviously did not appreciate this beautiful mood.

Swish!

Jin Dapeng had a golden wing, and with a wave of force, the huge whirlwind around him floated down, and his body rose in the air.

..., one by one

Jin Dapeng let out a clear cry, and the sound shook into the sky.

Swish!

A pair of golden wings waved vigorously, and the yellow light flashed all over the sky, like a meteor shower, rushing towards those few thunderballs.

If someone's divine sense is strong enough and strong enough, they can clearly see that the yellow light in the sky is not as simple as the wind blade, but the yellow feathers.

These feathers are huge, and the roots of each feather are extremely thick, and the feathers are fine and neat, shimmering with a metallic luster.

Swish!

These golden feathers changed in the air, forming a pair of huge wings.

These feathers are Jin Dapeng's natal magic weapon, and they are those feathers that have grown since he was born.

After obtaining the Great Dao cultivation method, he used countless heavenly and earth treasures to refine it, and then slowly succeeded in refining.

This set of feathers, usually not at the moment of life and death, Jin Dapeng is reluctant to sacrifice it to meet the enemy, but only uses a simple wind blade.

Now, because he has another hole card, he has finally begun to sacrifice this set of natal magic weapons.

Boom one by one

Three thunderballs, bombarding these feathers fiercely.

The whole world seemed to stop in an instant. Followed by.......

Buzz one by one

With a fluctuation of rhythm, these feathers instantly dispersed, and the shape of the huge wings instantly collapsed.

And the three thunderballs were also ejected.

Boom one by one

The thunderball slammed into the ground, and a huge mushroom-shaped cloud rose into the sky.

As soon as Jin Dapeng's face showed a hint of joy, he saw a brewing in the sky, and three thunderballs circled each other and fell from the sky.

Jin Dapeng's face changed greatly:

The mind quickly retracted, and those golden and dark fields turned into streamers, quickly converging and blocking in front of Jin Dapeng again.

Squeak and squeak

In the sky, countless thunderbolts continued to converge towards the three thunderballs.

At this moment, Jin Dapeng also felt that something was wrong.

This thunderball has obviously reached the strongest level of state talent, but it is still increasing its power. Could it be said that ",...

There was nothing wrong with his idea.

In the blink of an eye, I saw that the color of the three thunderballs flashed, and there seemed to be a flash of yellow light.

This time is extremely short, and it doesn't even look like an instant.

However, with Jin Dapeng's current half-step ninth-level divine sense, he naturally captured it clearly.

He believed he was absolutely not mistaken.

Tricolor Thunderball!

I really have to deal with the three-color thunderball!

Squeak la la

In the sky, thunder and lightning continue to converge.

After a flash of yellow color on the three thunderballs, they hovered in the air, and for a while, they didn't even bombard, and a touch of blue flashed again.

Jin Dapeng's face was unprecedentedly solemn.

For the demon beasts that have advanced to the ninth level, the three-color thunderball they have to face is often the final blow.

At this time, there is nothing left to keep. Mana is instilled wildly.

Buzz one by one

Those golden realms shone brightly, instantly recombining into the appearance of two huge wings. Presented in a semicircle, Jin Dapeng was protected in the center.

Jin Dapeng has a sharp beak again.

One by one

With a clear cry, a small black dot flashed, passing through the two huge wings, and instantly expanded. But it's a turtleshell-like existence.

"The Heavenly Return Shield of the quasi-immortal weapon, don't let the deity down!"

Jin Dapeng's eyes were full of purple light.

..., that day the shield grew bigger and bigger, and it looked like it was dozens of zhang square, before the huge wings. Cover it tightly.

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