The Condor flapped its wings, dancing in the wind, and the golden feathers shone with dazzling light, and it roared for a long time, bringing ripple-like fluctuations.

For a moment, the two divine birds confronted each other in the sky, as if two huge dark clouds fell, dimming the light between heaven and earth.

The appearance of the Condor is very similar to the Golden-winged Dapeng, after all, it is born from the descendants of the Peng Bird, and there is a little golden-winged Dapeng divine power flowing in the blood.

Peng Yu is sharp and slender, containing an infinite murderous temperament, and every agitation is comparable to a sharp sword surging, which can easily cut through the void.

The carving feather is a little generous, although there is no killing power, but in comparison, it is more light and ethereal, and its tail feathers are more slender.

These two divine birds stared at each other, although the golden-winged Dapeng had a natural suppression in the bloodline, but after all, the divine eagle in front of him was transformed by Zhao Qing's divine thoughts, especially after the blessing of the essence of qi and blood, the divine eagle became even more terrifying, like a real resurrection.

The ancient art of the Peng clan has the supreme power of penetrating the heavens and the earth, otherwise it would not be able to create a great reputation in the chaotic and dark years of ancient times, and it would not be possible to make a terrifying situation of using dragons as blood food.

But after the baptism of the long years, many fierce birds of all colors have been born, among which the extraordinary race has also created a peerless art.

And the Condor Pulse is the best of them, they fight countless in the sky, and they are the real air overlords in this world.

Just like in the entire demon clan, there are many big demons, and most of them are extraordinary in combat.

Three thousand years ago, a great monk traveled the world, subdued a demon with a vast body of Buddhism, and brought it back to Bodhi Temple as a guardian beast.

But then it caused a big disaster, and there was a peerless demon in the poultry clan who couldn't bear this breath, because the subdued bird demon was a descendant of his lineage. And the talent is rare, this big demon broke through the dead barrier and went to the Bodhi Temple alone to say the Dharma.

No one knows exactly what that battle was, but according to the legends of those who were present at the time, the entire Bodhi Temple was shrouded in demonic aura on that day.

The Buddha's light chanting in the sky dyed the mountains and mountains golden, and the rivers and mountains within a radius of thousands of miles collapsed and destroyed countless in this battle.

The Bodhi Temple was almost overturned by this peerless demon who knocked on the door to explain the law. In the end, it is still necessary to move the Buddha treasure of the town temple to suppress its fierce power.

In the end, the big demon still brought back the descendants who were surrendered, maybe he was seriously injured in this battle, and he died regrettably in a few years, but there were also several great Venerables in the Bodhi Temple who sat down one after another, but the rumor was very small, and most outsiders didn't know about it.

The first vein of the fowl demon, most of its hand-to-hand magic comes from the first vein of Gu Tianpeng. However, after countless years of precipitation and creation, it is no longer possible to say which is better or worse, and can only depend on the depth of their respective comprehension and cultivation.

Zhao Qing was no match for the Golden-winged Dapeng with the body of the Seven-Star Tiger Striped Jiao, and he was killed several times and had no power to fight back, but he always believed that the result was not that the ancient combat skills of the dragon clan were invincible, but that his cultivation was not enough and he could not exert his due combat power.

Since you can't die in this space. Zhao Qing was ruthless in his heart, he had killed the golden eagle spirit bird of the Jiang family. At the same time, he also obtained its origin, and he could barely be regarded as practicing the Golden Eagle Divine Technique for a period of time.

It is with this unyielding idea that Zhao Qing manipulated the Condor to launch an attack on the Golden-winged Dapeng, everyone is a fowl demon, Zhao Qing hopes to comprehend more profound magic from the Golden-winged Dapeng, so as to completely repair this unexpected supernatural power.

His own identity is unique. In many cases, you can't reveal too many secrets, and it's naturally excellent to have more powerful treasures that can hide your identity.

The dragon clan's combat skills are good, but if they are used too much, they will inevitably make the dragon clan suspicious, but this kind of golden eagle treasure technique can be used without scruples. If it can be mixed with the supernatural power of the Golden-Winged Roc, the power will definitely be one step higher.

Seeing the golden eagle swinging thousands of rays of golden light towards itself, this peerless fierce bird was also obviously stunned, but then it was furious, thinking that this was a great insult to itself.

In front of Gu Tianpeng, how could he calm down by using this kind of magic that was born from the clan, the anger of the Golden-winged Dapeng was about to burn out the Nine Heavens, and it also rushed down angrily, eager to tear the golden eagle turned into by Zhao Qing with one claw.

"Chirp"

The golden eagle roared in the sky, and the divine flames released by the wings were surging like a tide, making it seem to be in a golden ocean, and it was even more extraordinary.

"Kill"

The golden-winged Dapeng was furious, spitting out the sound of the Dao Fa, like a terrifying killing sound, with an incomparable domineering killing machine, a mountain-sized body flew in, and two giant wings swept the heavens and the earth, bursting out with a dazzling and intense light.

The battle situation was already extremely tragic when it was first contacted, Peng Yu, Eagle Ling flew over, the sky and the earth seemed to be raining golden, and streams of blood came out from the bodies of the two huge divine birds.

The blood waves were gushing, and when they were really boiling, they saw that the two golden figures in the void almost turned into red blood, as if two swift red lightning bolts were entanglement and colliding.

The results of the first battle were quickly separated, and the golden-winged roc soared into the sky, covered in many scars, and the bright Peng feathers were stained with red blood.

But Zhao Qing vomited blood and fell into the rocky mountain stream, his whole body was full of terrible huge wounds, and the white bones were clearly visible, and a pair of giant wings of the golden eagle were almost torn off, and even the head was pecked.

However, fortunately, the massive heaven and earth aura began to wash frantically again, quickly repairing the injuries of the two.

The sound of the Great Dao Lun rumbled, like thunder piercing the sky, and the two healing divine birds turned into two rounds of golden little suns, shining incomparably brightly, and the shining void was transparent and transparent.

"Come again!"

After Zhao Qing's injuries healed, he was extremely strong and slaughtered again, and the golden eagle rose to the sky, turning into a golden thunder to destroy the world, swallowing mountains and rivers, and the absolute domineering posture of the only one.

In such a strange cycle, Zhao Qing gradually began to integrate into this atmosphere, and every failure turned into a steady stream of motivation in his heart, and he was not discouraged by countless failures.

Instead, he took the peerless fierce bird of the Golden-winged Dapeng as a mentor, and perfected his combat skills in the hands again and again, although each time it ended in failure, but Zhao Qing's disadvantage was reduced on a little weak basis.

Every time he heals from his injuries, it is his rebirth, and it can also push his fighting methods to a higher level.

It's scared to death. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most luxurious and extravagant exercise, after all, who in heaven and earth can use the terrifying and terrifying fierce bird of the Golden-winged Dapeng as a trial product.

Although the end of each failure is very miserable, and the pain caused by the tearing of flesh and blood is also extremely real, and others have long been unable to hold on, but Zhao Qing is still impacting again and again.

It is not only the destruction of the body, but also the tempering of the mind and mind. It is completely impossible for a person with a weak mind to persevere, and he has long been driven crazy.

Of course, the progress made at such a painful price was enough to make Zhao Qing feel happy, and after countless failures, he felt that he was more condensed and perfect in his moves.

Each blow fits perfectly into the rules of the avenue and exerts the power of palpitations.

The incomplete Golden Eagle Divine Technique was constantly being perfected by Zhao Qing, and it was constantly imitating the offensive techniques of the Golden Winged Dapeng, and in the end, many times, even Zhao Qing himself couldn't describe who the magic he was using belonged to. Like Peng, like Peng, like an eagle is not an eagle.

It is completely according to what he wants, or soaring into the sky to fight back, or spreading his wings to volley in the air, which seems to be casual and chic, but the pressure on the golden-winged Dapeng is getting bigger and bigger.

Gradually, the golden-winged roc was surprised to find that the golden eagle in front of him didn't know when it started, and it had gotten rid of the point where it was pressed and beaten by itself before. Unconsciously I can be equal to myself, and sometimes. The magic it casts is even more strange and difficult to prevent.

Obviously, it can be seen that there is also the trajectory of the Bird Clan's divine art, but the technique is sharp and crisp, and with a slight movement, there are thousands of avenue rules accompanying it, which is extremely powerful.

Compared to being able to easily defeat Zhao Qing before, it is not impossible for the Golden Winged Dapeng to defeat Zhao Qing again now. Rather, it is increasingly costly and time-consuming.

There were even some costs that even it felt heavy, such as if it tore one of Zhao Qing's wings, then it would also have to pay a huge fatal wound in its abdomen.

More often than not, if the two sides are directly and bloodily fighting each other, it will not have any too much upper hand. Every time he defeated Zhao Qing, the injuries he fell became more and more serious, and the other party became more and more calm.

And Zhao Qing was just like the feeling of the Golden-winged Dapeng, more often he was immersed in his feelings, and the severe pain in his body seemed to be unfelt, and the golden eagle attack he turned into became more and more ferocious.

This change between advantages and disadvantages has been experienced for too long, and several times the sun and the moon have set, as if it is as long as months, during which both sides are constantly fighting, and they have long forgotten the fatigue and pain.

Zhao Qing became more and more calm, and the faint flame in his heart was constantly growing and bright, which was the origin of the magic that fused the Golden Eagle and Tianpeng.

It originated from the technique of the golden eagle, and was born from the Tianpeng magic method, and it is a fusion of Zhao Qing's own combat perception, which can be said to be a new magical power, it does not belong to the golden eagle lineage, nor does it belong to the golden-winged Dapeng family, it is completely the road created by Zhao Qing himself.

However, after a long period of torture and tempering, this path has become more and more perfect and brilliant, like a rough gem, which is being polished and polished, and will inevitably bloom with its own supreme brilliance. The waterfall-like essence was washing away Zhao Qing's injured body, and the terrible injury gradually healed, and the divine light that gathered together turned into a little essence, blooming in Zhao Qing's pores.

Under this countless times of flesh and blood fragmentation and reorganization, Zhao Qing could obviously feel that the strength of his flesh had also improved, and it seemed to be even more terrifying, and with a light fist, he could hear the crackling sound in the air.

It is the feeling of oppression generated by the circulation of powerful qi and blood in the body, and every meridian and bone seems to be newly shaped, more tenacious and strong.

Now Zhao Qing felt that the qi and blood in his body were rumbling, and there was a huge power like a dragon dormant all over his body, even if there was a big mountain in front of him, he was confident that he would blow it up with one punch.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Zhao Qing roared up to the sky, and the sun-like brilliance rushed up in his open eyes, which suddenly brightened the heavens and the earth.

The essence of the ten directions was rolling in, and Zhao Qing's body seemed to have turned into a dark and deep bottomless pit, which was frantically swallowing these majestic essence oceans.

The essence of heaven and earth roared like a giant beast, and after a while, it was like a tsunami in the sky, and every inch of bone and blood on Zhao Qing's body was crystal clear, like the most magnificent gem was born.

At the same time, a little fire in his heart suddenly exploded. Turning into a mighty golden eagle slammed into the sky, leaving countless indelible marks in his mind, and in the end, these terrible marks turned into golden eagles of different shapes and hibernated in the qi and blood around Zhao Qing's body.

If anyone sees this scene, they will be shocked beyond measure, because the form of these golden eagles has been transcended. It has the fierce and domineering spirit of the golden-winged roc, and also has the ethereal and elegant spirit of the Condor, each mark is a brilliant rune, it is deeply dormant in the qi and blood, casually moved, these runes have been revived, and the momentum that erupts is enough to break through the sky.

"It's done!"

Zhao Qing's face was faintly filled with great joy, he felt relieved and satisfied, after such a tragic countless fights. He finally fused the Tianpeng Divine Technique and the Condor Divine Technique.

This is an unprecedented divine technique, and it will inevitably shock all directions, because Zhao Qingcai is only a minor cultivator of the Divine Realm, and this divine technique created by him can already compete with Tianpeng's Fighting Divine Method, if the power is not under the many divine powers of Haoyun Immortal Sect.

Of course, Zhao Qing also knew that the birth of this treasure art was naturally due to the imprint left by the golden-winged Dapeng in front of him, as well as the mysterious space located in Jiaojiao.

Both are indispensable. If there is no accumulation in fighting with the golden-winged Dapeng again and again, this technique cannot be successful. But if there was no mysterious power that had been revived and healed again and again in this heaven and earth, I am afraid that Zhao Qing would not have survived the attack of the Golden-winged Dapeng.

Being able to get such a peerless treasure technique, Zhao Qing was naturally very happy in his heart, in addition to the great opportunity, there was also a trace of his own credit, which was pulled back from the brink of death countless times. That kind of inhuman torture is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Dead bird, what do I see you doing now?"

Zhao Qing glared at the golden-winged Dapeng, with a hint of hideousness in his eyes, as if he had seen a long-lost prey.

Although the Golden-Winged Dapeng also contributed to Zhao Qing's treasure technique, this did not become a reason for Zhao Qing to thank it. On the contrary, Zhao Qing hated it to death, because Zhao Qing didn't dare to think about the previous pain, and he would go crazy when he thought about it, saying that it would be nothing more than the next punishment in the eighteenth layer of hell.

Almost every inch of flesh and blood on Zhao Qing's body has been torn apart by the giant beak and claws of this golden-winged roc, who can bear the pain of breaking his body and bones, and the culprit of all this is this dead bird, how can Zhao Qing not hate.

"Boom"

Heaven and earth shook, the void was cracked into countless cracks, Zhao Qing finally made a move, this was the first time he chose to take the initiative to attack, its unfolded divine power was overwhelming, and the instant wave of wild waves submerged the entire heaven and earth.

The stormy demon clouds were raging, and in the center of the wind and waves, a little golden light broke through the clouds and mist, and it was a fierce bird with a body comparable to the giant mountain of the Divine Mountain.

Each golden divine feather was like pure gold, and a pair of eyes were pitch black and bright, like an abyssal demon well spewing fierce flames, and the pair of sharp giant claws fell into the clouds, stirring up boundless wind and waves.

The demonic energy in the void is surging, violently colliding together, there is a reversal of yin and yang, and the appearance of chaos is born.

The divine light of the sun and the moon lost its due color under the light of this fierce bird, and it turned into a ray of immortal glow that opened the world, breaking through all the obstacles in this world, and rolling in with immeasurable murderous aura.

The Golden-winged Dapeng was stunned, once upon a time, it was one of the supreme air overlords in this heaven and earth, and only its courage was worthy of the supreme domineering spirit of spreading its wings and tearing the sky through the sky.

But in the face of this fierce bird that broke through the sky, fear rose in its heart, and its arrogance was lost, and the fierce murderous aura made it tremble.

An unwilling clear sound soared up, and the golden-winged Dapeng spread its huge wings, and turned around and walked away unexpectedly, as fast as light, and disappeared at the end of the world in the blink of an eye.

Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars to 90,000 miles!

The speed of this Tianpeng clan is not in vain, it is known as the head of the Three Realms of Ten Thousand Spirits, and the extreme power of this clan can even exert its speed beyond the limit of time and space, which is quite terrifying.

However, this time it was obviously different, and no one thought that the speed of the Golden Winged Roc would be used for running.

"I still want to run, dead bird!" Zhao Qing was extremely fierce shout, he flapped his wings, and instantly turned into a streamer and quickly chased down, the mountains and rivers became a blur behind him, and when the wind and thunder came, he tore open the void and disappeared in an instant.

And this scene directly changed the faces of several elders of the Jiao clan in the outside world in shock.

"Puff"

Several people squirted out the tea in their mouths, looking at each other one by one, all of them were shocked beyond measure, and the sound ......of gasping for cool air on the scene came and went, for a long time!