The Golden Winged Red Tiger Clan, a bloodline race of more than 9,800 in the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List.

But at this time, the true strength of the golden-winged red tiger in front of Zhao Feng was a fight with the heaven-shaking golden ape with the domineering King Kong clan.

You must know that the bloodline of the Tyrant King Kong Clan is ranked four hundred and twenty-one.

Obviously, the ranking gap between the two bloodlines is so big, but this Golden-winged Red Tiger gives Zhao Feng the feeling that it is even more powerful and domineering, showing the aura of a fierce beast.

"It should be the relationship between the body and the bloodline!"

Zhao Feng's eyes froze.

In the Dream Realm of the Ancient World, the flesh and blood of ordinary creatures have extraordinary benefits for the strong below the king.

In terms of bloodline, the people or demon beasts in the continent all absorb or awaken bloodline factors to obtain primeval bloodlines with very weak bloodline concentrations.

But the Golden-Winged Red Tiger in front of him may have a complete Golden-Winged Red Tiger bloodline flowing in his body, and this kind of primeval creature cannot exist in the continental domain.

"I wonder what about the flesh of this Golden-winged Red Tiger?"

Zhao Feng thought of the beginning, when he killed the first creature in the Dream Realm Taigu, a spotted snake.

At that time, the ordinary spotted snake flesh and blood caused the little thief cat and Xiao Kunyun to compete.

What about the primeval bloodline race in front of you?

A trace of excitement flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.

Howl!

The golden-winged red tiger drew a red gold afterimage in the sky, and quickly swept towards Zhao Feng.

Buzz!

Zhao Feng ran the Holy Thunder Body with all his might, and no longer showed mercy to his subordinates.

"Holy Thunder Palm!"

Zhao Feng slapped his hand casually, and shot out a human-sized red gold palm shadow.

Boom!

The Golden Winged Red Tiger was once again repelled by Zhao Feng's palm.

Howl!

The Golden-Winged Red Tiger's eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy, but then turned into a fierce force.

Airplanes!

The Golden Winged Red Tiger's whole body suddenly flashed with a burst of golden brilliance, as if at this moment, all his strength had been sublimated.

"What a strong bloodline!"

Zhao Feng couldn't help but marvel.

The powerhouses or demon beasts with primeval bloodlines in the continent can only increase their combat power by activating the power of the bloodline.

The golden-winged red tiger in front of him, the primeval race ranked more than nine thousand, and the power of the bloodline that erupted made his combat power nearly triple.

Even if it was Zhao Feng, if he urged the Perfect Blood Demon Yang bloodline, it would only increase his combat power by four to five at most.

But the more this Golden-winged Red Tiger surprised Zhao Feng, the more Zhao Feng was interested in it and wanted to taste it.

Call!

A bright red and burning glass flame light, like a blood-colored red glow, lingered around Zhao Feng's body.

Zhao Feng urged the Blood Demon Yang bloodline and collided with the Golden Winged Red Tiger.

Boom!

The Golden Winged Red Tiger's body was partially ignited by Zhao Feng's Yang Yan, and similarly, after the Golden Winged Red Tiger activated the power of the bloodline, its claws left a scratch on Zhao Feng's holy thunder body.

"Soul Confusion!"

A powerful spiritual pupil power emerged in Zhao Feng's left eye.

Suddenly, the Golden Winged Red Tiger's soul began to be chaotic, and his control of his body was also chaotic.

"Phantom Impact!"

Zhao Feng once again cast a hallucinatory pupil technique.

In the private collection of the Star Demon Holy Lord of the Ji Family, I read a large number of books such as souls, illusions, and pupils.

Some slightly easier soul pupil techniques, Zhao Feng can be said to be at his fingertips.

"Wind and thunder!"

In Zhao Feng's left pupil, an astonishing pupil power flame sprout appeared, and the amethyst luster flowed, flashing a trace of dark thunder tribulation.

PoofBoom –

A completely transparent dark thunder fire, with the aura of destroying the thunder tribulation, bombarded the head of the Golden-winged Red Tiger.

At the same time, Zhao Feng immediately rushed forward, running the strength of the True Yuan, and smashed it violently.

Oh!

This time, the Golden-Winged Red Tiger let out a bitter wail, and his face was distorted in pain.

Howl howl!

Suddenly, in the depths of the forest, there were several heart-moving angry howls, and terrifying roars were like a golden sound wave, rushing towards Zhao Feng.

"It's not good, the Golden-Winged Red Tiger is an ancient race, so there should be other Golden-Winged Red Tigers here!"

Zhao Feng's heart was shocked.

Boom!

Zhao Feng immediately used his full strength to use the Heaven Breaking Saint Thunder Palm, and cooperated with the Wind Thunder Pupil Fire to destroy the Golden Winged Red Tiger in front of him.

Call!

Zhao Feng grabbed the Golden Winged Red Tiger with one hand and disappeared in place.

At this time, the two golden-winged red tigers, which were even larger, descended nearby, but they didn't find anything, and after the two golden-winged red tigers exchanged for a while, they let out an angry roar.

Inside the Void.

Meow meow!

When Zhao Feng appeared, the little thief cat immediately rushed over, a pair of black jewel-like eyes flashed with thief light, and a sharp knife immediately appeared in its hand, and the corners of its mouth drooled.

"Wait!"

Zhao Feng immediately stopped the little thief cat.

In the Void Realm, a transparent glass bottle floated into Zhao Feng's hand.

Zhao Feng found a wound on the Golden-winged Red Tiger and filled the blood of the Golden-Winged Red Tiger with a glass bottle.

After the glass bottle was filled with red gold blood, Zhao Feng stopped.

"It's up to you to cook, don't steal it!"

Zhao Feng stared at the little thief cat and said.

When he was fighting with this Golden-winged Red Tiger just now, Zhao Feng's Wind Thunder Pupil Fire did not have much of a burning effect on the flesh and blood of the Golden-Winged Red Tiger, which shows that the flesh and blood of the Golden-Winged Red Tiger are difficult to cook.

Meow meow!

The little thief cat waved the sharp knife in his hand and gestured.

The little thief cat built yì, cut the flesh of this creature and roasted it slowly.

"Okay, that's it!"

Zhao Feng agreed to come down.

Immediately, the golden-winged red tiger was handed over to the little thief cat to cook it himself.

Zhao Feng came to another part of the Void Realm, his eyes staring at the blood of the Golden Winged Red Tiger in his hand.

The power of this bloodline is very strong, exuding the quaint atmosphere of the origin of the wilderness.

Zhao Feng took out a few drops, smeared them on his body, and then turned on the holy thunder body.

"It works!"

Zhao Feng found that his body absorbed the power of this blood vein very quickly, nourishing Zhao Feng's body, blood, and even internal organs, but the effect was not weak.

Zhao Feng directly took out a percent of the Golden Winged Red Tiger bloodline and smeared it on his body.

This time, Zhao Feng did not operate the Holy Thunder Body, but activated the Blood Demon Yang bloodline.

Whoop!

The bloodline of the Golden Winged Red Tiger slowly seeped into Zhao Feng's Blood Demon Yang bloodline.

Boom!

Suddenly, the red blood and scorching sun burning all over Zhao Feng's body suddenly increased a little hotter.

"It seems to be able to promote and condense the bloodline!"

Zhao Feng was delighted.

A few hours later.

The little thief cat came to Zhao Feng with a tender piece of meat fragrant and fragrant.

Zhao Feng immediately took off a piece and ate it to feel it slowly.

"The effect is more than four times that of the Dream Fruit, and it contains a very powerful flesh and blood essence. ”

Zhao Feng's expression was slightly stunned, urging the true yuan to absorb the energy in it.

Zhao Feng had absorbed too much primeval breath, and the essence blood treasures he had taken were also countless, so the effect of this tiger meat was greatly reduced.

In addition, Zhao Feng estimated that the vast majority of the effect of this piece of tiger meat still came from the power of the bloodline on the Golden Winged Red Tiger.

"Although the effect is discounted, it is many times better than the treasures I exchanged for in the Lanzhou War Palace!"

Zhao Feng knows how to be sufficient.

Hunting this Golden-winged Red Tiger has already taken a certain risk, and if he hunts it again next time, it may be even more difficult.

Also, the powerful combat power of the Golden Winged Red Tiger made Zhao Feng also have the idea of enslaving him, but he was immediately dispelled.

If it is an enslaved Golden-Winged Red Tiger, due to unexpected circumstances, the Soul Heart Seal disappears, such as the situation of the demigod Kunyun.

Once this Golden-winged Red Tiger was obtained by other beast tamers, then the secret of Zhao Feng's dream realm was exposed.

Therefore, the demon birds, black eagles, and giant pythons that Zhao Feng once enslaved, Zhao Feng never let them come out to fight.

On the other side, the little thief cat took advantage of Zhao Feng's inattention to devour almost all the remaining meat, then hid to the side, patted his stomach and fell asleep.

A month later.

Zhao Feng's "Five Elements Wind and Thunder Technique" was cultivated to the peak of the eighth layer of flame wind and thunder under the accumulation of a large number of precious medicinal materials.

The flesh and blood of the Golden Winged Red Tiger was eaten by Zhao Feng and the little thief cat, and the strength of both of them has been greatly improved.

On this day, Zhao Feng noticed the strangeness of the outside world and left the Void Realm.

"The Nine Shadows Palace is finally here!"

Zhao Feng felt the suppressed demonic aura of heaven and earth.

"The Holy Lord of the Nine Shadows Palace is here, but this is the branch of the Sea Smoke Pavilion, please restrain your breath!"

Zhao Feng's words sounded in the silent palace.

Suddenly, a figure appeared directly in Zhao Feng's palace.

Zhao Feng felt a terrifying demonic aura suppressing, and his body suddenly stimulated a powerful qi and blood power, and his body was immovable.

These days, after absorbing the essence and blood of the Golden Winged Red Tiger, Zhao Feng's physical foundation has been greatly enhanced.

"Zhao Feng, you are so bold, you dare to threaten my sect affiliated to the Nine Shadows Palace!"

The deep voice of the Demon Abyss Holy Lord came out.

"Elder Taishang of the Dark Heaven Gate personally admitted his mistake and compensated the Sea Smoke Pavilion, this is a matter of course!"

Zhao Feng's eyes froze, he heard what King Nanfeng and Bi Qingyue said.

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord was the high-level of the Nine Shadows Palace who intercepted the members of the Sea Smoke Pavilion that day.

At that time, if it weren't for the Whitebeard Sword Saint of the Heavenly Hanging Palace, the forces behind Zhao Feng would have been destroyed by the Nine Shadows Palace long ago.

"Zhao Feng, Hugh has to quibble, if it weren't for you threatening the Dark Ghost Holy Lord, how would he admit this trumped-up charge!"

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord glared at Zhao Feng, and the invisible spiritual coercion dispersed.

But Zhao Feng in front of him did not change his expression at all.

"This junior!"

The Demon Yuan Holy Lord was slightly shocked in his heart, in just a few years, Zhao Feng's strength had increased a lot.

Whether it is on the material level or the spiritual level, Zhao Feng can ignore his invisible oppression and be calm.

"Hehe, this is not a trumped-up charge, I have in my hands the absolute evidence of his framing of my Haiyan Pavilion!"

The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth hooked a smile, and he looked confident.

"Evidence of the crime!"

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord looked slightly stunned.

The incident of the Dark Sky Gate's slander of the Sea Smoke Pavilion has all been eliminated.

And Zhao Feng rushed back from the battlefield, how could there be evidence of guilt!

"It's nonsense, Zhao Feng, don't think about distorting the facts!"

The Demon Abyss Holy Lord suddenly shouted angrily, and the invisible demonic aura suddenly dispersed, and the heavens and the earth were dim.

Rao is Zhao Feng's powerful physique, and he can't bear this will aura like heavenly might.

Shout!

In the Void Realm, the Black Armor Holy Lord sent out a cold glow, which projected from Zhao Feng's armguard, forming a curtain of light in the air.

On the light curtain, there are many pictures of quasi-saint lords and saint lord-level figures.

"I'll take care of this matter, just grab a few members of the Sea Smoke Pavilion and slander them after killing them!"

In the picture, the voice of the Dark Ghost Holy Lord of the Dark Heaven Gate came out.

Zhao Feng smiled and looked at the Demon Abyss Holy Lord's wonderful expression.

The scene in this light curtain is the memory image of the Black Armor Holy Lord.