The three tail feathers of the gale smashed down, and Feng Qingwu's face suddenly turned pale.

Don't be stunned for a moment, twist your body and flee to the side. With a dodge, Beg escaped more than ten miles away, barely avoiding the direct impact of the tail feathers of the gale. The tail feathers wrapped in the black and green sè wind seemed to fall lightly to the ground, enveloping the wind and green dance and the hundreds of knights around him. Beqi suddenly felt that his body was light, and dozens of whirlwinds erupted from under his feet, rolling him around and flying towards the sky.

The power of this wind is terrifying, and the strength of the wind contains a regular force that points to the origin of the wind. Bebeg's body rotated rapidly with the wind, and a wind force was constantly invading his body, trying to assimilate his body into a wisp of wind and a wisp of qi.

Turning his head with difficulty, he looked at Feng Qingwu's group, and a fist-sized pale gold beast bone skeleton with two horns on the top of Feng Qingwu's head was standing in the air, and seven golden rays of light erupted from the seven orifices, blocking the invasion of the surrounding wind, and firmly protecting Feng Qingwu in a small space with a diameter of less than one zhang. The nearly 1,000 knights brought by Feng Qingwu did not have such a good treasure to protect themselves, their bodies flew into the air as light as Beggar, and these people were invaded by the wind three or two times, and turned into a wisp of wind in the blink of an eye.

The bodies of nearly a thousand people disintegrated in the air, and all the substances in their bodies turned into wind and gas, and with the tail feathers struck by the strong wind, they shook slightly, and sprayed indiscriminately in all directions. Their bodies, their armor and robes, and their weapons and ornaments, everything was swept away by the wind, turning into an invisible whirlwind in the sky.

What an astonishing power! Bebe's eyes lit up, and a thick demonic qi erupted all around his body, turning into a wall of black qi to protect himself firmly. The blue and black wind around him blew silently, silently but firmly invading the purgatory demon gang that Beg spewed. It's just that the demonic energy contains a more domineering corrosive devouring power than the wind strength, and the wind energy is gradually dissolved, and the demonic energy is gradually struggling after swallowing the wind energy.

Beg flew up into the air with the strong wind and flew straight towards the gale.

Feng Qingwu, who was wrapped in the wind, raised her head with difficulty, and she saw that Beqi was able to stay in the blow of the gale, and had not been killed by the gale, she couldn't help but shout with joy: "Wu Na Po Dao man, quickly capture this gale, this general will be rewarded! Gold, silver, jewelry, beautiful women, as long as you want, there is no general Ben can't give!"

Don't beg to ignore Feng Qingwu, this woman's self-feeling is too good, and the arrogance and arrogance that go deep into her bones are really disgusting. He pulled out the greedy wolf sword, lightly swept past Gale's mouth, and then slashed out with a sword, cutting off the dozens of iron chains hooked in Gale's mouth in one fell swoop. Beg kicked Gale in the mouth, and the relay flew backwards quickly.

Don't look up to the sky and laugh and say, "Go, go, don't stay on the ground!" A divine beast like you should soar above the nine heavens, what are you doing with this mouth? Go back and let your old man beat your ass hard! Hahaha, run away!"

The chain shattered, and Gale swallowed happily a few times, swallowing the iron hook in his mouth along with a piece of iron chain into his stomach. A little blood splashed out of the corner of his mouth, and Gale's mouth and throat were all broken by iron hooks, but now the iron hooks were swallowed, the wounds were exposed, and the blood naturally came out. The gale glanced at Bei Qi deeply, looked up to the sky and roared, and then his wings suddenly flapped, and he heard a gust of wind between heaven and earth, and a dragon whirlwind full of black sè within a radius of thousands of miles was born on the ground, dripping straight into the sky.

With a clear sound, the wind rose into the sky with the help of this huge wind, and the huge body was like a lightning light, instantly shattering a heavy layer of clouds, and easily disappeared into the sky.

Don't beg to take advantage of the wind to fly lightly in the air, and you must ride the sword light away. He laughed wildly at Feng Qingwu, who was struggling in the storm, "Woman, don't think that everyone in the world must act according to your will!

There was a black sè magic light spewing out around his body, and Beg was about to use the 'Heavenly Magic Escape Method' in the Purgatory Demon Sutra to escape, when a dull drum suddenly came from all around. There was a drum tremor, the mountains and rivers shook, and the black tornado raging around suddenly dissipated; two drums, the earth trembled, and the surrounding mountains suddenly trembled, and countless mountains and rocks slipped from the top of the mountain; three drums shook, and the hearts of the people shook, and Bebeg's heart twitched heavily, and the blood all over his body suddenly went to the top of his head, and a large amount of blood gathered on his face, making his face red, and the capillaries on his face exploded one after another, revealing a large area of blood spots.

At the sound of the three drums, a total of three hundred and sixty pieces of giant bone talismans long and eight zhang wide, made of white sè's unknown bone armor pieced together, rose from all directions, and the dazzling gray sè spiritual light covered the void, and the air around Beqi's body suddenly froze, and all teleportation spells were broken. The Heavenly Illusory Demon Escape Method that Beqi had just cast was suddenly broken, and the purgatory demon gang condensed in his body was chaotic, and the agitated demon gang exploded in his body, exploding Beqi's meridians with a sharp pain.

Underneath each bone talisman, an old man dressed in black sackcloth, barefoot, with a linen belt tied around his waist, and a high crown of jade on his head, sat cross-legged in the air. Sen Sen's aura poured out from their bodies, and their bodies were covered with a layer of thumb-thick white light, and the dazzling white light flowed endlessly, like a layer of glass that emitted strong light covered their bodies, giving people the strange illusion that they had been separated from this world and were no longer bound by certain rules of this world.

These old men were all with pale hair, deep-set eyes, and a green light shining in them. Seven hundred and twenty eyes separated the distance of dozens of miles to more than a hundred miles, staring at Beqi deadly, a huge pressure like substance condensed on Beqi's body, as if amber sealed the poor little worm, Beqi only felt that the air around him became viscous and dense, and it was difficult for a little finger to move.

The wind with the three tail feathers of the gale dissipated, and Feng Qingwu, who was suppressed by the gale and couldn't move, stood up with a blue face and bowed respectfully to the north. The people of Lombard, who were yelling and dragging the chains, also knelt down one after another, respectfully touching the ground with their foreheads.

'Ding Ding Ding' nine jade sounds sounded, followed by a dull bronze bell, a black cloud from the north seemed to be slow and light floating, on the black cloud is a body length of about eight miles of heavenly dragon, a black dragon cultivated to about twenty-eight rank heavenly immortals. Between the two dragon horns on the top of the black dragon's head, there is a thick and simple square hall built with black sè boulders. At the entrance of the main hall stood eighteen black sè stone pillars, the top of the stone pillars was concave, full of fire oil, and the miserable green sè flames hurt up several zhang high, illuminating the black dragon's whole body green.

When the black dragon was still two or three miles away from Beqi, he stopped the clouds, and he fell heavily to the ground, and the four dragon claws held a big mountain tightly, and his body was coiled on the top of the mountain. His head was raised high, and in the palace above his head, a young man wearing a gold robe, embroidered with purple and silver silk threads, and a unicorn pattern, did not wear armor, but wore a wolf-headed battle helmet.

Feng Qingwu's body trembled slightly, and she raised her head with a flattering smile. At that moment, Don Beg even thought that what appeared in front of him was an illusion, and he met twice, and both times he was such a proud, cold, and invincible Fengqing dance, how could he have such a flattering smile?

At this moment, Feng Qingwu changed from a majestic general to a pug with a wagging tail and begging for the mercy of his master.

"Childe, why are you here in person?" Feng Qingwu's voice became sweet, as if there was a piece of royal jelly in her throat and eyes, and the sweetness made Beg feel goosebumps all over her body, the flattery, flattery, and servile charm in her voice was really ten out of ten, Beg felt that she was just short of a tail, as long as she had a tail, she would definitely work hard to shake her tail like a fan.

The golden-robed young man standing on the dragon's head glanced coldly at the Longbo people who were kneeling on the ground, and his eyes stared fiercely at the broken iron chain. A cold sneer squeezed out of the young man's mouth, and he asked coldly, "What about the gale?"

The bodies of those Longbo people trembled, and none of them dared to raise their heads.

Feng Qingwu trembled and pressed her forehead hard against the ground, and she stammered: "Already, it's almost done." However, this hairy Taoist stirred up the situation, he cut the iron chain and let the gale escape. ”

The young man turned his head slightly and looked at Beg with cold eyes. He looked Bei Qi up and down for a while, and suddenly sneered: "Feng Qingwu, do you want to shirk your responsibility? Just a primordial infant peak, he can split the 'dragon fishing hook' that is cast with ten kinds of evil gold and quenched with dragon blood? Such a small Taoist can have an immortal weapon? Can he control an immortal weapon? Huh? Are you a fool of me?"

Feng Qingwu's body trembled violently, and Beg heard the sound of bone joints hitting her body. Feng Qingwu hissed and shouted: "Gongzi Mingjian, this hairy Taoist, although he is at the peak of the Yuanying realm, he can actually teleport! He, his strength is enough to compare with the Heavenly Immortals!"

The black dragon's eyes lit up slightly, and he glanced at Beqi, the corners of his huge mouth slightly hooked, revealing a strange smile.

Bei Qi glanced at the black dragon, and this big guy saw that Bei Qi had cultivated the Dragon Transformation Sutra. Any creature with dragon bloodline and who has cultivated the Dragon Transformation Sutra will exude an aura that only pure dragons can perceive. Beg didn't deliberately restrain this breath, so this black dragon discovered the secret of Beggar's body.

But it was clear that the black dragon did not remind the child. He opened his mouth, yawned, and simply closed his eyes.

The boy looked Bei Qi up and down for a while, and sneered: "Casting a teleportation spell in the Yuanying realm? This kind of thing can also happen...... Dare to ask this fellow Daoist, who are you learning from, which Taiyi Golden Immortal is it?"

Don't be silent. He quickly digested and analyzed some of the information in the young man's words - those disciples of the Taiyi Golden Immortal can also use the cultivation of the peak of the Yuan Infant to exert teleportation supernatural powers? In this way, it seems that those disciples of the Taiyi Golden Immortal have cultivated supernatural powers that are much stronger than ordinary monks, and it is no wonder that after all, they are the disciples of the Taiyi Golden Immortal!

After pondering for a moment, Beg was about to consider making up a history for himself, when the young man suddenly tilted his head slightly, his lips moved slightly, and he vaguely said the word 'take'.

There was a soft sound, and among the nearly 100 golden-armored men standing on the back of the black dragon, a strong man holding a tiger tooth spear flashed in front of Beqi, and his spear spun and stabbed straight at the root of Beqi's thigh.

The tiger tooth spear is one foot and six feet long, the bowl mouth is thick, and the tiger tooth-shaped spear head is three feet and six inches long. This shot brought a violent wind, like a tiger roaring, and a large piece of golden light stabbed straight over. The tip of the spear was still seven or eight zhang away from Beqi, and the gun's intent shook Bebeg's robe to pieces, revealing a large piece of flesh and skin.