As soon as the Jinpeng came out, it swept the heavens and the earth, and the remaining Qin Pi screamed again and again, no longer in love, and rushed to the sky, rushed into the clouds, and disappeared in the sky.

Stepping on the dead Qin Pi Morin, he looked shocked: "Jinpeng, it turned out to be a golden-winged Dapeng!" That was the breath that belonged to the Golden-winged Dapeng, and Mo Lin was so familiar with it.

On the dragon boat warship, in the forbidden place of the cabin, Situ Qi's figure appeared.

"Lord Situ Realm. ”

Situ Qi pressed his hand lightly, signaling that everyone didn't need to say hello, and looked at the golden-winged Dapeng and thought in his heart: "Is the only golden-winged Dapeng of the younger generation of the Dapeng clan? ”

As soon as Peng Tian came out, Situ Qi understood what he was thinking: "Mo Lin...... A fateful battle?"

Situ Qi's idea is not unreasonable, one is the leader of the younger generation of the Dapeng clan, and the other is the person chosen by the ancient golden-winged Dapeng king, if these two are opposed, who will win?

"Morin!" it was Jin Peng's shout: "You dare to fight!"

Behind Mo Lin, thirty Shura were lined up neatly, they were led by Mo Lin, and they were scattered one by one, if Peng Tian dared to come out, he would face the crazy attack of these thirty Shura!

No matter how strong and proud he is, he doesn't dare to attack lightly when he sees such a formation.

"Don't you have the courage to fight in the First World War?"

It was laughter, laughter, the laughter of the invincible world's strongest, and it was also the laughter of the contemptible, contemptuous shì Morin was timid and did not dare to fight.

"Fighting?" Morin smiled bitterly in his heart, if he responded, he would definitely lose.

Pengtian's strength is comparable to Shura, it is his strength alone, and he runs easily and comfortably, but he bears the impact of that powerful force, and this Shura blood array will become weak with the passage of time.

If there is a war, it is unfair, it is very unfair, one will be eliminated and the other will be broken, when the Shura Great Array is dispersed, he Morin will definitely die!

"Joke! Did you make a fucking mistake?" said the wasteland angrily, "You are much stronger than my Morin brothers? Who the fuck is sick?

For the wasteland, you are a golden-winged roc, even if you come to the golden-winged roc king and want to bully his brother, you have to step on his corpse, otherwise, even if you can't fight, he will fight on top of this mouth!

The shouting of the wasteland and the disrespect of the wasteland caused the dissatisfaction of countless demon clans in the demon cloud!

The demon cloud rose violently, surging between the heavens and the earth, as long as Peng Tian gave the order, they would surge out, even if they were desperate, they would tear that stinky mouth!

Peng Tian frowned, although he didn't like the words of the wasteland, he really couldn't refute it.

The gap between the two is indeed too big, although he is only a Jin Dan cultivator, his strength is comparable to that of Yuan Ying, and his physical body is extremely powerful, but what about Mo Lin......? If Mo Lin broke through the golden pill, he would be able to refute it, but it backfired.

He was so proud, so proud, he almost didn't think about what the wasteland said, and said angrily: "I will lower the monk to the peak of the foundation!

Peng Tian was proud, ignoring a qiē, his answer was not easy to refute even in the wasteland, he was about to use some filthy words to scold back but was stopped by Mo Lin.

"I accept. ”

Maureen accepted it calmly,

"No!"

Xuan Ming, Xuan Xing, immediately stepped forward to stop it.

They have heard of this Pengtian name, the only golden-winged Dapeng of the younger generation of the Dapeng clan, and the word "Golden-winged Dapeng" alone proves his invincible momentum as a strong man!

"Brother Morin, you can't be reckless!"

The wasteland grabbed Mo Lin, shook his head and said, "That bird is not simple!"

Mo Lin shook his head and said, "If you can't retreat, he's just here to hit the morale of my Tianhua Realm! If I retreat, the morale that has been aroused so hard will be gone! If you can't retreat, you can't retreat." ”

"And you don't have faith in me so much, just cheer me on if you're a good brother!"

Mo Lin shouted: "First Great Array Monk, disperse!"

Morin ordered the monks of the first great array but hesitated, but only for a moment, and they did not refute Morin's orders, and dispersed one by one.

"Come on!"

"Come on, Formation Master!"

"Defeat that birdman! Formation Master, you are the best!"

It was a shout of cheering, they obeyed Morin's orders, and they cheered for Morin in their hearts! At the same time, their eyes flashed with murderous intent, staring at the golden-winged roc, and the murderous intent in their hearts was great.

The strong do have the power to suppress the weak, some people are afraid, some people are not afraid, and they would rather die than give in, but the monks of this first great array belong to the kind of people who are not afraid, and the murderous intent in that eye made Peng Tiandu stunned for a moment.

He was indeed stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and after a moment it was anger! What kind of eyes were those eyes of the ants? Rebel against the sky? He was angry in his heart, he wanted to make these monks afraid again, only they were afraid to prove their strength!

Merlin walked out, and he swallowed an elixir to replenish the consumption of the Qin Pi he had just killed.

Peng Tian walked out, holding the Jinpeng spear, his expression was cold, he waited, waiting for Mo Lin to recover to his best condition.

Otherwise, if you don't win it yourself, those despicable human monks will probably say that I am invincible and will not admit it, Peng Tian thought in his heart.

He was going to wait for Morin to fully recover and defeat him in his strongest state, so that these foolish monks would have nothing to say, surrender to their great power, and tremble!

"This Pengtian is too impulsive. Peng Qin was quite eloquent, but in fact, he didn't want to say impulsively, but he didn't like this nephew not listening to his orders at all.

"He is the proud Golden-winged Dapeng, in his heart, in addition to his father, only the Golden-winged Dapeng King Tianya can make him worship, isn't he also a golden-winged Dapeng king at this time?

"Golden-winged Dapeng King......" Peng Qin's expression flashed with fear, but more of it was killing intent, and his expression was hideous: "As long as you capture the soul of the Golden-winged Dapeng King!

Peng Qinghua frowned slightly, in the Dapeng clan, there are actually two factions on this matter, one faction is the Pengwang faction, which wants to absorb the soul of the golden-winged Dapeng king and become the new golden-winged Dapeng king, invincible in the world, and lead the rise of the Dapeng clan.

The other faction is the old subordinates of the Golden-winged Dapeng King, or the people who support the clan, they want to invite the Golden-Winged Dapeng King back, and heal the wounds of the end of the world with the ancient elixir, so that he can return to the ancient Golden-winged Dapeng King's anti-heavenly demeanor!

In fact, he Peng Qinghua also agrees with the second approach, of course, it is to consider the entire Dapeng family, but if he supports it in his heart, he has no hesitation to support the first approach!

"The monk is too young. Peng Qinghua changed the topic, the two didn't seem to be worried at all, in their hearts, this battle had been won, there was no doubt!

Compared to their ease, the monks of the Tianhua Realm were all frowning at this time, not optimistic about Mo Lin at all, and there were even some people among the Jindan monks who blamed Mo Lin for being arrogant.

The leader Mo Lin knows that it is Jimo, his old opponent.

However, Jimo's shouting did not get too many people's echoes, because even a fool can see that Morin must fight!

"What do you think?" asked the bow, Situ Qi, casually.

"What can you think?" Blood Shadow yawned, and the fresh fruit he had nibbled on in his hand was thrown out casually: "This is a battle of fate, what do you think? ”

Blood Shadow sighed, in fact, this battle ...... He wasn't optimistic about Mo Lin either, but he didn't draw a conclusion about this fateful battle: "But who can be sure until the end?" Blood Shadow Peak smiled and said, "He has brought us too many surprises. ”

Although the Blood Shadow is not optimistic, he believes in Morin, it has nothing to do with anything else, just believe it or not, that's all.

......

It was a snort, a cold snort!

This battle has begun!