The vast hall is resplendent and resplendent, with coiled dragons entwined on the pillars, extremely agile.
An old man stood in the middle of the hall, with white hair and a childlike face, leaning on an iron crutch, but he had an air of elegance.
Before the old man attacked, two monks stood bowed, both wearing bright-colored robes, shining brightly.
The old man didn't show any breath, just like a mortal. However, the two monks in black showed an unusual respect for him.
"The old man has explained the matter clearly, you must act as soon as possible. Now, that existence should still be in Si Ming Continent. Although the old man cannot lock the specific person, but he used the big curse technique, and the momentum is so great that even we in the fairy world You can feel it, and I believe there are more people who can feel it on the Siming Continent. At that time, you only need to put in some effort, and you won’t worry about finding someone. After you find someone, capture him alive. If you can’t capture him alive, you must Kill him without leaving hidden dangers." The old man Tieguai ordered in his vicissitudes of life.
"Yes, Patriarch!" The two monks respectfully agreed, but they looked at each other with a hesitant look.
"Just say what you have to say." The ancestor naturally sensed it clearly and let out a cold snort.
"Yes! The ancestor has a question, so naturally he dare not say nothing. According to the instruction of the ancestor, the juniors should do their best and do not hesitate to die. However, I heard that the unknown existence knows the big curse technique. With the cultivation base of the juniors, I have to deal with it. Great curse technique, I’m afraid more defeats than victories. It’s not a pity for the younger generation to fall, I’m afraid that the failure will delay the ancestor’s plan, and the younger generation will die!” A monk said, his tone was extremely respectful.
The old iron crutch seemed to have been prepared for a long time. With a wave of his sleeves, a yellow light flashed, and a bronze mirror spun and fell into the hands of the monk.
"The old man asked you to do things, so naturally he won't let you die. This 3-sided mirror is enough to deal with the great curse technique. I think that those who can't even shatter the void and cannot ascend to the fairy world, even if they know the great curse technique, how much can they display?" Cheng Weili?"
"Thank you, Patriarch!" Only then did the two monks show their overjoyed expressions.
"It's done quickly, don't let the old man down."
The lingering sound echoed in the hall, but the old man Tieguai disappeared at some point.
Even the two monks in bright-colored robes didn't notice such a method, and they couldn't help feeling even more awed in their hearts.
…
On the broken mountain range, Zhang Yang hovered in the air, overlooking the ground.
After listening to Gurusky and Bu Feng's explanation, Zhang Yang immediately felt the sky above the battlefield, looked at the broken mountains, and smiled wryly on his face.
"It turned out to be so!"
"Compared to the climax of the ghost beast's hunting, this is only a small-scale battle, but the damage is already so great. After the confrontation with the ghost beast's climax, I am afraid that even if the human race wins, the last piece of land will be destroyed. The mountains of the mainland will also be completely destroyed."
"The trend of the mountain range is destroyed, the terrain changes, and the atmosphere of the earth changes accordingly. Si Ming Continent will no longer have the original strong yin energy. From now on, it will be as difficult for those zombies and heroes to advance to the next level."
Zhang Yang muttered to himself, looking up at the sky.
"Is all this just a coincidence?"
"Or, is there a powerful being ruling all of this?"
Thinking of this terrible possibility, Zhang Yang couldn't help shivering.
…
Rumble—
In the sky, there was a muffled sound of thunder, the sky was covered with gray and black clouds, and lightning bolts were like dancing silver snakes, swimming quickly.
call out!
A golden streamer flew quickly in the air, as if trying to avoid the thunder and lightning that filled the sky.
However, all this is obviously in vain.
Click!
In the sky, there was a loud noise, and several thunderballs surrounded each other, directly locked on to the streamer, and slammed down hard.
jittery—
With a cry, the golden streamer seemed to feel a strong crisis, and its body circled and dodged at high speed in the air.
The speed of this golden streamer is extremely fast, but the speed of the thunder ball is even faster, and it hits directly in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
The yellow streamer froze instantly, billowing thick smoke, dragging its long tail, and fell to the ground like a meteorite.
boom!
Huge fluctuations, flying rocks all over the sky.
"Cough cough cough!"
There was a violent coughing sound, as if trying to cough out all the lungs.
The dust and smoke slowly settled down.
But in the deep pit like a small basin, a huge roc bird lay horizontally in it.
However, the condition of this roc bird is extremely miserable. Its feathers are scorched and it emits bursts of smoke. You can only vaguely see its true color. It seems that the wings are golden yellow, while the head and body are golden yellow. Clean white.
It is conceivable that such a huge roc should be extremely beautiful if it is loaded at its peak. However, now under the continuous bombardment by lightning, he is extremely embarrassed.
Cracks all over his body were cracked, either scorched flesh, or blood dripping from the folds.
"This... how can this thunder calamity be so powerful? It is said that when the eighth-level demon cultivator advances to the ninth level, there is a certain chance that there will be a three-color thunder calamity. The stronger the blood of the demon cultivator, the higher the strength, and the three-color thunder calamity will appear. The chances are higher."
"I, Jin Dapeng, is a mighty Dapeng Garuda, with noble blood. There should be a three-color thunder ball. I kept that treasure to deal with the three-color thunder ball. If I sacrifice it now, I'm afraid the result will be waiting for me." It can only be lost."
"Persevere! Be sure to persevere!"
This Dapeng Garuda is undoubtedly the Jin Dapeng.
Jin Dapeng, like the gluttonous beast, was originally a half-step nine-level existence, and he was stuck on this step for an unknown number of years.
The last trip to the Wuman Ancestral Temple, Jin Dapeng really gained something, and then retreated to practice and gain enlightenment. After spending hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years, he finally realized something and made a breakthrough with one move.
Jin Dapeng was stuck in the half-step ninth level for an extremely long time, so he accumulated a lot of treasures.
Unexpectedly, when the eighth-level monsters were promoted to the ninth-level, the power of the thunder catastrophe was far beyond imagination. The prepared magic weapons were almost completely consumed, and the thunderclouds in the sky were still full of thunder. The appearance of vastness and endlessness.
This made Jin Dapeng tremble secretly.
Click!
There was a loud noise, and several thunderballs descended from the sky at the same time.
The three thunderballs hovered around each other, like beads being played by the sky. Against the background of the black clouds and lightning bolts all over the sky, they looked extremely beautiful.
However, the current Jin Dapeng is obviously not in the mood to appreciate this beauty.
Swish!
Jin Dapeng took one piece of golden wings, swung it vigorously, and was lifted by the huge whirlwind around him, and his body rose into the air.
jittery—
Jin Dapeng let out a cry that shook the sky.
Swish!
A pair of golden wings flicked vigorously, and the sky was filled with yellow light, like a meteor shower, rushing towards the few thunderballs.
If someone's spiritual consciousness is strong enough, and their strength is high enough, they can clearly see that the yellow light that fills the sky is not as simple as a wind blade, but yellow feathers.
These feathers are extremely huge, and the roots of each feather are extremely thick, while the feathers are fine and neat, shining 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, those feathers that he has grown since he was born. After obtaining the method of Dao practice, he used countless treasures of heaven and earth to refine it, and then he succeeded in refining it slowly.
This set of feathers is usually not a life-and-death moment, and Jin Dapeng is reluctant to sacrifice it to the enemy, but mainly uses simple wind blades.
Now, because he has another hole card, he finally began to sacrifice this set of natal magic weapons.
boom-
Three thunderballs ruthlessly bombarded these feathers.
The whole world seemed to stop for an instant. Immediately after...
hum—
With a burst of rhythmic fluctuations, these feathers scattered instantly, and the shape of the huge wings collapsed instantly.
And the three thunderballs were also ejected.
boom-
The thunderball bombarded the ground, and a huge mushroom-shaped cloud rose into the sky.
Just as Jin Dapeng's face showed a gleam of joy, he saw three thunderballs brewing in the sky, circling each other and falling from the sky.
Jin Dapeng's face changed drastically.
Concentrating quickly, those golden domains turned into streams of light, quickly gathered and stood in front of Jin Dapeng again.
cheep la la—
In the sky, countless thunderbolts continue to gather towards the three thunderballs.
Now, Jin Dapeng also felt that something was wrong.
This thunder ball has obviously reached the strongest level just now, but it is still growing in power. Could it be that...
There is nothing wrong with his thinking.
In the blink of an eye, the colors of the three thunderballs flickered, as if there was a flash of yellow light.
This time is extremely short, not even a moment.
However, with Jin Dapeng's current half-step ninth-level spiritual consciousness, he can naturally capture it clearly.
He believed that he was absolutely right.
Three-color Thunderball!
I really have to deal with the three-color thunderball!
cheep la la—
In the sky, thunder and lightning continued to gather.
After a flash of yellow on the three thunderballs, they hovered in the air, but they didn't hit down for a while, and a flash of blue flashed again.
Jin Dapeng's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
For monsters that have advanced to level nine, the three-color thunderball they have to face is often the final blow.
At this time, there is nothing to keep. Mana instilled insanely.
hum—
Those golden fields blazed brightly, and instantly recombined into two huge wings, presenting a semicircle, protecting Jin Dapeng in the center.
Jin Dapeng has another sharp beak.
jittery—
With a cry, a small black dot flashed through the two huge wings, and instantly swelled up, but it was a tortoise shell-like existence.
"The Heavenly Return Shield, a quasi-immortal weapon, don't let me down!"
Jin Dapeng's eyes were full of nervous light.
That day, Gui Shield grew bigger and bigger, with a radius of several tens of feet, covering it tightly in front of the huge wings.