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At this time, the middle-aged and thin figure who had never made a sound on the side suddenly spoke: "Ancestor Bailang is fighting with the Golden-winged Great Plug King in the Great Saint Realm?"

The young demon ancestor nodded slowly: "I'm afraid that's the case."

"Let's stay away!"

The young ancestor said, turning around and flying further away.

Behind him, two figures hurriedly followed. The middle-aged tall man looked at the terrifying giant who was like a mountain in the distance, with his eyes looking fearful and helpless.

The center of the battlefield.

Dapeng held the Fangtian Painted Hydrograph in his hand and took several steps to stand firm. He shook his head, and then he felt a heat flowing out of his head.

He reached out to wipe it off, and his hands were covered with dark golden hot blood.

Dapeng's face suddenly became furious.

He touched his head again and found that the land above his head had just been smashed, and a big hole was broken, and hot blood kept gushing out of the wound.

But his wounds covered with black and golden feathers were also recovering quickly, and healing quickly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

It's just that the wound can heal.

The shame of being hit by a junior with a stick is irreparable.

He could already notice that many figures had gathered around him.

They all saw this scene that made him extremely embarrassed.

"Boy!"

Dapeng, who was extremely angry, held the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand and was more than 400 feet taller than him. He was one head more than a day and yelled: "I will kill you today!"

"No one can save you!"

The roaring sounded like thunder.

After saying that.

Dapeng held the Fangtian Painted Ridge and jumped up and rushed towards the Bailang Zhuantian.

"Hey, it depends on whether you have that strength!"

Hearing the roar of Dapeng, Lu Wufei curled his lips and sneered. Before he changed his true form, he was still a little afraid of the Dapeng, but now, after using the "Dharma of Heaven and Earth", his body is four hundred feet higher than the Golden-winged Dapeng in the realm of the Great Sage, which is completely taller, and is much larger.

At this moment, looking at the dwarf of Dapeng, Lu Wufei's confidence soared unprecedentedly. The white jade pillar held the sky in his hand quickly turned a stick flower in his hand.

He shouted softly, held a stick in both hands and slammed at the golden-winged roc that was flying towards him.

"Bang!!!"

The attack of Qingtian White Jade Pillar and Fang Tian Huaji!

The fire exploded like thunder!

The surging spiritual energy is rolling back like a long dragon.

A terrifying wave of air that was almost visible to the naked eye immediately spread wildly in all directions around, constantly exploding!

With this full force, the attack was over.

The terrifying force made the two figures immediately retreat.

Lu Wuji's figure as majestic as a mountain, carrying the white jade pillar that was rising like a sky pillar and retreated five steps back.

Looking at the opposite side, I felt happy. From this blow, I could see that Dapeng's guy seemed to be as powerful as him, and he was even weaker.

The golden-winged roc, holding the Fangtian Painted Hydro, took six steps in a row, and took a step back in a row.

He looked at the white-haired wolf, his face was shocked and angry.

The white-haired wolf had such great power and what was going on with the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand? He was trembling. He could clearly feel that the spirit of the spiritual treasure weapon in his hand was trembling at this moment.

It's just that he didn't have time to think about it and ask more questions.

Opposite, Lu Wufei looked at Dapeng and said again: "Hehe, I thought the Lion Camel Lord was extremely powerful, but it seemed that it was just that!"

"Boy!"

"You are looking for death!"

Dapeng, who was getting more and more angry, shouted, held the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and flew forward again.

Lu Wufei sneered coldly, without any fear, picked up the white jade pillar in Qingtian and hit it.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

The shocking sound of collisions resounded throughout the sky and throughout the wilderness.

A bunch of gorgeous and terrifying fires kept flashing in the sky!

A series of terrifying waves of air were centered on two towering giants like mountains and gods, spreading and exploding in all directions, and exploded continuously.

The entire battlefield, a radius of hundreds of miles, was beaten up by two shocking giants.

far away.

Very far away in the horizon.

Dozens of figures have gathered.

They either stood or hid in a cloud, in the strong wind, staring at the distance with wide eyes, a shocking white wolf and a terrifying figure of two terrifying figures that supported the sky were so exciting.

Such a fierce battle at the level of the Great Saint is not easy to see, it must be lucky.

"Mu Lao Gui, are you here too?"

"What, I can't come?"

"Of course not, you know I didn't mean that."

"Brother Gang, I can see that the one with golden wings on the back and star-eyed leopard eyes should be the Lord of the Lion Camel, the King of Golden Wings, but which white wolf is that? It seems that he is more terrifying than the Lord of the Lion Camel, but his strength seems to be only comparable?"

"Hehe, Brother Ghost, don't underestimate that white wolf. That boy has been very famous in the wilderness recently. Do you see that the boy's strength and cultivation level?"

"Well, I can't tell that kid's martial arts are extraordinary, but looking at his breath, it seems that he is not as good as the Great Saint. Well, is it that I'm not seeing it?"

"Haha, Brother Gang didn't see the wrong ones. On the contrary, Brother Gang saw it well. That kid is at the realm of the Demon Ancestor, and he has only been in the realm of the Demon Ancestor for less than a year. How about it? Didn't you expect it? Haha."

"That white wolf is in the realm of the Demon Ancestor, and it has been less than a year since he first entered the realm of the Demon Ancestor!? I have dealt with the Lord of the Lion Camel, and my strength is even better than mine. At least I have reached the middle stage of the Great Sage. Are you joking with Ghost Brother?"

"Haha, I'm not joking, this is well known to us in the wilderness!"

"As we all know, it seems that I haven't come to you for too long to drink in the wilderness, so I have such an excellent junior who doesn't know."

"Haha, Brother Gang doesn't have to belittle himself. You have to know that the white wolf comes from Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain and is a great disciple of Zhenyuan Daxian!"

"So that's the case!"

"Wait, then. Then isn't this white wolf going out with Qingyushan and a fellow disciple?"

"It should be true. As long as the person from Qingyu Mountain is also from Wuzhuang Temple, they should be the same brothers."

"That Lan Yu was so powerful in the battle at Liuyun Mountain. Now this person is even more over-the-top. He can compete with the Lord of the Lion Camel when he first enters the Demon Ancestor. It really makes me envious of being able to join those great sects of the Immortal Sect!"

"Who said no?"

In the high wind, two figures stood in a black cloud, looking into the distance, talking constantly.

Another direction.

High in the sky.

In a cloud.

The handsome Sage Bai He was wearing a white robe and looking at the two shocking and powerful real bodies in the distance, with a complicated expression.

He originally thought that Bai Lang would not call his senior brother Lan Yu, but might have thought of relying on himself to deal with the Golden-winged Great Phang.

Now it seems that he is thinking it's a bad idea.

Bai Lang not only does not need to rely on his senior brother, but also on himself, but on himself, he can compete with the Golden-winged Big Phang. No wonder he dares to say that he is not ready to call him Senior Brother.

Now, Bai Lang has indeed done it.

Just looking at the posture ahead, the golden-winged big roll was not as good as the white waves. It seemed that it was still at a disadvantage, and it seemed that it didn't need itself anymore.

After all, with the current strength of the Great Sage Bai He, if you want to deal with the Golden-winged Roc, you have to use the real body formation.

Otherwise, ordinary magic weapons will not hurt the opponent at all!

But since he agreed to Bai Lang, Bai He could keep his word.

What's more, the scene in front of him was a big surprise. This was an absolutely favorable situation. How could he let go of the opportunity to deal with the Big Roc monster?

But there is no need to hurry.

He is going to wait a little longer.

Who knows if Dapeng has a trump card hand or something?

He was about to wait until the big Peng showed fatigue, and he would come out in one move, catch him off guard, and decide the outcome in one fell swoop!
To be continued...