Feng Bingwen, who had just exercised his body and became more interested, heard that the peacock opposite him bowed his head and surrendered so easily, and his expression suddenly turned cold.
"The robes are not stained with blood, and the demonic power is abundant. Are you not afraid of staining the reputation of the Peacock clan by giving in so easily?"
"Daozi is joking, the Golden Winged Peng King can only run away in front of you. If I just admit defeat, how many people will laugh at me?"
The wind god was handsome and heroic, and even as his demon power surged, the five elements of spiritual energy gathered behind him to form a divine wheel. The young man, who looked even more divine and extraordinary, replied calmly and calmly.
There is such an advantage in fighting against a being of Feng Bingwen's level. The status is too high. The reputation of Taishangdao has been passed down from ancient times to this day. Even if they have the same status and respect, they will not lose face if they bow their heads and admit defeat, because
Everyone thinks it is natural and normal.
"You are right!"
Feng Bingwen also realized that as long as he gained a slight advantage, the guy he was fighting would bow his head and admit defeat without hesitation, without much psychological burden.
"Then please Daozi, please stop!"
Even if the young man transformed by the peacock admits defeat, he is still charming and has a different kind of bearing. If he were in the human race and walked in the streets and alleys with his skin, he would probably receive a lot of sachets in one trip.
"Stop it, are you kidding me? This has just begun, I haven't had all the fun yet."
Feng Bingwen's face was expressionless and his expression was stern. The peacock in front of him had not reached its limit at all. The five-color divine light it displayed was extremely extraordinary. Although it did not show the terrifying level of being able to brush everything and destroy everything as in myths and legends, it was
It is extremely smooth to crack a single five-element magical power.
Of course, his magical powers were a little more complicated, so the peacock could only use them forcefully, but even so, Feng Bingwen was very jealous.
Because this can only show that the peacock has not mastered the magical power, not that the magical power is not good.
"Daozi, I have given up!"
The smile on the face of the young man transformed from the peacock became a little stiff. It was when he saw the golden-winged roc surrendering and the Supreme Taoist in front of him did not chase after him that he jumped out. But who would have thought that the Supreme Taoist in front of him would
The upper class seems to think highly of him.
"No!"
Feng Bingwen pointed his finger at the sky, but this time he used his natal magical power that was engraved on his golden elixir. The power was much more powerful than the magical power he just used like splashing ink. In an instant, it was
Thunder rolled from the sky, and dark clouds covered the area thousands of feet in radius. The sky darkened, and the sun's rays were completely blocked.
"you……"
The peacock was frightened and angry, but he had no time to refute the domineering behavior of this Taoist of the human race. He even wanted to admit defeat. Thunder from the five elements in the sky shot down, densely packed, and bombarded him.
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Hunyuan Five Elements Nirvana Spiritual Thunder!
This is the magical power of Talisman and Thunder that Feng Bingwen condensed in the Mortal Realm. As his cultivation level was promoted to the Dan Formation Realm, the magical power further evolved and became more complex, and the power it unleashed was naturally different from the same.
, even if it is called divine thunder, there is nothing wrong with it.
Crackling!
The peacock, which had been so graceful and graceful just now, suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and could no longer maintain its transformed posture. A pair of gorgeous wings spread out, bright and gorgeous, and its feathers could compete with the phoenix in the air.
shine.
"That's right. Since it's a fight with me, there's no point in hiding it."
Feng Bingwen laughed, and nearly endless thunder fell from the dark clouds above his head. Under the thunder clouds, the peacock was forced to show an escape method that was not inferior to that of the Dapeng family, but it was used
To escape lightning strikes.
"It's still hard to figure out!"
Feng Bingwen was dissatisfied when he saw that he was flying freely among thousands of thunderbolts, like a dancing peacock, being defended by thousands of thunderbolts. His eyes were full of terrifying thunderbolts.
Because the various talents and magical powers displayed by this pure-blooded peacock made him envious, but Feng Bingwen could not find it, so he re-evolved it and controlled it with his own body.
Just such a confrontation, even the fur cannot be glimpsed. Unless you catch this peacock, keep it by your side, use your soul to explore the secrets at the root of its bloodline every day, and then evolve it, then you can possibly see the secret method.
"Is this all you have?"
"Feng Bingwen, I won't argue with you, so don't be so arrogant!"
Peacock, who was repeatedly forced by Feng Bingwen, could even be said to be bullied, could no longer bear it. According to his plan, he appeared on the stage gracefully, and then fought fiercely with the Taoist disciple of the first Taoist sect of the human race. Even if he was defeated, he could still
An honorable end.
But there is often a huge gap between reality and ideals, even a huge difference. The human Taoist in front of him didn't give him any face, and used his thunder method to make him dodge in embarrassment.
The five-element divine light derived from his bloodline is said to be able to wipe out all things, but that is the most ideal state. Only the first peacock born in the world, the ancient ancestor of his clan, can achieve this.
As for him, although he has successfully practiced the five-color divine light and this magical power, he can only crack some relatively simple magical powers and collect magical weapons that are not particularly high-level.
Similar to Feng Bingwen, who came from the first sect of the human race, once the magical power engraved in the golden elixir bursts out, his five-color divine light basically cannot resolve it and can only be blocked.
Otherwise, the Peacock Clan would have been invincible in the world, and the Demon Clan would not need to respect the Golden Crow Clan as the Demon Emperor, but just respect the Peacock Clan.
"Let me see what you're really capable of."
Feng Bingwen responded calmly, he was not afraid of his opponents going all out, but he was afraid that these guys would hide behind him and just go through the motions with him, wasting his time and not getting any benefits.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddhist chant echoed under the thunder clouds. Feng Bingwen, who was originally calm in temperament, could not help but show a bit of astonishment, because he saw that the peacock with strong evil spirit below actually burst out with the mighty Buddha's light. The Buddha's light was so prosperous,
Even the falling thunder was blocked and could not hit him directly for a while.
The Dharma of Peacock King Ming!
Seeing the existence of Buddha rising slowly under his sea of thunder and exuding bright Buddha light, Feng Bingwen was a little silent for a while. At the same time, around him, a Buddha who was fighting a big demon also turned his head.
Looking up, seeing the King Ming's Faxiang evolved from the peacock demon clan, he couldn't help showing a look of shock in his eyes.
Monsters, monsters, and aliens often have the inheritance engraved by their ancestors in their blood. They are born with knowledge that basically few people have a high regard for the human race's cultivation method. After all, the most suitable cultivation method for them has already been
It's engraved in the blood, why bother to sacrifice the near for the far.
However, the peacock in front of me did not take the ordinary path. He actually took the initiative to practice Buddhism without being surrendered by the powerful Buddhist master, and he also practiced the famous Dharma in Buddhism, the Peacock King.
"Tai Shang Daozi, how is my Dharma appearance?"
Beneath the sea of thunder, the Peacock Ming King, who remained calm and motionless, exuding the bright golden light of Buddhism, raised his head. No one could have imagined that this was not a monk who had taken part in the creation, but a peacock demon with pure blood.
"boring!"
Feng Bingwen maintained his demeanor as a Taoist Supreme Master, and his original surprise had long since subsided. At this time, only disappointment appeared on his face.
Because he was really disappointed, he thought that the peacock could do anything to surprise him, but after a long time of trouble, he went to practice the human method and practiced a Buddhist image.
"It's over!"
"It's still early, I don't want to admit defeat anymore!"
The peacock who showed the appearance of King Ming was full of confidence. This was his trump card. It was not originally intended to be used against this Taoist disciple, but to compete with other demon clans of the same generation with strong bloodlines to gain opportunities.
, but at this time, he had to show it in advance, because this Taoist Master was really too bullying.
"Resistance is futile."
Feng Bingwen lost any interest, and the calamity clouds in the sky were dissipating, but behind him, there was chaos energy flowing. As the chaos filled the air, a huge egg like a chicken was floating in it, and there was already a figure with eyebrows, eyes and limbs in it.
It has gradually grown, and an existence that can hardly be called a baby is growing in it.
"Is this your vision?"
The peacock who transformed into King Ming could not hide his shock.
Although some powerful people once commented that the vision evolved by Feng Bingwen was only empty, but those who commented were ancient beings with extraordinary origins.
Similar to peacocks, golden-winged rocs, Taotie, etc., although they are inherited from the ancient bloodline born in the ancient times, the ancient times are extremely long for them, and any existence that can be related to chaos, no matter what it is, is extremely extraordinary.
Just like Feng Bingwen at this time, after he revealed his vision, he basically had no intention of letting this fight continue. As the chaotic energy circulated, the power of the Taoist magic power he displayed surged, and it continued.
It has doubled several times.
But this peacock secretly practiced Buddhism so much that his practice in this aspect was even comparable to that of the old monks in the temples in the mountains. However, the Buddha's light he cultivated was also shattered by the thunder.
The majestic and solemn King Ming, who had received the true inheritance of Buddhism, was roaring and wanted to resist. However, as Feng Bingwen completely released the divine power contained in the vision, the giant that was bred in chaos and looked extremely fragile
The egg crushed down, and the Buddhist Pluto was almost powerless to resist. The golden body was shattered, and a peacock with bright feathers fell from it, its breath weak.
Such overwhelming terrifying power made Fozi, who was approaching Feng Bingwen and was already distracted by the fighting here, looking back frequently, widen his eyes.
Although I have been mentally prepared for a long time, even if a demon clan has cultivated the Peacock King Dharma, it is impossible to defeat this Supreme Taoist, but this defeat is too ugly. He was defeated so hard that he almost didn't watch.
What kind of resistance does it have to come out?
Feng Bingwen didn't care what kind of emotions the Buddha was feeling at this time, because he discovered that the giant egg that was the subject of his vision, which was pregnant with the Chaos God-man, fell from that egg to Pluto after crushing it.
The peacock on the ground seems to have absorbed some inexplicable energy.
Then, his vision changed extremely obviously. As the chaotic energy surged, a gorgeous peacock no more than the size of a palm appeared. On the back of the peacock, a majestic and solemn King Ming appeared, looking like he was subduing a demon.
However, this Peacock King remained in the vision for a very short time, and disappeared without a trace as a vortex formed by the chaotic energy rolled by. However, at the same time, the baby conceived in the giant egg seemed to have grown a bit.
"..."
This change did not go beyond Feng Bingwen's expectations, and it also allowed him to verify many things. When he wanted to challenge the position of Daozi in the sect, he had competed with fellow disciples and even showed visions, but
But it was not like this situation today.
"Only by completely defeating your opponent in a life-and-death fight can you plunder those inexplicable energy sources?"
Feng Bingwen vaguely understood that there was something missing in his vision. He knew this. At that time, his idea was to make up for it the day after tomorrow. As for how to make up for it, he would know it by looking at the performance of the vision.
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"But not everyone is qualified to be swallowed up by my vision."
Feng Bingwen is naturally concerned about the foundation of his own practice. He has also tested it with his own visions. Those who react to his visions and swallow up those inexplicable qi are often the best among his contemporaries.
A proud hero.
"Now is a good opportunity!"
Taishang Daozi's eyes shone, and his demeanor was completely different. It was expected that only after Daozi and Fozi's first-level human genius were defeated by him, something in him would be absorbed by his vision and turned into nourishment.
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But he is a human race, and he is also a Taoist disciple of the Supreme Dao. As for his identity, it would be okay to invite some human race geniuses to discuss it at will. But if he is looking for someone to fight to the death with him, I am afraid not many will be willing, and it is impossible for him to kill him.
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But things are different now. This is a foreign land of demons. In a duel with those noble blooded demons, it doesn't matter even if you kill them, it is even a matter of course. The powerful people behind both sides will not think there is any problem.
"Is there no hero left in the demon clan?"
As for those peacocks that fell into the dust, Feng Bingwen didn't care about him. Naturally, he didn't kill the peacock. This point still has some sense of propriety.
But he doesn't need to worry about the follow-up matters. Now he only thinks about fighting more big demons with many bloodlines. The further evolution and enhancement of the vision will have indescribable benefits for his practice.
However, Peacock's defeat seemed to frighten many lurking demons. As a last resort, Feng Bingwen had no choice but to stimulate those guys.
"Arrogant, you are just the Supreme Taoist, not the Taoist. How dare you say such things?"
A moment after the words fell, a big demon scolded him, and then he saw a big demon with horns on his head, thick hair as red as fire, and tiger stripes all over his majestic body stepping out from the mountains.
"What kind of monster is this? Ox-tiger? Tiger-ox?"
"How did this guy's parents get involved?"
"When his parents created him, wouldn't one of his parents suddenly have an appetite?"