The Golden Winged Red Tiger Clan is a bloodline race with more than 9,800 people on the Ancient Ten Thousand Clan List.
But at this time, the real strength of the golden-winged red tiger in front of Zhao Feng was comparable to that of the Sky-shattering Golden Ape of the domineering Vajra clan.
You know, the bloodline of the Bali Vajra clan is ranked 421st.
Obviously there is such a big gap in the rankings between the two bloodlines, but this golden-winged red tiger gives Zhao Feng the feeling of being more powerful and domineering, showing the aura of a ferocious beast.
"It should be the relationship between body and bloodline"
Zhao Feng's eyes narrowed.
In the ancient dreamland, the flesh and blood of ordinary creatures have extraordinary benefits to the powerful below the king.
In terms of blood, people or monsters in the continent have absorbed or awakened blood factors and obtained ancient blood with very weak blood concentration.
But the golden-winged red tiger in front of us may have a complete golden-winged red tiger blood flowing in its body. This kind of ancient creature cannot exist in the mainland.
"I wonder how the meat of this golden-winged red tiger is like?"
Zhao Feng thought about the time when he killed the first creature in the ancient dreamland, a piebald snake.
At that time, little thieving cats and little Kunyun were fighting over the flesh and blood of ordinary spotted snakes.
What about the ancient bloodline race in front of us?
A trace of excitement flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.
howl
The golden-winged red tiger left a red-gold shadow in the sky and flew towards Zhao Feng quickly.
Buzz
Zhao Feng used all his strength to activate the Holy Thunder Body and showed no mercy.
"Holy Thunder Palm"
Zhao Feng casually slapped it, creating a human-sized red gold palm shadow.
boom
The golden-winged red tiger was knocked back by Zhao Feng's palm again.
howl
The golden-winged red tiger's eyes flashed with fear, but then turned into a fierce look.
Buzz
Golden-winged Red Tiger's whole body suddenly flashed with golden brilliance, as if all his power had been sublimated at this moment.
"What a strong bloodline power"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but be amazed.
Strong men or monsters with ancient bloodline in the continent can only increase their combat power to a certain extent by activating the power of their bloodline.
The golden-winged red tiger in front of him belonged to an ancient race that ranked more than 9,000 years ago. The power of his bloodline exploded, nearly tripling his combat power.
Even if Zhao Feng activates the perfect Blood Demon Yang bloodline, he can only increase his combat power by four to five at most.
But the more surprised Zhao Feng was by this golden-winged red tiger, the more interested Zhao Feng became in it and wanted to take a bite.
call
A bright red burning glaze flame, like a bloody red cloud, lingered all over Zhao Feng's body.
Zhao Feng activated the Blood Demon Yang bloodline and collided with the Golden Winged Red Tiger.
Boom poof
The golden-winged red tiger's body was partially ignited by Zhao Feng's Yang Yan. Similarly, after the golden-winged red tiger activated the power of blood, its claws left a scratch on Zhao Feng's holy thunder body.
"Soul confusion"
A powerful spiritual power emerged from Zhao Feng's left eye.
Suddenly, the Golden Winged Red Tiger's soul began to be confused, and his control over his body was also in disarray.
"Phantom Soul Impact"
Zhao Feng once again used the Illusion Dao Eye Technique.
In the private collection of the Star Demon Saint Lord of the Ji family, he read a large number of books on souls, illusions, and pupils.
Some slightly easier Soul Eye Techniques can be said to be easily picked up by Zhao Feng.
"Wind, Thunder, Eyes of Fire"
In Zhao Feng's left pupil, an astonishing pupil power flame appeared, the amethyst luster flowed, and there were traces of dark thunder tribulation patterns.
Puff-boom——
A completely transparent ball of dark thunderfire, carrying the aura of destructive thunder and calamity, bombarded the head of the golden-winged red tiger.
At the same time, Zhao Feng immediately rushed forward, circulated his true energy, and smashed it violently.
Ouch
This time, the golden-winged red tiger let out a miserable wail, its face twisted in pain.
Howl
Suddenly, several soul-stirring angry howls were heard from the depths of the forest. The terrifying roars were like a golden sound wave, rushing toward Zhao Feng.
"No, the golden-winged red tiger is an ancient race, so there should be other golden-winged red tigers here."
Zhao Feng was shocked.
boom
Zhao Feng immediately used all his strength to use the Heaven-Shattering Holy Thunder Palm, combined with the Wind and Thunder Eye Fire, to kill the golden-winged red tiger in front of him.
call
Zhao Feng grabbed the golden-winged red tiger with one hand and disappeared.
At this time, two even larger golden-winged red tigers came nearby, but found nothing. After communicating for a while, the two golden-winged red tigers roared angrily.
Within the realm of confusion.
Meow meow
When Zhao Feng appeared, the little thieving cat rushed over immediately, its eyes like black gemstones flashed with a gleaming light, a sharp knife appeared in its hand, and drool drooled from the corner of its mouth.
"Wait a minute"
Zhao Feng immediately stopped the little thieving cat.
In the misty sky, a transparent glass bottle floated into Zhao Feng's hand.
Zhao Feng found a wound on the golden-winged red tiger and filled the golden-winged red tiger's blood with a glass bottle.
After the glass bottle was filled with red gold blood, Zhao Feng stopped.
"It's up to you to cook it, don't eat it secretly"
Zhao Feng stared at the little thieving cat and said.
When fighting this golden-winged red tiger just now, Zhao Feng's Wind and Thunder Eye Fire did not have much burning effect on the flesh and blood of the golden-winged red tiger. This shows that the flesh and blood of the golden-winged red tiger is difficult to roast.
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Meow meow
The little thieving cat waved the sharp knife in his hand and made gestures.
The little thief cat suggested cutting up the creature's flesh and roasting it slowly.
"Okay, that's it"
Zhao Feng agreed.
Immediately, the golden-winged red tiger was handed over to the little thieving cat to cook it himself.
Zhao Feng came to another part of the Mysterious Sky Realm and stared at the blood of the Golden Winged Red Tiger in his hand.
The power of this bloodline is very strong, exuding the primitive atmosphere of its ancient origins.
Zhao Feng took out a few drops, applied it on his body, and then activated the Holy Thunder Body.
"effective"
Zhao Feng discovered that his body quickly absorbed the power of this bloodline, nourishing Zhao Feng's body, blood, and even internal organs, but the effect was not weak.
Zhao Feng directly took out 10% of the Golden Wing Red Tiger blood and applied it on his body.
This time Zhao Feng did not activate the Holy Thunder Body, but activated the Blood Demon Yang bloodline.
call
The bloodline of the Golden Winged Red Tiger slowly seeped into Zhao Feng's Blood Demon Yang bloodline.
Boom
Suddenly, the red blood and scorching sun burning all over Zhao Feng's body suddenly increased in heat.
"It seems to promote and condense blood!"
Zhao Feng looked happy.
A few hours later.
The little thieving cat came to Zhao Feng with a piece of fresh and fragrant meat.
Zhao Feng immediately took off a piece, ate it and slowly felt it.
"The effect is more than four times that of the dream fruit, and it contains very powerful flesh and blood essence."
Zhao Feng looked slightly startled and activated his true energy to absorb the energy.
Zhao Feng absorbed too much ancient aura and took countless precious essence and blood materials. Therefore, the effect of this tiger meat was greatly reduced.
In addition, Zhao Feng estimated that most of the effects of this piece of tiger meat came from the blood power of the golden-winged red tiger.
"Although the effect is discounted, it is still many times better than the rare materials I redeemed at the Lanzhou War Palace."
Zhao Feng knows how to be content.
By hunting this golden-winged red tiger, he had already taken a certain risk. If he hunted again next time, it might be even more difficult.
In addition, Zhao Feng also had the idea of enslaving the golden-winged red tiger because of its powerful combat power, but he was immediately dismissed.
If the golden-winged red tiger was enslaved, the Dark Heart Seal disappeared due to unexpected circumstances, such as the situation of the demigod Kun Yun.
Once this golden-winged red tiger is obtained by other beast trainers, the ancient secret of Zhao Feng's dreamland will be exposed.
Therefore, Zhao Feng never let the demon birds, black eagles and giant pythons that Zhao Feng once enslaved come out to fight.
On the other side, the little thieving cat took advantage of Zhao Feng not paying attention and devoured almost all the remaining meat, then hid aside, patted his belly and fell asleep.
One month later.
Zhao Feng's "Five Elements Wind and Thunder Technique" has been cultivated to its peak with the accumulation of a large number of precious medicinal materials. The eighth layer of flame wind and thunder has been cultivated to its peak.
The flesh and blood of the golden-winged red tiger was eaten by Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat, and the strength of both of them increased greatly.
On this day, Zhao Feng noticed something strange in the outside world and left the Mysterious Sky Realm.
"Someone finally came to Jiuyou Palace"
Zhao Feng felt the suppressed demonic aura of heaven and earth.
"The Holy Lord of Jiuyou Palace is here, but this is a branch of Haiyan Pavilion, so please restrain your breath."
Zhao Feng's words rang out in the silent palace.
Suddenly, a figure appeared directly in Zhao Feng's palace.
Zhao Feng felt a terrifying demonic aura suppressing him, and his body suddenly aroused powerful energy and blood, and his body remained motionless.
Over the past few days, Zhao Feng's physical strength has been greatly enhanced by absorbing the essence and blood of the Golden Winged Red Tiger.
"Zhao Feng, you are so bold, how dare you threaten my affiliated sect of Jiuyou Palace"
The deep voice of the Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss came out.
"The Supreme Elder of Antianmen personally admitted his mistake and compensated Haiyan Pavilion. This is natural."
Zhao Feng's eyes narrowed, he had heard from King Nanfeng and Bi Qingyue.
The Holy Lord of Demon Abyss was the senior executive of Jiuyou Palace who intercepted the members of Haiyan Pavilion that day.
At that time, if it were not for the white-bearded swordsman of Tianxuan Palace, the forces behind Zhao Feng would have been destroyed by Jiuyou Palace.
"Zhao Feng, don't make excuses. If you hadn't threatened the Dark Ghost Holy Lord, how would he have admitted this unfounded crime?"
The Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss stared at Zhao Feng, and the invisible mental pressure dispersed.
But Zhao Feng's expression in front of him did not change at all.
"This junior"
Holy Lord Moyuan was slightly shocked. In just a few years, Zhao Feng's strength had increased a lot.
Whether it was the material level or the spiritual level, Zhao Feng was able to ignore his invisible oppression and remain calm and composed.
"Haha, this is not an unfounded charge. I have absolute evidence in my hand that he framed me, Haiyan Pavilion."
Zhao Feng's lips curved into a smile, looking confident.
"Evidence of guilt"
The Holy Lord of Demonic Abyss looked slightly startled.
In the case of Antianmen slandering Haiyan Pavilion, all relevant personnel have been eliminated.
And Zhao Feng rushed back from the battlefield, how could there be any evidence of guilt?
"That's nonsense, Zhao Feng, don't even think about distorting the facts."
The Holy Lord of the Demonic Abyss immediately shouted angrily, and the invisible aura of the demonic path suddenly dispersed, leaving the world in darkness.
Even with Zhao Feng's powerful body, he could not withstand this aura of will that was like the might of God.
call out
In the Mysterious Sky Realm, the Black-armored Holy Lord shot out a cold and cold light. This light was projected from Zhao Feng's arm guard, forming a light curtain in the air.
On the light screen, there are pictures of many quasi-holy lords and holy lord-level figures.
"Leave this matter to me. Just capture a few members of Haiyan Pavilion and kill them and then slander them."
In the picture, the voice of Dark Ghost Holy Lord of Dark Heaven Gate came out.
Zhao Feng looked at the wonderful expression of Holy Lord Moyuan with a smile.
The scene in this light curtain is exactly the memory image of the Black-armored Holy Lord.