"Golden-winged Dapeng?" Xiao Yun looked at the Golden-winged Dapoc not far away with slightly surprised eyes. He couldn't help but feel curious. Didn't he kill a Golden-winged Dapoc? Why did another one come? Could it be?
Have mythical beasts become worthless these days? Are they everywhere? At that moment, Xiao Yun asked Bai Magnolia who was sitting down, and asked: "Xiao Bai, do your demon clan have many golden-winged rocs? Why is there another one?"
"Bai Magnolia sneered in her heart, but she quickly explained: "Master, the divine beast clan is all sparsely populated, and the entire golden-winged roc clan only has a dozen or so in total.
"Xiao Yun snorted coldly when he heard this: "So, this golden-winged roc in front of you is here to take revenge on me?" Bai Magnolia thought to herself, don't you have some ideas in your heart? Xiao Yun glanced at me.
When he glanced at the golden-winged roc in the distance, he immediately restrained his aura and hid himself in the white hair of the white magnolia, reducing his sense of existence.
Although he is not afraid of the golden-winged roc in front of him, entering the Demon Emperor's Tomb is the most important thing now. Besides, there are too many monsters here, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for the time being.
Fortunately, Xiaobai's hair was very thick, enough to hide his figure. In addition, Xiaobai was a holy beast, and few demons had the courage to use their mental power to detect him, so no demons had discovered him for the time being.
Of course, now that the eyes of all the demons are focused on the golden-winged roc, no one will pay attention to a little person like Xiao Yun.
As a mythical beast, the golden-winged roc itself attracts much attention.