Jin Gui Falcon's mouth was slightly open and his expression was dull.
Originally, he just wanted to scare these people and make them retreat.
Unexpectedly, not only were they not afraid, but they also wanted to meet the Holy Son?
act recklessly!!
Ning Wuchuan shrugged his shoulders, his attitude was very clear.
Jin Gui Falcon immediately took out a golden scale, poured his spiritual energy into it.
"Moses Moses! Holy Son, this is Jingui Falcon, your number one leg, number one dog, and number one love of the Jiao clan who will scream for me wherever I go, yo yo!"
"Are you... looking for a cut?"
From the other end of Jinlin, a suppressed, angry and panting voice came.
"Uh, Holy Son, that woman has been found."
Jin Guixun smiled awkwardly, turned to look at Huahua, and swallowed hard.
If at this time, Long Aotian knew that all the people he brought had been wiped out, he would definitely be furious.
And his fate was not just as simple as becoming mentally retarded.
"found it?!"
Hearing this, Long Aotian's voice was obviously full of surprise, and even his tone became much softer.
"Where?"
"Don't worry, Holy Son, I have surrounded them, near Huangya, west of Huangluo. If you don't come, none of them can leave."
Jin Gui Falcon snorted coldly, feeling quite proud.
"You're doing great. I'll be there soon."
"Welcome to the Holy Son!"
until!!
The spiritual light on the golden scales was gone, and Jin Gui Falcon looked at Ning Wuchuan and others with an indifferent expression, "You asked for this. When the Holy Son of our clan comes, none of you can escape."
"Is it?"
Ning Wuchuan smiled sinisterly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Ancient freak?
I wonder if this freak can withstand the rounds of the nine hundred Heavenly Guards.
Soon, there was the sound of breaking wind from the end of the sky, and a young man wearing a golden robe, with his head bare and bare chest, was seen stepping forward.
Behind him, there were nine women following, all of whom had strong auras, and most of them were descendants of saints from major demon clans.
Of course, with Long Aotian's identity, there are not many people who can match him in the Phoenix Land.
Today, no one can compete with the Golden Dragon Clan, and the sky is just around the corner.
As long as she becomes his wife and concubine, she will be a woman at the pinnacle of power in the future. This kind of good thing... no one wants to miss it.
"Um?"
Even from a long distance away, Long Aotian saw Jin Gui Falcon standing on the top of the mountain, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Lying... suffering?
If he remembered correctly, when Jin Gui Falcon left the Jiao Clan that day, he was followed by at least 300 people from his own clan, and countless other vassal races.
Why, there is no trace at this time?
"Whoosh whoosh!"
At this moment, deep in the ancient forest, there were sudden bursts of rushing wind.
Long Aotian's face was stunned, and the power of the dragon rose up all over his body. His supreme power destroyed the world and covered the sky.
Then, I saw him step forward and stand in front of the nine girls. His body was covered with runes and he stretched out a palm.
"Boom!"
Thousands of feet of golden light burst out, and there were thousands of arrows shot out from the ancient forest, piercing the void, dense and powerful.
Even with Long Aotian's strength, a look of surprise flashed across his golden eyes.
But, after all, he is a supremely powerful man and an ancient freak who brings together the destiny of his family.
Therefore, at the moment when the palm print collided with the arrow, infinite golden light bloomed, the ripples stretched for thousands of miles, and the blue sky shattered.
"Jingui Falcon!! What's going on!!"
Long Aotian roared angrily, looking down at the countless figures who suddenly walked out below, his eyes suddenly condensed.
only!!
At this time, instead of showing any trace of fear, his face showed a trace of strong greed.
I saw his eyes fixed on Huahua, his golden eyes bright and his breathing heavy.
Although he had already seen Huahua in Jin Qiba's soul memory, looking at this cold and arrogant beauty, he still felt like his blood was gushing all over his body and he had an uncontrollable impulse.
"Haha, Holy Son, you are finally here!"
Jin Gui Falcon breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly bowed to Long Aotian, "Holy Son, Gui Falcon lived up to his command and used his own power to surround the opponent's thousands of people on this barren mountain!"
"You he…"
Long Aotian's eyelids trembled slightly, and he looked at Jin Gui Falcon in disbelief.
Don't tell me, this turtle's pretense ability is somewhat similar to his own.
"Hmph, I'll take care of you later."
Long Aotian snorted coldly and didn't say much, but looked down at the people below.
Of course, even if Huahua's aura did give him some oppression,... to Long Aotian, they were still prey and not worth mentioning.
No matter how many people there are, in Long Aotian's eyes, they can only be wiped out with a wave of his hand.
This is the arrogance of a king!!
"I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and surrender, and you can become my slaves."
"Pfft."
Meng Yu shook his head and smiled, then turned to look at Ning Wuchuan.
But at this moment, the corner of the mouth of this madman who had always been unsmiling actually raised a playful arc.
The second-grade earth supreme is indeed a bit challenging.
However, real killing is never about killing the weak, but... killing the strong!
In this way, the game will be interesting.
"Who comes first?"
Ning Wuchuan asked calmly.
Meng Yu grinned and stretched his muscles, "I'll do it first, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have a chance later."
"Um?"
Hearing the conversation between the two people below, Long Aotian's face clearly flashed with gloom.
These two holy ants were actually discussing the order of action in front of him?
How dare they?
"Those who don't know whether to live or die, how dare you dare to provoke this Holy Son like you?"
Long Aotian gritted his teeth fiercely, and dragon patterns swirled around his body, turning into a divine shadow reaching the sky, arrogant.
At this moment, his figure seemed to be filled with gold, with fine scales and a dazzling golden glow.
Then, he stretched out his palm, and thousands of divine patterns suddenly gathered together, like a curtain of meteor showers, heading towards Meng Yu to suppress it.
This kind of fluctuation was so terrifying that it directly split the ancient mountain below into pieces and penetrated countless bottomless cracks.
"Um?"
Looking at the majestic falling golden dragon talisman, Meng Yu frowned slightly, his eyes were filled with magic light, and he also felt great oppression.
You must know that even if he practices hard day and night, his current state is only the fifth level of the Talented Saint Realm, which is far from Long Aotian.
only!!
It is impossible to ask him to retreat.
"Buzz!"
As a buzzing sound resounded, the demonic glow revived outside Meng Yu's side, and puppet shadows rushed out, trying to stop the dragon talisman.
But, it's useless.
When the dragon talisman passed by, even the order of heaven seemed to be suppressed and shattered, it was unstoppable!!
"boom!!"
Seeing this scene, a wry smile suddenly appeared on Meng Yu's face. He turned to look at Ning Wuchuan and said, "Brother Wuchuan, I don't think I can beat him."