4434--Andrew Promoted to the middle stage of Daluo
"Avenge me!"
Qingtian's last words were full of unwillingness and anger.
The power of this self-destruction should have been enough to kill the Six-Winged Golden Roc.
But at the critical moment, the six-winged golden roc spit out his heart, burst into pieces, and turned into a large piece of golden light that poured into his body.
An extremely huge amount of energy poured into the Six-winged Golden Roc's body. The form of the Six-winged Golden Roc seemed to have undergone some astonishing changes, and endless power surged out from his body!
"You want to drag me to the funeral? It's a dream!"
Feng Sheng's eyes were filled with blood, the meridians all over his body were bulging, and his feathers were standing on end. He broke free from Qingtian's restraints with the force of shaking the mountains. At the moment Qingtian self-destructed, he soared into the sky and escaped from the center of the explosion.
"Boom boom boom!"
The endless explosions shattered the sky and the earth, the ear-piercing roaring explosions lasted for a long time, and the violent bombings made all the demon cultivators on the battlefield tinnitus and deafen.
The armies of demon cultivators on both sides forgot about the fight for a moment.
When the white light of the explosion gradually faded away, a golden light from the explosion soared into the sky with the force of breaking through clouds and cracking rocks, like a dazzling sun rising slowly.
The dazzling light covered everything, even gradually overshadowing the light after Qingtian's self-destruction.
"What on earth is this..."
Qingcang Qingyu and a dozen of the surviving elders of the giant ape clan stared intently at the rising golden sun, feeling an extremely bad premonition in their hearts.
"boom!!!"
at this time.
The scorching sun suddenly exploded, and Feng Sheng's body kept twisting and tearing, and turned into a roc eagle with a golden-winged Kun head and star-like leopard eyes!
This roc eagle is huge in size, and the feathers on its wings and body are red-gold, emitting an astonishing flash of light, its pleats are shining, and it is noble and sharp.
The Dapeng sculpture is 30,000 meters long, and its whole body is surrounded by golden light threads as dense as a tornado. Two golden flames are burning in its sharp eagle eyes, as if it is arrogant and unruly!
"Chirp!"
The Dapeng Eagle let out a huge scream, and the terrifying spiritual pressure swept across the entire battlefield like a storm. The aura was extremely frightening!
When all the demon cultivators heard this demonstrative roar, their bodies froze and felt a great sense of oppression.
This feeling is the oppression of the blood and the trembling of the soul!
"The top true spirit, the golden-winged roc!?"
The monster cultivator of the giant ape tribe saw the golden-winged roc eagle suddenly appearing in mid-air. His face was horrified, and his eyes showed strong unwillingness and despair.
Never would have imagined that the Dapeng clan could actually summon a top-notch true spirit like the Golden-winged Dapeng!
"Ah! It's the ancestors appearing!"
"Meet the ancestors!"
"Ancestors, please save us!"
When the remaining demon cultivators from the Dapeng tribe saw this scene, their eyes suddenly lit up and their faces looked ecstatic.
"well!"
Only the great elder of the Dapeng tribe sighed, as things would eventually end like this.
Their Dapeng tribe had a top-notch true spiritual golden-winged Dapeng hundreds of millions of years ago. When that ancestor ascended, he left a blood mark and sealed a ray of his own soul using a secret method.
Later generations of Dapeng clan chiefs will inherit this ancestral blood seal.
This blood seal is very special and must be sealed in the heart, and the blood essence must be used to continuously warm and nourish the blood seal to keep the energy in the blood seal from dissipating.
After using the blood seal, the owner of the blood seal can transform into the physical body of the Golden-winged Dapeng within ten minutes, and gain 30% of the strength of the Golden-winged Dapoc!
However, the cost of using the blood seal is quite serious. It will consume nine-tenths of the blood and vitality of the owner of the blood seal, causing permanent internal damage to the body and never being able to recover. Nine-tenths of life span will be lost!
The leader of the Dapeng tribe will never use the blood seal unless the clan is exterminated and he is in danger of death.
Feng Sheng had previously felt the threat of death before Qingtian's self-destruction, and used the blood seal to forcibly transform into a golden-winged roc, and his strength skyrocketed!
"Ah! Old dog Qingtian, before you died, you bit my clan back, and you even caused me to force a blood seal, which cost me seven million years of life. You old beast, you beast!"
Feng Sheng, who had transformed into a golden-winged roc eagle, looked at the countless dead demon cultivators of the roc tribe below, and became completely mad and angry, and let out extremely violent curses.
A shocking roar shook all directions, like rolling thunder, and the space was distorted and turbulent.
The harsh sound shocked all the demon cultivators on the battlefield.
"Who dares to scold me? I will tear him into pieces!"
Feng Sheng was already in an extremely bad mood, and when he heard the shocking yelling, he instantly became furious.
"It's me!"
A red-black light and shadow suddenly flew from the horizon in the distance, and the light and shadow continued towards the battlefield as if teleporting.
In the blink of an eye, the red and black light and shadow were clearly visible, and it turned out to be a red and black dragon!
The giant dragon has sharp antlers, dark golden pupils, and red and black dragon scales surging with intense light. Wherever it passes, the sky is dark, the earth is dark, and the sun and moon are without light!
"Zhu Jiuyin?"
Feng Sheng caught a glimpse of the red and black dragon flying from the sky, and let out an incredible exclamation.
Zhu Jiuyin is a name for the dragon holding the candle. Legend has it that the dragon holding the candle is the most mysterious and powerful dragon species, dormant in Zhongshan in the ancient demon world.
After all, Feng Sheng is also the leader of the Dapeng clan, so he still has some knowledge. The dragon holding a candle in front of him has an extremely terrifying aura, and it cannot be fake!
All the monster cultivators of the giant ape clan also looked up at the dragon carrying the candle flying in the sky. The huge spiritual pressure and blood aura made people feel frightened and frightened. It was not much weaker than the golden-winged roc.
"You...are you Shen Lang?"
The dragon holding the candle could not appear in the ancient spiritual world. Feng Sheng immediately realized that the dragon holding the candle could only be Shen Lang's transformed form.
I don’t know what that monkey maniac did for food, but he actually allowed this kid to break through the Mahayana! No, this kid’s cultivation has actually reached the peak of the early Mahayana?
"Ancestor Qingtian, I, Shen Lang, am a step too late!!!"
Shen Lang had already noticed the traces of Qingtian's ancestor's self-destruction. He was heartbroken and his voice was heartbreaking.
Ancestor Qingtian was very kind to him. In Shen Lang's heart, ancestor Qingtian was also the most respectable elder, but he ended up with the tragic end of self-destruction.
"Shen Lang!"
Qingcang and the surviving elders of the giant ape tribe were greatly shocked.
All the elders had expressions of disbelief. At this moment, Shen Lang's cultivation had miraculously reached the peak level of the early Mahayana.
"Brother Shen Lang!"
Qingyu clenched his fists, a glimmer of hope igniting in his eyes.
"Slaughter so many members of the giant ape tribe and force our ancestor Qingtian to death... Today, I, Shen Lang, will kill all the demon cultivators of the Dapeng tribe here and let you be buried with ancestor Qingtian!!!"
Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with extreme hatred. He wished he could tear every Dapeng demon cultivator here alive!
"You little bastard who doesn't know the heights of the world, so what if you break through the Mahayana? The old dog Qingtian is dead, I will operate on you first, so that you, the little bastard, can see the power of the blood seal of our golden-winged roc!"
Feng Sheng was furious, and the golden-winged roc made a sharp roar from its mouth. It spread its wings, and large golden light filaments rushed towards the candle-carrying dragon like a waterfall.