Long after Tang Xuanming left with the golden-winged roc, thousands of people under the mountaintop broke out into a shocking discussion.
Before leaving, the young man named Chi You even casually wrote his record-breaking message on the top of the mountain.
"Chiyou killed the golden-winged roc here."
Pure-blood beasts have always been associated with power, terror, and terror. They have always hunted the world, entrenched themselves on the sacred mountains, and looked down on everyone.
The Golden-winged Dapeng clan is even more outstanding among them. They are born with extreme speed in the world and have been eating dragons since they were young. In various legends and even rumors, they have always been synonymous with invincibility.
But today, in the Void God Realm, under the witness of thousands of people, the most outstanding genius of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan was defeated with a single blow, and was picked up on his back like a prey, and walked away.
That kind of gesture, that casual and leisurely attitude, immediately detonated the entire virtual god world.
The crowd completely exploded, and even the entire Virtual God Realm exploded because of the words Tang Xuanming left after breaking the record.
In the wilderness, in the real world, the ancient sacred mountain that always stands high on Diaoyutai is located.
Mountains one after another are connected together, towering and majestic. The central peak even reaches into the sky, as if it is a passage connecting the residence of the Emperor of Heaven and mortals.
That is the ancient sacred mountain!
Miraculous medicines are everywhere, old medicines are fragrant, and there are even legendary Bazhen chickens walking leisurely through the mountains and forests.
Pure-blood beasts that are rare or even hard to see in the outside world are walking around at will.
Anyone who comes here will be shocked.
A middle-aged man with blond hair walked in a hurry. He had some characteristics of a roc on his body. His appearance looked like a human, but his lower body had the claws of a golden-winged roc.
This is the servant of the sacred mountain, a golden-winged roc with impure blood.
He walked up to the top of a mountain in panic, where one end was covered in gold, like a golden-winged roc standing on the top of the cliff, looking down from the sacred mountain.
Although it is in a complete animal form, the golden-winged roc's eyes are full of wisdom and majesty.
"How rude is it to act in such a panic? You have completely destroyed the majesty of the sacred mountain."
He scolded softly, causing the middle-aged servant to lie on the ground in fear, not daring to speak.
The middle-aged man's actions made the Golden-winged Dapeng even more disdainful. He held his head high and still looked at the clouds and clouds in front of him. His posture was full of big shots, which made the middle-aged servant sweat profusely and almost
I opened my mouth for the first time but didn't dare to speak.
"Uncle is indeed right. Maintaining such a posture is indeed conducive to establishing dignity."
Seeing that the middle-aged servant was sweating profusely, the golden-winged roc with feathers like satin started to tremble with fear, and then slowly asked: "What happened? To make you so panicked, if your answer cannot satisfy me
, then you can go to the bottom of the sacred mountain and guard the dungeon."
The middle-aged servant couldn't help but tremble when he heard the word "dungeon". It was a place where prisoners were held in the sacred mountain. The environment was the worst. It was rumored that there was even a Venerable being imprisoned in the deepest part of the dungeon.
I don’t know how many cruel and terrifying people have been imprisoned in it since ancient times. Some people have died, but they have left lasting memories, and some are still alive today.
Any guard in the dungeon of the Holy Mountain will face intrusion and attacks from these terrifying characters. It can be said that only those who have made significant sacrifices up and down the Holy Mountain will be sent to guard the dungeon.
The guards of the Kailash Dungeon usually don't live more than three years.
With his level of cultivation, if he were to guard the dungeon for less than half a year, he would be corroded by the remnants of the dead people in the dungeon and die directly.
"Young... Master, Second Young Master, Second Young Master was captured in the Virtual God Realm and his whereabouts are unknown."
"What? You bastard, it's such an urgent matter, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The golden-winged roc flew into a rage and was no longer as calm as before. He slapped the cowering servant in front of him until he vomited blood, then fluttered his wings and flew down from the cliff with no bottom.
…
boom!
The prototype appeared. The golden-winged roc with a big hole in its wings was thrown to the ground by Tang Xuanming. The huge force caused a hole to appear on the ground. The golden-winged roc looked sluggish and no longer looked as divine as before.
Jun and Yingwu are more like a plucked rooster, wilting and crowing.
Tang Xuanming didn't care about the life or death of the Golden-winged Dapeng. He slapped the Golden-winged Dapeng on the head to wake up the seriously injured Dapeng, and stepped on the Golden-winged Dapoc's slender neck.
, pressed to ask.
"Show me the magic of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan."
The golden-winged Dapeng, who looked extremely depressed, sneered, turned his head, and ignored Tang Xuanming at all.
Tang Xuanming was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said calmly: "It seems that I am too gentle and that makes you think that I am a soft persimmon. So today I am here to experience the arrogance of the golden-winged roc."
The golden-winged roc felt the crisis from Tang Xuanming's calm words, and struggled with all its strength. Unfortunately, it was not a match for Tang Xuanming in its heyday, let alone when it was seriously injured.
To Tang Xuanming, the weak struggle was more like scratching an itch.
"I know a born supreme. He is very like my clan. He only sees food that can be eaten and food that can be eaten after being processed. I very much agree with his point of view."
The golden-winged roc looked confused, then its whole body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Tang Xuanming, who was talking leisurely as if chatting about everyday things, cut off its wings with a knife.
The golden-winged roc trembled violently because of pain, and looked at Tang Xuanming with eyes full of resentment and anger.
"As a member of a big foodie empire, how can you not taste the most top-notch mythical beast?"
Tang Xuanming seemed to be chatting about home affairs. He shook his hands and stood on the ground with a spear made of thunder and lightning, nailing the golden-winged roc there.
And he skillfully handled the roc's wings, which were a foot long in his hands, plucking the hair and removing the blood in one go.
"I've eaten a lot of grilled chicken wings, but I haven't tried grilled golden roc bird wings yet."
Tang Xuanming skillfully raised the fire and roasted the bird's wings under the golden-winged roc's cannibalistic gaze.
The golden-winged roc was unwilling, angry, and had a hint of deep-hidden fear.
He had lived on the sacred mountain since he was a child, and he had always heard of ferocious beasts like the Sky-Swallowing Bird swallowing hundreds of thousands of people at once, or of the Zhenjian clan destroying several tribes with one roar.
The powerful ancient relics wreaked havoc in the human territory with ease, killing all living beings like crushing ants.
Sometimes it's not just for food, it's even just for games.
Just like a child pouring boiling water on an ant's nest, it's just a matter of interest.
The blond boy liked that feeling, but he never thought that one day he would be treated like prey, hung on the barrel of a gun, and cut up at will.