Just when Fang Fan was leaning on the Panlong chariot, sipping tea and playing with the snow rabbit, there was a sudden scream from the horizon.
Several iron-winged eagles fluttered their wings and came close to them from the horizon. Feeling the familiar aura, Fang Fan subconsciously felt a little more favorable towards them. He immediately understood in his heart that these were iron-winged eagles from the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.
The Golden-winged Dapeng clan, which ranks third among the top ten races, has a close relationship with Fang Fan.
The pinnacle conceived in the Golden-winged Dapeng clan is the golden eagle that Fang Fan saw back then.
The first time I saw that golden eagle, the apocalypse had just begun. At that time, the golden eagle had already reached the fifth level of strength and was fighting one of the twins of the supreme dragon.
Taking advantage of the emptiness of the Golden Eagle's nest, Fang Fan boldly dug out a bird's nest and obtained the precious Golden Emperor's true form.
This time it should be considered a feud, but things are strange, because Fang Fan did not move a single egg when he dug out the bird's nest, which prevented the relationship from falling into an irreversible situation. On the contrary, the Golden Eagle at that time even
I feel a lot of gratitude to Fang Fan in my heart.
It was obviously Fang Fan who stole the treasure, but he was still grateful. It was so amazing.
Later, as Fang Fan's strength increased, he met Golden Eagle several times, but Golden Eagle did not make a move.
At the last island in the middle of the lake, the snake chose to stay, and the golden eagle took the three newly hatched eagles and left directly. Fang Fan did not know where he was.
That is to say, when Fang Fan sensed its aura when Jue Dian appeared in the world, he discovered that it was the top of the Golden-winged Peng clan. In such a long time, it had completed the transformation from a golden eagle to a golden-winged roc, and moved towards
The ultimate road.
Sensing this familiar aura again, something similar to the ultimate metallic aura of the True Shape Diagram, Fang Fan definitely had reason to believe that the Golden-winged Dapeng had definitely comprehended something when he held the Golden Emperor's True Shape Diagram.
It is even possible that it has practiced the Golden Emperor's True Form Diagram, or a variant of the technique learned from the Golden Emperor's True Form Diagram.
Anyway, Fang Fan's inner emotions towards the Golden-winged Dapeng were quite complicated. He didn't feel much disgust when looking at these iron-winged eagles. He just drove the Panlong chariot to fly over, stood in front of them, leaned on the chariot, and said casually
asked.
"Are you still there? I thought you had left long ago."
"I've met the Human King."
The leader of the iron-winged eagle landed on Panlong's back and stood there, nodding towards Fang Fan like a gentleman, with a hint of awe flashing in his eyes.
It is also the ultimate gold of cultivation. It can feel the vast power in Fang Fan's body. In front of it, there is a difference between heaven and earth like a candlelight and a bright sun.
Moreover, Fang Fan exuded an imperial prestige, like an emperor in gold. This was a feeling that even the clan did not have. Facing Fang Fan, it seemed that it could not muster the will to resist.
"Mighty Human King, we are about to leave and return to our clan.
But my ancestor asked me to deliver an invitation to the king."
"invite?"
Fang Fan frowned slightly and looked at it in surprise.
"Yes, invitation. This is the invitation letter. It will point you in the direction to the clan area and allow you to enter and leave the clan area freely."
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint golden light floated out from the Iron-winged Eagle. Within the golden light was a feather that was like a piece of pure gold, exuding traces of metallic fluctuations, sharp and hard.
As soon as Fang Fan felt the aura on it, he knew that it was the feathers that had fallen from the golden-winged roc.
He reached out and took the feather, holding it heavily in his hand. He waved it casually and released golden sword energy.
With just a little tempering, this feather will turn into a fine sword, which is quite extraordinary.
"Okay, tell it, I will go when I have time."
"Yes, there is another request. It is a small and personal request, and I would like to ask the King to agree to it."
"Well, tell me, as long as it's not too much, I'll give you this face."
"Thank you so much, King Ren. This is a seal. It should be Emperor Qin's private seal. It is not a piece of equipment, but it is quite extraordinary to be by Emperor Qin's side all year round.
This is not the point, the main thing is that this private seal can also control some remaining formations in the small world.
For example, the formation to maintain the void channel, such as the spirit gathering formation in the dragon vein."
A small black seal as big as a fist floated in front of Fang Fan. It was dotted with some golden light. The style of the small black and gold seal was, well, noble and mysterious, which was Brother Zheng's taste.
"And my request is...please ask the Human King to be noble and let go of the few native innate mutated beasts in the small world.
They have always lived in a small world. As soon as the small world opened, they were visited by black turtles.
There is absolutely no threat to the human race at all. If the Human King lets them go, I promise to take them away and never appear in front of the Human King or any human race."
Fang Fan played with the small black and gold seal, with a slight smile on his lips.
"Is this a deal?"
"No, I dedicated the private seal to His Majesty the King. Regardless of whether the King agrees or not, the private seal will be dedicated to His Majesty.
This is just a heartfelt request."
Fang Fan looked at the iron-winged eagle standing on the back of the dragon like a gentleman. The power of the dragon emanating from the dragon had no effect on it.
After pondering for a moment, Fang Fan nodded.
"Okay, a quarter of an hour, you can take away the small world's native mutant beasts that survive after a quarter of an hour."
After Fang Fan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a huge hourglass appeared in the air, and at the same time, his voice sounded on the battlefield.
"After a quarter of an hour, all fighting will stop, and no more mutant beasts are allowed to be attacked."
The battle has been going on for a long time, and a quarter of an hour is probably the last time these military spirits can last.
Of course, this does not mean that these innate mutant beasts cannot be killed. If they really want to be killed, Guan Yu and Fang Fan, especially Fang Fan, can kill them one by one even if they do not have military souls.
Hunt and kill all these injured congenital mutated beasts.
No mutant beast can survive, this is Fang Fan's strength.
Furthermore, Dian Wei and Ye Lichou were unable to hold on to the Golden Emperor's Army. Seriously, Fang Fan could directly use the Golden Emperor's Army to gather the first-order military souls of ten thousand people. The Golden Emperor and the Xuan Emperor's Seat would directly start a battle here.
massacre.
Fang Fan knew this, and so did the Iron-winged Eagle, so it lowered its head and thanked him.
"Thank you so much for your kindness, King."
Others also heard Fang Fan's words. They didn't respond during the tense battle, but they showed it with actions.
But they were not the only ones who heard it, the mutant beasts also heard it. Suddenly, they changed from a last-ditch state to a dodge-to-save-for-life state, delaying as much time as possible and waiting for a quarter of an hour to pass.
Sand! Sand! Sand!
Time passed little by little, the sand fell at a steady speed, and Fang Fan played with the private seal.
At this moment, the last handful of sand is about to fall.
At this moment, a green sword energy broke through the sky and split an innate statue into two halves.
