Over Lingnan, the golden-winged roc flapped its wings and flew at full speed while laughing crazily.
A few months ago, its left wing was cut off by a monk with a sword, and it was seriously injured. Its cultivation level dropped drastically. After that, it was hunted down by experts from all the Zhongtu Shudao sects, and even some Jiedushi Daemons joined in.
The cavalcade chasing it.
Those were undoubtedly the darkest months in its demon life, even more humiliating than when it was sealed by Buddhism more than twenty years ago.
After all, there were thirty-five other demon lords who were sealed back then, but now he is the only one being hunted.
Originally, it was disheartened and was just trying to get by, but it never expected that its wings could be regained one day after another.
"Hahahaha, luckily he is a monk. If it were someone else, he might have roasted my wings and eaten them!
Huh? No, it was him who cut off my wings, and it was he who made me end up like this! What should I thank him for?
Humph, if this monk wasn't so terrifying, I would never give up!"
The golden-winged Dapeng thought in his heart. Although he felt a little aggrieved, it was soon diluted by the joy of regaining his freedom.
Feeling that he was getting further and further away from the terrifying monk, the smile in the eyes of the golden-winged roc became brighter and brighter.
But as it flew, it felt something was wrong.
The night is like ink, dotted with stars, and the moonlight is like water, spreading over the mountains, rivers, land and dense forests beside the river below.
It has been flying for a stick of incense, and it stands to reason that it should have left the jungle in the lower reaches of the Nanjiang River long ago.
But the reality is that the mountains, rivers, and dense forests below it have always existed. Even the water on the mountain peaks and the rhythm of the leaves swaying in the evening breeze have never changed. It seems that I have never left from the beginning to the end.
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"What...is going on?"
Golden-winged Dapeng felt a trace of panic in his heart.
It couldn't help but think of the Demon Lord it met many years ago, not long after it was born from that ancient strange egg.
Although I was young at that time, I already had a flying speed comparable to that of wind and thunder. I wanted to fly over the demon king, but I was caught by the magic net released by the demon. No matter how hard I tried to fly now, I couldn't fly.
go out.
In the end, he had no choice but to be implanted with a trace of demonic nature by the other party and became a monster.
Fortunately, it is extremely talented and possesses ancient bloodline, so that trace of demonic nature does not allow it to become a puppet and be controlled by the devil.
However, his temper became more and more violent, his temperament was weird, he was cruel and murderous, and he liked to make friends with great demons and overseas strangers with the same temperament, and gradually he became known as the Peng Demon King.
Over the long years, it has always been accompanied by darkness and blood. Although it has not become a demon, it has fallen deeper and deeper into the devil's path.
Until that year, it accidentally passed by Shenjia Village at the foot of Youdang Mountain. When resting on a tea tree at the entrance of the village, it unexpectedly met a human girl who was not afraid of herself. Not only did she always like to sing some unpleasant human songs, but she also liked to chatter.
Tell yourself some boring trivia.
It was disdainful and thought that if the girl dared to come the next day, it would tear her into pieces and eat her.
But on the second day, for some reason, it still listened to what the girl had to say.
The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... Before I knew it, it had been accompanying the girl for several years. It gradually became accustomed to the girl confiding her thoughts to him, and even the human ditty no longer sounded so unpleasant.
Before the girl got married, it saw the girl crying secretly, and suddenly felt the urge to help her escape.
It asked its overseas friend, the Demon Lord Tianyi of Junzi Kingdom, for a panacea. He thought it could help the girl escape from bad luck, but unexpectedly, it led the girl named Xiaoqian into another nightmare that would never be recovered.
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Since then, it has developed a slight dislike for demons.
However, it knows that it is also a demon. This kind of disgust and hatred makes it deeper and deeper, making it difficult to escape...
Memories of past events are like sand leaking from the gap in a bag, pouring down and making it difficult to control.
At this moment, the golden-winged Dapeng heard a sound of Buddha's chant:
"Amitabha, it seems that the one who caught you back then was the Juetian Demon Ancestor. Since you want to seek liberation, why did you run away just now? Don't you know that Buddha is the enemy of demons, and the one who can best help you to escape is me, the Buddha
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The golden-winged roc's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
It’s Yichen’s voice!
He is still here! And he saw my inner thoughts! Stop it, stop it...
While restraining his thoughts, the golden-winged roc increased his speed, flapped his wings with all his strength, and flew forward.
But the monk's laughter always echoed in his ears, never drifting far away, making him dizzy and confused.
"You...where are you? Come out! Stop pretending!"
The golden-winged roc flew away and asked, with a fierce look and a pale heart, and his eyes kept wandering in all directions.
The monk's chuckle rang out: "You shouldn't ask where the young monk is, but you should ask...where are you."
At Zhou Yi's reminder, a gleam of clarity appeared in the eyes of the golden-winged roc. Wherever he looked, the sky and the earth in all directions were swaying slightly, like waves... no, like two pieces of cloth.
The golden-winged roc was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
It finally understood why it recalled the past. The incarnation of the Demon Ancestor used a magic net to capture its childhood self.
But now, the terrifying monk actually covered himself with his sleeve mask!
It seems that I have flown thousands of miles away, but in fact, I have not even been able to leave half a step away!
"Genjutsu...no!"
The golden-winged roc was so flustered that it stopped flying forward and soared directly into the sky, trying to break through the monk's sleeves that turned into the sky.
Suddenly there was a loud noise in my ears.
The "mountains, rivers and ground" beneath it shook violently.
Boom!
A mountain peak suddenly rose from the ground, towering into the clouds, and crashed towards it.
The golden-winged roc panicked and quickly avoided it.
However, the next moment, another mountain peak emerged from the ground, and in a moment, it penetrated into the sky clouds.
The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one...the five giant peaks stand tall in the sky and the earth, crossing the sky and covering the golden-winged roc.
The golden-winged roc has increased its flying speed to the extreme, but no matter how it moves, twists, and flies up and down, it is only flying around the mountain peaks, in vain, in vain, and it is getting further and further away from the sky...
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On the other side of the Nanjiang River, Zhou Yi had a faint smile on his face, turned over his robe sleeves and raised his fingers lightly.
The golden light the size of a bullet scurried back and forth between the five fingers under the sleeve, like a headless fly, constantly hitting the wall.
Lord Pingjiang, Hei Wuchang, Master Yunhua, including the Dragon Palace masters and Yiren ancestors in the distance, quietly looked at the seemingly real and illusory scene in front of them, their eyes particularly complicated.
They witnessed with their own eyes the whole process of the golden-winged roc trying to escape, but was covered by Zhou Yi with his sleeves and played around with him.
That is the golden-winged roc demon king who is famous for his flying speed!
But when it fell into the palm of Holy Monk Yichen, there was not even a drop of water splashing...