Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 228 The Golden Wing Xiaopeng King Is Here

Everyone talked as they walked, and soon entered the spacious palace.

Beautiful demon women stood on both sides. They were really beautiful and charming, as if they had entered the heaven of the demon tribe.

Several young demon clansmen were sitting there, the most eye-catching one was undoubtedly the Golden Winged Peng King.

His eyes are extremely sharp, his complexion is fair, his blond hair shawls, exuding a sun-like golden color, he looks handsome and stalwart.

"This is the Golden Winged Little Peng King." The Tsing Yi Little Dragon King took the initiative to introduce.

The Golden Winged Peng King stood up and nodded towards everyone.

Then the little dragon king in green introduced Tu Fei and his party.

When he heard Ye Fan's name, the eyes of the Golden Winged Peng King immediately shot out two dazzling lights, which was breathtaking.

"But Ye Fan, who has the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things?"

Ye Fan nodded, thinking secretly, the energy of the Ji family is really strong, and almost everyone who cares about him knows the news about him.

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King didn't allow him to think too much, he just took action.

"Chichi!"

His golden claws flashed, and he grabbed Ye Fan, looking very terrifying. This is an extremely powerful move of the Pengniao Claw, and it is a killer when it comes up.

The huge claws manifested by the Golden Winged Peng King covered the entire hall, as if they could tear apart the void and shroud Ye Fan below.

Zhang Wenchang had long known that the Golden Winged Peng King was going to kill him. He didn't want to give the birdman a chance to show off, so he had been secretly planning a counterattack.

In the small golden lake between his eyebrows, a small golden sword had already been born, and at this time, under the golden claws of the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, a bright golden light flowed upstream.

This divine consciousness takes form and directly kills the Golden Winged Peng King's sea of ​​consciousness. As long as he is hit, he will definitely be killed in one blow.

Zhang Wenchang's spiritual consciousness was already powerful. After devouring the golden fruit of the Nine Wonders of the Immortal Medicine and practicing the Qianzi Secret, his spiritual consciousness was incredibly powerful.

This three-inch long golden sword is extremely gorgeous. When passing through the hall, many people suddenly changed their colors. This is a kind of spiritual coercion, which makes people feel breathless.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King, whose figure was like a ghost, disappeared in the same place with a flash of golden light without a sound.

This is Tianpeng's extreme speed, and it is the capital of the Golden-winged Tianpeng family to dominate the world.

The speed of Zhang Wenchang's little sword of spiritual consciousness is astonishingly fast, and ordinary practitioners must not be able to react, but the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King used his amazing speed to escape the catastrophe.

"Tianpeng's speed is indeed amazing, worthy of being the fastest in the world."

"It's really the fastest speed in the world!"

Several demon clans were talking about it, praising the Golden Winged Peng King for his amazing speed.

However, the next moment, the Golden Winged Peng King turned pale, and a strand of golden hair fell from his forehead, just like a ray of sunshine falling to the ground.

The forehead bone of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King suddenly cracked open, and bright red blood flowed out.

With a click, a metal piece the size of a fist emerged, protecting his consciousness, and Xiantai, which was the treasure given to him by the old Peng King, to prevent being seized by others and the attack of the primordial spirit, allowing him to escaped.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me from killing the Holy Body?" The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he stared at Zhang Wenchang closely.

"I, Li Ming, Ye Fan's friend." Zhang Wenchang said lightly.

"You are very good, but you actually hurt me. It's useless for anyone to come today. You will definitely die."

The murderous intent in the eyes of Golden Winged Xiaopeng King flowed like a golden wind. He reached forward with his big hand and turned into a golden claw. This time he didn't hurt Ye Fan, but went straight for Zhang Wenchang.

"I want to kill you, but no one can save you!" The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was still mumbling.

With a bang, there was a flash of blue light, and the little dragon king in green took action, blocking his big golden claws: "Brother Peng, what do you mean?"

"King Golden Winged Peng, why did you come up and kill Ye Fan?" The bandit was also angry. He brought Ye Fan and Zhang Wenchang, and King Golden Winged Peng was going to kill them both indiscriminately. , obviously slapping him in the face.

At this time, Ye Fan's eyes were also flashing with light. It was obvious that he also planned to use his powerful spiritual consciousness to kill the Golden Winged Peng King.

Seeing that Zhang Wenchang's attack was ineffective, was he secretly planning to use the green jade turtle again?

Zhang Wenchang, but he knew that when he entered the Taichu Ancient Mine, the jade-like tortoise he got was not a simple thing. It contained the corpse of the rotten Emperor Zhun. The whole small world will probably be destroyed.

"Of course I want to take the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things. I will kill anyone who stops me! This boy, you are dead." The Golden Winged Xiaopeng King glanced at Ye Fan and Zhang Wenchang, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the two. People, said domineeringly, and the tone did not allow others to refute.

"What's the difference between killing people and seizing treasures? In order to snatch his treasures, you have to kill them?" the bandit said angrily.

"Obehave and offer the treasure. I can spare Ye Fan's life. If it doesn't disappoint me, then I will get it myself." The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King said lightly at this time, without any shame or looking at Ye Fan. And Zhang Wenchang, but a look of self-importance.

"Brother Peng is going too far. Brother Ye is my guest. It's not good to do this." The little Jiao King in green frowned at this time. He was a little helpless for being so domineering towards this overbearing guest.

"This ancient waste body is not a guest at all. If you kill both of them, you will kill them. What's the use of keeping them?" Gold-winged Xiaopeng Wang glanced at Ye Fan and Zhang Wenchang indifferently.

"Originally I planned that if you keep the Xuanhuang Origin Root, I can spare your lives, but if you dare to attack me, I decided to let you die without any body parts." The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King looked down at Zhang Wenchang, with a crazy expression in his eyes. Killing intent.

At this time, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King had his hands behind his back, his blond hair was flying, and his eyes exuded an astonishing divine light.

That domineering arrogance of being the only one in the sky and the earth brought a strong sense of oppression to the monster race in the hall.

"Brother Peng, why are you like this?" The little dragon king in green stepped forward to stop him.

"Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, don't go too far, if you kill others, can they even resist?" The bandits also stepped forward to stop them.

"Today they will die!" The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes shot out a divine light as sharp as a blade. , a huge killing intent enveloped the three bandits and one dog.

In this spacious palace, ruthless killing intent permeated the air. King Gold Wing Xiaopeng pulled out its scabbard like a sharp long knife, and the surrounding monster girls trembled from the sharp killing intent.

Zhang Wenchang knows that facing this extremely conceited and violent monster, only by fighting him can he win respect in this monster world where strength is valued.

(Dear readers, I always thought that the readers of Shatian were all men. I was very surprised to see that about [-]% of my reading statistics were female readers.)
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