Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 546 Lang Tian Xing belongs to your second uncle
boom!
Yu Wenxian kicked the coffin standing in front of him away, and immediately flew into the sky with the net bag in his hand, not wanting to continue entanglement with this coffin seller.

Langtian Xingbao fan closed, and sighed slightly: "The business is getting more and more difficult these days. I haven't sold another coffin for a whole year. It's really a failure."

"Lang Tianxing, your second uncle, is it important for your junior brother, or selling your coffin!?" Yan Feiyun's roar came from the sky.

"Don't be in a hurry."

Naturally, Lang Tianxing would not watch his junior brother being made into a puppet, he said to Moyu Jinxuanying who was lying on the side: "Xiao Yu, save my junior brother, and also capture that puppet Mr. If you find a client, you can’t let him go like this.”

The Black Feather Golden Profound Eagle is aloof by nature and has never paid attention to any living beings, but the relationship between it and Lang Tianxing is obviously very harmonious. Hearing the words, he nodded his head and opened his wings, like a hurricane whistling in the mountains, and disappeared in an instant.

Holding the net bag, Yu Wenxian stepped across the void, and the scenery around him seemed to shift shape and change positions. It was ten miles away in one breath, and the speed was extremely fast, but compared with the overlord of the sky like Moyu Jinxuanying, it was insignificant.

Huhu
The Black Feather Golden Profound Eagle flapped its wings and flew towards it. The air flow surged violently, and the wind and cloud collapsed, almost breaking through the speed of light. Not to mention the naked eye, it was difficult for the spiritual sense to catch its figure.

Yu Wenxian's complexion changed slightly, and he called out a hundred puppets, each with a surge of light, and then the hundred puppets formed a seal together, and the mottled lines evolved in the void, and finally turned into a nine-story pagoda, facing the black-feathered golden black eagle. Falling down, trying to trap him in the tower.

The latter has a trace of the blood of Suzaku and Xuanniao. He has extremely high intelligence and is not weak in human beings. Seeing this, a pair of eagle eyes flashed disdain, and he raised his head and let out a cry. Just like torrents and torrents, huge waves are ups and downs, where the sound waves pass, thousands of miles around are all exploded, one after another high mountains collapsed, one piece after another of the land sank madly, and it was a mess in a blink of an eye.

Boom!
With a muffled sound, the nine-story pagoda collapsed on the spot, turning into countless bubbles of light, and the hundreds of puppets were also annihilated one after another, turning into a pile of ashes.

Da da da.
Even Yu Wenxian couldn't bear the sky-shattering howl of the black-feathered golden black eagle, and his feet retreated in the void. Every time he took a step back, a deep footprint would be left in the void, and there would be ripples like water. Half a sound will dissipate.

Whoosh!

The black-feathered golden black eagle spread its wings and flew away, like an arrow off the string, a wild bird of prey, and flew to Yu Wenxian in the blink of an eye. With a hook of the eagle's beak, it put the net bag in its hand in its mouth, and then opened its beak, and spit out several With a sharp wind blade, the seemingly extremely tough net bag was broken instantly, and Yan Feiyun also regained his freedom.

"Thank you, Xiaoyu, I'll treat you to some good spiritual wood seeds some other day." Yan Feiyun rolled over in the sky and landed on the eagle's back, grinning.

Moyu Jinxuanying nodded, showing an air of kindness for you.

Yan Feiyun turned his eyes, looked at Yu Wenxian, and said coldly: "Mother Xipi's puppet, now our roles have been reversed, Xiao Yu, beat him!"

Yu Wenxian's expression was gloomy, with a cold light in his eyes: "Do you think you can win by relying on a rare bird of prey? Today I will not only take you away, but also take away this black-feathered golden black eagle, a black bird with a red bird A bird of blood, presumably can make a puppet no worse than you."

(End of this chapter)