Shura God Emperor

The closest to the present are the five gods.

But the five great gods are already a legend, more than ten thousand years ago, and they are the nearest gods.

Golden Wing Dapeng said indifferently: "Yes, Beiming has many monsters. The **** of Beiming is the **** who guards Beiming, but those are all very remote things."

Xiao Yu seemed to have thought of a possibility, and asked: "Is this **** of the North Ming also joined the battle of the gods?"

When it comes to the battle of the gods, Xuan Lei Beast and others, and Qing Yin's expression changed.

The battle of the gods is a very remote matter. The gods have passed 100,000 years, and the gods may be hundreds of thousands of years old.

This has become a legend.

Golden Wing Roc nodded, there seemed to be memories in his eyes.

Xiao Yu thought to himself, I'm afraid that such a remote thing, that level of battle, cannot be part of the Golden Winged Great Peng.

Immediately, the Golden Winged Roc returned to his integrity and said: "You can go to Beiming to hide, so that they will not find you, even if they know where you are, they dare not move you."

Mu Feng's eyes seemed to flicker, but he quickly shook his head in denial, saying: "Just now you said that the **** of Beiming participated in the battle of the gods, which means that Beiming no longer has a protector. Isn't it easy to go where?"

"Boy, you are wrong."

Golden Wing Roc said indifferently: "You are afraid that without the **** of Beiming, Beiming will let the creatures outside be presumptuous, right? I tell you that although the **** of Beiming is dead, his thoughts are still there. The North Ming is immortal, and the Xuanwu clan can never set foot inside."

Xiao Yu could clearly feel that between the words, the Golden Winged Dapeng was full of an arrogant attitude.

After all, he is the former King of the North Underworld, and above him is the God of the North Underworld.

Even after so many years, he still has a very high position and right to speak for the land of the North Ming.

Xiao Yu suddenly asked, "I have an idea, if you return to Beiming..."

Golden-winged Dapeng's eyes burst into light, saying: "Then I am Kunpeng with the same body, and I am the king in the sea!"

"Hiss~~~"

Xiao Yu gasped suddenly, what pride filled the Golden Wing Roc's words!

The whole audience was infected, and the eyes of the Golden Winged Roc were a little reverent.

Jin Wing Dapeng's eyes immediately returned to calm.

Countless years of experience, as well as xinxing, have long allowed Golden Wing Roc to see everything in the world.

For a free and bohemian monster beast, being free is his greatest pursuit.

It is such an independent and distinct character that makes the Golden Wing Roc stand out from the crowd.

Even if there is only the strength of the ranking list now? He has seen the world and traveled for nine days, even if he died, he has no regrets.

Of course, Xiao Yu could feel more clearly. It is precisely because of these great ups and downs that the Golden Winged Roc's desire to return to the peak must be even greater.

No wonder he has always felt that the Golden Wing Roc's desire to restore strength is much greater than that of Qiongqi.

Because Qiongqi's bloodline was suppressed by the law after he fell to the lower plane, thus regressing.

But what about the Golden Wing Roc?

He was so powerful when he was born, but he gave up his ease and chose to take risks, and then he was suppressed by the mighty, his body was barely destroyed, and he became a spirit.

This kind of twists and turns, I'm afraid no one can imagine it.

"Well, the advice has been given to you. As for how to do it, you can choose for yourself."

After the Golden Wing Roc spoke, it turned into golden light and entered Xiao Yu's body.

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