Dragon Blood Valkyrie

Chapter 913 The Golden Winged Peng King
Fantian Jiaolong was startled, indeed, they didn't want to be sealed in the Martial Ancestor's Holy Mansion forever, but at the beginning, none of the souls of life were willing to become Fengyun's martial soul.

After all, Fengyun is the Martial Ancestor Celestial Body, and as its Martial Soul, it will surely face the next Martial Ancestor Celestial Body's death in the future.

Now, Fantian Jiaolong suddenly understood that being able to become Murong Feixue's martial soul didn't seem like a bad thing.

Fengyun then asked: "Fantasy Flood Dragon, what kind of spirit is in front?"

Fantian Flood Dragon's thoughts have changed a lot now, although he is still a little disgusted with Fengyun, but still said: "It's Ninth Brother Golden Winged Peng King!"

"Big monster?"

Fengyun said in surprise.

The monster clan has almost disappeared in the world, at least in the entire starry sky. The King of Gold Winged Peng is the legendary monster king of the monster clan, with extremely high talent.

It is rumored that the Golden Winged Peng King spreads his wings for hundreds of thousands of miles, is invincible in defense with golden feathers, and fights amazingly. He is an extremely powerful existence among the monster clan.

Before, Shi Chen just told Fengyun that the ninth martial spirit was a Peng King, so Fengyun was shocked when he heard Fantian Jiaolong say it.

The Fantian Flood Dragon is an ancient alien species, and it is rumored that it is also a monster race. However, after all, those are some sayings from ancient times, so Fengyun doesn't know whether the Fantian Flood Dragon is a big monster like the Golden Winged Peng King.

The Golden Winged Peng King, I am afraid its speed is faster than the flying Shenzhou.

If the Golden Winged Peng King is obtained, the speed of rushing back to the Sea of ​​​​Blood Stars will inevitably be doubled.

Fengyun was ecstatic in his heart.

If Fengyun hadn't given up on obtaining these life spirits, Fengyun really wanted to refine the Golden Winged Peng King into his own spirit.

Now, Murong Feixue has refined the Flooding Flood Dragon. Given the state and strength of her soul, it is not an easy task to continue refining other martial spirits, and the operation is not good, and it may even make her ruin life.

So when Feng Yun heard the name Golden Winged Peng King, Feng Yun was the first to think of Feng Xi'er.

"Let's go, let's meet the Golden Winged Peng King for a while." Feng Yun said excitedly.

And Fantian Flood Dragon suddenly turned his head to Murong Feixue and said: "Master, I still don't want to see my Ninth Brother, so for a while, you must not summon me out!"

Murong Feixue thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

Fengyun urged the ghost ghost boat to move forward rapidly, and even the Fantian Jiaolong had been subdued by Fengyun's people. Naturally, other weakwater flying fish and some special creatures in the weakwater lake did not dare to easily block Fengyun's way.

Therefore, the ghost ghost boat moved forward all the way, without any life blocking itself.

Soon, people left the lake with weak water.

"Fengyun, in front of you is Jinpeng Mountain, which is the residence of King Jinpeng. The Heaven-shaking Flood Dragon just sent me a voice transmission. This King Jinpeng has reached the peak of a saint, and his strength is very strong. Moreover, he is fast enough and has invincible defense. It's hard to beat it."

Murong Feixue came to Fengyun's side and said.

Fengyun nodded, and then put away the ghost boat.

This is indeed a stretch of mountains, with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

The trees are shady, the grass is fresh, and the flowers are blooming.

Birds chirped in the forest, and hares ran wild among the flowers.

Fish are swimming in the stream, and colorful clouds are flying in the sky.

What a wonderland on earth.

Fengyun really didn't expect that there was such a beautiful place within the Martial Ancestor's Holy Mansion.

The mountain is [-] meters high and goes straight to the cloud.

Fengyun knew that King Jinpeng was in this mountain range.

Moreover, Fengyun discovered that in this mountain range, King Jinpeng was not the only powerful existence.

There are some other monster giants in the mountains.

The giant here is not the realm, but the superpower of the monster clan.

It turned out that there are still monsters living in this mountain.

The Yaozu has almost disappeared.

But Fengyun believes that maybe in that big world, or in that hidden space, there are countless powerful monster races living there.

Even the Dragon Clan may not really disappear forever, they are just waiting. As for what to wait for, Feng Yun has no definite answer in his mind.

After arriving at the Martial Ancestor's Holy Mansion, everyone, as well as these strong men of the Desolate Beast Race, have been moving forward in a highly tense environment.

Now, between the beautiful mountains and clear waters, Feng Yun said with a smile: "Everyone, we have been here for a while now, why don't we take a rest among the mountains and forests?"

The three wild beasts and beast saints were taken aback for a moment. They knew very well that they didn't need to rest at all in their current state, but why did Fengyun say that?

The three wild beasts and beast saints glanced at each other. The three of them were not stupid, so they finally chuckled and nodded.

Among the mountains and forests, they found a place with relatively flat terrain, and the strong men stopped.

Fengyun and the others did not return to the soul world.

Fengyun decides to stop and rest, not because he really needs to rest, but because he is planning to investigate carefully in this relatively safe and peaceful place, what is the strength of the monster clan in this mountain range, and how far has their realm reached? what height.

And where is the Golden Winged Peng King at this time.

Fengyun's soul state is extremely high, sitting cross-legged, carefully exploring the distance.

At the same time, Fengyun's two major martial spirits, Guizong and Sheng Xiaoxie, have left the body and died.

Their concealment method is extremely powerful, equivalent to two scouts.

Time flies, it is already half a day later.

Fengyun opened his eyes.

In this mountain, there are absolutely no fewer monster masters who are so strong.

Among them are even holy monsters.

This point has never been encountered in weak water lakes before.

No matter in the flame desert, or in the weak lake, Fengyun, Murong Feixue, and the powerhouses of the desolate beast clans, as long as they are united in one place, it will not be difficult to deal with them.

After all, in the Flaming Desert, there was only one Martial Soul Flame Sand Demon, and in the Weak Water Lake, although there were still some Weak Water Flying Fish, the strength of the Weak Water Flying Fish was so poor that it could almost be ignored.

So it is still the trend of people besieging Fantian Flood Dragon, but when they come to this monster mountain, Fengyun has to work hard.

That King Jinpeng has unparalleled defense and extremely fast speed. Even if it cannot leave the monster mountain, it is extremely difficult to compare its speed in this monster mountain and catch it.

Because Fengyun couldn't be sure whether the formation that Sheng Xiaoxie had set up could temporarily trap him.

Also, in the monster mountain, there are countless strong monsters, at least the wild beasts must use most of their strength to deal with them.

Therefore, there is no chance of encircling Qi Zhan Golden Winged Peng King.

Thinking of this, Fengyun suddenly felt hatred in his heart, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Then he said: "Let's go, let's go meet the legendary King of the Golden Winged Peng for a while."

chi chi...

At this moment, Feng Xi'er also walked out from the soul world.

Patriarch five paragraphs.

It's not a very powerful realm, but its talent is enough to be called the number one in the human race.

Murong Feixue already knew about the relationship between Feng Yun and Feng Xi'er, so she didn't think much about it, and smiled lightly, with a trace of apology.

(End of this chapter)