Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 620 Golden Winged Roc (13)

"Chirp!!"

Just as Fang Fan was leaning on the Beaulieu chariot, sipping tea and pawing snow rabbits, a scream suddenly came from the sky.

A few iron-winged eagles came to the front from the sky with a flutter of wings. Fang Fan felt the familiar atmosphere, and subconsciously felt a little more favorable.

The Golden Winged Roc clan, ranked third among the top ten top races, really had a close relationship with Fang Fan.

The top of the golden-winged roc clan was the golden eagle that Fang Fan had seen before.

When I saw that golden eagle for the first time, the apocalypse had just begun. At that time, the golden eagle had already possessed the fifth-level strength, and was fighting with one of the second bodies of the first peak dragon.

Taking advantage of the empty nest of the Golden Eagle, Fang Fan bravely dug out a bird's nest, and obtained the precious picture of the true shape of the Golden Emperor.

This time it should be regarded as a feud, but the world is wonderful, because Fang Fan didn't move a single bird's egg when digging out the bird's nest, which prevented the relationship from falling into an irreversible situation. On the contrary, the Golden Eagle at that time was even in the There is a lot of gratitude to Fang Fan in my heart.

It is obvious that Fang Fan stole the treasure, but he still got gratitude, it is so strange.

Later, with the growth of Fang Fan's strength, he met Jin Ying several times, but Jin Ying didn't do anything.

At the end of the island in the middle of the lake, Jiao Snake chose to stay, and the Golden Eagle left with three newly hatched eaglets, and Fang Fan didn't know where he was.

That is to say, when Jue Dian appeared in the world, Fang Fan sensed its aura and realized that it is the Jue Dian of the Golden Winged Peng clan. In such a long time, it has completed the transformation from the Golden Eagle to the Golden Winged Roc, and has moved towards The ultimate path.

Sensing this familiar aura again, which is somewhat similar to the ultimate metallic aura of the real shape map, Fang Fan has every reason to believe that the Golden Winged Roc has definitely realized something when he held the Golden Emperor's true shape map.

It is even possible that it has practiced the Golden Emperor's True Shape Diagram, or a variant of the exercises learned from the Golden Emperor's True Shape Diagram.

Anyway, Fang Fan's inner emotions towards the golden-winged roc are quite complicated. Looking at these iron-winged eagles, he didn't feel much disgust. He just drove the Panlong chariot to fly over, lay in front of them, leaned on the chariot, and said casually. asked.

"Are you still there? I thought you had already left."

"I have seen the king."

The iron-winged eagle in the lead landed on Panlong's back, stood there, and nodded towards Fang Fan like a gentleman, with a bit of awe flashing in his eyes at the same time.

It is also the ultimate gold of cultivation, it can feel the vast power in Fang Fan's body, and in front of it, it is like the difference between the candlelight and the bright sun.

Moreover, Fang Fan exuded the prestige of an emperor, like an emperor in gold. This was a feeling that even the clan did not have. Facing Fang Fan, it seemed that it could not arouse the will to resist.

"Mighty king, we are about to leave and return to the clan.

But my ancestor asked me to deliver an invitation to the king. "

"invite?"

Fang Fan frowned slightly and looked at it in surprise.

"Yes, an invitation. This is an invitation letter. It will show you the direction to the clan land and allow you to enter and exit the clan land freely."

As soon as the words fell, a faint golden light floated from the iron-winged eagle's body. Inside the golden light was a feather like a cast of pure gold, exuding a trace of metallic fluctuations, sharp and hard.

As soon as Fang Fan sensed the breath above, he knew that it was the feathers that fell from the golden-winged roc.

Reaching out to take the feather, it was heavy in his hand, and when he waved it casually, he emitted golden sword aura.

This feather can kill a good sword with a little tempering, which is quite extraordinary.

"Okay, tell it, I'll go when I have time."

"Yes, there is another request, which is a small personal one, and I ask the king to agree."

"Well, say, as long as it's not too much, I'll sell your face."

"Thank you King, this is a seal, it should be Qin Huang's private seal, not equipment, but it is quite extraordinary to be by Qin Huang's side all year round.

This is not the point, the main thing is that this private seal can also manipulate some remaining formations in the small world.

For example, the array that maintains the void channel, such as the spirit-gathering array in the dragon vein. "

A small black seal the size of a fist floated in front of Fang Fan, dotted with some golden light. The small seal in the style of black gold, um, noble and mysterious, is the taste of Brother Zheng.

"And my request is to ask the human king to show his noble hand and let go of the few original mutant beasts in the small world.

They have always lived in the small world, and they were approached by the black turtle as soon as the small world was opened.

There is absolutely no threat to the human race. If the human king lets them go, I promise to take them away and never appear in front of the human king, never in front of any human race. "

Fang Fan played with the small black and gold seal, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Is this a deal?"

"No, I dedicated the private seal to Mr. Wang, regardless of whether Mr. Wang agrees or not, the private seal will be dedicated to Mr. Wang.

This is just a heartfelt request. "

Fang Fan looked at the iron-winged eagle standing on the back of Panlong like a gentleman, and the dragon power emanating from Panlong did not affect it in any way.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Fan nodded.

"Okay, for a quarter of an hour, you can take away the small world native mutants that survived in a quarter of an hour."

After Fang Fan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a huge hourglass appeared in the air, and his voice sounded on the battlefield at the same time.

"After a quarter of an hour, all fighting will stop, and no more hands shall be made against the mutant beast."

The battle has been going on for quite a long time, about a quarter of an hour is the last time these army souls can last.

Of course, this does not mean that these innate mutant beasts cannot be killed. If you really want to kill them, even if you don’t have a military soul, Guan Yu and Fang Fan, especially Fang Fan, Fang Fan in his prime can completely kill them one by one. All these injured congenital mutant beasts were hunted down.

No mutant beast can survive, this is Fang Fan's strength.

Furthermore, it is Dian Wei and Ye Lichou who can't hold on to the Jindi Legion. If it's serious, Fang Fan will directly use the Jindi Legion to gather the first-order army souls of ten thousand people, Jindi and Xuandi, and start a battle here. massacre.

Fang Fan knew this, and so did the Iron Winged Eagle, so it lowered its head and thanked.

"Thank you King for your kindness."

The others also heard Fang Fan's words, and they didn't respond in the tense battle, but they showed it with actions.

But they were not the only ones who heard it, the mutated beasts also heard it. Immediately, they changed from the state of fighting to the last ditch to the state of dodging and saving their lives, delaying the time as much as possible, waiting for a quarter of an hour to pass.

sand!sand!sand!
Time passed bit by bit, the sand fell at a constant speed, and Fang Fan played with the private seal.

At this moment, the last pinch of sand is about to fall.

At this moment, a cyan saber aura broke through the sky, splitting a Xiantian statue in half.

At this moment, the battle is over!

(End of this chapter)