I am Really not a Child of Luck (I Am Really Not The Son of Providence)

Master Bilian.

As the title Zhang Yunxi came out, all the black mist fluctuated violently.

Obviously, those Venerables who were hidden in the black mist were extremely uneasy.

"It's a variant of the seventh-grade fortune-telling green lotus, the blue sky lotus."

"Could it be Bilian Tianzun Chu Longhe, hurry up!"

One after another, the black mist exploded in an instant, and many Venerables turned into swift shadows and fled in all directions.

Because they knew very well what the green lotus flower in front of them represented.

That is one of the most difficult masters in the entire Eastern Wilderness!

Nascent Soul Stage powerhouses are extremely fast, and in an instant they are already far away.

However, at this moment, a chuckle sounded in the void.

"Dare to touch my senior niece, do you still want to run away?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a dozen flames suddenly burst out from the green lotus flower.

Those flames were the color of jasper, and they were crystal clear and beautiful.

They suddenly cut through the sky and shot towards the black fog.

In a few breaths, all the black mist caught up.

...

The blue flame suddenly burst open, igniting the black mist and covering it.

Suddenly, there were bursts of shrill screams in the black fog.

In an instant, all the black fog burned the price, and the Venerable in the fog was completely burned to ashes.

Then those blue flames swept the storage rings and flew back.

All the flames condensed together and gradually turned into a figure.

The man condensed in front of everyone, an old Taoist priest.

I saw him with a childlike face, wearing gossip fairy clothes.

With a genial smile on his face, he seemed to be a true immortal.

Of course, if his hands are not full of storage rings.

The character of this world-renowned person can also be shaped more realistically.

Seeing this old Taoist priest, Zhang Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the uncle in front of him is notorious for his erratic behavior.

However, I have to admit that its strength is at the top level even in the entire Holy Land.

With him around, Shenxiao Longhu Pei is finally safe.

The old Taoist flashed and came to Zhang Yunxi's side in an instant.

He kicked out: "Xi'er, don't be afraid, this chicken can't hurt you."

...

boom!

The old Taoist's foot doesn't look mysterious, but it is terrifyingly powerful.

He kicked the golden-winged Dapeng eagle's wing with one kick and kicked it directly a hundred feet away.

The golden Peng Yu was stained with red-gold blood and floated down one by one in the sky.

Golden-winged Dapeng eagle's eyes are full of shock and fear: "How is this possible!"

It should be noted that the golden-winged Dapeng carving family has three powerful killers.

The first is their sharp claws, which can tear apart the void.

The second is their sharp beak, which can pierce through everything.

The third is their wings, with the world's top speed.

In addition, the wings of the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle also have powerful attack power.

Their wings are covered with feathers that are harder than black iron, like a peerless divine sword.

In battle, the wings of the Golden-winged Dapeng eagle can be used as a sword.

Even in the inheritance of the Peng clan, there is a sword technique that uses wings - Tianpeng Jiuzhuan.

This is an invincible pair of big killers.

But at this time, its wings were kicked apart by a human cultivator.

This is simply a great humiliation for the noble golden-winged Dapeng eagle family!

...

"Human, you pissed me off!"

"You will be the first god-transforming powerhouse to be killed since this king came to the Eastern Wilderness!"

"Look at my Tianpeng's first cut of nine cuts - cut mountains and rivers!"

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle flew up in anger, and its huge body burst into a glorious light.

A huge divine blade with a length of hundreds of feet appeared in the void and slashed towards the old Taoist priest.

Where the knife crossed, even the void was shattering.

Just like the name of this knife, it cuts mountains and rivers.

If you can practice this trick to the extreme, it will definitely be true!

The old Taoist looked at the huge golden-winged Dapeng eagle in the sky with a solemn expression.

"It's actually the royal family of the Peng Clan in the Southern Border, the Golden Winged Dapeng Eagle."

"What should I do with such good ingredients!"

"It really makes my brain troubled by Pindao!"

"Forget it, grab it first!"

...

Taking a deep breath, the old Taoist rolled up his sleeves.

He stared at the golden-winged Dapeng eagle in front of him, his right hand suddenly sticking out into the sky.

"Look at my supernatural powers - catching the chicken big mudra!"

After saying a word, I saw that the void above the cloud began to twist.

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle, which is dozens of feet long, is shrinking rapidly.

"No, how is it possible, old Taoist priest, you actually know the space magic, the big mudra!"

The eyes of the golden-winged Dapeng eagle are full of shock and horror, and it feels that it has encountered a hard stubble.

The old Taoist licked his lips, his right hand still slowly stretching forward.

He curled his lips: "What is the big mudra of the sky, it's called the big mudra of catching the chicken."

"Golden-winged chick, you better come to me!"

After saying a word, the five fingers of his right hand snapped together.

Immediately, the void rapidly condensed.

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle was compressed to about a foot.

It looked like it was the size of an ordinary domestic rooster.

In the void where the side was banned, the golden-winged Dapeng eagle was constantly struggling.

Its voice was extremely sharp: "Nonsense, this is obviously the big mudra!"

The old Taoist pouted: "You are a dying chicken, what are you fighting for?"

...

Having said that, the old Taoist untied a golden iron rod from his back.

He looked at the golden-winged Dapeng eagle with an expression that looked like he was studying what to do with the ingredients.

Immediately, the golden-winged Dapeng eagle panicked: "How dare you kill this king, this king is the son of the third elder of the Peng clan."

"If you kill this king, my father will never let you go!"

The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, with a worried expression on his face: "Your father, how old is he?"

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle snorted coldly, "My father is five thousand years old, and he stepped into the realm of saints with half of his feet."

"If you dare to hurt this king, aren't you afraid of starting a battle between the Peng Clan and the Holy Land?"

The old Taoist said thoughtfully, "A five-thousand-year-old chicken, the meat is probably not tender!"

"Hey, it seems that when your father comes to the door, it can only be used for soup."

The golden-winged Dapeng eagle was stunned for a while, and the golden wings suddenly stood upright, mad with anger.

This traitor, this madman, actually wanted to catch his father to make soup together!

Before its accusation could be issued, it turned into a deep panic.

Because the old Taoist priest had already come over with that stick.

He grabbed the golden-winged Dapeng eagle and turned it over.

Then, the golden long stick suddenly stabbed at the lower body of the golden-winged Dapeng eagle.

The old Taoist priest: "You are quite tender, so bear with the pain."

Golden-winged Dapeng eagle: "Don't, don't, ah!"

...

Boo!

The terrifying sound of Peng Ming resounded between heaven and earth, and then stopped abruptly.

While flipping the grill, the old Taoist grilled the eagle with a blue flame.

He glanced at the void around him and said with a smile, "For the sake of your failure."

"Everyone left 1 million spirit stones, I can let you go."

"Otherwise, I will tear up the space myself and ask you for it."

As soon as the voice fell, he saw that the surrounding void cracked and it began to rain.

That green and sparkling rain of spirit stones looks extremely gorgeous!