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Half of the sky in the garden was dyed with gold. It was a huge golden bird. It was like an eagle, not an eagle, not an eagle, not an eagle. Its golden wings spread out and seemed to cover half of the sky.

"I'll go, isn't it the golden winged Mirs?" Zhou Wen remembered that he had seen a creature suspected of Mirs before, but it was not so big or so terrible.

Zhou Wen is not sure whether it is a golden winged Mirs bird, but one thing is for sure, the golden winged Mirs bird is at least a celestial level, maybe the legendary apocalyptic level.

"This place can't stay any longer." While fighting with the pheasant, Zhou Wen rushed to the stone chamber.

Fighting in the garden for so long, there was no way out.

The sky above the garden looks like blue sky and white clouds, and the space ability is not confined. However, when Zhou Wen wanted to use the interstellar transmission ability to leave, he found that he could not get in touch with the stars outside.

The garden also seems to have no boundary. No matter which direction you scan, you can only see endless gardens.

The pheasant is smarter than Zhou Wen imagined. It clearly sees Zhou Wen's intention. Instead of fighting with Zhou Wen, it blocks the only way to the stone room.

There was space to forbid the stone chamber, so he had to rush in by force. As soon as Zhou Wen gritted his teeth, the dark light of the great Brahma armor on his body flowed and burst out with unparalleled destructive power. With Zhou Wen's fist, he blasted hard at the pheasant blocking the door.

Although the speed of Da Fantian was not as fast as that of the pheasant, the destructive power was not under the pheasant. Zhou Wen wanted to force the pheasant away and rush into the stone chamber to escape.

Pheasant's little temper is very stubborn. He knows that his strength is not as good as Zhou Wen, but he refuses to avoid it. He wants to stop Zhou Wen by force.

Seeing that his fist was about to blow on the pheasant, Zhou Wen was overjoyed, but suddenly the golden light rose in front of him. The bright golden winged bird appeared behind the pheasant, and a pair of gold carved wings bent down to protect the pheasant's body.

Boom!

The destructive force bombards on the golden wing, but even a feather can't be knocked off. The body strength of the golden winged bird seems to be still higher than that of the pheasant.

"The little one is coming, the old one. Take care of yourself, younger martial brother. I'll go first." Liuyun yelled, and then he got into the cave with a flash of his body, and slipped away without looking back.

Zhou Wen also complained to himself. It seems that the white pheasant is the baby of the golden winged bird in most cases. A baby bird is so terrible, not to mention the golden winged bird. Only by its speed and defense, Zhou Wen has no desire to fight.

Obviously, the golden winged bird was also enraged by Zhou Wen's fist. He raised his head to the sky and let out a birdsong sound. The golden light on his body trembled in disorder. His wings spread out and he wanted to fan Zhou Wen with a terrible momentum.

Zhou Wen was ready for a bloody battle, and the black hole like light wheel behind the great Vatican armor also rotated, as if connecting with the nether hell.

When the war was on the verge of breaking out, I suddenly heard a harsh cry.

When the flaming golden winged bird heard the call, its wings suddenly stopped and its body slowly retreated.

"What does it want to do?" Zhou Wen frowned at the pheasant and the golden winged bird behind it.

The pheasant was still barking at the golden winged bird. The golden winged bird stepped back a few steps and suddenly made a move that made Zhou Wen's eyes almost fall out.

It even bowed down in front of the pheasant. It seemed that it was extremely awed by the pheasant, not like a mother treating her children, or like a minister worshiping the monarch.

The pheasant is still angry and barks at the golden winged bird. It looks like the slave owner is abusing its slave.

Golden winged birds lie there motionless, no matter how the pheasant scolds, it is indifferent, as if the pheasant treat it as it should be.

"My God! What's the situation? The golden winged bird is very similar to the legendary golden winged Mirs. Even if it is not the golden winged Mirs, it is at least the existence of heaven level. In terms of combat effectiveness, it is still above the pheasants. How can it be so obedient and awe of the wild birds? " Zhou Wen was stunned.

The pheasant seemed to have scolded him enough. Then he turned around and looked at Zhou Wen again. The next second he jumped on him, a posture of swallowing Zhou Wensheng alive.

Zhou Wen had to fight with the pheasant again. What depressed him was that the golden winged Mirs bird didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. His body blocked the door of the stone chamber, so that Zhou Wen had no chance to rush into the stone chamber again.

"What on earth is this pheasant?" Zhou Wen was puzzled.

The fighting power of pheasant is obviously not as good as that of golden winged bird, but golden winged bird is so awed by it. Apart from its natural blood and race advantage, Zhou Wenshi can't figure out why golden winged bird reveres pheasant.

"Is this pheasant a real Phoenix?" Zhou Wen had to be so suspicious.

In some myths, it is said that the Phoenix once gave birth to the Peacock King Ming and the golden winged Mirs. If the golden winged Mirs are really Mirs, it seems that the only one who can make the golden winged Mirs bow is the Phoenix, even the Peacock King Ming.

However, no matter how you look at it, the white bird in front of you is like a pheasant, not the legendary Phoenix, the supreme god of birds.

On second thought, it seems that there is no way to accept it. The bird he raised is also a phoenix species. It doesn't look like it when he was a child, even now.

They are all Phoenix species, and the level of birds is obviously not as high as pheasant, which makes Zhou Wen have to doubt that the Phoenix blood of birds is not very pure.

"Is it true that the real Phoenix species actually look like pheasants?" Zhou Wen murmured to himself.

The pheasant kept attacking Zhou Wen. Seeing the posture, he was determined to kill Zhou Wen himself.

After being reprimanded by the pheasant, the golden winged bird doesn't mean to attack Zhou Wen any more, but it keeps staring at Zhou Wen.

Look at its appearance, as long as the pheasant gets a little hurt, I'm afraid it will rush to tear Zhou Wen to pieces.

"It seems that it's time to use the real power of Brahma. Whether you're a real Phoenix or not, kill you first. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. You have to die yourself." The little Prajna in Zhou Wen's body runs wildly, and the great Brahma armor on his body becomes more and more mysterious. The shape of the black hole light wheel behind him does not change, but it seems to devour everything nearby.

"All living beings are equal..." Zhou Wen stood in the garden like a Buddha. Facing the pecking of the pheasant, he slowly closed his eyes and uttered strange syllables in his mouth, just like the Buddha's voice in the sky.