Supreme Medicinal God

Lot 2459

The trend of the golden-winged Dapeng is comparable to that of the eighth-level Demon Venerable, and even the golden fairy can't bear it.

Ye Feng built the ancient gods of the whole body.

Gold-winged Dapeng's green eyes like jade reveal a contemptuous look.

"Your demigod is no different."

Ye Feng sneered: "You don't want to be crazy, I think you are not easy to practice, let you get two points, only reached this state in tens of thousands of years, afraid of hurting you, you will be ashamed and commit suicide."

Golden-winged Dapeng was furious: "The shameless human, the thief who stole the medicine, still dared to talk hard, let you know how powerful the demon king is."

Boom, that golden feather was sandwiched by thousands of gold, like a golden day, it was magnificent, mad yuan spurt, almost surrounded Ye Feng.

Ye Feng did not panic. Thunder Sword thundered like a dragon chant in his hand and instantly split into hundreds of flying swords, each of which was filled with three-color streamers, accompanied by violent wind and lightning.

The golden feather of the demon king is no less powerful than any magic weapon. The golden flow cloud is extremely potential. It has penetrated Ye Feng's protection of the gods and made Ye Feng's black leather coat dilapidated.

However, Ye Feng also has a transparent polar ice silk jacket that is invisible to the naked eye.

The polar ice silkworm is a species of the fairyland. The Xianjia Treasure is also a treasure in the 33 days of the Xianjie.

It fell into the human world during the Battle of the Seven Realms and survived in the Antarctic glacier.

With the ability of the ancient warrior of human beings, it is impossible to refine into silk and weave clothing.

And Ye Feng has a deep luck and can only weave it into a celestial warfare suit.

On that day, the silkworm armor was invisible to the naked eye, extremely thin as silk, but extremely powerful in defense.

For the first time with the ancient monster, the golden-winged Dapeng, Ye Feng didn't know that the golden feather feather demon element was terrifying, and the mana was so great that he was hit by the ten thousand golden lights.

Although the ten thousand golden lights had worn through the protection of the Divine Yuan, they could not penetrate Ye Feng's silkworm armor.

Although the turbulent golden light rushed through like a ripple, sharp and powerful, Ye Feng's black leather jacket flopped and became riddled with holes, but he was safe and sound, his face calm and calm.

When Ye Feng was attacked by Golden-winged Dapeng's golden feathers, Ye Feng's Thunder Sword also fought back.

Although it is in a small world, the sky does not know when a dark cloud will condense, of which the wind is roaring, the black is pressing, and the lightning is thundering.

A flash of lightning seemed to be a sword light. Under the guidance of the thunder sword, it quickly fell from midair and broke through the space, like a thousand meteors, hitting the demon king's head.

And the light of the hundreds of flying swords, chaotic and roaring, was like dazzling lightning, a piece of white, mixed with lightning in the sky, and surrounded the gold-winged Dapeng heavily.

In an instant, it was impossible to tell whether it was a dazzling sword light or a lightning, almost mixed into a piece, and it was like a collapsed sea embankment.

The frantic airflow was flying over the peak, and a ray of electricity hit the rock, and the rock was burnt with black marks everywhere. The small ones were the sword marks, and the thick, scorched, concave holes were lightning. trace.

The sky was full of sword rain, and it was like a sword dragon in the sky. It cut off a whole mountain.

Countless broken rocks rolled down the mountain stream, making a rumbling sound, echoing the thunder in the air.

Because it has been practiced for thousands of years, its feathers are made of steel, and even the fairy weapon is difficult to hurt, so he is confident that he can compete with Ye Feng by demon defense.

The monstrous sword surged like a storm, broke through the demon demon, and chopped on it.

It couldn't tell whether it was sword or lightning, and it felt a sudden, surging pressure that penetrated the defense.

Golden-winged Dapeng couldn't help but change color, but I didn't expect Ye Feng's sword to be so fierce, beyond imagination.

Those heavy swords struck like lightning and storms, chopping the feathers on it.

Gold and white feathers are constantly flying in the air.

Each feather is full of majestic energy. That is the feather of Taikoo Golden-winged Dapeng. A feather is stronger than the black iron.

But Ye Feng was chopped off by the frantic sword.

The golden color looks like gold, and the white color is like a thousand miles of snow.

For Golden Wing Dapeng, ordinary power can't hurt it, but as long as it is injured, it is a very serious injury that will be unbearable.

The feathers were chopped and there was no complete skin. On every piece of skin, there were hundreds of sword wounds. The green animal blood spewed out directly. It instantly became a blood man.

The hundreds of flying swords, the dense sword momentum, seemed to break the void and penetrate the time and space, chopping it off from its precious feathers, and the pain passed through the flesh like a needle and drilled into the bone.

His hands showed spooky bones, bloody flesh.

He forced the pain: "You, what kind of sword are you?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Thrilling Thunder Sword."

Golden-winged Dapeng retreated dozens of steps and almost fell off the cliff before getting out of Ye Feng's sword. He looked at Ye Feng in surprise and didn't believe that he would lose to a guy who was half man and half god.

Despite being badly hit, Golden-winged Dapeng has a powerful demon element and has a terrifying self-healing power. His broken hands are hemostasis at a speed visible to the naked eye and heal itself.

Ye Feng ignored him and stooped to pick up the horse chestnut and the soil into his medicine king ring. In the medicine king ring, Ye Feng also had a medicine field, planted with elixir from the eternal life, and it was also a thriving Sight.

"You are not my opponent, if your master comes, it's almost the same."

"My master hasn't appeared in over a thousand years."

Ye Feng closed his sword and looked at Golden Wing Dapeng lightly. Although it was very fierce, it didn't seem to be lying.

"Your master is Master Unbounded?"

"Yes, do you know him?"

"He is a demon?"

"I don't know, if it is, he is not an ordinary Demon."

Ye Feng thought that this unbounded master was just a demon of the Xianyun Yehe. He didn't expect to raise an ancient gold-winged Dapeng and built this magic water prison, which made Ye Feng more curious about his identity.

Since there is no Master Unbounded here, Ye Feng clasped his fists and said: "Sorry, there will be a period in the future."

Ye Feng turned and left.

Behind the waterfall came a rumbling sound, and some cool silk floated from a distance.

When Ye Feng came out of the small world, the Magic Water Prison was already in chaos, and there were smashing prisoners everywhere. These prisoners were all trained to be high-strength, and they were incapable of fighting with the silver armor soldiers.

At the beginning, the guards of the silver armor had the upper hand, because they had magic crystal guns, well-equipped, and had advantages over bare-handed prisoners.

But later, the prisoners grabbed their weapons and gradually suppressed the silver-clad warriors. The prisoners prevailed. The silver-clad warriors without the warden and Zhou Bing were scattered and fell back.

(End of this chapter)