Chapter 2688: Shen Lang VS Golden Wing Roc

"Avenge me!"
Qing Tian's last sentence was full of unwillingness and anger.
This self-destructive power should have killed the Six-winged Golden Peng.
But at a critical juncture, the six-winged Jinpeng actually spit out his own heart, the heart burst, turning into a large swath of golden light into his body.
A huge to extreme energy permeated the whole body of the six-winged Jinpeng, the six-winged Jinpeng body seemed to have undergone some amazing changes, and endless power surged out of his body!
"Want to take me to funeral? Dreaming!"
Feng Sheng's eyes were congested, the meridians all over his body burst, his feathers were upside down, and he broke free from Qingtian's restraint with the momentum of shaking the mountain and shaking the mountains.
"Boom boom boom!"
The endless sound of explosions fell apart, the ear-piercing roar and explosions lasted for a long time, and the violent bombing made all the demon on the battlefield deaf with tinnitus.
The demon repair armies on both sides forgot to fight for a while.
When the white light of the explosion gradually condensed, I saw a golden glow in the explosion soaring through the clouds and cracking the stone, like a dazzling scorching sun.
That dazzling light covered everything, even gradually overshadowing the light after Qingtian blew up.
"What is this..."
Qing Cang Qingyu and more than a dozen surviving giant ape clan elders stared at the rising golden sun, with an extremely bad premonition in his heart.
"boom!!!"
at this time.
The scorching sun suddenly exploded, and Feng Sheng's body was constantly twisting and tearing, and it turned into a golden-winged dragonfly head, star-eyed leopard-eye Dapeng eagle!
This big Peng carving is huge, the feathers all over the wings are red gold, emitting amazing flashes, folds are brilliant, noble and sharp.
The Dapeng Sculpture is 30,000 meters long, and the whole body is surrounded by dense golden filaments like a tornado. Two groups of golden flames are burning in the sharp eagle eyes, as if it is superficial and rebellious!
"Tweet!"
The Dapeng Eagle made a huge screaming sound, and the terrifying spiritual pressure swept the entire battlefield like a storm, and the breath was terrifying!
All the demon cultivators heard this demonstration-like howling, their bodies couldn't help but stagnate, and they felt a great sense of oppression.
This feeling is the oppression of the blood, the trembling of the soul!
"Top True Spirit, Golden Wing Roc!?"
The demon cultivator of the great ape clan saw the golden winged big peng eagle suddenly appearing in mid-air, his face was astonished, and his eyes reflected strong unwillingness and despair.
Unexpectedly, the Dapeng clan can actually summon the top true spirit of the Golden Wing Dapeng!
"Ah! It's the ancestor manifestation!"
"Meet the ancestors!"
"Ancestors please save us!"
Seeing this scene, the remnant demon cultivator of the Dapeng clan suddenly beamed his eyes, showing a look of ecstasy.
"Ugh!"
Only the great elder of the Dapeng clan sighed, and things would end like this after all.
Hundreds of millions of years ago, their Dapeng clan produced a top-level true spirit golden winged roc. When that ancestor soared, he left a blood mark and sealed a strand of his own soul with secret methods.
Successive patriarchs of the Dapeng clan will inherit this ancestral blood.
This blood mark is very special. It must be sealed in the heart, and the blood mark must be kept warm and nourished with the power of essence and blood to keep the energy in the blood mark from collapsing.
After using the blood mark, the owner of the blood mark can transform into the flesh of the golden winged roc within ten minutes, and obtain 30% of the strength of the golden winged roc's deity!
However, the cost of using the blood mark is quite serious. It will consume nine tenths of the blood and vitality of the blood mark owner, causing permanent internal damage to the physical body, which can no longer recover, and the lifespan will be lost by nine tenths!
The patriarch of the Dapeng clan will never use the blood mark before the extinction and the danger of his own death.
Feng Sheng previously felt the threat of death before Qing Tian's self-destruction, and used the blood mark to forcefully change for the Golden Wing Roc, his strength skyrocketed!
"Ah! Old Great Dog, you still bite my clan before you die, and the dead man forced a mark, ruining seven million years of life, you old beast, beast!"
Feng Sheng, who had transformed into a golden winged big eagle eagle, looked at the countless Dapeng clan demons who had died below, and his emotions were completely insane and angry, and his mouth uttered extremely violent curses.
"Feng Sheng miscellaneous hair, don't want to insult Qingtian ancestor!!!"
A violent shout shook all directions, like the sound of thunder, the space of the shock was distorted and turbulent.
The harsh sound shocked all the demon cultivators on the battlefield.
"Who dares to scold me? This seat will tear him to pieces!"
Feng Sheng's mood was already extremely bad, and when he heard the screaming, he was instantly furious.
"It's Lao Tzu!"
A red and black light and shadow suddenly flew from the horizon, and the light and shadow continued to rush toward the battlefield like a teleport.
In the blink of an eye, the red and black light and shadow were clearly visible, it turned out to be a red and black dragon!
The dragon has sharp antlers, dark golden pupils, and red and black dragon scales are surging with the extremely gloomy light, wherever it passes, the sky is dim, the sun and the moon are dark!
"Candle Nine Yin?"
Feng Sheng caught a glimpse of the red and black dragon flying from the sky, and let out an incredible exclamation.
Jiu Yin of the candle is a name for the dragon with the candle. Legend has it that the dragon with the candle is the most mysterious and powerful dragon species, dormant in Zhongshan in the ancient demon world.
Feng Sheng is also the patriarch of the Dapeng clan anyway, and this knowledge is still there. The dragon with a candle in front of you is extremely horrifying, and it can't be fake!
All the demon cultivators of the Great Ape Clan also looked up at the dragon with candlestick that galloped in the sky. The huge spiritual pressure and bloodline aura made people frightening, not weaker than the Golden Wing Roc.
"You... are you Shen Lang?"
It is impossible for the dragon with candlestick to appear in the ancient spirit world, and Feng Sheng immediately reacted. The dragon with candlestick could only be in Shen Lang's changed form.
I don't know what the ape mad does to eat, so that this kid can break through the Mahayana! No, this kid's cultivation level has actually reached the peak of the early Mahayana?
"Qingtian ancestor, I'm a step late for Shen Lang!!!"
Shen Lang had already noticed the traces of Qingtian's ancestor's self-destruction, and he was distraught with grief, and his voice was a little piercing.
Qingtian ancestors were so kind to himself, in Shen Lang's heart, Qingtian ancestors were also the most respectable elders, unexpectedly ended in a tragic end.
"Shen Lang!"
Qing Cang and the surviving Great Ape Clan elders were shocked.
All the elders showed unbelievable expressions. At this moment, Shen Lang's cultivation level had miraculously reached the peak level of the early Mahayana.
"Big Brother Shen Lang!"
Qingyu clenched his fists, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"The slaughter of so many members of the Great Ape Clan has forced the death of our great ancestors...Today, I, Shen Lang, will kill all the Dapeng clan demon repairs here, and let you bury the great ancestors!!!"
Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with extreme hatred. He couldn't wait to tear every Dapeng clan demon repair here alive!
"I don't know the height and the thick little bastard, even if you break through the Mahayana? The old Qingtian dog is dead, I will take you first, let your little see and see how powerful the bloodstain of our Golden Wing Roc is!"
Feng Sheng was furious, and the golden-winged Dapeng eagle made a sharp hissing sound. With his wings spread, a large piece of golden light rushed towards the candle-holding dragon like a waterfall.