There are three holy places in Dongzhou, followed by Taiyi Sect, while the Golden-winged Royal Clan is the first of the demon birds and birds. It is known as the two demon kings together with the God Ape Clan.

The strength is comparable to that of the human holy land.

"The golden armor of Dapeng, the cultivation of all dharmas, I wonder what is the sequence of the Holy Son of the Golden-winged Royal Family?"

The blue daffodil's eyes moved slightly.

The demon clan is even more unique than the human clan. Those with strong bloodlines often transform into shapes is equivalent to the human clan's "transformation of gods". The Golden-winged royal clan is one of the best, and the transformation number is often the number of Tiangang.

This young man has a cultivation level of all things under the age of adulthood. Even in the Golden Winged Roc clan, he is no longer an ordinary person.

"You are a human race who has some knowledge."

The heroic young man looked at Mo Baobao with fear, who was stuck in his waist and staring at him, and his breath stabilized: "I am Wang Peng Shiliu!"

The sequence of the saints of the demon clan is like the true genre sequence of the human clan sect. Their person ranks sixteen, which is equivalent to the sixteen true genres of the human clan holy land.

This surprised Mo Baobao. The realm of all things is actually only sixteen. Is this generation of the demon clan so powerful?

"sixteen?"

The Blue Narcissus was also a little surprised, but it was only a moment.

The human race is different from the demon race. Before the powerful, the lifespan of the demon race was far greater than that of the human race. Among the same generation, there may have lived for more than a thousand years, so the human race obviously cannot.

Whether it is Taiyi Sect or the three holy places, the true teachings change every hundred years, but the demon clan has been around for thousands of years.

What Peng Shiliu should compare is the top one among the ten generations of true teachings of the three holy places, not the contemporary ones.

"Since I know I'm coming, I won't get out!"

Peng Shiliu swept over the Blue Narcissus indifferently: "You have condensed your spiritual appearance well and your divine body is almost condensed. It should be one of the true teachings of the Taiyi Sect. If you retreat at this time, I can save your life!"

"No matter you are sixteen or three, don't even think about stealing our stuff. Get out of here, otherwise I will smash you into a small cake!"

Mo Baobao clenched his fists and waved it, and a golden light appeared and seemed to be about to take action again.

After swallowing a few treasure pills, his condition improved a lot.

"Damn it!"

Peng Shiliu's face twitched, and blue veins on both sides of his forehead swelled: "In the mountain of Qian, there is my ancestor, and this mountain should have been owned by me!"

He was a little afraid of this little thing with a soaring braid. This naughty child was too terrible.

"You dare to scold me!"

Mo Baobao was filled with joy and anger, and when he was angry, he wanted to take action.

Peng Shiliu's face was as dark as iron. He looked at Lan Shui Narcissus coldly, and his body retreated again. He crossed the surface of Longjiang, which was a hundred miles wide, and went to the other side:

"What a great one, I remember you!"

"Sixteen fellow Taoists, remember them more firmly, don't forget."

Blue Narcissus touched Mo Baobao's head and spoke lightly: "The former master has passed away. You and I have a destiny with him, so let's rely on your own abilities."

Huh ~

After saying that, the two of them also floated away.

The few people dispersed and seemed to have already gone to Qianshan. The group of wandering cultivators who survived the disaster were still scared. Although they were extremely unwilling to give up, the majority of people were also scared away.

No matter whether it is good or evil, the human race can communicate, but for the demon race, humans are no different from other wild beasts. Lions and tigers can be eaten, so humans are naturally just food in their eyes.

"Golden-winged Roc..."

An Qisheng reached out from the void and grabbed it, and a wisp of vague aura was grabbed by him.

With the attack of Sumi Jinshan, the golden penis almost exploded, and naturally there was nothing left. At this time, a dark golden spiritual imprint in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes was slowly forming.

Beside him, Zhu Dahai grinned and seemed to celebrate that he had escaped the disaster. Beside him, Gan Lu was rescued by An Qisheng.

"Demon Clan, how could there be a demon clan appear?"

Gan Lu was sweating profusely, his hands and feet were soft, and he was almost dead. He collapsed on the ground, as if he had lost his ability to move.

Those who condense the true form have extremely strong physical vitality, and they will naturally fall to death when they fall from a high altitude.

But the only one who survived the ship was alive. The other people were not buried in the demon's mouth, but were cut to death by their own people while many people were struggling in the air...

"Little man, small man."

An Qisheng was collecting the dispersed spirit of the big bird himself. Zhu Dahai seemed to feel something, seemed a little happy, and seemed a little scared:
Chapter completed!