The tyrant Bemon is unparalleled and fiercely attacking. His absolute power is limited. It has been used for nearly ten minutes before, but now it is reopened. The remaining time is only about twenty minutes, and the winner must be decided within these twenty minutes.

Ansheng did not attack the monk's skeleton with the tyrant Bemon. He kept watching, as if observing and looking for opportunities.

Zhou Wen fought with the Golden-winged Bird, and the dragon wings behind him were shaking. Two war god halberds besieged left and right, and the golden sword in his hand also kept slashing out the golden sword light.

But the speed of the golden-winged bird was so fast that Zhou Wen's vision could not keep up with its movements. Before he could see clearly what was going on, he heard a click, and a golden God of War halberd was already caught by its claws. With the force of the claws, the Golden God of War halberd immediately broke several segments.

Zhou Wen had no time to be saddened by the death of the Golden God of War Ji, and he exerted the speed of the flying immortal from the sky to the extreme and quickly escaped to the distance.

If the tyrant Bemon is an absolute power, then such a golden-winged bird is an absolute speed. Before Zhou Wen could fly out, it had already caught up.

Zhou Wen didn't think about it, and the pupil mirror in his eyes condensed a strange light, making one of Zhou Wen's eyes turn into a mirror, looking at the golden-winged bird.

The golden-winged bird seemed to realize the danger. The mysterious ancient secret text on the wings flashed, and it disappeared from Zhou Wen's sight.

Bang!

Zhou Wen felt like he was hit hard behind him, and his body crashed into the ground like a meteor, knocking a palace made of gold into a big hole.

The golden-winged bird was even more powerful. With a flash of its body, it grabbed another golden war god halberd flying in the air and cut it into several segments in an instant.

Zhou Wen got up from the ground and felt unbearable pain, but he was not injured too much. The substitute talisman placed close to his body had broken into ashes.

"Fortunately, I brought a substitute to save my life. If I had known this, I would have drawn a few more pictures." Zhou Wen was secretly shocked. If there were no substitute to save my life, even if he did not die, the six-winged guardian dragon would have died.

Unfortunately, the substitute talisman is too difficult to draw. Success or failure depends on your life. Zhou Wen drew so many pictures, so he was blessed to succeed in his heart.

Later, he drew a lot of pictures, but none of them were successful, so Zhou Wen was a little impatient to draw again.

After the golden-winged bird grabbed the Golden God of War Sphur, his bloody and cold eyes looked into the ripped hole in the palace. His wings vibrated again and his body disappeared instantly.

"Go to your sister." Zhou Wen's heart was throbbing and he had goose bumps. Knowing that the danger was approaching, he didn't dare to hesitate at all and summoned Zhulong's young son out.

Zhulong's young son's huge body appeared, directly exploding the palace and glaring at the sky with his head raised.

Zhou Wen stood above its head and looked around with the ability of Diting earrings. He found that the golden-winged bird had flew into the sky, obviously because of the appearance of Zhulong.

But in just a moment, the golden-winged bird became fierce again, and its wings buzzed, turning into light flow and disappearing. It was so fast that it could not see its movement trajectory.

"Zhulong!" Zhou Wen called out.

In fact, without Zhou Wen's order, Zhulong had already moved. He saw that the scales on its body were as converging as his eyelids, and rows of Zhulong's eyes appeared all over his body, which was its realm king change.

Countless candle dragon eyes use the candle vision at the same time, just like countless mirrors opening at the same time.

Suddenly, Zhou Wen felt something strange. In a blink of an eye, he saw that behind Zhulong, the golden-winged bird showed its body, and its whole body was flashing like a thunderbolt, its wings fluttered wildly, and its face was full of horror, as if it was confronting some invisible terrifying force.

But after just struggling for a few moments, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Wen saw a golden-winged bird appearing in some eyes behind Zhulong, struggling and tumbling inside. After a while, he disappeared.

The Zhudong Vision Converges and exits the Realm King's Transformation. Zhulong's young son was exhausted, his strength was greatly damaged, and his combat power plummeted. He probably only had the level of protecting the giant dragon with six wings, and he could not even use the Kongzhu Vision.

Zhou Wen hurriedly took Zhulong's young son back and never let him take risks. This is Zhou Wen's most powerful killer weapon at present.

"It's really a big loss." Zhou Wen felt a little distressed.

I originally wanted to try it out, and if I could find an opportunity to kill the Golden Winged Bird, I lost a substitute and two Golden God of War.

Although the cave gaze is powerful, it will not leave anything after killing the opponent. This is too fatal. Zhou Wen is unwilling to use this skill unless it is absolutely necessary.

On the other hand, the tyrant Bemon kept bombarding the monk's skeleton, and his powerful force defeated the monk's skeleton step by step, and his bones were cracked.

However, the golden light on its body burned like a flame, but it made its body look like an immortal body. It will recover immediately after being injured. Although the tyrant Bemon had the upper hand, he was unable to kill it.

"The time limit for absolute power is coming soon?" Zhou Wen calculated the time, and there were about ten minutes left, but judging from the current situation, ten minutes, the tyrant Bemon may not be able to kill the monk's skeleton.

Suddenly, An Sheng, who had been observing the side, pressed his palm on the ground and disappeared like a ghost.

At this time, the tyrant Bimon punched the monk's skeleton and took a few steps back, and his body staggered.

An Sheng strangely crawled out from the ground behind the monk's skeleton, jumped up, and his fingers pointed at the back of the monk's skeleton like a poisonous scorpion's tail needle.

A mysterious character was printed on the back of the monk's skeleton's head. Zhou Wen recognized that it was a word shaking, which seemed to be one of the abilities of love letters.

Bang!

The crystal in the monk's skeleton's eye socket was actually shocked by An Sheng's finger, and flew out and landed on the ground.

The golden flame on the monk's skeleton disappeared immediately, and the tyrant Bemon's attack had already followed. The monk's skeleton raised his fist to fight in panic.

Click!

Without the blessing of the crystal, the skeleton's hand bone in the monk's robe was directly smashed by the tyrant Bemon, and his body staggered back.

The violent tyrant Bemon punched one punch after another, brutal bombarding the monk's skeleton. After just a few punches, he smashed the fist bones of the monk's skeleton.

The monk's skeleton was shaken to the ground. The tyrant Bemon pressed its sternum with one claw, and one claw hit its skull. After a few punches, he smashed the monk's skeleton's skull.

The tyrant Bimon lifted up the ruptured skeleton body of the monk's cloak with one hand, put it into his mouth, chewed it a few bites, and then swallowed it in his belly.

"Brother...you should first check if there are any companion eggs left..." Zhou Wen was speechless. What kind of pets are they? If you kill them, you will swallow them and leave nothing.
Chapter completed!