[Chapter 121]: Descendant of the Ancient Desolate Beast

The elegant middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and his mouth was eloquent and reprimanded.

Aggrieved!

Fang Zhi, Ye Li, and Jin Chongsheng in front of him are all characters with great origins.

The elegant middle-aged man is the power of the world between heaven and earth, and he rashly makes a move on the juniors with huge backgrounds.

Although there is no fear of retribution, it is extremely discredited.

After these thunderous words entered his ears, the expressions of Fang Zhi and Ye Li suddenly changed.

The two little foxes are not fools, so they naturally guessed that most of the elegant middle-aged people in front of them were afraid of their identities.

After hearing this, Xiao Jinpeng Jin Haowu was stunned.

For a while, Xiao Jinpeng Jin Hao's martial arts were tumbling, and the sadness and pain were even worse, and he looked at the elegant middle-aged man in disbelief.

The power of the Golden Wing, which he desperately summoned, turned out to be ...... Only saved his life?

In a flash.

Xiao Jinpeng and Jin Haowu only felt that the world was spinning.

In full view.

The elegant middle-aged man's gaze swept Fang Zhi and the others, and after overhauling it, he imprisoned Jin Haowu, and walked towards the Rift Divine Gate with Jin Haowu's huge demon body with one hand.

The next moment, the Golden-winged Roc Bird disappeared from the space of the Holy Sepulchre.

This is the end of the shocking scene.

When the elegant middle-aged man left the ground, the solidified, depressing, and breathless space gradually rejuvenated again.

The heavy stones that pressed on everyone's hearts collapsed with a bang.

Losing the suffocating pressure, Fang Zhi and Ye Li's pretty faces were each flushed.

Ye Li was panting, and said with palpitations: "This ...... What kind of cultivation is a middle-aged man in a yellow robe?"

"The well-deserved power of the world is far better than the Martial Venerable Realm. Fang Zhi's mouth was dry, and he was the first to bear the brunt of it before.

The momentum of this middle-aged man is completely different from the momentum of Li Anjiang, Jin Jiuxiao, Bei Batian, and Qin Zhong's martial arts realm.

Even......

The other party seems to be enough to wipe out Li Anjiang, Jin Jiuxiao, Bei Batian, and Qin Zhong with a single thought.

Fang Zhi deduced that the cultivation of this elegant middle-aged man, at the lowest level, was probably also the legendary martial saint.

"Soul Elder, what do you think?" Fang Zhi took a few deep breaths to dispel the depression in his heart, and at this time he couldn't help but ask.

After hearing this, the corners of the soul in the Dzi space twitched, and he replied with fear: "The old man didn't dare to reveal his body just now, this kind of power of the town world is not something that a remnant soul can watch over. ”

"Stinky boy, you were able to survive this time, it's purely shit luck!"

Fang Zhi nodded slowly.

I thought that I was dealing with a mere clan of demon Peng, but he set off such an earth-shattering wave battle, which really made Fang Zhi a little unexpected.

At the same time.

The battle that had stopped in the distance started again at this time!

Li Anjiang's swordsmanship is superb, combined with the avenue of reincarnation, and he has hit Jin Jiuxiao several times.

Jin Jiuxiao was almost powerless to resist Li Anjiang's pressing step by step.

Qin Zhong was like a Ling Shi Killing God, and at this moment he took back the control of the six Ancient Glass Cold Crystal War Puppets and the fourteen White Jade Soldier Puppets.

These twenty puppets swept all the way, but whenever they saw a demon beast, they would inevitably kill them.

These eight directions of heaven and earth can be described as rivers of blood.

The reason why Qin Zhong was like this was because he felt that the Holy Sepulchre was originally a resting place for many people who died in the glorious battles of martial arts.

Many demon beasts, on the contrary, took advantage of the situation to rise, stirring up the Holy Tomb in turmoil.

The martial saints under the Nine Springs, aren't they difficult to stop?

Jin Jiuxiao, who suffered a heavy blow, has already accepted his fate at this moment.

Jin Jiuxiao's huge demon peng body was scarred, and blood was sprinkled from the sky like a blood rain.

But at this moment, there was a touch of relief in Jin Jiuxiao's demon eyes and spiritual pupils.

In the past, the cultivation of the sky, in order to survive, became a cultivator of obedience.

The martial arts torture every day and night was extremely painful for Jin Jiuxiao.

And the reason why Jin Jiuxiao refused to die was to make Jin Haowu a golden-winged bird that spanned the nine heavens and ten earths!

Now that his wish has been fulfilled, Jin Jiuxiao has no worries.

"Why did you give up?" Li Anjiang held the evil sword that turned into an iron sword, standing proudly in the sky, this giant ape gave people a majestic feeling of standing up to the sky and the earth.

This is a few times to fight.

Jin Jiuxiao actually allowed the evil sword to suffer heavy blows to him.

If it weren't for Li Anjiang's several stops, Jin Jiuxiao, this would already be a soulless demon corpse.

"My great-great-grandson has become the inheritor of the ancient desolate beast, and the future will inevitably soar to 30,000 miles, my wish has been fulfilled, this red dust ...... It's not worth my attention anymore!" Jin Jiuxiao's demon pupils twitched, obviously the hundreds of sharp sword wounds on his body made him miserable, but the words he would say had a sense of relief.

As soon as these words came out, Li Anjiang and Bei Batian were silent.

When Jin Jiuxiao saw this scene, the demon teeth were exposed, and he was bloodthirsty, and said hideously: "Old ape, ice bear...... You two guys, wait, as long as you are alive in this world, my great-great-grandson will crush your heads to pay tribute to my heavenly spirit!"

"And those few little miscellaneous pieces, you can't run away, you can't run away for a lifetime, my great-great-grandson will be the shadow of your heart for a lifetime. The Dapeng Golden-winged Bird, which is an ancient desolate beast, only needs to awaken the ancestral vein, and it can be above all living beings...... Waiting for my great-grandson's thousandfold fierce revenge!" Jin Jiuxiao's demon teeth were full of blood from the depths of his internal wounds, and he laughed like a demonic ghost.

This crazy appearance is quite uncomfortable.

Jin Jiuxiao's gloomy eyes swept over everyone's bodies one by one.

He found that Bei Batian's face had changed.

This Frost Giant Bear obviously regretted agreeing to join forces with Fang Zhi in his heart.

When Jin Jiuxiao's eyes looked at Li Anjiang, Fang Zhi, Ye Li, and Jin Chong's holy land......

found that these three people and one dragon had no remorse at all.

Even Fang Zhi and Ye Li, the two of them were quite murderous.

"Junior, it seems that you don't know the horror of the Golden-winged Roc Bird, wait until you understand...... You will be in anxiety and anxiety for the rest of your life!" Jin Jiuxiao looked up to the sky and laughed, his huge bloodshot demon pupils staring at Fang Zhi and Ye Li tightly.

Jin Jiuxiao seemed to want to see a trace of fear and jealousy in Fang Zhi and Ye Li's gaze to satisfy the pride in his heart.

Can......

Jin Jiuxiao's hideous demon smile gradually converged.

He found that Fang Zhi and Ye Li were simply indifferent to his words.

Ye Li clasped his hands together and dispersed the Qiu Li Divine Secret Soul Burning Flame, and the law behind him gradually blurred.

"Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, is it true that he is the only one in this world, and it is the inheritance of the ancient desolate beasts?" Ye Liqiao's face was raised, and the sixteen-petaled purple gem eyes swept over the demonic purple flames.

Such disdainful words came out.

Jin Jiuxiao's gaze as he stared at Ye Li changed slightly......

"You...... Could it be a descendant of an ancient beast?"