In Huaguo Mountain, Feng Peng fought alone against the Nine Great Luo Immortals, but he did not fall behind at all, which really amazed countless immortals and Buddhas who watched the battle from afar, no one thought that a random person in Huaguo Mountain could have such combat power.

At this time, the Nine Great Luo Immortals were even more horrified, facing Feng Peng's Phoenix True Flame and Dapeng Hurry, with the mysterious and powerful Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Move, the Nine Great Luo Immortals, together with each other, were all suppressed by Feng Peng alone.

If they were playing against the recognized masters of the Three Realms such as the Buddha of Buddhism, it might not be so, but who was Feng Peng?

"Roar, everyone, Hugh is going to make the beings of the Three Realms see the joke and work together to capture and kill this fang." One of the nine Great Luo Immortals roared angrily and turned into a body, which was a divine beast covered in scales and armor, resembling a pangolin, but even more supernatural.

"It turned out to be a subspecies of divine beasts, no wonder you are so arrogant, I want to come to your family, the race should not survive much, I killed you today." Feng Peng just looked at the appearance of the divine beast and recognized it.

In the secret world, many ethnic groups in the desolate world have been preserved, and there are countless strange races, Feng Peng is the lord of the Falling Demon Ridge, he is well-informed, and knows almost all the secret realm ethnic groups, plus after following Shihou, he has also seen a lot.

This is a sub-god beast race in the early stage of the flood wilderness, with the blood of a demon god, but so what.

The battle halberd was horizontal, and Feng Peng shook the master with one move, defeating the fight one after another.

"Everyone, shoulder to shoulder."

Seeing that the master turned into his true body, the other eight great Luo immortals were suddenly not to be outdone, and changed one after another, these are not human races, walking in the Three Realms with the image of human races, but for convenience, where are they still taking care of so much now.

It's just that in an instant, the eight Great Luo Immortals changed together, turning into eight creatures that had long been extinct in the Three Realms of the Flood Desolation, each of which had hideous minions and had their own natural powers, which were much more powerful than when they were in human form.

It can be said that each of these creatures will only appear in legends, belonging to the species of the ancient era, but now, they have really appeared in the sky above Huaguo Mountain.

At the boundary of the Aolai country, the people of the Aolai country saw these terrible creatures in the sky, and many people fainted in fright, but some of them were brave and watched the battle with trepidation.

Liu Yunqing and the others stood in Huaguo Mountain, looking at these nine powerful Da Luo creatures, without the slightest fear, but faintly revealing their fighting intent.

"We are still too weak, in the face of such Da Luo creatures, we can only be easily slaughtered, but why are we so unwilling." Zhu Junbao's rare expression was solemn and he gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, one day, I'm going to cut off their heads and let the Three Realms know my name." Bo Jian snorted coldly, the black Buddha power on his body flowed, and the thought of the Buddha and the demon was even more abrupt.

"I'm really unwilling, before in the quicksand water mansion, we were sheltered under the protection of Shihou and Yuanhou, and now we have come to Huaguo Mountain, and it is still like this." Liu Yunqing gritted her teeth, turned around and left.

"Sister Liu, where are you going?" Zhu Junbao hurriedly asked.

"Cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate again, we can't be dragged too far down by Shihou, otherwise we will really be embarrassed to leave our friends in the future."

Zhu Junbao and Bo Jian glanced at each other, and immediately stopped watching the battle and began to retreat.

In fact, it can't be said that their cultivation speed is too slow, it can only be said that Shi Hou's cultivation speed is too perverted, and it is not easy for them to catch up with Shi Hou's footsteps, but even if they die, they are not willing to be pulled down.

On the top of Huaguo Mountain, Shi Hou sat on the stone chair, in the previous battle, he forcibly introduced the "Chaos Dragon God Decision" into the body, although it was suppressed because of Ao Zhen, but Shi Hou's current condition in his body is still not good, and he can't shoot at will.

"Shihou, this Feng Peng, is it really your subordinate? This is a big Luo, and it's a phoenix. Sun Wukong was already stunned by Feng Peng's appearance.

Although he also vaguely knew about Feng Peng's existence before, he didn't expect Feng Peng to be so strong.

When the Nine Great Luo Immortals came to attack, they were blocked by Feng Peng alone, which was a violent mess.

"What about the Phoenix Clan, Feng Peng's road to go, in fact, there is still a long way to go, this battle, I hope he can gain something." Shi Hou smiled slightly, inevitably a little worried in his heart.

Feng Peng was born from the secret realm world, and he was congenitally a little deficient, if he hadn't experienced the baptism of the nine-story pagoda in the central palace of Beiyin Mountain, he would not even be able to appear in the Three Realms, but now, Feng Peng, who has fused the chaotic vitality of the Phoenix clan, is very different.

It has been too long since the Phoenix clan disappeared in the desolate world, although there are still phoenixes in Heavenly Court and other places, but most of them are not real phoenixes, but birds with phoenix blood, and they can't completely awaken the phoenix bloodline like Feng Peng.

Even the two in the Western Spirit Mountain, Kong Xuan, the Peacock Daming King, and the Golden-winged Dapeng Protector, although they are the mother and son of the phoenix, they are not actually phoenixes, so to speak, only Feng Peng can barely represent the phoenix clan now.

"You're talking lightly, but with him, you and I have less pressure." Sun Wukong pouted, but his heart was a little gloomy.

He, the lord of Huaguo Mountain, is a little unworthy of his name compared to Shihou and Feng Peng.

"Monkey, in this world, the water is very deep, very deep, and there are many creatures that have survived from eternity, originally these creatures were lurking in the dark, but now, maybe because of me, maybe because the atmospheric luck of Western Buddhism is not strong, so many forces have chosen to be born, this is a troubled world."

Shi Hou looked at Feng Peng who was killing in all directions in the sky, "I have a very bad premonition, the Three Realms seem to have reached a critical point, perhaps, the original Journey to the West is not a tribulation at all, after all, counting the monsters killed before and after the Journey to the West, it is really just a clown jumping off the beam, and the real tribulation may not be far away." ”

Sun Wukong was creepy and looked at Shi Hou in disbelief.

Measuring tribulation, this is not just a casual talk, Shi Hou is actually talking about measuring tribulation now.

"Don't believe it, I'm proficient in the method of deduction, although it is as obscure as today, but it can't completely cover up my spiritual sense, monkey, the battle of the general trend, perhaps, it has just begun, the Buddhism is powerful, but how is it compared to the two clans of the lich back then? What about the Terran Heavenly Court? If you still have the same mind back then, I'm afraid you will suffer in the future. ”

Sun Wukong gasped, looking at the nine great Luo immortals in the sky, he wanted to believe it or not, but it was difficult not to believe it.

Now in the Three Realms, there are countless strange cultivators, but this time, there are ten Great Luo Immortals, which was completely unimaginable before.

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