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"What should we do?"

The Nine Yang Sect and the Qin Family were somewhat at a loss when they saw this scene.

Xiao Tianyang, the most senior person in the crowd, looked up at the man who looked like a god. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes, but he suppressed his shock and said:

"This man is so powerful. Although he has not yet entered the Martial God, he is young and his blood is extremely strong. I am afraid that he has already cultivated a divine body and mastered some cave heaven divine power. He is far beyond the reach of ordinary celestial beings.

I don't know where his master came from, but he is probably the descendant of an ancient family.

However, this little Peng King is not very old, but he has survived at least four thunder tribulations and is also extremely powerful."

Although the great way leads to the same destination.

But there are still some differences in the cultivation process between the human race and the demon race.

The human warrior only needs to survive one heavenly thunder tribulation and one road-blocking human tribulation.

Although the demon race has a much stronger body than ordinary humans, it has to survive nine thunder tribulations and transform its own bloodline at the stage of mortal god, so it is extremely dangerous.

The stronger the blood of the demon clan, the more and stronger its means are, but the greater the danger it faces.

The greater its potential is.

Every time it survives a thunder tribulation, its strength will grow a point.

It is rare for a "young" demon clan like Peng Tianyu to survive four times. There are not many demons in the entire demon clan.

Qin Qianjue's heart sank when he heard this, but he soon smiled and said:

"This Peng bird is not that simple. We just sit back and wait and see. The person who made the move is only at the level of a celestial being and has not yet entered the realm of a martial god. I think he is not absolutely sure, otherwise he would not have waited until now to make the move."

According to what he knows, this Peng Tianyu is the most favored descendant of the Tianpeng King. He has excellent talent and is not so easily defeated.

And this guy of unknown origin made him unable to see through him. He only knew that the other party's aura was only at the level of a celestial being.

"That's right, we don't have to rush to make a move. Whether this unknown junior loses or wins, it is good for us."

An elder of the Qin family also nodded and said in a deep voice.

Looking at his young master, he was even more satisfied.

Qin Qianjue was secretly proud.

This kid made him lose face in public, and now he is going to fall into his hands.

When the time comes, he must catch him and torture him severely to vent his hatred, and he will accept the treasure that the other party has worked hard to get.

It's a pity that the Saint Fuyao didn't come, otherwise she could see him strategizing.

However, in order to maintain the demeanor of the young master, Qin Qianjue still said lightly:

"Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, the advantage is on our side, what do you think, brother Xiao?"

Xiao Ri couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, how could he see it.

Look with your eyes, stand and watch, fly in the air and watch.

Of course, these words are naturally impossible to say in front of so many elders. After thinking about it, Qin Qianjue's analysis is very correct.

This mysterious man secretly followed them, most of them had bad intentions, so reckless action, angered this birdman, they just got the advantage.

After coughing twice, he pretended to understand and nodded slightly:

"Brother Qin is right, I think so too."

Sure enough.

A roar came from the sunken pit.

"Looking for death!"

Peng Tianyu let out a long roar, his golden hair dancing wildly, and a shadow appeared on his hands. He actually swung out a huge golden claw.

This is a natural magic that can fight against real dragons!

One claw splits the sky, and one claw shatters the galaxy!

The power shakes the sky and stirs for dozens of miles!

Many people's ears hurt and they almost fell from the sky.

Peng Tianyu split the sky with his bare hands. A huge and golden claw tore open the shadow of Dayue, broke free from the restraints, stood on the ground, and glared.

Although Li Ming's punch was amazing, it was not enough to suppress this demon genius.

This is the terrifying golden-winged Peng bird, a mythical beast that became famous in the ancient times. Before entering the realm of gods, its flesh can compete with the God of War and is not at a disadvantage.

"Thief, don't think I'm easy to bully!"

Peng Tianyu was crushed by this sudden punch, with a crazy killing intent in his eyes, raging into the sky, and the ground beneath his feet silently annihilated more than ten meters high.

"I am the invincible golden-winged sky roc of the same level. This shame must be washed with your blood."

Swish!

The golden light in Peng Tianyu's eyes was blazing, as if it turned into a golden sword that penetrated the void. His body rushed forward, pulling out a long golden tail flame in the air, and his fist seemed to be burning with a ball of golden divine fire.

It seemed that golden divine birds were jumping in the meantime, and the dazzling light made people unable to open their eyes.

"Oh?"

Li Ming stood in the void, his expression unchanged, looking at the opponent's unstoppable appearance, and many ways to defeat the enemy flashed in his mind.

The next moment, the true energy around him flowed like a torrent.

He did not use force to defeat force, but used his fingers as swords. In an instant, countless sword beams surged, and the sword intent soared into the sky, turning into a sword domain and sword connection around him. The sky and the earth were covered with sword energy, blocking his body and confronting it head-on.

Xuanhuang is my only sword!

The sword is divine, and everything in the world can be a sword. Using fingers as swords, the power is not weaker, but even sharper.

He inexplicably wanted to experience the way of fighting the enemy of the peerless genius.

Using force to suppress is a bit inferior.

And the magic of the Tianpeng clan is indeed extraordinary, worthy of his reference.

"Boom!"

Countless sword shadows flowed, instantly tearing through the golden flame and grasping the weakness of this move.

It separated as soon as it touched, and the golden light dimmed.

"How is it possible!"

Peng Tianyu felt the distance of his arm go numb, the golden demon blood kept flowing, and he felt a strong sense of fear.

"How did you see the weakness of my move?"

He couldn't help but ask loudly.

Just now, it was like the elders of the tribe were instructing him on his moves. Obviously, the power exerted by the opponent seemed not stronger than him, or even weaker, but he was defeated.

Li Ming looked at the other party with a look of a fool, and did not speak.

"What strange means did the despicable human race use again!"

After being stunned by this attack for a moment, Peng Tianyu also reacted, and without saying much, he directly manifested the true body of Tianpeng.

The golden light shot up to the sky, gorgeous and dazzling.

The original tall figure was gone, and a huge Peng bird appeared, spreading its wings and hitting the sky!

However, in order to fight better, the huge body was not fully manifested, but it was reduced to more than ten meters long. Compared with the human race, it was still extremely large. Its golden feathers seemed to be cast from gold, and it was extremely noble.

Peng roared in the sky, spread his wings, and struck the sky, his divine power surged, and the golden light on his body seemed to be burning, shining brightly.

"Pah!"

The divine wings struck the sky, and the mountains and forests in this space were shattered by it, as if it had turned into an indestructible divine weapon, and everything turned into ashes wherever it passed.

This is the divine beast Jinpeng, with divine power and speed, and amazing power!

"Legend has it that the golden-winged Peng, a pure-blooded complete body, can fight against the emperor. This little Peng King may really have the potential to be the supreme of the demon clan."

Xiao Ri whispered.

Qin Qianjue was also worried and sighed: "He does have the strength to be the king of his generation. He heard that a saint son of a large sect in the southern region was determined to become an emperor, so he rushed to the other sect and defeated the other party with his own hands, breaking his Tao heart."

For a while, he hoped that this mysterious young man could win.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be about to burst out with all his strength.

Li Ming was not afraid at all. How could his strength be just this? This was just the beginning.

On the way from Daxuan to here, he did not fight, but digested and absorbed the previous gains and polished his martial arts.

He had also refined the cave heaven before, and his whole body seemed to have endless strength.

Martial artists especially tabooed just retreating without fighting. This time, he just didn't want the battle to end too quickly, which would be too boring.

However, with a glance, he saw the people watching the show next to him.

Li Ming's eyes flashed, and there was something strange in his heart.

The people from the Nine Yang Sect also came.