Guru Bilian.

With the exit of the name Zhang Yunxi, all the black fog fluctuated violently.

Obviously, those venerables who were hidden in the black fog were in a very uneasy mood.

"It is a variant of the seventh-grade Creation Green Lotus, the Blue Sky Lotus."

"Is it the Bilian Tianzun Chu Longhe, retreat quickly!"

Black fog exploded in an instant, and many venerables turned into rapid shadows and fled in all directions.

Because they knew very well what the green lotus in front of them actually represented.

That is one of the most unpopular masters in the entire Eastern Wilderness!

The powerful man in the Nascent Soul stage was extremely fast and he had already escaped thousands of feet in a flash.

However, at this moment, a chuckle sounded from the void.

"Dare to touch my niece, you all want to run away?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw more than a dozen flames suddenly shot out from the green lotus.

The flames are jasper-like colors, crystal clear and beautiful.

They suddenly cut through the sky and shot towards the black fog.

Within a few breaths, all the black fog caught up with it.

...

The green flame suddenly exploded, igniting the black mist.

Suddenly, shrill screams sounded in the black fog.

In an instant, all the black fog burned at the cost of burning, and the venerable in the fog was completely burned to ashes.

Then the green flames swept over the storage rings and flew backwards.

All the flames condensed together and gradually turned into a figure.

The man appeared in front of everyone and was an old Taoist priest.

I saw him wearing a gossip fairy dress with a long hair and a baby face.

There was a warm smile on his face, as if he had attained a true immortal.

Of course, if he didn't wear a storage ring on his hands.

This alien character can be created more realistically.

When Zhang Yunxi saw this old Taoist priest, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the master in front of him is famous for being unrestrained.

However, it has to be admitted that its strength is at the top level even in the entire holy land.

With him here, the Shenxiao Dragon and Tiger Pendant is finally safe.

The old Taoist priest flashed and came to Zhang Yunxi in an instant.

He kicked it out: "Don't be afraid Xi'er, this chicken can't hurt you."

...

boom!

The old Taoist priest's kick doesn't seem mysterious, but it's just terrifyingly powerful.

He kicked the golden-winged roc on the wings, and kicked it a hundred feet away.

The golden penis feathers were stained with red and golden blood and floated down in the sky.

The golden-winged Roc Eagle's eyes were full of shock and fear: "How is this possible!"

It should be noted that the Golden-winged Roc Eagle clan has three powerful killing weapons.

One is that their sharp claws can tear the void.

The second is that their sharp beaks can penetrate everything.

The third is their wings, which have the highest speed in the world.

Moreover, the wings of the Golden-winged Roc eagle also have strong attack power.

Their wings are covered with feathers that are harder than black iron, like peerless divine swords.

During battle, the two wings of the Golden-winged Roc eagle can be used as a sword.

Even in the inheritance of the Peng clan, there is also the sword technique of Tianpeng Jiushou, which is used with its wings.

This is an invincible pair of killing weapons.

But at this time, its wings were actually kicked apart by a human monk.

This is a great humiliation for the noble Golden-winged Roc Eagle clan!

...

"Human, you have angered me!"

"You will be the first powerful man in the God Transformation Stage to be killed since I came to the Eastern Wilderness!"

"Look at my Tianpeng Nine Slashes, the first one to kill the mountains and rivers!"

The golden-winged roc eagle flew up angrily, and its huge body burst out with a huge light.

A huge divine blade that was hundreds of feet long appeared in the void and slashed at the old Taoist priest.

Wherever this knife passed, even the void was shattering.

Just like the name of this sword, it cuts the mountains and rivers.

If you can practice this move to the extreme and cut the mountains and rivers into pieces with one sword, it is absolutely true!

The old Taoist priest looked at the huge golden-winged roc eagle in the sky with a serious face.

"It turned out to be the royal family among the Peng clan in the southern Xinjiang, the Golden-winged Roc Eagle."

"How should you make such good ingredients!"

"It really hurts me!"

"Forget it, get arrested first!"

...

Taking a deep breath, the old Taoist priest was ready to rub his hands and roll up his sleeves.

He stared at the golden-winged roc eagle in front of him, and his right hand suddenly poked out into the sky.

"Look at my magical power to refine the body and grab the chicken with a big hand seal!"

After a word, the void above the cloud began to twist.

The golden-winged roc eagle that was dozens of feet long was shrinking rapidly.

"No, how is it possible? Old Taoist priest, you actually know the magical power of space, the Great Hand Seal of the Sky!"

The golden-winged Roc Eagle's eyes were filled with shock and horror, and it felt like it had encountered a tough slap.

The old Taoist licked his lips, and his right hand was still slowly stretching forward.

He curled his lips: "What is the big handprint for the sky? This move is called the big handprint for the chicken."

"Gold-winged chicken, you'd better come here to me!"

After a word, his five fingers suddenly closed his right hand.

Suddenly, the void quickly concentrated.

The golden-winged roc eagle was compressed to about one foot.

It seems that it is really the same size as an ordinary domestic rooster.

In that banned void, the golden-winged roc eagle was constantly struggling.

Its voice was extremely sharp: "Nonsense, this is obviously a big handprint for the sky!"

The old Taoist priest curled his lips: "You are a dying chicken, why are you fighting for so many things?"

...

After saying that, the old Taoist priest took off a golden iron stick from his back.

He looked at the golden-winged roc eagle, as if he was studying how to make ingredients.

Suddenly, the Golden-winged Great Pluto Eagle panicked: "How dare you kill me, I am the son of the third elder of the Peng clan."

"If you kill me, my father will definitely not let you go!"

The old Taoist priest was slightly stunned, with a worried expression on his face: "How old is your father?"

The Golden-winged Roc Eagle snorted coldly: "My father is five thousand years old, and half his foot is stepped into the Saint's realm."
To be continued...