Chapter 2720: Jinpeng Clan Saint

Chapter 2721 Jinpeng Clan Saint

The four Jinpeng clan masters looked at him coldly. Although the ancestor ordered that Zhuo Bufan should not be killed, he did not say that he should not suffer a bit.

Puff...

The golden claws tore the air and grabbed Zhuo Bufan's arm, seeming to want to unscrew one of his arms directly.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were cold, and his fist condensed radiant vitality. Because of the injury, his strength was only restored by less than half a level. The fist shook the golden claws hard, making a clear sound of gold and iron.

A huge force poured into his arm, half of his body was numb, and Zhuo Bufan stepped back dozens of steps.

"I still have the strength to block my attack? I want to see how many times you can block it?" The Golden Winged Realm Emperor's eyes swept across Zhuo Bufan with contempt, and a joke appeared in the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Zhuo Bufan moved his gaze to the former's face, his indifferent face revealed a chilling chill, and said, "Even if I am injured now, you can't be humiliated!"

"It's useless to be sharp-toothed, let me tear off your two arms... see if you can still be so calm." The Golden Wing Realm Emperor sneered, and the palm of his palm condensed the golden vitality, once again turned into a huge claw. .

At the same time, Zhuo Bufan's eyes passed a blood-red color, and a beam of light as thin as silk blasted toward the Golden Wing Realm Emperor as fast as lightning.

This scene obviously made the Golden Wing Realm Emperor, including the four Jinpeng clan realm masters, never expected that it would be too late to stop it.

The red line drew into the mind of the Golden Wing Realm Emperor, instantly making the latter pale and bloodless, and the vitality condensed in his palms suddenly collapsed.

Mental power attack...

Although he suffered a serious injury, his soul's spiritual power was not damaged. Of course, the Golden Wing Realm Emperor hadn't expected that he would be hit suddenly, even holding his mind to resist the spiritual power that invaded Shenhai.

Physical injuries can be recovered, but if the soul is damaged, it is not so easy to recover.

The Golden Wing Realm Emperor's forehead was filled with fine cold sweat, and his body trembled slightly. Zhuo Bufan's mental power was already comparable to the existence of the Realm Master Realm, and this blow naturally made him feel terrified.

"Dare to attack the Golden Wing Realm Emperor..." The Qingshan Realm Master's eyes were cold, his fingertips pointed out, and the surrounding space was distorted.

Suddenly, a voice rang in the sky: "Bring him to the ancestral land to see me."

The master of the green shirt immediately reduced his momentum, his eyes changed slightly and said: "You are here to take care of the golden wings, and I will take him to see the patriarch."

A strong wind swept across, and Zhuo Bufan was completely unable to resist. He was taken by the master of the Qingshan realm and flew towards the majestic golden statue in the distance. The golden statue was in the mouth of a palace entrance, and the two flew into it. After a while, Appeared in a bright and majestic hall.

Two rows of stone pillars, Baoguang blooms.

The palace is tall, magnificent and wide, standing in it, you can feel your own insignificance.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes moved from the shining gems on the stone pillars to the center of the hall, and a vague black figure slowly emerged. He was an old man in a black robe, with white hair like silver and crane hair, but the skin on his face was as tender as a baby. It looks a little weird.

"What a strong pressure!" Zhuo Bufan's sword eyebrows tufted, his eyes widened suddenly.

As if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders, his whole body was trembling violently, and the bones made a clattering sound.

Moreover, Zhuo Bufan could feel that the other party only used some pressure. If the pressure is completely released, even his peak strength state will be completely crushed by this pressure into powder. This is the breath of the saint.

"Are you the King of Shadow Killers?" The black-robed old man floated his feet in the air, moved slowly in front of Zhuo Bufan, stopped, and asked.

"Are you the patriarch of the Jinpeng clan?" Zhuo Bufan looked at each other, gritted his teeth, and uttered a few words with difficulty.

Even though his body was under extreme pressure and his kneecap was faintly shattering, he did not kneel down.

"It's a bit of strength and spine. It's a little surprising that the human body can refine the body to such a strong level." The black robe old man said faintly, and at the same time, Zhuo Bufan felt the pressure on the body as the tide receded. , Muscles and bones are loose.

call!

A long breath came out of his mouth.

"You killed Lord Jinpeng, aren't you afraid that I would kill you?" Chief Jinpeng narrowed his eyes, staring at Zhuo Bufan like a real sword light, making the latter feel a tingling sensation all over his body. .

"Practitioners experience in the universe. Fighting and fighting are very common things. To blame, you can only blame Jinpeng Langjun for being too arrogant, or for his inferior skills... If the dignified saint wants to kill me, how can I resist it? Zhuo Bufan raised his head and looked at the other side without squinting.

"The courage is good, if Jinpeng Langjun has a bit of city and tolerance, he won't fall to the point where he is now." The sharp color in the eyes of the patriarch Jinpeng narrowed slightly, but applauded.

Zhuo Bufan had some doubts in his heart. The other party grabbed himself, but didn't kill him immediately to avenge Jinpeng Langjun. What was it for?

"Do you want to know why I didn't kill you? Follow me to a place."

As Patriarch Jinpeng said, the surrounding space began to twist, and when the space recovered again, Zhuo Bufan found that he was no longer in the palace, but appeared in a starry void, surrounded by darkness, with countless stars shining in the distance.

The black-robed old man put his hands behind him, and looked at a bright star in front of him. Among them was a star, shining with a faint **** brilliance, incompatible with the surrounding stars, and instantly attracted Zhuo Bufan's eyes.

"There is'Gu'ao Star', a very ordinary planet of civilization." Chief Jinpeng said.

"Gu Aoxing, why haven't I heard of it?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.

Chief Jinpeng smiled faintly, and said: "Of course you have never heard of it. It is a light-year away from the Jinpeng Clan. Occasionally, this place is very hidden and can directly shield the space coordinates. It is difficult to come here even with a spaceship or teleportation. , I also found this place by accident."

The corners of Zhuo Bufan's eyes twitched slightly. His strength can teleport less than tens of millions of kilometers at a time, and the opponent teleports more than 100 million light-years at a time. The difference between the two is simply incomparable.

"I don't kill you because I want you to do something for me. Go to'Gu Aoxing' and help me get something. As long as you can bring that thing back successfully, I will spare your life. How about?" Holding him, said.

Zhuo Bufan heard what he said, but his face was not half happy, his gaze narrowed slightly and said: "Something you can't even get? Can I take it out for you?"

"Gu Ao Xing is very peculiar. The whole planet is like a huge magic circle. Once a strong person who exceeds the realm of the realm land on the ancient Ao star, the entire planet will be completely annihilated. Only the monks under the realm of the realm will enter the ancient Ao star. Will cause the formation to fluctuate."

"I know you are curious, why don't I send Jinpeng Langjun or the Golden Wing Realm Emperor to help me fetch it? Because they are not so capable yet, but your realm happens to be in Realm King realm where you can enter Ancient Ao Xing, and you can kill The death of Jinpeng Langjun proves that your strength is only strong and not weak. You are the best candidate to go to Gu Aoxing to get treasures for me."