"This is what you forced me to do, Kunpeng wings, manifest the true spirit!"

Zhu Qingyang's eyes were red, his face was ferocious, and his mouth was full of words.

"Hum!"

On the wings of Kunpeng, the silver divine light flows and blooms boundless divine light.

The sky shakes, the sun and the moon tremble!

The gods in the wings of Kunpeng are gradually waking up.

Inexhaustible suction is coming from Kunpeng's wings, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth in a radius of thousands of miles to Kunpeng's wings!

After absorbing innumerable auras, the light on Kunpeng's wings became more and more dazzling and constantly trembling. Among them, the speed of recovery of gods was faster and faster.

Kunpeng, swallow the stars, swallow the moon, swallow the sky!

Qin Yi once incarnated as a real dragon and devoured several feathered worshippers. However, in fact, in terms of phagocytic ability, the real dragon is not as good as Kunpeng.

Among the ancient beasts in the world, Kunpeng is also a small group standing at the top, known for its speed and swallowing!

This Kunpeng's wings are refined from the feathers of a Kunpeng accidentally obtained by an ancient sage of the tap heaven school.

Naturally, there is a trace of power in the Kunpeng's wings!

"Not bad!"

Qin Yi's interest in Kunpeng's wings was greatly increased.

It is a sacred vessel cast by a feather of Kun Peng, which even he covets.

With this sacred instrument, he can even spy on Kun Peng's devouring magic power, which is of great benefit to his cultivation!

"Ha ha ha ha, before Ben Sheng Zi came to the snow city, the ancestor left a magic power in the wings of Kunpeng, which was enough to activate all the power of Kunpeng's wings!"

Zhu Qingyang was not flustered at the moment and laughed wildly.

"Boy, it's your honor to die under the wings of Kunpeng!"

Zhu Qingyang grinned ferociously, as if he had seen Qin Yi's tragic death.

A sacred instrument is fully awakened, and it is not inferior to a saint's powerful hand!

Even if ye Tian is in front of you, no matter how against the heaven, you can't cross a great realm. You can attack the sage!

"I didn't expect that the sage of the Tianpai school was so careful in his means."

Many of the warriors were speechless.

A sacred weapon is not enough. It still leaves a magic power in Kunpeng's wings, which can let Kunpeng's wings strike a saint.

Sitting on this sacred vessel, Zhu Qingyang could resist the next attack, not to mention Qin Yi, even if he faced a saint.

"It's a pity that such a monster will die here."

Many of the martial arts could not help sighing.

"Not good!"

The swordsman's face changed dramatically, and he wanted to move.

However, the pressure of Kunpeng's wings is not that he can resist it. The whole person is bent and unable to move at all.

Let alone Help Qin Yi.

"Shua!"

In the bright moon Pavilion, Su Ying stands up with anxiety.

"Lord Zhao, please hurry up and save the emperor of Qin!"

Su Ying says to Zhao Yun urgently, want to let Zhao Yun hand.

However, Zhao Yun's face did not change: "Your Majesty has an order, there is no need for Zilong to do so.

What's more, it's just a sacristy, it's not your Majesty's opponent. "

"But

Su Ying is still worried.

"Don't worry, elder su. Your majesty will not be defeated!"

Zhao Yun's words are full of confidence in Qin Yi.

Your Majesty's divine power, is not a rat generation, can be defeated by a tool!

Your majesty should be on top of the nine heavens, commanding the heavens and imposing a great deal of pressure on the world!

A mole ant can hurt your majesty?

Isn't it a ridiculous thing to laugh at?

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