Chapter 2459

The power of the golden winged ROC is comparable to the level 8 demon, and even the Dara Jinxian can't bear it.

Ye Feng will build his whole body Archean Shenyuan.

The golden winged ROC's eyes are as green as jade, showing contempt.

"You demigod is no more than that."

Ye Feng sneered: "you don't want to be wild. I see that it's not easy for you to practice. It takes you two points. It took tens of thousands of years to reach such a state. I'm afraid that you will be ashamed to commit suicide."

The golden winged ROC was furious: "shameless human beings, thieves who steal medicine, dare to speak hard and let you know the power of this demon king."

Boom, the golden plume with thousands of gold, like a round of golden sun, majestic, crazy yuan, almost surrounded Ye Feng.

Ye Feng is not alarmed. The thunder sword in his hand makes a rumbling sound like a dragon song. In a moment, it is divided into hundreds of flying swords, each of which is filled with three colors of streamer, accompanied by strong wind and lightning.

The golden plume of the demon king is no less powerful than any magic weapon and immortal soldier. The golden cloud is of great potential. It penetrates Ye Feng's Shenyuan protection and smashes Ye Feng's black leather clothes to pieces.

However, there is also a transparent polar ice silkworm coat which is hard to see with the naked eye.

Polar ice silkworm is a species of fairyland. It is the most precious treasure of Xianjia. It is also a treasure in the thirty-three days of fairyland.

It came to the human world during the war of the seven kingdoms and survived in the Antarctic ten thousand year glacier.

With the ability of human ancient warriors, it is impossible to refine silk and weave clothes.

And Ye Feng has a deep chance to get Tiancai Dibao, which can be woven into a Tianchan battle suit.

That day, the silkworm battle suit was invisible to the naked eye. It was as thin as silk, but its defense was extremely strong.

The first time he was with an ancient monster, or the golden winged Dapeng, Ye Feng didn't know that the golden feather demon yuan Jingtian had incomparable magic power, so he was hit by the thousands of golden lights.

Although the golden light has worn through the protection of Shenyuan, it can't attack Ye Feng's Tianchan battle suit.

Although the surging golden light like ripples, sharp and powerful, Ye Feng's black leather clothes flutter sound, become full of holes, but safe, a calm face, calm.

When Ye Feng is attacked by golden winged Dapeng's golden plume, Ye Feng's thunder sword also strongly counterattacks.

Although it is in the small world, the sky does not know when to agglomerate a piece of dark clouds, among which the wind is howling, the black is pressing, the lightning is thundering.

One after another lightning, as if it were sword light, fell rapidly from the mid air under the traction of thunder sword, cutting through the space, like thousands of meteors, hitting the top of the demon king.

The light of the hundreds of flying swords, whistling disorderly, is like dazzling lightning. It is a vast expanse of white, mixed with the lightning in the sky, surrounding the golden winged ROC heavily.

In an instant, it is not clear whether it is the dazzling sword light or the lightning. It is almost mixed into a piece, and it is like a collapsed seawall, and the vast ocean comes in an instant.

The wild air flow was flying at the top of the peak, and the electric light hit the rock, which made the rock full of scorched black marks. The small ones were sword marks, and the thick ones were burnt and paste like. The concave holes were the traces of lightning.

The sky is full of sword rain, like a sword dragon flying in the sky, cutting off a large area of the whole mountain.

Countless broken rocks rolled down the mountain stream, making a booming sound, echoing the thunder in the air.

Because he has practiced for tens of thousands of years, his feathers have been refined into steel, and even the immortal soldiers and magic weapons are hard to hurt, so he is confident that he can compete with Ye Feng by virtue of the demon yuan defense.

The towering sword like a storm surged in, breaking through the defense demon yuan, chopped in its body.

It can't tell whether it's the sword or the lightning. It feels a sudden, surging pressure and penetrates the defense.

The golden winged ROC couldn't help turning pale. He didn't expect that Ye Feng's sword would be so fierce that it was beyond imagination.

Those heavy sword moves and lightning, like the storm hit, cut its feathers.

Gold and white feathers were flying in the air.

That each feather, is sandwiched with majestic energy, that is the feather of Archean golden winged ROC, a feather is harder than dark iron.

However, he was cut down by the wild sword power of Ye Feng.

Golden as if thousands of gold, white as if thousands of miles of snow.

For the golden winged ROC, ordinary strength can't hurt it, but as long as it is injured, it is a very serious injury, and it will be unbearable.

The feather was cut, and the whole body was broken. On every piece of skin, there were hundreds of sword wounds. The green blood gushed out, and it became a bloody man in an instant.

The hundreds of flying swords, dense sword momentum, seem to break the void, through time and space, cut their precious feathers into pieces, the pain like needles through the flesh and blood, drill into the bones.

His hands were full of grey bones and flesh.

He resisted the pain: "you, what kind of sword are you?"

Ye Feng faint smile: "thunder sword."

The golden winged ROC leaped back dozens of steps, and almost fell off the cliff before he got rid of Ye Feng's sword power. He looked at Ye Feng in surprise and didn't believe that he would be defeated by a half man and half god guy.Although he was badly hurt, the golden winged Dapeng has a strong demon yuan and a frightening self-healing power. His damaged hands are hemostatic and self-healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Feng ignored him and bent down to pick the seven leaf fairy grass and the soil into his own medicine King's ring. In the middle of the medicine King's ring, maple also had a field of medicinal herbs planted with miraculous herbs from the eternal world. It was also a thriving scene.

"You're not my match. If your master comes, it's about the same."

"My master has not appeared for more than a thousand years."

Ye Feng picks up his sword and looks at the golden winged ROC lightly. Although he is fierce, he doesn't seem to be lying.

"Your master is the boundless master?"

"Yes, you know him?"

"Is he a demon?"

"I don't know. If he is, he is not an ordinary demon."

Ye Feng thought that this boundless master was just a demon of idle clouds and wild cranes. Unexpectedly, he raised an ancient golden winged ROC and built the magic water prison, which made Ye Feng more curious about his identity.

Since there is no boundless master here, Ye Feng clasped his fist and said, "sorry, I'll see you later."

Ye Feng turns to leave.

Behind him came the sound of the waterfall, some cool water from the distance.

When Ye Feng came out of his childhood, the magic water prison was in chaos. There were smashed prisoners everywhere. All of these prisoners were highly trained and had a close relationship with silver armour soldiers.

At first, the silver armour guards had the upper hand, because they had magic crystal guns and were well-equipped, and they had an advantage over unarmed prisoners.

But later, the prisoners seized the weapons and gradually suppressed the silver armour soldiers. The prisoners had the upper hand. Without the warden and Zhou Bing's leadership, the silver armour soldiers were a group of loose sand, and they were losing.