The valley was a boiling auction.

Everyone’s eyes are flashing and different looks are passing.

In this moment.

A word sounded, breaking this strange "silence" that surprised many people.

"I accept your challenge."

After the golden-winged king said this, he answered immediately.

Everyone who heard this was an accident.

Does he have the confidence to defeat the King of the Golden Wings?

To know that the golden wing Peng is not a waste, nor can the wooden whip be compared, it is a demonic king behind the backing, the real proud son of heaven, repair is more stable pressure on the sky multiple levels.

Even in the five fields, the more the king of the golden wing is in the forefront.

What is the privilege of heaven!

In itself, he can step over the stage and stand, and his ability is not only as simple as surface repair.

"I will not take advantage of you, I will fight against you with the same cultivation as you."

The golden-winged king spoke again, not squinting, and his eyes were wide and sharp.

God shakes his head.

He stood up and said, “No need; if you are like me, you will fail.”

This sentence is not false, but Tao Tianjun has this self-confidence, the same realm who can fight with him, even if it is the king of the king's body or the northern plain invincible and proud king, or the emperor who was born not long ago in the state, he has the same self-confidence.

Say the words, and go out.

"Brother Peng seems to have been little seen by your later generations."

The dark old man always paid attention to all this and gloated after seeing it.

“Hmmm!”

The old man sounded.

“The results are naturally known.”The owner of the old voice spoke again.

Obviously, this man is the power of the demonic people of the East, the Peng King.

With the king of the frog and the king of the peacock, he is a strong and fierce man of the great demon of the East Wilderness.

The golden-winged king looked at the light, and he got up directly and went out of the valley.

On the outside.

The monks are all stuck, what is going on?

Why did they all come out.

"I said before the game that those who challenge me have to have conditions."

For the words of Tao Tianjun, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King also has no nonsense, and raising his hand is throwing a ring.

The ring fell directly on the hand of the holy woman in Yaochi.

Hurry up!

God's Word, Hearts, Hearts, Heaven's Heart, Heaven's Heart, Heaven's Heart, Heaven's Heart, Heaven

Although the golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang is full of pride, but he will not delay in doing things, Dao Tianjun likes to "deal with" such people, not much bullshit, send money is real.

“Hang!”

The void outside the valley shook, the golden-winged Peng King's hand, his eyes were cold, and he was proud of the forefront of the demon family.

Strong and self-acclaimed.

But he has this qualification, and the five fingers between them are turned into eagle claws.

The golden light floats, the sky has the crowing of birds, shaking the nine, and the simple capture of the void seems to be breaking.

The Golden Winged Peng King is the descendant of the Peng King.

The body of the demon Peng's blood, raising his hand and throwing his feet is like a god bird culling, the demon is vertical and horizontal, and the stamp is in the number of miles.

It is the smell of the four realms!

Dao Tianjun's practice of the golden-winged Xiaopeng was not discouraged, and his breath was like a hundred thousand volcanic eruptions.

The annihilation!

The broken soul!

The Dragon Force!

With a soft word, he broke out without reservation.

The blood is fading into a dragon, and the thuds are thorny.

The right muscles bulged up, as if a dragon were full, and the body was raised, if the gods were alive.

“The buzz...”

Blood turbulence distorts the void.

As soon as the steps stepped, the earth cracked, the dark abyss suddenly formed, his breath was too terrible, the whole person seemed to come from the most distant barbaric era of life, the volume of blood and blood reached a inhuman point.

In the face of the killing of the King of the Golden Wings.

A simple punch, hard to break the law.

The bomb!

The power boiled, and when the collision, the golden-winged king's eyes were full of light, and the breath suddenly rose.

Hip...

The golden-winged king staggered back, the earth was broken, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

In an instant, he was defeated.

In this shot, he lost.

Everything so that the king can not accept the golden wing, he is a demon, but also the demon Peng bloodline, and the legend of the golden wing Peng has a great relationship, how he can lose.

The little king of the golden winged peng was cold.

At first, he realized that he was not right and raised his strength to the dragon, otherwise the consequences would not be so, but he was still defeated, which surprised him.

“What!”People exclaimed that the demonic people of the East were the most self-confident.

The strength of the Golden Winged Peng King can be said to have swept the young generation, but he defeated it.

The hands are bloody, shocking!

“Weakly.”Dao Tianjun was dissatisfied, and his heart was very disappointed, and the body up to two meters looked down at the gold-winged king.

He thought he could fight a smooth fight, and finally forced him to use drugs.

But God found out he wanted more.

Listen to that word.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King moved again, this time he was no longer conceited and killed with the power of real dragonland.

The golden hair danced, and he killed God.

The breath soared, and the hand-to-hand battle with Dao Tianjun came to the field.

Hush...

The two men were constantly punching their fists.

The sound was deafening, like two peaks colliding, the void twisted, and the weak friars covered their ears.

The ten-fisting touch, without exception, occupies the absolute wind.

Every time there is a collision, the golden-winged king's body will be shaken.

His fist was stained with blood.

As a demon and a human being, he lost.

In this moment.

Everyone was shocked and the crowd boiled.

This system is too exaggerated, even the demon clan will explode.

The old words are frowned upon.

“As with the ancient writings, the flesh of the wasteland is unique in the world, and its human race has come into the world like a humanoid beast, and it is really hard to believe what kind of environment created such a person.”The old man in the Temple of War was amazed.

The king was silent, and he silently looked at the golden-winged king without saying a word.

"The golden-winged king of the little Peng is finished in the flesh."

The king shook his head.

"Let him suffer."The king spoke, his face indifferent.

For the cultivation of future generations, the Peng Wang is notoriously strict.

"You're so disappointed me, it's really good to be weak."

God is really unsatisfied.

Bounce!

In between the words, he collided with the golden-winged king again.

The result is obvious, the golden-winged king's hands are almost scrapped, this evolved into a pure match, the golden wing of the king was completely crushed.

“You have lost.”

Two meters of body Tianjun standing in front of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, the teeth smiled, "In fact, this time you are careless, the next time you can challenge me with ethereal medicine."

The king calmed down, and his face was cold.

He already knew that his body was too much worse than God’s.

Originally, the body of the Taotian is the top level of the young generation, but now the secret of death has exploded, and there are only a few people who can match him...

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