Ancient Godly Monarch

On the foothills, the Dapeng bird stands there, looking up to the sky, and all day long, looking into the sky, giving people a sense of not looking up.

Many monsters, often come here to worship the demon king Dapeng, looking at the Dapeng bird looking up to the sky, the demon seems to be able to feel the loneliness of the king.

He is supreme, overlooking the demons, accepting the demon worship, he looks up to the sky, as if he wants to one day vacate into the clouds and break away.

Dapeng spreads its wings very low, and it crashes into the sky. If Dapeng can break the sky, what kind of spirit will it be.

On this day, the gust of wind swelled, and in the distance, the vastness of the demon swelled in the air. Dapeng still looked up to the celestial scorpion, and his eyes did not move. It seemed to be the king of the world. In his eyes, only the sky, no more. Put any ancient demon in your eyes.

"Roar!"

An angry roar came out. Before I saw the mountain peak, there was a body shape that didn't require Dapeng to be a small horror figure.

The red wings, the skull's head, the sharp tentacles, the cold and brutal pupils, are the king of another demon domain, the red-winged dragon.

The descendants of the Eight-Party demon dragon, the blood of the demon god, but even it is the first time to see the real Dapeng in the cloud.

"It is you, call the king here." A cold voice spit out from the mouth of the red-winged dragon, its body is like a hill, I don't know how many.

Dapeng once again slowly moved his eyes and fell on the body of the red-winged dragon. The cold mans in the middle of the dragon made the demon tremble, and several monsters following the red-winged dragon were all feeling The indifference and pride of Dapeng demon king.

"When I came here, it did not kill the demon of my territory." Qin asked the faint voice.

"Not before." Below, Qin asked Tian to sit down and responded to the demon, and the red-winged dragon was even shouting: "This king disdains."

Dapeng’s eyes stared at each other, and a cold voice spit out a cold voice: “Submission, or death.”

In the red wings of the dragon's mouth, a low voice screamed, and suddenly, a roar, the world's crazy tremors, like a landslide, Qin asked the mountain where the mountain is, as if they are madly shaking, may collapse at any time, I am afraid The power of the earth is shrouded in this world.

Stars and monsters are different from human beings. They are naturally good at the power of certain fields. This red-winged dragon is born to be good at flames and the power of the earth. It can absorb the stars on the martial arts stars of two kinds of attributes above nine days without communication. The martial arts stars, this is their unique talent.

Moreover, this red-winged dragon is very powerful in strength and speed, especially in terms of strength, it can suppress too many monsters of the same level.

There are many powerful stars and monsters. They all have their own talents. Even with the strength, some corresponding talents will also appear and can be used by them.

The monster's dependence on talent is much stronger than that of human beings. Therefore, powerful monsters, such as the Eight-Party Demon and its close relatives, can practice to a high level, and some weak creatures are destined to be in At the bottom, unless there is a great chance or anti-day efforts to add some gas.

Dapeng's eyes stared at the red-winged dragon, and his body seemed to have a horrible demon king. It was the king of the king, and it seemed to have the power of blood, burning and roaring in his body.

Dapeng’s body seems to be shrouded in a layer of the king’s aura, which is **** and crazy.

The huge pupil of the red-winged dragon shrinks and looks ugly. This Dapeng has such a strong blood, like a natural king. Is this the blood power of the Dapeng bird in the cloud?

The aura of the king seems to be more awkward. The breath of Dapeng is climbing in madness. It has broken through the ground and filled the atmosphere of the peaks of the sky. The wings are open and Dapeng slowly floats above the sky. A supreme king is under pressure.

The kind of pressure is the pressure of the upper demon king against the next monster, absolutely pressure, this breath, let the body of the red wing tremble violently, not only because the other side is strong, more Yes, it belongs to the sensitivity of the monster, so that it can clearly feel the honor of the other party. This is a higher level demon than the king.

"A second time, surrender, or death."

Dapeng said coldly, his voice was like a sly tremble in the mind of the red-winged dragon. At this moment, it is in the same territory as Dapeng, but it clearly feels the pressure of the superiors. It should have been humble.

Looking at Dapeng's eyes, it seems to see the sky monarch, its eyes, and gradually dare not look directly at Dapeng, its proud head, gradually lower.

The lower demons looked at the scene in front of them, and they were all shocking.

"I will, surrender." Feel the more powerful king of the king, the red wing of the dragon spit out a voice, the sound fell, its pressure to vent, as if no longer the king, completely gone temper.

The demon's heart was swaying, watching Dapeng above the void, showing the meaning of the king's king, still floating in it, the sharp eyes of the sharp sweeping past, no demon dare to look directly at the front.

As for the monsters in the Dapeng territory, their hearts are extremely excited, and the demon blood is rolling and moving. This is their king. The real king, the king of the other field, has not yet fought, and has already surrendered to the seat of their king. How kind of spirit.

"You are a demon king in one field, stepping into my territory, not killing a demon, I will seal you as a demon, and I will be above the nine commanders. I am not here. You will rule the demon for me. However, you I must also abide by my rules. From then on, the two domain monsters will be unified and must not be killed. The rules must be strictly divided. You can accept it."

Dapeng’s voice was indifferent, and the red-winged dragon daggered, saying: “The demon will follow the king’s life.”

"I am not here, this place demon domain, will be returned to you sooner or later, now, go." Dapeng voice is majestic and indifferent, so that the demon is unpredictable, but they are faintly thinking, I am afraid that Dapeng demon king, there are more High ambition.

His goal is the sky, the sky monarch.

The red-winged dragon was slain, leaving the place to rectify the demon in its field. Dapeng figure back to the top of the ancient peak, standing there, looking up to the sky, as if he was eternal.

The demons below looked at this scene and never knew the loneliness of their king.

He was a man, came to the world of the demon, and was king.

As time goes by, the autumn leaves will dye the forest into red and yellow. In the middle of the forest, there are leaves falling and falling, and it seems lonely and lonely. The two regions are now the masters and the demon king Dapeng.

However, their king is still standing up with lightning all the time. The lonely figure is like eternal. When the night falls, you can find that above the sky, the stars fall down and fall on the body of the Dapeng demon king, those stars, It was extraordinarily bright, and in the darkness, the lonely figure was branded more clearly.

Qingmei fairy has not appeared again, Qinger does not know where to go, Qin asked him what he can think now, only to make himself stronger.

The outside world, for the disappearance of Qin Wentian, more people think that he has fallen, Dan Wangdian has never talked about this matter, but his friends gradually become stronger, firmly believe that Qin asked the day is not dead.

The Xuanyin Temple in Youzhou City, above the quaint city tower, under the shadow of a black robe, shrouded in a charming body, the exquisite figure, is perfectly perfected by the tight black robe, Bai Qing is from a dense place After returning from experience, I learned that Qin Wentian may have fallen in the Danwang Temple. When I heard the news, she did not leave a tear. She just stood here and looked into the distance. For seven days and seven nights, she did not move a small step.

"Qingtoutou." Behind Bai Qing, Bai Qiuxue's eyes were reddish and shouted, but Bai Qing was still unseen, still staring into the distance.

The wind blew, shaking the clothes of the two women.

Above the scorpio, there was a cold wind blowing, and Bai Qing’s lips moved. Finally, there was a tear that slipped down the corner of his eye, only one drop.

"Ask my brother, if you are jealous, even if you are in the world, why?"

Bai Qing is sad in her heart. She is so practising, she does not hesitate to hurt her body. Why?

"If you squat, bury the whole Danwang Temple, what is the use?" Bai Qing whispered, then her eyes lifted, looking to the sky, the eyes are no longer beautiful, but incomparably dark Cold, it seems to come from the nine secluded.

The horrible cold magic power permeated the whole body. Bai Qiuxue only felt cold and chilly, and she shuddered. Her body quickly retraced and could not stand by Bai Qing.

The magic power, lingering on the white body of Bai Qing, seems to have become a more terrible magic, her figure trembled, rising into the sky and going away.

"Qing Er." Bai Qiuxue shouted, but heard a voice coming from behind him: "Let her go, she will repair the devil in this life, so, the devil is deeper, it is a blessing or a curse, see her creation."

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Outside the demon mountain city, the vast forest mountains, the foggy land, this day, finally a figure walked out.

The old people who entered the past, as well as the younger and other people, all came out of it.

The foggy land is calm and calm, but no one has thought of how much wind and waves have been set up in a strong area like the cloud from the endless territory of this place.

The Great Nissan Law, stolen by people, triggered a blazing flame of a terrorist power. I don’t know how many strong people have fallen, one by one, like the big Xia Dynasty’s hegemon-class Zongmen family, blinking in this storm. The smoke will disappear.

No one knows that the initiator of this storm was only for someone in the endless summer dynasty.

Qinger walked forward, behind her, the old man stopped and shouted: "Princess."

Qinger's footsteps were slightly stopped and stopped.

"Don't forget the princess's promise, the old slave will lead the tribe to leave." The old man slightly owed, Qinger nodded slightly, then continued to lift his footsteps and went forward.

Not long after, the figure of Qing Er disappeared into the line of sight, and next to the old man, a white woman stood there respectfully, seemingly waiting for the order.

"Is everything you are investigating true?" the old man asked faintly.

"It is true that the princess wants this law. It must be Qin Wentian who fled the Danwang Temple, but I don't know who was saved." The woman said faintly, making the old man's brow look like a touch of sharpness: "The surname Qin?... For Qin Yuanfeng’s man, it should be, no relationship!”