Chapter 169 The Thief of the Sky (1)(1/2)
Compared with Kunpeng, the Golden-winged Dapeng is like an ant standing in front of an elephant. It is very small and inconspicuous. However, it is this golden 'little ant' with two wings, as fast as lightning.
, appeared next to the opponent, and then flashed his claws, tearing apart the layers of clear clouds, leaving a gash several feet long on Kunpeng's body.
Although this hole is not worth mentioning compared to the huge size of Kunpeng, the Golden-winged Dapeng is as fast as lightning. In a few breaths, there are hundreds of such holes, and they have a tendency to spread.
The huge water eye on the back of the 'giant whale' suddenly spurted out a huge pillar, and heavy rain fell from the sky. Every drop of rain turned into a mouthful of water. At the same time, the waist of the giant whale began to shrink, and a pair of wings that could cover the entire floating island slowly
He slowly stretched out and waved his giant wings violently. In an instant, the pure air condensed into a storm, forming the chaotic state of the pure air world.
The chaotic state transformed by clear energy is different from the chaotic state of evil energy. If the chaotic state of evil energy confuses the rules of the void and then strangles the opponent, then the chaotic state of clear energy decomposes all matter and finally returns it to pure energy.
This kind of power is enough to show the strong divinity in the other party's body; in terms of divine strength alone, it should be ten times that of a veteran demigod. Even at the peak of demigods, it is far behind the opponent.
Divinity must be accumulated over time, and what could be older than the bloodline of the divine race inherited from ancient mythical beasts. The entire incarnation of 'Kunpeng' is a transformation of divine power.
'Tsk, tsk, such a unique talent is really enviable.'
Qi Lung had only been promoted to demigod not long ago, and the divinity in his body was only as big as a fist. Looking at the terrifying divinity fluctuations emanating from the other party, he felt a bit envious, jealous, and wanted to cut him into pieces and eat him.
I don’t know if you can absorb the other person’s divinity after swallowing it?
However, being strong in divinity does not mean that it is strong in actual combat. The rain of knives and the strong wind made it almost impossible for the golden-winged roc to escape. The storm left a trail of blood on the golden feathers. Soon the golden-winged roc disappeared and was replaced by
A strange bird covered in blood.
However, Qi Long felt the excitement and enthusiasm in the mind of the Golden-winged Dapeng.
Absorbing the thoughts of the Buddha Mother Peacock King Ming, this golden-winged roc has reached the intensity of its second bloodline transformation. However, under the premise that Qi Long's strength continues to increase dramatically, the bloodline of one of the twelve royal families is rarely used.
Power, and the power it displays is even less comparable to the legendary evil bird that feeds on dragons.
After all, although there are only nine types of dragon veins, they can evolve repeatedly due to the favorable conditions of time and place, while there are only twelve types of bloodlines of the God King.
So in a sense, the blood of the golden-winged roc is more precious than the dragon's blood.
However, the person who helped Qi Long the most along the way was Dragon Vein.
Now Qi Long understands a little bit, that is, the Golden-winged Dapeng can only integrate its instincts into martial arts in the bloody and bloody killings, which is similar to the martial arts of the gods.
However, Qi Long's mind is as iron as stone. At first, he relied on the sword in his hand, but after giving up the sword, he only believed in himself. The instinct of the Golden-winged Dapeng has never been able to be integrated with the spirit, so naturally it cannot absorb various life and death fighting experiences.
, evolve itself.
Until in this pure world, the spirit is equivalent to the physical body, so the spirit of the golden-winged roc can't wait to fly out and fight with this 'Kunpeng'.
The fight between the two sides seems to be like an elephant fighting an ant, but the ant is like a brass head and an iron arm, the more it fights, the braver it becomes. However, Kunpeng was unable to defeat the opponent for a while, and the injuries on his body accumulated, especially the scratches of the roc.
Even the divine bloodline cannot be healed.
While they were entangled, three behemoths transformed into gods appeared on the floating island at the same time.
One is an evil bird with nine heads as big as a hill, and its claws are like wheels, making a sound like a wheel spinning in the void.
There is also a bird with feathers that are over a hundred feet long, and at the tip of each bird feather, there is an upward-turned eyeball pattern.
The last one does not look like a bird at all, but has three huge golden claws, inserted deeply into the void. Above the golden claws, there is a ball of fierce golden flames.
Qi Long frowned slightly as he looked at the last one. How could there be any weak power of humanity inside the other party's flames?
"Gee, Lao Kun is dying."
"It is rumored that the bloodline of the Golden Winged Dapeng King has a certain suppressive effect on the descendants. Now that I see it, it is indeed the case."
"..."
Three behemoths appeared in the other three directions of the floating island, watching the fight between the two sides with great interest. In their opinion, if Kunpeng didn't use his unique skills, he would sooner or later be at a disadvantage and be beaten to death by his opponent.
Sure enough, Kunpeng also realized this. Golden light spurted out from the blowholes on his head, and with a violent roar, an illusory golden-winged roc phantom took shape. In terms of size alone, it was ten times larger than Qi Lung's.
The evil intention is more brutal.
There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, its name is Kun, it turns into a bird, its name is Peng.
'He actually used the power of his bloodline to form a golden-winged roc clone. He is indeed his descendant.'
Qi Long let out a light sigh, paused, and flew over him covered in black flames. Similarly, Li Tianren's earth-centered flames also erupted like a volcano.
"stop!"
"I'm here to help him stop."
Qi Long looked at the bloody golden-winged roc and snorted coldly. His figure flashed and appeared in the sky above the 'Roc Phantom' in an instant. A golden arm suddenly emerged from the flames and grabbed the roc.
Amid the screams of the other party, the bird's neck was yanked fiercely with five fingers. The white emptiness on the fingertips was like a sharp knife. With one pinch, it actually took away a little of the Jin Pengyuan that had taken 'Old Kun' a hundred years of hard work.
The spirit was torn alive.
Old Kun let out a long, muffled sound, and the huge whale's body actually showed signs of collapse, forming a large tide of clear air.
The other three people shrank their eyes. They had all seen this move of Lao Kun. It was quite powerful. It could simulate 50% of the will of the Golden-winged Dapeng. However, it exploded when the other party squeezed it. The descendant of the Golden-winged Dapeng.
, it seems very simple!
The golden-winged roc's eyes lit up, and it flew up directly. It tore at the remains of the 'Roc Phantom' with its claws, and devoured the divinity with large mouthfuls. The surface injuries quickly recovered, and the feathers became even glossier.
Qi Lung ignored the other party and looked at the hand exposed to the flames with interest, feeling the separation properties of Qing Qi.
In the world of turbid air, only by reaching the level of demigod can the spirit be materialized and manifested; the natural aperture of Buddhism is one of the evolutions.
On the other hand, in the Qingqi world, can the physical body also be used as a means of killing, rather than as an existence that must be protected? Especially this arm of his, which has basically reached the level of a true god, and is not afraid of
Qingqi decomposes.
After Old Kun was crushed by the 'Peng Bird Phantom', he finally managed to stabilize Kun Peng's true form, and transformed into a giant man five or six feet tall, with red eyes and roaring. If Li Tianren hadn't blocked him,
You have to fight hard to get up there.
Upon seeing this, the other three giants also transformed. Among them, the nine-headed bird turned into a little girl with black eyes and nine pigtails in her hair. The hundred-eyed bird turned into a blonde beauty, but with three pairs of hair on her face.
Eyes, and the three-legged flame turned into a human flame. The human shape can be vaguely seen, but the facial features cannot be seen.
The three of them, together with the old Kun, vaguely surrounded Qi Long.
Li Tianren saw this and sighed, "Old Kun, He Hei Yatou, Jin Mei, and Sanzu Lie are outstanding descendants of our God Clan; and this, Mr. Qi, is the helper specially invited for us by Empress He.
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"Why would Empress He trust a mortal from the lower world? We can't just let the clan handle matters within our clan by themselves," Hei Hei girl said dissatisfied.
"There are masters in the lower realm, and they are very powerful masters, at least better than me. Your Majesty also has our best interests in mind." Li Tianren explained.
Since breaking through to demigods, he, a descendant of the Li family, has gained a vague reputation as the number one among the younger generation of the bloodless god clan. He considers himself inferior to others, and coupled with Qi Long's ruthless move just now, these four people
Although he looked worried, he did not refute him face to face.
"Since everyone is here, time waits for no one, so let's set off now."
Li Tianren waved his hand, and a big blue-light bird flew out from the floating island. The six of them sat down and headed straight for Chaotian Tomb that day.
Qi Lung sat in it without speaking. He just borrowed this golden arm to feel the decomposition power of the Qingqi world. His injuries were not fully healed. After all, half of his body was directly killed by Donghuang Prison in the Cui family.
The monster in it gnawed away only the bones and even the soles of the feet were gone.
Moreover, the physical breakthrough of the demigod has already made him feel that the right arm that was originally refined with the Martial Emperor's Arm and the Abandoned Emperor's Claw is vaguely uncoordinated and has reached the point where it needs to be refined again. Taking advantage of this opportunity,
Perhaps we can achieve one or two breakthroughs through skin refining.
Li Tianren saw that the atmosphere was awkward, and the other people looked at Qi Long with a nonchalant look, with a lot of hostility in their eyes, so he had nothing to say and said:
"Brother Qi, these are all outstanding members of our Bloodless God Clan. Lao Kun is a descendant of the Kunyu Empress, He Hei Yatou is a descendant of the Bird Queen family, Jin Mei has the blood of Gui Che, and has three legs.
Lie is even more special, born from the essence and blood of the three-legged Golden Crow in the rays of the sun."
Qi Longtou did not raise his head and said, "Having divinity in nothing is different from having a stinky skin. Nowadays, the gods are nothing more than this."
Not only did these words offend the four people, but even Li Tianren was slightly unhappy. He thought to himself, "What a rotten person. Why did you crawl into Mrs. He's bed instead of other beds? You're not coveting other people's bodies. You're despicable!"
He Hei girl sneered: "If the gods are stinky, then who are you humans?"
"They are all stinkers, treat them all equally," Qi Lung said calmly.
He Hei girl was speechless, thinking that this person even scolded herself, how cruel it was.
Li Tianren's heart moved, as if he heard something, and couldn't help but ask: "Did Mr. Qi realize something?"
Qi Lung did not answer, but only raised his head. In his eyes, it was like black fire was burning, and a divine beast and god was going crazy in it, screaming and howling, and then disappeared.
Li Tianren's whole body was shaking like chaff, sweating profusely, and a kind of fear in his bones enveloped his whole body.
However, he was not wrong at all, because from the black fire, he saw another god being conceived and born, including the Suzaku bloodline in his own body, which had faint traces of restlessness.
"Do you understand?"
Li Tianren's face was full of excitement and his tone was hoarse: "How sure are you?"
Qi Lungdao shook his head and said nothing.
The original intention of the Demon Emperor Refining the Artificial Dragon Vein and abandoning the Demon Emperor to refine the God-Burning Flame was naturally to restore the fate of the country, but it also damaged the foundation of the ancient country. This was a helpless move, and there is no explanation for it.
The battle between the bloodless gods and the mixed-blood gods is essentially a battle of blood. The bloodless gods are innately deficient, so their physical body can reach the level of a master at most, while the mixed-blood gods are untamable and unwilling to submit to others.
Even if this disaster is passed safely, as long as there are still problems with the bloodline, the struggle will never stop, and sooner or later it will end with the destruction of one side.
And in this world, the only one who can resolve this disaster is Qi Long, who has mastered the violent flames of the Burning God.
To be continued...