Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

"Yaohuang, do you still remember me?!" Jin Peng screamed strangely.

Flapping its wings and flying with lightning speed, it rushed straight to the battle group between Marquis Weiyuan and Wan Yaohuang.

however.

As soon as it touched the edge of the battle range, it was immediately knocked away by the terrifying aftermath.

"Not good! This battle... this king can't intervene..."

At this time, he is only at the Nascent Soul Realm, and has no qualifications to participate at all...

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Wang Hao said speechlessly.

Exercising the Jinghong movement technique, he managed to catch up with his speed, appeared beside him, stared at the battle ahead and said: "Don't forget your current strength, follow me, and I will protect you into the battlefield."

The words fall.

A scarlet murderous shield rose around him, covering him, and he jumped into the battle group of two people.

And this scene.

The left monster who followed in the dark all saw it.

"Damn it! This treacherous boy wants to use the power of others to limit the assassination of this old man..."

Wang Hao's purpose can be seen at a glance.

As soon as he entered the battle field between Marquis Weiyuan and Wan Yaohuang, his treacherous assassination technique would no longer have any advantage.

The battle between two Mahayana powerhouses is not something ordinary people can participate in.

Only with a perverted body like Wang Hao can he not be afraid of the collision of two terrifying pressures.

Standing in place, looking up at the battle above the nine heavens, his eyes were dark and prey, and his heart was entangled.

Do you want to take a risk?
Victory is right in front of you, if you just give up like this, you will be very unwilling...

"kill!"

After thinking about it for a long time, I gritted my teeth and made a bold decision that violated Assassin's Creed!

The figure shakes.

The old monster on the left was like a ghost, turning into a cloudy wind and blowing towards the sky.

Carefully approaching Wang Hao's side.

It was only a little short of beheading him!
If you don't kill him, you will never be reconciled!
"Master Hou, I will help you too!" Wang Hao shouted.

With the blue-patterned divine wood alchemy furnace above his head, he rushed towards the Wan Yao Emperor fearlessly.

"Wang Hao, don't be reckless!" Marquis Weiyuan's heart trembled.

Looking at the rampaging figure below, a look of appreciation flashed in his pupils.

After fighting hundreds of rounds with the Wan Yao Emperor, he is very clear about the opponent's strength and terror.

Although he is also in the Mahayana realm, he is far behind. He is not the opponent's opponent. The reason why he can persist until now is all due to the military spirit overflowing from the fighting in the city.

Fight for war!

The Mahayana cultivation base he possesses at this time is after all an external force and cannot last. It is only a matter of time before he loses.

"boom!"

Wang Hao was like an iron-headed baby, hitting the golden crown on Wan Yaohuang's head with a hammer.

With bright eyes, he reminded Jinpeng on his shoulder, "This is the time!"

"Presumptuous!" The Wan Yao Emperor was furious.

Although he had the protection of the golden robe prohibition, he was still hit with stars in his eyes, and the golden crown on his head shook for a while.

Just at this time.

A golden light flickered in front of him, and before he could react, the golden crown had already left him.

His eyes spewed fire, bursting out with monstrous killing intent, and he growled, "Looking for death!"

Clap both hands.

An infinitely violent gale blew up on the sky, followed by flames all over the sky.

The rain of fire covered all the escape routes of that golden light.

"Little Jinwu, don't you know me?" Jin Peng stopped.

Standing beside Wang Hao, holding the golden crown tightly with both claws, staring at him proudly, pretending to be inscrutable, "I haven't seen you for 800 years, you have indeed changed a lot!"

"Peng King?" Wan Yaohuang asked in astonishment.

Suspended Jiuxiao, dressed in a golden robe, squinting his eyes slightly, staring at the palm-sized Jinpeng in front of him, he was a little uncertain: "Are you the reincarnation of King Peng?"

"800 years ago, the golden-winged roc king failed to cross the tribulation. This emperor witnessed it with his own eyes. You absolutely cannot be the roc king himself!"

"Not bad." Jin Peng nodded.

With a look of relief in his eyes, he sighed: "You have grown up, and you can see the state of this king at a glance..."

"As long as you return the golden crown to the emperor, this matter will never be blamed!" Wan Yaohuang said in a deep voice.

"Is there any reason to give away what is in the king's hands?" Jin Peng shook his head.

He grabbed the golden crown and put it on his small forehead directly in front of him.

As soon as the golden crown touches the forehead, it quickly shrinks and fits firmly on the forehead, which is very suitable.

Shaking his head, he said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, just right!"

See his crazy behavior.

Wan Yaohuang was so angry that the corners of his eyes kept twitching, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

With a livid face, he said, "King Peng, you are really lawless..."

"His golden robe should also suit you." Wang Hao continued to bewitch.

Turning to look at Little Jinpeng wearing a golden crown on his shoulder, pointing at Wan Yaohuang's golden robe, he explained: "That's also a half-level fairy weapon."

"This... this king has already got one, isn't it too much to take another one?" Jin Peng wondered.

Get it when you see it!

Only the golden crown on the top of the head is in his eyes, he can't put it down, it is very precious, and he doesn't have too many thoughts about other fairy treasures for the time being.

"Good things come in pairs, one is not enough!" Wang Hao persuaded.

The voice just fell.

Killing intent suddenly bloomed in the eyes, and he punched the void behind him with a backhand, and said coldly: "You are waiting!"

"puff!"

There was a sound of vomiting blood in the void, but no seriously injured figure was seen.

It turned out that when he rushed into the battlefield, he had secretly sent a sound transmission to Marquis Weiyuan immediately, telling him to pay attention to the void around him, and once he found the figure of the left monster, he would block off the space in time.

After revealing a flaw, he successfully drew out the left monster.

It seems that he is constantly pulling with Wan Yaohuang, but he is actually fishing, waiting for the secret left monster to take the bait.

really!

The murderous heart overcame the rationality, making old monster Zuo take a risky act...

"I don't know if you can withstand the strength of my punch!" Wang Hao sneered.

He had countless chances of trial and error, but the left monster only had one.

Just one time is enough to make him lose his life!

"There is no trace of the assassin around." Marquis Weiyuan came to him with a big knife in his hand.

Standing side by side with him, staring sharply at the Wan Yaohuang in front of him, a flash of worry flashed in his pupils, and secretly said: "Wang Hao, I don't have much time, I have to make a quick decision..."

The fighting in the city gradually decreased, and most of the monsters were killed, and the amount of military spirit that could be absorbed became less and less, and his cultivation could no longer be maintained.

"Cuck!"

An ear-piercing cry came from the Wan Yao Emperor's mouth, and endless blazing sun flames gushed out from the surrounding void.

"It's not good, the little Golden Crow has fired a real fire and is about to show its true form!" Jin Peng reminded hastily.

The eyeballs rolled around, and there was a trace of tension in the depths of the pupils.

With a wave of wings, he got into the alchemy furnace.

Just slipped away!

Pong!
next second.

A golden crow burning with crimson flames appeared in front of everyone, echoing the sun above the sky.

Fierce.