"Looking for death!"

The Golden Winged Little Peng King could not tolerate Long Aotian's arrogance, and a fighting spirit rose in his eyes.

He looked up to the sky and roared, and endless magic power gathered behind him, turning into golden sword feathers, roaring together, like a rainstorm!

Hundreds of thousands of sword feathers were like a torrent, crossing the void, shaking out a sharp breath, making many cultivators look terrified!

"Even if you are the young master of the Long family, you are too arrogant!"

The Sky Swallowing Bird also attacked at the same time, revealing the Sky Swallowing Bird's body and turning into a blood-red bird.

With a flap of his wings, a scarlet storm swept across, flying sand and rocks, and the whole world was blown up by a fierce wind.

Other ancient tribes also attacked one after another.

For a time, the void was brilliant, countless magical moves roared, and the breath was so strong that the sky collapsed!

And these terrifying moves were all directed at Long Aotian at this moment.

For any cultivator, if they were in Long Aotian's position, this would be an unsolvable situation.

But Long Aotian looked at the various ultimate moves that roared, his expression calm, without any panic.

Wisps of destructive aura roamed on his body, and the dark magic power gradually manifested into a fierce armor with a hideous shape and domineering appearance.

He was wearing magic armor, stepping into the void, and his black hair fluttering in the wind.

His flawless fairy face was full of evil charm.

Such a demeanor made countless female cultivators' eyes sparkle.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, this scene alone was enough to make them obsessed and leave an indelible mark in their hearts.

"This young master said you are rubbish, which seems to be a bit flattering to you."

Long Aotian's eyes were indifferent, and the magic armor on his body rippled with destructive waves.

He did not make any moves, but the attacking magic power of the ancient hundreds of tribes that roared in was shattered in front of him!

It was as if there was an extremely solid barrier around Long Aotian, protected by the Heavenly Dao!

"What's going on?! Why did the attacks of the ancient hundreds of tribes all disintegrate in the void?!"

This scene made countless people's pupils shrink suddenly, and they could not understand what they saw.

Only some old strong men saw the door.

That was the destructive power emitted by Long Aotian's Destruction Demon Armor, which destroyed all the attacks on him.

"What is invincible?! Lord Aotian!"

The female cultivators below seemed to have lost their minds and shouted wildly at this moment.

If it weren't for the terrifying fluctuations in the sky, I don't know what kind of crazy star-chasing behavior they would do.

"You are worthy of being the young master."

Long Buhui sighed, his previous behavior was undoubtedly unnecessary.

It seems that choosing to surrender to Long Aotian may be the most correct decision in his life.

"Sure enough, the figure I saw was real. All races were in awe, and the universe was trembling!"

Long Shiluo's beautiful eyes were filled with an extremely fiery admiration.

The master she followed must be invincible in the world!

"Young Master..."

The same is true for Jiang Wan. Although she is a soul condensed from the souls of all living beings on the Qilin Continent, her consciousness is messy and mottled.

But now it has been crowded with Long Aotian's figure, and even her past is no longer pursued, just wanting to stay with Long Aotian forever.

In addition to these people, the ancient hundreds of races who attacked Long Aotian were also dumbfounded.

They knew that Long Aotian was very strong, but the situation in front of them was no longer a problem that could be described by strong.

This is a complete perversion, a bug of the way of heaven!

Most of the top geniuses of the younger generation in the fairyland are now in the realm of true spirit.

Some of the older ones can reach the realm of God Bridge, or even the realm of unity.

But Long Aotian is obviously not one of them. His age can be said to be the youngest among his generation.

"Is this the True Spirit Realm?! My brother in the Guiyi Realm is not so cruel!"

A member of the ancient race who attacked Long Aotian exclaimed, expressing everyone's doubts.

Among these ancient races, there are some older creatures in the Divine Bridge Realm.

Among them is the Golden Winged Little Peng King Jin Yu.

His cultivation is in the Divine Bridge Realm, and he is still in the late stage of the Divine Bridge Realm, which is more than one realm higher than Long Aotian, who has just entered the True Spirit Realm.

But the golden sword feather he sent out just now, like the other ancient races, was dissipated without a trace by Long Aotian's destructive power.

Doesn't this mean that in front of Long Aotian, he is no different from those ancient races?

This point is unbearable for the arrogant Jin Yu.

"I don't believe it! Come again!"

After all, the Golden Winged Little Peng King is also a famous top genius, and it is obviously impossible for him to admit defeat easily.

He was so strong that even if he was beaten, he would be beaten more fiercely than others.

A surge of golden light bloomed on Jin Yu's body, and his arm turned into a claw of Tianpeng at this moment.

A claw fell, and the golden claw marks were rampant, as ifTear the void apart!

This move is very powerful. With his cultivation in the late stage of the Divine Bridge Realm, 99% of the Tianjiao present will suffer.

Even the top Tianjiaos such as Ming Qingyang and Long Baizhan were slightly frosted.

This move requires them to be cautious.

"Hehe, the Golden Winged Dapeng clan, with a flap of wings, soars thousands of miles. This young master is in need of a mount, and you are barely qualified."

However, Jin Yu's powerful attack, Long Aotian's eyes were calm, still calm.

Jin Yu was furious when he heard this.

He and the Nine-Headed Lion lineage are most taboo about the word "mount". This is a past that their two clans cannot tolerate being mentioned, and it is a shame engraved in their blood.

"Looking for death!"

Jin Yu roared, and the divine light on the claw marks became more blazing.

Long Aotian smiled softly, and then pointed out with one finger, and what he used was the top supreme method of the Long family, the Great Wilderness Prisoner Heaven Finger!

The huge mana finger condensed instantly, and it fell down with endless runes.

With the power of destruction, the power of this move was sublimated to the extreme.

The sky and the earth shook, and waves rose!

Rumble!

The finger touched the claw mark, and without any surprise, it was directly shattered!

Under the gaze of everyone, Jin Yu's figure flew backwards, and his arm swayed with the wind, and his bones and tendons were broken.

Jin Yu's eyes were full of shock.

However, what frightened him even more was that the huge mana finger continued to bombard him with its remaining power.

At this moment, he felt the despair of Ji Shiba.

What he was facing was not a person at all, but a complete monster!

With a fierce grit of teeth, Jin Yu transformed into a huge body and endured Long Aotian's attack.

Even the flesh of the Golden Winged Dapeng clan could not resist the fierce power, and blood spit out of his mouth.

Large pieces of golden feathers stained with blood fell in the air, leaving everyone stunned.

However, Long Aotian's attack was not over yet.

He stretched out his palm slightly, and a black cloud condensed above Jin Yu's head, and ferocious and dazzling lightning brewed in the black cloud.

With Long Aotian's control, a thick thunder fell like a waterfall.

This is also the top supreme magical power of the Long family, the Heavenly Slaying Art!

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