They wanted to give other people's lives to save them, but now they have lost their own lives.
This kind of thing is just like a big joke made by fate with their father and son.
"Why do you cry so hard? I'm so kind-hearted that I can help your father and son reunite. I would not have done you such a favor if I had known that you not only didn't thank me, but also yelled at me! " Rosefinch raised a wing, pulled out his ear, and said something sarcastic.
Although the golden double headed lion is extraordinary and has the blood of the golden nine headed lion, it is only miscellaneous blood after all.
But rosefinch is different. Even if its origin is damaged, it is a real rosefinch. In particular, it has experienced three awakenings, and the strength it can play is not a pure blood golden double headed lion.
"What a waste Such an outrage Strange mosquito will scold you... "
In the twinkling of an eye, it was burned into a ball of ash, mixed with the magma, completely frustrated. After suffering from purgatory for generations, Mufeng and golden double headed lion, ye Lingfeng shook his head and sighed, thinking that rosefinch's method was too wasteful.
Although the golden double headed lion is not the real golden nine headed lion, its blood is also extraordinary. If it is swallowed by a strange mosquito, it may be of some good benefit to him. But now it's a pity that the rosefinch has burned it clean.
"No, no, what can I burn?" The rosefinch turns a deaf ear to Ye Lingfeng's words. It seems that she is addicted to setting fire. She looks around, as if she wants to drag out a fierce beast and play with it.
"Such heat..." At the same time, Ling Kuang on the back of Tun Tianpeng, as if he had just woken up from a dream, looked at the rosefinch tightly with a mixture of ecstasy and disbelief, and murmured: "rosefinch You are rosefinch... "
"What do you call granddad bird for? Want to get burned? " Rosefinch raised his head indifferently and said nothing to Ling Kuangda.
"My God..." As soon as this remark came out, Ling Kuang was just like he didn't hear the abuse in rosefinch's words. He was so excited and greedy that he couldn't hide. He stared at rosefinch tightly and said, "you are rosefinch. I saw a live rosefinch!"
Rosefinch? The real rosefinch? Mo Shuying smell speech, also can't help but curious toward rosefinch. She also did not expect that this cheap mouth incomparable, looks red bird, unexpectedly is the legendary rosefinch.
However, in this way, it can also explain why master Ye was so impolite when he heard her say that there was a ferocious beast spirit in the beast house, which made her almost breathless.
"You are mine!" All of a sudden, Ling Kuang's ferocious voice locked the rosefinch. Many years ago, he and Mo Feng saw the spirit of rosefinch in the animal house. At the beginning, they fought for each other, but in the end, no one got it.
Today, it is no longer the spirit of rosefinch, but a real rosefinch, a flesh and blood rosefinch appeared in front of him, which makes him how willing to give up, naturally want to do his best to grab it into the hands.
"Get out of here!" With the appearance of rosefinch, he completely lost his interest in tormenting Mo Feng. His eyes are shining. He manipulates Tun Tianpeng to wave his claws and kick off the silver wolf who is biting Tun Tianpeng's ankle.
Then it quickly runs, Tianpeng speed, urge to the extreme, into a golden streamer, toward the rosefinch fly away.
"No, the wind is pulling hard..." Swallowing the thunder of Tianpeng, the rosefinch's tail feather was slightly tight. Without any hesitation, it flapped its wings and flew to the position of Ye Lingfeng. Tun Tianpeng is different from Wu Juan. Since there is the word Tun Tian in its name, it means that it is by no means a leisurely bird. It can also be regarded as the king of the sky with part of Kun Peng's blood.
Especially now, it is in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty under the cultivation of Ling Kuang. Naturally, it is not afraid of the power of the king in the fire.
"Let you be coquettish, now you are in trouble!" Seeing Ling Kuang's attack, ye Lingfeng's face is also awe inspiring. This opponent is no better than Mu Lin, holding the reincarnation sword tightly, holding the rosefinch in the storage ring with one move, and facing swallow Tianpeng directly. There is a strange light in his eyes, and he says: "let me understand the more real formula of words from you!"
Tun Tianpeng swoops down to Ye Lingfeng. At this moment, his whole body is killing. It is like a golden lightning in the sky. It makes people feel like Kunpeng's blood has completely awakened in him.
"Pengyu thousand chop!" Ling Kuang does not contain any feelings of cold drink, the voice is cold and dry, pricking people's eardrum pain.
At this moment, Tun Tianpeng was like a crater, with his wings facing forward. Thousands of feathers roared out and turned into swords, cutting through the sky. The clang of gold and iron was heard all the time.
In the sky, the swords made of feathers are like a forest. Although each sword is not long, it's shining brightly. It's chilling to kill.
"Maybe you can kill Mulin, but you can't do anything to me! I'll step on your blood and grab the rosefinch. Maybe I'll create a feat to break through the unprecedented realm of deification with the body of the spirit controller
Ling Kuang sits on the back of swallowing Tianpeng, his silver hair dancing with the wind, his eyes full of greed and killing.
He was locked by tuntianpeng's killing machine. Facing the endless roaring feather sword, ye Lingfeng had no fear on his face. He raised the reincarnation sword and said faintly: "others may not be able to deal with you, but for me, Pengyu is useless."Thousand sword streamer! The next moment, ye Lingfeng shouts out loud, and the samsara sword trembles in the wind. Suddenly, there are thousands of samsara swords in the air. Each samsara sword is breathing the sword, rushing up to the sky, facing Peng Yu.
"Chop!" Ling Kuang's face was startled. He didn't expect that the young man had such a means besides his extraordinary body. But he was still confident in his heart and manipulated Peng Yu to cut down.
Gold plumes radiate dazzling light. They are extremely sharp and invincible, which makes people feel that they can penetrate the sky.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! In an instant, Pengyu Qianzhan and Qianjian Liuguang collided with each other heavily. Lingyu and sword Qi collided with each other, similar to the clang of heavy hammer in a blacksmith's shop.
The Qi of the sword soars into the sky, and the sharp Qi of the sword cuts off the feathers quickly.
Golden feathers scattered all over the sky, it looks like the sun suddenly materialized at this moment.
The plume is terrible. The sword Qi is broken, and the reincarnation sword. The sword awns are broken in the air, and there is a silver rain.
This is an extremely thrilling picture, with thousands of swords fighting against thousands of feathers, and the air fighting against each other. The power is amazing.