There is a sense of space travel.

When Wang Chen came to his senses, he was already trapped in the prison, surrounded by nothingness. The countless prison bars that were originally flashing with white light were now divided by countless spaces into strangely shaped white light strips, like a kaleidoscope.

Thinking of the terrifying monster he had just seen in the outside world, Wang Chen ignored the severe pain in his fingers and turned around suddenly.

At this moment, in that endless dark space, a huge creature suddenly woke up.

This is a huge golden roc. For endless years, it seems to be sleeping in this void of darkness, its body curled up into a ball.

However, Wang Chen suddenly broke in and woke him up from his slumber.

A sharp bird head suddenly raised up, but the feathers were as sharp as metal. In the middle of the head, three blue eyes opened.

His electric eyes locked firmly on Wang Chen.

"Three-eyed Golden Roc?"

Wang Chen was shocked. He had heard of such strange beasts. Even in the cultivation world, there were legends about such beasts. Legend has it that the three-eyed golden roc is a divine bird in the fairy world and the mount of the Sword Immortal. Its feathers are like magical weapons.

Indestructible.

In the world of cultivation, there is a large sect called the Huatian Sword Sect that worships the Three-Eyed Golden Roc, and the sect's immortal sword is a feather of the Three-Eyed Golden Roc, which is extremely precious.

"What exactly is this place?"

If the legend is true, how could Tongtian Demon Emperor capture such a magical bird and imprison it here?

Groan!

Without allowing him to think too much, the magical bird suddenly raised its head and sang like a phoenix. The golden roc's wings shook, rising into the sky like thunder and lightning, and rushed towards Wang Chen. In an instant, it was in front of him.

The aura flowing around it has long been like a sharp sword energy. With this flash, there are countless golden threads behind it, like the feathers of a phoenix, which is magnificent.

In front of his eyes is a pair of sharp claws of the three-eyed golden roc that shine with the luster of a divine weapon, and its nails are as sharp and beautiful as fairy swords.

On the strong wind pavement, beside Wang Chen, the sharp demonic power brought by the sharp claws has fallen. The floating black mist was instantly dispersed, leaving traces like scratches by sharp claws.

As if to crush everything under its claws.

"So fast."

With a flash of body, Wang Chen avoided Jin Peng's sharp claws, and the six swords in his hand suddenly unsheathed, and the vigorous sword energy suddenly surged out. During the entanglement, it instantly transformed into the shape of the emperor's sword, and swept towards the Jin Peng.

Before the emperor's sword could hit the golden roc, it had already connected with the body-protecting wind.

The heavy sound of gold and iron hitting each other was dense and continuous.

In a short period of time, sparks continued to fly in the air, and countless golden cracks appeared on the imperial sword.

They were marks left by Jinpeng's body being torn apart by demonic power that was as sharp as a flying sword. The long one was several feet long, and the short one was as wide as the palm of a hand.

As the cracks gradually increased, the sword energy suddenly became chaotic. Before the imperial sword could hit the golden roc, it turned into little golden lights and dissipated.

Wang Chen was shocked.

He never thought that his transformed Emperor Sword could not even cut through the strong wind of a strange beast.

In mid-air, the golden roc roared, its feathers swayed, making a sound like a silver bell, and its roots glowed with dazzling golden light.

The wings flapped, and a golden tornado rolled towards Wang Chen. In the tornado, there were dots of golden light, which were the feathers shot by the golden roc, like a formation of steel swords.

Small medicine, smash a space exit.

Wang Chen's voice was urgent, and his figure kept changing directions, trying to escape from this tornado whirlpool.

At the same time, Xiaoyao rushed towards the barrier of this space.

As soon as she knocked on the barrier, she only felt her little hand tremble, and she shouted in panic: "No, the space here is too thick, I will look for any weak spots." Xiaoyao also knew that the situation was critical, and while

As he spoke, his body quickly flew into the black mist.

Wang Chen's face was as dark as water. The strange beast in front of him could dissolve the Emperor's Sword with just Gang Feng. He had no chance of winning.

If you were in the outside world, you could still try to escape, but in this prison-like space, trying to escape was simply wishful thinking.

But at the same time, he was puzzled. Although this Jin Peng was strong, it was far from as powerful as the legendary Jin Peng. In comparison, the sense of oppression given to him by this Jin Peng was not as strong as the sense of crisis given to him by Jiu Xiao.

He was thinking about countermeasures and changed his direction several times in the air to avoid the tornado.

"Hey..." There seemed to be a sigh in the darkness.

"Totara, Moguna..." The inexplicable whisper was soft and feeble, just like a lazy spectator lying on a comfortable big bed, watching a boring performance and falling asleep.

"Reuniha Totara." Wang Chen was stunned for a moment, then blurted out unintentionally.

When they were still in college, there were three of them in a dormitory, and they spent their freshman, sophomore, and junior years studying super unpopular majors. One of their activities was scolding in dead languages.

In short, it is to insult the other party in a language that has become extinct or is about to become extinct.

If you are not proficient in these languages, you will definitely suffer in the confrontation and eventually face the rampant humiliation of the other party.

Totara is one of the dead languages. According to legend, it comes from an extinct tribe. The tribe once had a rich written civilization. This sentence means that someone is not thinking fast enough and cannot understand the key to the problem.

In short, it means idiot.

The translation of Wang Chen's response is, you are an idiot.

In the void, a figure of a man covered in white suddenly condensed. The man had a clumsy face and shining eyes. His white robe seemed to have been weathered. At the end, it was covered with rags of rags, but this gave him an impression.

He brought an out-of-the-world temperament.

Staring at Wang Chen, the man suddenly said: "What about Hani?" (Do you understand?)

"Moha?" (Who are you?) Wang Chen flashed rapidly in the air, but this person was like his shadow, floating motionless in front of him.

The scene is weird.

"Hahaha." As if he finally found someone who could communicate, the man in white laughed unabashedly, and a series of dead words came out of his mouth: "I am Tongtian Di Nian."

"Is it Di Nian again?" Wang Chen frowned.

The long cry of Jin Peng could be heard in his ears, and Wang Chen did not answer, but he did not have a good impression of Di Nian. When he first saw Di Nian incarnate as a human, he had thought about whether there was only one Di Nian.

However, after many contacts, he discovered that these incarnations of the Heavenly Demon Emperor's spiritual thoughts seemed to be highly virtuous, but in fact they were hypocritical and despicable.

"You're laughing." Wang Chen cursed in his heart. Although this Emperor's Mind is not a real life, it is at least thousands of years old. He was ridiculed as an idiot by himself. Not only did he not get angry, but he laughed seemingly openly. This smile

How could the meaning in the voice be as simple as the elders cherishing the younger ones?

At this moment, while Wang Chen was running away, he had already clearly grasped the size of this space.

The entire space seemed dark and deep, but it was only a few miles in radius. It was very difficult to deal with this golden roc in such a tight distance.

Emperor Tongtian smiled for a long time, but when he saw that Wang Chen ignored him, he looked a little embarrassed.

Then he raised his head and looked at the battle situation and said: "This golden roc is a rare spiritual bird in the world. Every time it grows up, it can naturally obtain the racial inheritance from its bloodline that coincides with the true meaning of heaven and earth."

"When fighting against Jin Peng, he might still be able to hold on at first, but later on, the feathers and demonic power that Jin Peng keeps spreading will accumulate more and more in the battlefield, turning into a medium to display his inheritance. In the end, his inherited martial arts will become stronger and stronger.

, at that time, even a real dragon can only avoid its edge."

"But there is good news for you, little brother, Jinpeng has a characteristic. He doesn't like to eat dead food. In the end, you will probably survive, but he will use his claws to pin you to the ground, and then use his feathers one by one to

Cut off your flesh."

"At the same time, he will also use demonic power to hang your life, so that you will not die immediately, but in the end, he will eat all your flesh and skin one bite at a time. In the end, only a skeleton will be left. Life is worse than death...

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Wang Chen's heart moved slightly.

This was not because he was frightened out of his wits by this horrifying description, but because he discovered that the golden roc's demonic power, like golden threads, began to float between heaven and earth. A lot of demonic power gathered and gradually turned into a ghost above his head.

The golden clouds may shoot down terrifying thunder at any time.

The Six Paths Sword Techniques he used also have the same principle. Certain sword techniques can only be used after the sword energy has accumulated to a certain level.

Therefore, he understood that Yi Di Nian had not deceived him on this point.

And he understood even more clearly that the white-clothed Di Nian said this clearly to induce him to beg him.

Thinking about this, while Wang Chen was dodging, the Buddha's light around him suddenly became grand, and several swastikas flashed around him, like an eminent monk who had attained enlightenment.

"I have been through calamities since I was a child, and have suffered a lot. I have persisted until now, and I no longer want to live. It is also my fate to die in the hands of this mythical beast Jinpeng. It is said that the Buddha gave his meat to the goshawk for consumption. Naturally, my meat will not be eaten."

Gold is precious to the Buddha, but the golden roc is no more valuable than the goshawk, so why not give it as a gift?"

The emperor's thoughts paused, as if he didn't expect Wang Chen to explain this fallacy so well.

But immediately, the voice came up again: "It's interesting, you brat dares to bargain with me, which is quite different. But I have been here for thousands of years, and I have seen countless clever brats. What will happen if I let you die."
Chapter completed!