Chapter 307 Killing Feast

"Breaking Dawn!"

The seagull demon cultivation was quite anxious, and Zhao Haoran's non-cooperation made him very angry. There were countless demons waiting around him for the golden arrow.

There is nothing more terrible than the threat of death. A word of erasure has echoed for a long time and seems to have never disappeared.

This dawn magic power was realized by the seagull family in the process of the rotation of the sun and the moon for many years. At the moment when the sun first rose, it contained unimaginable terrible power, and the eyes of the seagull demon cultivation turned into a frightening light blooming day by month.

With that turtle shell, it is definitely impossible to resist the invasion of magical power.

As soon as Zhao Haoran raised his hand, a magic weapon appeared, which was the defensive magic weapon held in Hai Chengfeng's hand that day. It looked like a water cup, which was shocking.

Its purpose is very mysterious. It can absorb a magic power and then use it. At the same time, it also has a strong defensive ability. Unfortunately, under the right arm of the huge ancient gods and demons, there was no room for the sea to ride the wind at all.

As soon as the shock came out, the surrounding air became moist, and the water droplets reflected brilliant light, and Zhao Haoran's location could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

"Diaobug's little skill." The seagull demon Xiu smiled confidently, and his eyes shot an unimaginable light.

The light is not dazzling, but it makes people feel fear from the depths of their hearts. The power of the first sun can wake up the sleeping earth. Now the power of the first sun is only Zhao Haoran.

The faint light that cannot be described in words seems to break through all obstacles.

Seeing the light approaching quickly, Zhao Haoran did not move, as if he had given up resistance, which made the golden-winged Dapeng shake his head. "It's so boring. If I had known it, I wouldn't have lost it to him."

The water squirmed, and at the moment when the power of the first sun came into contact, it calmed down. It seemed that nothing had happened.

"How can this be!" The seagull demon Xiu exclaimed. There was really no reason. His most proud magic power did not even make a sound, and disappeared.

Most of the demons can't see the doorway, but they are a little confused. Is the seagull demons' successor weak?

"Senior, since you haven't made it, we won't be polite."

More than a dozen figures appeared behind the seagull demon cultivation, all of which are three days of cultivation, but it is worse than the seagull demon cultivation, so it is a little slower. When they see the scene just now, they are all gloating. If they really let the seagull demon cultivation get the golden arrow, it will be troublesome. This old guy doesn't know what disease he has done, and his magic power Generally, there was no movement, but I didn't think that it might be because of Zhao Haoran.

"Little white crocodile, hand it over honestly and give you a good time." This demon who can't see the body is also straightforward and directly tells his purpose. Everyone knows that no golden arrow means death, but the gap between death and death is also very big.

Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "If you have the ability, just come and get it."

The momentum on his body suddenly changed, and his cultivation in the middle of three days completely broke out. Zhao Haoran was unconsciously affected by the right arm of the ancient gods and demons.

I am the only one who controls everything. The hegemony makes those demons who are eager to grab the golden arrows take a few steps back.

The seagull demon Xiu was stunned. This momentum actually has many similarities with the golden-winged roc, but it seems to be a little stronger. Looking at the golden-winged roc, his face showed a solemn look for the first time.

Zhao Haoran's body is not great, but it is more magnificent and terrible than his Dapeng's real body.

momentum can't represent anything most of the time, but the demon practitioners with high cultivation know that the stronger the momentum, they have gained an advantage before fighting. The golden-winged Dapeng family has a deep mystery in the momentum. Therefore, in every battle, even if the strength is not as good as the opponent, as long as there is not much difference, the Dapeng family dares to fight against it. The last fight, and more wins and less.

Among them, only the golden-winged Dapeng is inherited from generation to generation, which belongs to the supreme magic method of the Dapeng family and cannot be passed on. How can you not be surprised to see Zhao Haoran's appearance now?

It's just an instant. Many three-day demon practitioners, including seagull demon cultivation, suddenly woke up. No matter how strong the momentum is, they are just one person. The golden arrow is bound to win!

The demon cultivation of mastering magical powers is even more terrible, not to mention that Zhao Haoran is not only one.

"Kill this person first, and then we will decide the ownership of the golden arrow." Seagull demon cultivation made a deep sound, but many demon cultivation with three-day and two-day cultivation have excellent ears, which can be heard clearly. Indeed, Zhao Haoran's strength has exceeded their imagination and can be said to be the biggest threat.

Zhao Haoran suddenly smiled at the seagull demon Xiu, which made him a little overwhelmed.

"Wond, now!"

The cup-shaped shock rotated in mid-air, emitting light inside, and the seagull demon cultivation was furious. "Isn't this my magic power? How can you use it?"

Zhao Haoran naturally had no interest in explaining to him, and the magical power of the seagull demon cultivation returned at all.

This magic power condensed half of the magic power in the seagull demon's body, and the whole city lit up.

It can exert such a terrible magic power, but it doesn't mean that it can resist.

The seagull demon Xiu is very clear about the horror of Chuyang's power. For why Zhao Haoran can replicate his magical power, this is not the best time to study, and he retreats without hesitation.

The rest of the demon practitioners did not understand much. After hesitating for a moment, they used defensive means one after another and found the action of the seagull demon cultivation. It was really slow to ask for fire.

The magic skill is amazing. Just a moment's pause in thinking has determined a person's fate.

The light ignored all defenses and penetrated the bodies of countless demons, like the shining sun.

burst, turned into brilliant fireworks, rowed into the sky, rushed to Zhao Haoran's two-day demon cultivation, all of which died, with only three days of demon cultivation left, and seagull demon cultivation were safe and sound, but they had lost their fighting spirit.

The proud magic power was copied by the opponent to deal with himself, and this strong contrast made the seagull demon Xiu a little unacceptable for a while.

"Fireworks are good!" Jing Wendong didn't know when he came over and smiled, "You and I are similar in strength. Taoist friends don't mind cooperating."

Zhao Haoran frowned and didn't say anything. This Jing Wendong can't be provoked, so it's better not to talk about it.

After a little, Jing Wendong knew that Zhao Haoran did not mean to answer him, nor did he feel embarrassed and left with a hippie smile.

This city is too deep. Although the smile looks real, it is hypocritical. Zhao Haoran sees it clearly.

"There is still time for half a column of incense!"

The sound sounded again, like a life-threatening charm, making those demons who didn't get the golden arrows want to kill and sink the boat.

The strongest man in the southern sea is too fond of killing. Zhao Haoran is still very calm. Such an act is just to force the demon cultivation to exert all his strength, but the gap in the realm of cultivation has always made them unable to escape death.

Now the demon monk who controls the golden arrow has become ten people, because the golden-winged roc threw the extra one into Zhao Haoran's hands.

"Don't use too strong magic power. It should not be a big problem to join hands to kill this person."

For a long time, Zhao Haoran gathered a lot of demons not far away.

Among the ten people, it seems that Zhao Haoran is the easiest to deal with, but the scene that just happened has been seen by the demons and dare not make a comely.

Although I can't figure out how Zhao Haoran did the power of copying, as long as he doesn't use it, there is no way to copy it. I have to say that this is a good way.

There are only hundreds of demon practitioners in the city. Except for Jing Wendong, the rest of the demon practitioners with golden arrows have suffered heavy casualties, but they have no results.

Demons who are sure to control the golden arrows are all confident, and their magic weapons are extraordinary. They don't have special skills. If they want to grab things from their hands, it's simply a fool's dream.

In front of Zhao Haoran's eyes, most of them are gathered. It is indeed terrible to copy magic power, but it is much easier to deal with than other demons.

"Kill him, the golden arrow is ours."

"This person has always been an unknown person. He should only rely on the talent of copying magical power, which is not to be afraid."

"Yes, Taoist friends, white crocodile, what is it?"

“...”

There were different opinions and chaos. These demons soon formed an offensive and defensive alliance, aiming at Zhao Haoran.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. When I was easy to bully, I would kill as much as I came.

The time of half a column of incense doesn't really last long.

Hundreds of people rushed over at the same time and dared not use their magical power, so they simply used treasure to crush them.

Well, since you don't use your magic power, I won't be polite.

The cold light in Zhao Haoran's eyes was fettered, and he turned into a killing god in a trance, suppressing the killing of hundreds of souls.

"Hahaha, how can such a lively scene be without me."

is the golden-winged roc! Zhao Haoran has been paying attention to his behavior. He just wanted to kill him through the golden arrow, but he didn't expect to do it directly now.

"I came just in time. I haven't come to you yet, but I sent it to you by myself."

Golden-winged Dapeng let go of his stinky hand fiddling with his feet, "Isn't the thing I sent out so uncomfortable? You'd better return it back obediently."

"What a joke. If you can't protect the golden arrow, why don't you send the one in your hand?" Zhao Haoran competed against each other and did not let him at all. Golden-winged Dapeng was good at suppressing people with momentum and could not make him happy.

"What a domineering boy, he still wants to take something from Grandpa's hand, I'll give it to you." While talking, the golden-winged Dapeng turned into a body, covering the sky and the sun, and his giant wings made the city dark.

Those demons who want to fish in troubled waters breathe a sigh of relief. If Zhao Haoran and the golden-winged Dapeng work together, it will be troublesome.

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