Chapter 308 The Battle of momentum

In Zhao Haoran's mind, the golden-winged roc is more threatening than all these demons in front of him combined.

"Kill!"

Zhao Haoran's white hair is windless automatically, and the whole city is covered with a layer of blood, the word killing formula, and the second type of killing spell.

The irresistible and irresistible murderous intention made the already murderous city thicker, and the murderous intention poured into the demon's body like mud.

Suddenly, countless demons restored their bodies, and their eyes glowed red. They did not exert any soul skills or magic power, and bit each other.

Only the demon cultivation that has been cultivated for more than three days has survived, and the rest of the demon cultivation have lost their reason. Under the killing formula, they have lost their consciousness. It seems that only the craziest killing can make them more comfortable.

"What a powerful magic." The golden-winged Dapeng lost his mind for a few times and exclaimed.

"Well, hand over the golden arrow and spare you to die."

"Hahaha, my golden-winged Dapeng family is arrogant by nature. How can I be afraid of you being a little white crocodile? Even if you have mastered a powerful magic power, Grandpa will deal with you as usual." The golden-winged Dapeng's wings are all unfolded, and with a strong wave, there is a wind, invisible but real existence.

Zhao Haoran shook his head slightly, "The talent of the golden-winged Dapeng is useless to me."

Pinched the formula, and the shock returned his magic power in an instant. The golden-winged roc flapped its wings again, and the wind appeared again, which offset the wind in the shock and turned into invisible.

At the same moment, Zhao Haoran suddenly found that the strength of the cuttlefish demon cultivation began to change. In the blink of an eye, there was a three-day late cultivation. Unexpectedly, it was dark. One of the three-day soul people closest to him suffered, and the golden arrow in his hand naturally fell into the hands of the cuttlefish demon cultivation.

A golden arrow changed owners, and many demons failed to understand what happened. The demons with golden arrows were much more cautious.

Now the demons without golden arrows have fallen into a desperate situation, and any poisonous tricks may be used and have to be prevented.

"Hmm, the talent of the golden-winged Dapeng family will show you today."

The golden-winged Dapeng's wings closed together, and its body changed again.

Second mutation, such a word flashed in Zhao Haoran's mind, which is a strange talent unique to demon cultivation. After the cultivation reaches a certain level, there may be some mutation on the ontology, but this mutation will certainly make the demon cultivation stronger, and it is difficult to say where it is strong.

Among those killed cuttlefish demons, there are only some vague impressions, because the probability of secondary mutation is too low. Even in the late three days, the probability of secondary mutation is less than one in 10,000.

I didn't expect that the golden-winged roc in front of me could mutate twice.

The edge of the wings has completely turned into gold, and the feathers around the forehead are all shining with golden light. Finally, I understand why it is called golden-winged roc. This wing turned out to be really golden, but only at the edge.

"The Dapeng family is still the proud son of heaven. You, a white crocodile, don't bow your head and plead guilty."

The high sound of the golden-winged roc has a strong penetration, and the thick wall began to loosen slightly.

Zhaoran sneered, "What is the proud son of heaven? I don't even respect heaven and worship the earth. You submit to me and spare you to die."

"What a big tone." The momentum of the golden-winged Dapeng changed, which was completely different from the lazy man with a bearded face. He was noble with pride and looked up to the sky, which actually made the demons have an impulse to worship.

With such a strong momentum, Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and used the momentum for the first time he met such an amazing strong man. He did give birth to the idea of subdue the golden-winged roc. With such a gold medal hitter, it will be much more convenient in the sea in the future.

"Why don't you surrender?" The golden-winged Dapeng seems to be talking to himself and has used eight points of momentum. The Dapeng family is best at suppressing people with momentum. Although their talent is magical, there is no way to compare with the momentum obtained by countless predecessors.

"Concreed!" The golden-winged roc soared in the air, and the golden wings on the edge remained in mid-air, and the momentum soared again. Looking up, his body seemed to have replaced heaven and earth and exercised the pressure of heaven and earth. Even Jing Wendong's face changed color and retreated to the corner of the edge, and the rest of the demons followed suit.

Zhaoran is at the center of the momentum. With him as the center, the nearby land has collapsed deeply, and only the area under his feet is still suffering.

Golden-winged Dapeng was slightly relieved and finally won.

Zhao Haoran's head slowly rose. Under such pressure, even moving his fingers requires the strength of his whole body. The ordinary action of raising his head seems extremely difficult in today's situation.

I'm still not convinced! The golden-winged Dapeng sounded softly, and everything in Fangyuan calmed down. Time was about to stand still at this moment. Zhao Haoran's body paused and couldn't move.

"ka"

It seems that the sound of stepping on dry wood broke this silence.

Zhao Haoran suddenly raised his head and said, "Convinceive to me and spare you not to die!"

These eight words are very slow and light, but they are like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the golden-winged Dapeng. The light on his body faded and turned into a humanoid. The beard on his face made the rest of his face unable to see his face, but his trembling body did expose everything. "I lost, and I lost convincingly."

Zhao Haoran smiled, but under the momentum of the golden-winged Dapeng, he was still very reluctant. He did not borrow the right arm of the ancient gods and demons to forcibly suppress its desire to resist. With his own momentum, he defeated him from the most proud place of the golden-winged roc.

"Serve or die!"

Golden-winged Dapeng sighed, "I am willing to submit to my master."

A green aperture appeared in his hand and fell into Zhao Haoran's hand.

This is a special technique unique to the demon family, which can completely control the life and death of the servant. Zhao Haoran held his palm and a golden-winged roc pattern appeared on his arm. "Don't worry, I will make you free for thousands of years."

"Real?"

"I never talk nonsense."

The golden-winged Dapeng felt better in his heart. It's better to be a thousand years than to be unable to escape from trouble all his life.

Zhao Haoran smiled. If he didn't give him any benefits, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to do things wholeheartedly even if he was manipulated in the future.

"Those who don't have golden arrows, erase them!"

There was a cold shout in the sky. Those demons without golden arrows were necks. I don't know what the strongest man in the southern sea would do to kill them.