Golden Summoner

The moment the clone of the Black Feather God took action, the two eighth-level deities of the Winged Demon who flew with the clone also took action at the same time.

One of the eighth-level Winged Demon Lord shook his wings, and behind him, a pair of huge metal wings suddenly appeared. Each feather of the metal wings was made of metal, and the feathers were flashing. With red light and strange runes, as the eighth-level god stretched out his hand, thousands of feathers on the metal wings flew away from the wings, like a handful of blood-red arrows, fiercely heading towards the three. The airspace where the person was was blasted over, drawing thousands of bloody lines in the sky, and the entire sky seemed to be cut open...

Another eighth-level Winged Demon Lord also threw out a huge bronze metal skull. The skull was in the air and was as big as a house. After it was thrown out, the eyes of the huge bronze skull shone brightly. , the entire skull suddenly burned, like a bloody sun, flying into the sky, illuminating the sky and the earth within thousands of square kilometers, and then showered the three people here with red light. The next flames, which started out like rain, turned into thousands of flame streams in the blink of an eye, carrying terrifying high temperatures, sweeping towards the three people from all directions in the sky.

Under the high temperature of the flames, the rocks on the surrounding mountains instantly dissolved and turned into dark red magma flowing to the ground.

As soon as the two eighth-level Winged Demon Lords took action, Xia Ping'an knew that the two eighth-level Winged Demon Lords were not avatars of the Black Feather God, but the top powerhouses among the demons. Because they took action The things, the pair of huge metal wings, and the bronze skull are all natal artifacts they refined, and the clone of the Black Feather God does not have natal artifacts.

At this time, there is no nonsense, just one word - fight!

Facing the opponent's attack, Xia Ping'an rushed forward without even thinking, roared, and punched three times in succession, one punch hitting the clone of the Black Feather God, and the second punch. Hitting the thousands of bloody arrows, the third punch hit the skull that was spraying flames in the sky.

After advancing to the eighth-level Divine Master, Xia Ping'an's Imperial Divine Fist was different from before. When he punched out, a golden mountain hit the opponent, completely ignoring the distance.

The first golden mountain appeared directly on top of the Black Feather God's clone's head. This punch actually directly attacked the three of them.

The second golden mountain blocked the air from thousands of blood-red arrows.

The third golden mountain blasted directly towards the burning bronze skull in the sky.

The clone of the Black Feather God had a cruel and disdainful smile on his face at first, and punched the golden mountain above his head, but as soon as the two forces came into contact, his expression suddenly changed. The power, texture and power of the fist were completely different from when he fought with Xia Pingan before. The power was almost ten times greater, and there was also a majestic and majestic power that made his heart tremble. Being mixed in with it made his heart tremble violently.

"Boom..." "Boom..." "Boom..."

There were three loud thunders in the sky, shaking in all directions. The thin air flow and shock wave suddenly formed a ring in the air and spread towards the surroundings. The three strong demons who rushed over were punched by Xia Ping'an. It was so loud that it stopped in its tracks and was pushed back a thousand meters.

The thousands of red arrows that cut through the space were like streams of light hitting the mountain. After making thousands of jingling noises, the originally powerful route had to become more tortuous, and there was also the one in the sky. Although the bronze skull had sprayed countless flames to refine the golden mountain that Xia Ping'an blasted out, it was still hit by the golden mountain and retreated ten thousand meters, and the sprayed flames suddenly broke off...

All this happened in the blink of an eye. When Xia Pingan rushed forward to meet the enemy, Miluo pulled Xiqing and retreated to a safe distance away from the first blow of the clone of the Black Feather God.

"Sister Xiqing, this is the grudge between Mr. Chan and I and the demons. It has nothing to do with you. You should leave quickly..." Miluo said to Xiqing and immediately rushed towards Xia Ping'an. His natal artifact was instantly in his hand.

When thousands of rays of red light were about to fly in front of Xia Pingan, Miluo's eyes flashed with evil intent, and when he played a string, a water pattern appeared in the void next to Xia Pingan. The ripples rippled like an invisible space shield, and all of a sudden the flying red light bounced away. Miluo flicked it again, and a black line fell on the head of the Winged Demon God who had the metal wings' divine weapon. , the space was suddenly torn apart, and the incision that tore through the space extended directly to the head of the Winged Demon Lord.

The expression of the Winged Demon God also changed suddenly, and the metal wings on his back suddenly curled up to protect his head and body.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and the five-color brilliance exploded on the body and metal wings of the Winged Demon God. The Winged Demon God was directly bombarded to the ground by Mi Luo, smashing a football field-sized ball on the ground. huge pit.

"Sister Miluo, if you let me go at this time, I will be angry. I am also very good at fighting..." Xiqing pouted and said something, then she flashed and rushed to the front. Xiqing took out a blue lotus that was still attached to the stem and waved it in the air. On top of the bronze skeleton that was spraying flames, there was a rippling blue water wave. The green water wave enveloped the ferocious figure. The bronze skull, the flames spurted out by the bronze skull, were immediately isolated in a fixed space by the water waves. The flames were extinguished as soon as they touched the blue water waves.

When the Winged Demon God who threw the bronze skull saw this scene, his two blood-red eyes were immediately locked on the green lotus in Xiqing's hand, and a greedy light bloomed in his eyes, "Wansheng Qing Jie Baolian... hand it over and I will spare your life..." As he spoke, the Winged Demon Lord flashed and actually chased Xiqing.

"Hehe, you stinky duck egg with wings, if you want my girl's divine weapon, it depends on whether you have the ability..." Xiqing laughed playfully, and started fighting with the Winged Demon God.

For a moment, in this void, the six people were divided into three pairs, each locked on an opponent, and started fighting fiercely.

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"Even if you ignite the eighth ray of divine flame, you will die today. It depends on where you hide!" The clone of the Black Feather God roared, and in a flash, it had already passed through a distance of tens of thousands of meters, and it instantly closed the distance between the two. The distance between Xia Pingan, the mountain-like sharp claws with endless flames and black mist, suddenly blasted through the void and grabbed Xia Pingan.

This is the claw that scratched Xia Ping'an before entering the Jiao God's Cave. However, the power of this claw at this moment is five times greater than that of that day. The flames and black mist on the claws cover the sky and the sun. All of a sudden, every direction in which Xia Pingan's figure could change and escape was blocked, making people tremble at the sight of it, giving rise to a feeling of despair that was difficult to resist.

"I will kill the god's clone here today..." Facing this terrifying attack, Xia Pingan also roared, raised his fist, and then punched towards the claw. In this punch, Xia Pingan In the first attempt, he mobilized one percent of the power of Ming Wang Wujian's divine body to pour into his body, and then also integrated 10 percent of the mighty power of the giant divine prison tower into his fist. He wanted to see that How powerful is Ming Wang Wujian's one-shot divine body and one percent of the giant tower's natal artifact? Opponents like the clone of the Black Feather God are the best candidates for him to train and test the power of his divine body and natal artifact.

But the next second, Xia Pingan was stunned. Because of this punch, Xia Pingan felt that the time and space around him seemed to have slowed down a lot. Everything around him became slow motion, especially Heiyu. The attack of the god's clone seemed very powerful just now, but now it feels like nothing more than that.

In the seemingly slow time and space illusion, Xia Pingan smashed the claw that he grabbed with one punch. The power of the claw reverberated to Xia Pingan. Xia Pingan felt that his body, muscles, bones and blood were only slightly shaking. , there was no hurt or unbearable feeling at all, but the power of 10% of the Divine Prison Tower blasted by his fist was as powerful as a sword cutting through tofu, and it instantly followed the claws and penetrated the body of the Black Feather God's clone. Like popping a weak bubble with an iron rod.

Then, Xia Pingan saw an arm of the Black Feather God's clone, starting from the fingers, all the way to the palm, forearm, arm, shoulder, and the entire body, turning into ashes bit by bit, completely shattered into slag, and turned into A ball of blood mist, the blood mist seemed to have changed a little, and it wanted to struggle as a human being, but the aftermath of the power of the Divine Prison Tower turned the blood mist into ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing behind, and it spread in the air... …

Until the end, the look of astonishment, shock, and fear seemed to be frozen on the face of the Black Feather God's clone, and finally in Xia Pingan's eyes, and then became a symbol of the interlacing changes in time and space. phantom.

"boom……"

The terrifying shock wave shook the void, and the ninth-level avatar of the Black Feather God was directly punched by Xia Ping'an and turned into dregs, dissipating in the sky...

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