Great Emperor Myriad

Zhao Ritian never thought that Ling Xiao was practicing the Fist of the Emperor of Heaven. His heart was extremely shocked, and his eyes were full of incredible expressions.

"Could it be that he got the inheritance of the Emperor? The legend of the Emperor has disappeared for countless years. Is this guy's luck better than me?"

Zhao Ritian said very depressed.

Zhao Ritian got the inheritance of Emperor Yan, originally thought he could suppress Ling Xiao, but now seeing that Ling Xiao suspected that he had inherited from Emperor Tian made him extremely depressed.

"It should not be the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven, otherwise, the power of the Fist of the Emperor of Heaven is definitely more than this! In his fist, the intent to sweep the world invincibly is the intent of the Fist of the Emperor of Heaven, but the method of fist is completely different. He should have seen the intent of the fist of the Heavenly Emperor by accident, so he realized this fist!"

The second uncle's eyes flashed, and he said slowly.

His eyes were very vicious, and his guesses were extremely close to the truth. Ling Xiao was when he was crossing the Tribulation, when the Nine Emperor Shadows descended, and Ling Xiao had realized that peerless punch, even Ling Xiao didn’t know the great emperor. The phantom is the legendary emperor.

"Isn't it the inheritance of the emperor? This is almost the same! This guy has already obtained the wordless heavenly book, if he gets the inheritance of the emperor, then the luck is too bad!"

Zhao Ritian breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you really talk about luck, no one in the heavens and all realms can compare to you!"

The second uncle smiled lightly and said with deep meaning.

"That is! Who am I, Zhao Ritian? I am the son of luck, handsome and wise, and destined to sweep the world and become the emperor!"

Zhao Ritian did not hear the deep meaning of the second uncle's words, but said triumphantly.

Rumble!

Zijin Mountain trembled violently, and Ling Xiao punched it through the mountain. The rocks flew horizontally, the ground moved and the mountains shook, as if it were about to burst completely. The power of Ling Xiao's punch was extremely terrifying.

puff!

The golden-winged roc bird rushed out from the purple mountain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of its mouth. It looked very miserable. The feathers on its body were all broken in half, and the two claws were broken by Ling Xiao, and golden blood was sprayed. , The breath becomes languid.

"What kind of boxing is this?"

The Golden Winged Roc Bird couldn't hide the shocked look in its eyes, staring at Ling Xiao firmly and asked.

"This punch has no name yet, but you can force me to explode the power of this punch, your strength is very strong!"

Ling Xiao said faintly, her eyes deep.

After this punch erupted, Ling Xiao felt that the strength of his whole body seemed to be emptied, and waves of weakness came from him. He took this opportunity to continuously devour the essence of the world and supplement his body's needs.

Although the power of this punch is strong, it cannot be easily used.

"Anonymous boxing? Little monk, you are good, let's go!"

The Golden Winged Roc Bird nodded and said unwillingly.

"I can walk! As my mount, I will leave here!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

"Little monk, don't deceive people too much! I am the Golden-winged Roc bird clan, you can kill but not insult, even the Holy King is not qualified to let me be a mount!"

A trace of evil spirit appeared in the eyes of the Golden Winged Roc Bird, and said coldly.

"It seems you can't see the situation clearly! If you don't accept it, then I will fight until you accept it!"

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, came in an instant, and blasted out a punch!

The golden fist prints rose up in the air like a big sun, unrivaledly fierce, and enveloped the golden-winged roc.

The Golden-winged Roc Bird was already severely injured at this moment. Seeing Ling Xiao slaying, it could only resist it with all its strength. The blood rose in the whole body, and the two broken claws quickly began to heal. The wings exudes a sharp light like a divine sword. Cut out, but Ling Xiao still flew out with a punch.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it! Little monk, I would rather die than mount!"

Golden-winged Roc Bird shouted, eyes full of incomparable humiliation.

"Okay, I want to see how hard your bones are!"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and walked away like a streamer, grabbing one of the paws of the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, and then smashed it up and fell towards the Purple Mountain!

Boom!

The sound of shaking the mountain sounded, and the purple mountain trembling violently, the brilliant light gushing out, the purple mountain, which was already riddled with holes, could no longer withstand such a heavy blow, and it broke with a bang.

The rocks flew across, the wind screamed, and the golden-winged roc bird was smashed into the depths of the Purple Mountain by the sky.

"I'm not convinced, you just beat me to death, I'm also not convinced!"

The Golden-winged Roc bird roared, very rebellious.

"Then I will fight until you take it!"

Ling Xiao's heart was also fierce. He knew that the sacred beasts had their own pride, and it was generally difficult to surrender others, but Ling Xiao wanted to catch this golden-winged roc bird as a mount now, so he didn't show any mercy when he shot.

boom!boom!boom!

Ling Xiao grasped the golden-winged big Peng bird, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a golden streamer, constantly smashing and then smashing it down. In an instant, it smashed hundreds of times, smashing this purple mountain into powder.

The Golden-winged Roc Bird was extremely miserable, all its wings had fallen off, and it looked like a bald bird, coughing up blood constantly in the mouth, rolling his eyes, and finally was knocked out by Ling Xiao and passed out.

"Don't pretend to be dead! Do you say you accept it or not?"

Ling Xiao grabbed the golden-winged Roc bird, crackled and slapped his big mouth, and at the same time condensed a piece of cold air into the golden-winged Roc bird's head.

The golden-winged Roc bird woke up immediately after being excited.

"Cruel, so cruel!"

The little princess and Zhao Ritian both widened their eyes, and they looked at the golden-winged roc bird with sympathy.

"What the hell do you want to do? You can kill but not insult!"

The Golden-winged Roc Bird was almost beaten by Ling Xiao and cried, very aggrieved.

"Relax, I won't kill you, I will only beat you! Fight until you are willing to be my mount!"

Ling Xiao said with a smile, and suddenly slapped his big mouth.

The golden-winged roc bird was almost tortured by Ling Xiao crazy, but it could not imagine the ferocity of Lingxiao. When the golden-winged roc bird was dying, Ling Xiao even gave the golden-winged roc bird a saint. Dan, heal it, and then—

Keep fighting!

The golden-winged roc has been cast a psychological shadow by Ling Xiao.

"Stop! Stop fighting, stop fighting, I agree to be your mount, but I have one condition!"

Golden-winged Roc Bird said weakly, and there was even a hint of fear in the eyes looking at Ling Xiao.

"What are the conditions?"

Ling Xiao asked with a smile, but the cold light in his gaze made the Golden Winged Roc Bird shudder.

(End of this chapter)

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