Half-blood Jinpeng, the supreme bird!

"Are you sure?" Shi Zhong asked.

  "No." Xiaojin said, "But I'm going to tear it apart!"

  "Okay." Shi Zhong felt the overwhelming fighting spirit from Xiaojin, and he knew that this battle was inevitable, otherwise Xiaojin would be weakened as Xiang Kunpeng The supreme divine bird approaching, the invincible power in his heart.

  "If you fight, I won't intervene." Shi Zhong shouted loudly, and quickly left Xiao Jin's side with Xiao BuDian.

  "It's the same whether you intervene or not." The giant golden beast uttered words, fluttered its wings, and swooped down from the mountain.

  Xiao Jin showed no sign of weakness, flapped his wings, and drew a jet of black-golden light to counter it.

  Just when the two were about to collide, dense runes appeared on Shi Zhong's body, exuding a mysterious aura.

  "Get up!"

  Shi Zhong yelled, and the runes on his body gushed out like a tide, scattered between the sky and the earth, and suddenly an almost invisible barrier appeared, covering the two.

  This is a combination of the "One World Territory" and "One World Picture Scroll" that Shi Zhong evolved with the Holy Law of Battle, and combined with the advantages of the innate holy body, Tao fetal affinity and avenue, such a magical enchantment was created.

  "I don't have any other intentions, I'm just afraid that you will escape." Shi Zhong shouted, he didn't activate the seal and suppressing power inside, no different from the outside world.

  The point is that Xiao Jin is young, a few years younger than Shi Zhong himself, and the opponent is obviously much older than Xiao Jin. Shi Zhong is a little worried that it will suffer from its age and fall, but he can't stop this battle.

  So this enchantment was released to ensure that Xiao Jin would not really die in this battle.

  "Hmph." The golden giant looked at the stone clock and snorted coldly, but it didn't try to break free. It had its own means and was confident that it could break free at any time.

  In the 100-meter-square rune world built by Shi Zhong, the fiercest battle broke out between the two behemoths at the moment of collision.

  Both sides are golden-winged roc eagles, one wins because of his age, the other wins because of his pure blood, when the two collide, blood will splatter out.

  This terrifying ancient beast is extremely powerful, tearing and wrestling with each other, using both beaks and claws, and using the most primitive method to fight fiercely.

  Xiao Jin spread his wings, and the black-golden light shone, and he slammed into the opponent with a huge force.

  The golden giant beast didn't show any weakness either, and let out a long cry, its body was burning like a golden flame, and it flapped its wings to collide with it.

  "Boom!"

  There was a loud noise in the small world, two golden rays of light shone, and a powerful aftermath swept across, causing all the trees, mountains and rocks in this small world to shatter.

  The two golden-winged rocs retreated a certain distance from each other, and soon flapped their wings and flew back, wrestling close to each other.

  After a simple collision, the semi-pure-blooded golden-winged roc instantly understood that the other party was not a mixed-blooded golden roc like the rumors from the outside world. No matter the aura or combat power it displayed, it was very clear. He told himself that it was the real pure-blooded golden-winged roc.

  "Very good, I devoured you, and I can immediately evolve into a pure-blooded golden-winged roc, soaring into the sky, and no one can stop me!" The golden giant beast spoke out, and its claws were like sharp knives. Like grabbing into Xiao Jin's body, a large spray of blood was brought up.

  Xiao Jin didn't reply, but only expressed his attitude with practical actions. Its half-meter-long beak pecked hard into the opponent's chest, where the scales and armor were broken and blood spattered.

  The two fought fiercely in mid-air, sometimes intertwined and scuffled, sometimes separated, but they quickly rushed forward again, vowing to kill each other.

  Feathers and fresh blood kept falling from midair. Both sides were stained with blood, some of their own and the other's, but no one retreated. They were still fighting fiercely, and the fierce fighting made the mountains tremble.

  The giant golden beast is twice as old as Xiao Jin. So far, I don't know how many battles it has experienced. Its attack methods are almost reduced to cost, and it gradually gained the upper hand. It all leaked out.

  And Xiao Jin was born as a real pure-blood Jinpeng, and he learned the power of the sun in Zhulu Academy. He evolved into a Kunpeng, surpassing the pure-blood Jinpeng by a large margin. Although it is slightly inferior at the moment, it still has the ability to kill the opponent Confidence.

  Xiaojin is very clear that his disadvantage is that his age makes him not as experienced as the opponent, but he has read the original true explanation, which records various catalogs of God of War, and there are even battle examples of adult golden-winged rocs beheading gods. in mind.

  Now it is taking advantage of this battle to integrate the essence of those god battles and truly transform them into its own combat power.

  Shi Zhong was a little worried watching from below. The fight between the two sides was too tragic. They both had the courage and style of fighting to go forward. Even the world cannot fully guarantee Xiao Jin's safety.

  "You are too young, you are doomed to perish when you meet me." The half-pure Jinpeng said coldly, trying to shake Xiao Jin's will, and after gaining the upper hand, it repeatedly tore open wounds on Xiao Jin's body.

  Xiao Jin is still silent, but the fighting spirit in his eyes tells his opponent that he is extremely firm. If you look closely, you can see scenes of different fierce beasts fighting in Xiao Jin's eyes. The illustration comprehends the true meaning of the battle.

  "Die!" The semi-pure roc uttered a long cry, and the claws under its belly grabbed Xiao Jin's wings again, almost piercing through them, and blood gushed from several large holes.

  Taking advantage of the situation, Xiao Jin rolled over, folded his wings, and entangled with the opponent. His black-golden claws cut into the opponent's chest, slashing a bloody mouth more than two meters long, almost ripping him open.

  The half-blood Jinpeng suffered from pain, fluttered its wings and struggled, throwing away Xiao Jin, the light in his eyes flickering.

  It can feel that the opponent's offensive is getting more and more fierce. The actions are simple and direct, but they contain terrifying lethality. The advantage it has established before is losing little by little.

  After the two separated, Xiao Jin went up again. Although it was injured more severely than the opponent, its momentum and fighting spirit became stronger. The true meaning of fighting in the God of War catalog was being absorbed and transformed by it little by little, becoming its own true fighting spirit. force.

  "My lord, you won't survive!" The half-blood Jinpeng flapped its wings and struck horizontally, releasing a large amount of golden mist from its body, colliding with Xiaojin again.

  "Bang!" The ground shook in the barrier, and a large number of trees, earth and rocks flew upside down.

  The half-blood Jinpeng felt something was wrong, the opponent's cultivation was obviously inferior to his own, and his physical body was even better than it. Previously, he had been relying on his combat experience to suppress the opponent.

  But this suppressing effect disappeared very quickly, and the speed of the opponent's strengthening was so amazing that it rose straight to the state of being equal to or even surpassing him.

  Just now the two collided with each other without any fanfare, maybe outsiders couldn't see it, but they knew very well that it suffered a loss. The wound on the abdomen that was torn before opened a little again, and the blood couldn't stop falling.

  The half-blood Jinpeng decided not to fight in close quarters, but to use the advantage of his own cultivation to suppress the opponent with the power of runes.