A trace of caution flashed in the eyes of the God of Light, and his body retreated a little, and all his divine power was poured into the divine sword, ready to go. As for this strange phenomenon of dragon and phoenix auspicious heaven and earth, the God of Light only knew that it had only appeared once in the legend. It was on the ancient battlefield that the gods fought with the divine beasts. It is said that all the gods who had seen dragon and phoenix auspicious fell.i^

"Damn it, it seems that one of them should be killed first!" The God of Light War Tairo cursed in a low voice, and retreated a little again. At this time, the entire temple of Light War Tairo, which radiated a hundred feet into Feifan, had all turned into Feifan, but the only one of the Tongtian stone tablets engraved with the seal of the main god did not collapse, nor even a trace of shattering. At this time, the God of Light Tairo stood at the top of the stone tablet.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

"Phoenix dances nine heavens!"

The momentum of Ao Feng and Huo Wu increased to the peak, and purple aura filled the air, like clouds and mist, the huge body of the two covered it. Accompanied by a dragon roar and a phoenix sound, the two used their combat skills at the same time.

The silver Yinglong rose into the sky, circling its body, spreading its wings, driving endless silver light, and the nine-sky phoenix wings gathered together, showing a soaring momentum, rising from the center of the silver Yinglong's hovering.

"Bang!" The God of Light War Tairo's face tightened, his feet stepped hard on the divine monument, soared into the sky, and held the Holy Sword of Light condensed by the divine power of Light with his arms, and whistled and slashed down.

"call!"

The purple aura in the sky swirled with the spin of the dragon and phoenix shadows, instantly wrapped around the bodies of the five-clawed Yinglong and the nine-day phoenix. The whistling purple aura soared into the sky and surged towards the light war god Tairo.

"Boom!"

A shocking sound made the space annihilated, but it was immediately repaired by the peaceful purple aura. The dazzling divine power of light was quickly transformed, not belonging to any elemental attributes at all, but it made the God of Light feel powerless in his heart.

The God of Light, Tailuo, had all the divine power slashed on the five-clawed Yinglong and the Nine Heavens Chi Feng, but it was like hitting the clouds and hitting the void, but it was different, without any sense of force at all. The God of Light, Tailuo, discovered in horror that the purple qi, which was like an illusion, turned into a dragon and a phoenix, hovering and bombarding his body on each other.

Silently, the God of Light War Tairo only felt a soft force hitting him, and seemed to fly backwards slowly but extremely quickly. The dragon and phoenix phantom turned into the purple air penetrated into his body like an airflow. His divine power of light was completely sound, rushing towards the purple air entering his body, but it seemed like passing by. The divine power of light roared past, and the purple air still penetrated into his body without any resistance.

"Boom!" The God of Light, Taro, hit the towering divine monument in horror, and his muscles and bones were almost shattered. His divine power was still rolling and flowing, but he could no longer raise any strength. The wings of Light rubbed a string of sparks on the divine monument, and his body slid down weakly.%&*";

Ao Feng and Huo Wu also instantly turned into human forms. Their faces were a little pale, and phoenix wings condensed from behind Huo Wu before they stopped in the air with Ao Feng.

The dragon and phoenix show auspiciousness to the heaven and earth. The purple qi comes from the east, and it is not without consumption at all. On the contrary, the consumption is far beyond the imagination of the two. The dragon energy in Ao Feng's body is constantly growing, and at this time it is only about 30%. Huo Wu's strength is already slightly lower. If Ao Feng had not held her pretty hand at this time, he would have fallen back to the ground.

When the God of Light saw Ao Feng approaching slowly, his heart was secretly distressed. The design he designed was seamless. Even if the God of Disaster, Di Sartre, rebelled, could not affect the overall situation. However, he did not expect that Ao Feng and Huo Wu had such a fusion of combat skills.

At this time, the divine power of light in the body of the God of Light, Taro, was still excited and surging, but the purple air completely eliminated its due function and could not exert its power at all.

"How is he?" Huo Wu asked, looking at the God of Light, who was sliding down quickly.

"I'll go and see!" Ao Feng waved his hand, and a soft force surged into Huo Wu's body, and then Huo Wu fell lightly towards the ground.

"You... be careful!" Huo Wu knew that she was empty of divine power now, so she had to instruct.

Ao Feng waved his hand and waved his wings toward the God of War Tairo of Light. Naturally, there was nothing to say to him. The scene of his father fighting with the God of War Tairo of Light appeared in front of him. At the last moment, his father even tried his best to send him away, but his father died.

With such a deep hatred, looking at the God of War of Light, his arrogant voice seemed to sound in his ears. A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ao Feng's eyes, and there was a gathering of few dragon Yuans in his body. Ao Feng's right arm flashed with a faint light, and the tip of the dragon battle spear swirled and appeared in his palm.

When the God of Light saw the light in Ao Feng's eyes, Taro suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart. His spiritual sense mobilized his divine power, but he still could not eliminate the purple airflow that made him extremely weak.

"Ao Feng, you can't kill this god!" The light war god Tairo finally changed his expression. The murderous intent in Ao Feng's eyes could no longer be concealed, like two sharp thorns, which made the light war god Tairo feel the stinging pain.

"How can't it be?" Ao Feng sneered, and his aura completely locked in the divine nature of the God of Light, the God of War of Light. Ao Feng believed that his dragon battle could shatter the extremely hard divine nature.

"You!" The God of Light, Taro, remembered the nature of the Dragon Clan, and knew that it would be too late to say anything at this time. If you want to survive, you can only rely on yourself. Fortunately, he still has a trump card.

"Sweep!" The light wings of the light god Taro were finally broken, and he actually hung his body on the divine monument. Although the light god Taro was extremely weak, his limbs could still move and his palm gently stroked the divine monument.

The divine nature quietly emitted waves and penetrated into the mark of the divine monument.

However, Ao Feng consumed a lot of soul power by the fusion combat skills he had just used, and did not notice the small movements of the God of Light, Tairo.

"Talo, blood debt and blood repayment, get rid of you first, I will fight to the Supreme God Realm!" Ao Feng's eyes were sharp, and he burst out with a fierce light. His wings shook and rushed towards the light war god Tairo like light.

"Boy, please be blessed! Hahaha!" The soul power of the God of Light, the God of War, had already communicated with the inscriptions on the divine monument. Although he was still extremely weak at this time, the divine monument of light automatically restored the broken wings of light as before. He trembled his wings and his body quickly slid down the divine monument.

"Even if the Creation God comes, I can't save you!" Ao Feng roared wildly, and the tip of the dragon battle spear in his hand rotated rapidly, like a lightning penetrated the space and stabbed towards the eyebrows of the light war god Taro.

"Buzz!" The towering divine monument suddenly made a trembling sound, as if the sky was shaking.

"Ding!" The tip of the Long Zhan spear was actually shaken by the trembling sound, and it almost penetrated the wings of light raised by the God of Light, and a fire burst out from the divine monument and ejected back.

Ao Feng's face changed, and his right hand stretched out, and the tip of the Dragon Battle spear fell into his palm. At this time, on the towering divine monument, one after another, lit up one after another, and a series of dark and difficult to understand spells appeared.

"Wind, be careful!" Huo Wu saw the strange phenomenon of the divine monument on the ground and shouted hurriedly.

"Hahaha, boy, this god has communicated with the Monument of God. The Supreme God of the Supreme God Realm is about to come! Just wait for death!" The God of Light, Tairo, swelled his wings, and the divine power in his body still could not be used, which made him angry and angry.

"Hmph, Taylor, the young master of Japan will definitely kill you. God blocks the gods, Buddha blocks the Buddha blocks the Buddha!" ​​Ao Fengshang shouted, and silver clouds in front of him were filled with silvery clouds, "Roar!" The faint silver dragon claws rushed into the void.

Taking advantage of the illness, killing people! Ao Feng has already discovered that although the surging divine power obtained by the God of Light, Tailuo, is still there, it cannot be used. If you don’t kill it at this time, then when will it be?

"boom!"

The divine monument suddenly burst out endless light, and Ao Feng's true dragon eyes could not see anything, but could only see a flash of light in front of him. Ao Feng's heart sank, and then there were few dragons condensed, and the dragon scales and armor spread all over his body. It seemed that someone had indeed come to the Supreme God Realm.

"Ah!" In the light, the God of War Tairo of Light came a shrill scream. However, the Yunlong claws could not capture his divine nature. They were disturbed by the light. The dragon claws were slightly shifted, crushing the heart of the God of War Tairo of Light, but they were not fatal.

"boom!"

A terrifying pressure spread out from the divine monument, and the catastrophe clouds surged in the sky, and the momentum was filled with momentum. Ao Feng's body was shaken, and he was blown away by the impact, and he smashed it hard to the ground.

"Tengteng!" Ao Feng fell on the ground, took three steps in a row, stepped into the ground with his feet hard, and then stabilized his body. His face was pale, and the pressure was far beyond Ao Feng.

"Who is the Taoist being so rampant? It turns out that it is the remnant of the eight-clawed golden dragon Ao Yan!" A contemptuous laugh came from the divine monument, and the endless pressure was even greater.

"Who!" Ao Fengshang shouted, no one could insult the Dragon Clan, no one could insult his father, Ao Feng trembled his wings and was about to fly.

"Feng, don't!" Huo Wu instantly grabbed Ao Feng's arm, but the pressure contained in this voice was so powerful. With Ao Feng's current state, he was definitely not an opponent.

"Hahaha, even that arrogant personality is the same!" The voice burst into laughter, and then the endless light on the divine monument condensed, and a brilliant light gate appeared, with several lights flashing, and several figures appeared.

The light disappeared, and Ao Feng and his friends looked at each other intently.

But I saw four people appearing on the divine monument, the largest one, with two feet in body and six pairs of wings behind it. They are not wings condensed by energy, but real flesh wings. The feathers are as white as snow, and the wavings exudes endless aura of light.

The other three were more than one meter tall, wearing golden armor, two pairs of wings behind them, and holding a brilliant giant sword in their hands.

The same thing is that the four of them look extremely handsome. The voice just now was obviously a man, but they all looked like women, extremely handsome.

"This is..." Huo Wu looked at the four people in the sky in surprise and asked in confusion: "Is it the birdman who has disappeared on the East Asian continent!"
Chapter completed!