The sudden rapid speed of the Black Dragon King surprised the Peacock Saint.
"Haha, is it ridiculous to compete with me in speed."
The golden wings behind the Saint Qingpeng Son flashed violently, and a strong gale formed, which caused the big tree to break and the huge rock to shatter.
With a whoosh, he turned into a blue light and rushed out, and the speed was even faster than that of the Black Dragon King.
The Tianpeng clan is most proud of is speed!
The Peacock Saint was not slow either. She turned into a colorful peacock and followed the Saint Son of Qingpeng to chase Wang Hao.
"Oh my good man, these two are birds, and they are all speed experts."
Wang Hao looked back at the two people chasing closely and grinned.
The Black Dragon King fought his life, and the blood in his body was almost burning, and his speed increased again.
However, it could not escape the Peacock Saint, and their distance was gradually getting closer.
Qingpeng flashed, like a god's change of position, leaving behind one after another in the air, almost to the point of being dazzling, even his eyes could not keep up with his speed.
Tianpeng is extremely fast and is unique in the world!
The original body of the Peacock Saint is a colorful peacock, which belongs to the divine bird, and is naturally fast. Although it is not as good as Qingpeng, her strength is stronger than Qingpeng. When she flies with all her strength, her speed is almost as fast as Qingpeng.
Not much difference.
Boom boom boom boom!
These three people chased each other, like three thunder gods, and their bodies slashed and teared apart the air and burst out with deafening sounds.
The iron hooves of the Black Dragon King shattered the earth. The strong wind flapping out from the wings of the Peacock Saint and the Qingpeng Saint Son raging like a tornado, causing terrifying destructive power.
Their strength is too strong, and just such a chasing has caused such great destructive power.
Wang Hao looked back and saw that the distance was less than 100 meters, and he might be catching up with him the next moment.
What to do now?
If the battle starts, it will be a decisive battle. Wang Hao doesn't want to have a decisive battle at this moment.
After all, he only has one person. The Four Symbol Holy Land is not only the Peacock Saint and the Son of Qingpeng, but also more powerful people and hidden forces. He can't afford to drag or consume it.
Suddenly, he remembered the terrifying sea of thunder he encountered on the way, his eyes lit up and he had a plan in his heart.
"Erhuzi, if I rush into the Zixiao Thunder Sea, can you keep me safe?" Wang Hao immediately communicated with the two-winged golden tiger inside the spiritual beast ring.
"Of course there is no problem. I can control any kind of divine thunder in the world, and the Zixiao Thunder Sea cannot hurt me." The two-winged Golden Tiger said proudly.
"Okay, follow my orders later."
Wang Hao was delighted. If he could use that sea of thunder, the plan would be even smoother.
"Wang Hao, you die for me!"
The Saint Son Qingpeng approached Wang Hao almost teleported, and looked up and saw a fierce spiritual attack, covering Wang Hao overwhelmingly.
"snort!"
Wang Hao snorted coldly, swept out the silver spear in his hand, easily defeating the attack of the Holy Son of Qingpeng. Then, his arm suddenly became thicker, and he raised his hand and made a divine arm dragon-tongued arrow.
The fiery red arrows were like fire dragons breathing, carrying the momentum of destroying the world, and shot towards the Saint Son of Qingpeng.
The arrow suddenly became fast and the Holy Son of Qingpeng could not react.
However, the Holy Son of Qingpeng showed an incredible speed, and his wings suddenly burst out with a strong golden light, sweeping out, and narrowly avoiding this terrifying arrow!
"Haha, I, Tianpeng, are unparalleled in the world at a fast speed. Just because you still want to hurt me?" The Holy Son of Qingpeng smiled sarcastically.
"Wang Hao, stop, you can't escape at all. Compared to speed, you can't do it." The Peacock Saint said coldly.
Suddenly, the peacock feathers on her eyebrows burst out with five-colored divine light, shooting out like a killing sword, directly reaching the vital point of Wang Hao's back.
"Little sparrow, do you attack me?"
Wang Hao shook his hand and shot away the terrifying peacock feathers with one shot.
brush!
The runes on the peacock feathers intertwined, and they met the prototype of the imperial soldier for a while, but they were completely unscathed. They turned back and sank into the middle of the peacock Saint's eyebrows.
"Haha, you just rely on the sharpness of the imperial soldiers. Otherwise, you would not be able to stop my attack."
The Peacock Saint looked at the silver spear in Wang Hao's hand, and his eyes were filled with a strong sense of fiery color.
The feather on the eyebrows was her natal magic weapon for sacrifice. It was extremely sharp. Even if it was a holy soldier, if he did not inspire the Taoist pattern, he would be pierced by the feather!
Although Wang Hao's silver spear has no Taoist patterns or extreme pressure, he is made of extreme materials, and her feathers cannot be broken!
"You canary, wait for me. When I step into the spiritual transformation realm, I will accept you as my favorite." Wang Hao shouted loudly.