The Yimu Qinglong King was fixed by him, and he stopped there before he could use his magical powers.●⌒,.

Even if this magical power can withstand the Taoist Ancestor and cannot be used, it is useless.

Qin Xianyu thought that this magical power could damage the eight-turn earth immortals, which was about the same as the six-yang realm divine thunder.

The monsters all over the mountain were extremely frightened and were captured by divine power. If they had not had the wisdom, they would have been fleeing all over the mountain.

No one had ever thought that even the unattainable Yimu Qinglong King would be able to stop at the right time by just one encounter.

Where did this Taoist come from?

How could there be such a powerful person?

Could it be the so-called god in which the Shenzong lives?

Yuan Fan could sense the aura between the two horns of the green dragon, and was a little shocked. Just when he was about to deal with it, he saw the uncle of the junior teacher keep clicking and let him stay calm.

The green dragon was fixed there, like a sculpture, with green light flashing and a faint cold light.

Seeing this, Yuan Fan couldn't help but exclaim in secret. Looking at the monsters all over the mountain, he thought a little, then approached and whispered: "My uncle, these monsters are worth..."

"That's good." Before he could finish, Qin Xianyu nodded and said, "I'll collect it together. I have had jade plaques for many years, and there are not many creatures in the hundreds of miles of mountains. Although I have collected them occasionally over the years, most of them are small monsters. Nowadays, the monsters in the mountains are all big monsters, and there are also many demons and immortals, which is excellent."

Yuan Fan received the order and whispered: "Among these monsters, some of them have escaped secretly, and wait for the disciples to come and cut them back."

Qin Xianyu reminded: "Be careful."

Yuan Fan nodded and said, "The disciples of Yandi will not lose to these monsters at least."

...

Yuan Fan turned into a sword light to intercept the escaped monsters, but he did not fight to the death. If the Taoist movement is higher than his own, he would only block it slightly and entangle it. As for those who are lower than his own, if they can stop it, they will stop it. If they can't stop it or have no time to stop it, then they will kill it with one sword.

As for the monsters all over the mountain here, it's even simpler.

All kinds of monsters and Taoist practices are lower than Qin Xianyu, the eight-turn earth immortal. He just hit him with a fixed technique, and all the monsters all over the mountains and fields were condensed, almost becoming statues.

Then the jade token was thrown up and turned into a vortex.

The vortex rotated rapidly. The momentum was huge, and at first glance, it was unfathomable, and the inside was dark and deep.

The vortex widens to a radius of hundreds of miles.

Qin Xianyu reached out to take a photo and many monsters took off one after another.

The scene is extremely spectacular.

As for those in the distance, Qin Xianyu also pointed out, fixed them, then reached out to take them, and threw them into the vortex again.

All the monsters were collected.

Yuan Fan took over the immortal sword and turned into light and threw it towards him. After he was determined, he was about to congratulate his uncle.

But Qin Xianyu's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Looking up, a golden light fell from the sky, covering the sky and the sun. It was golden in a radius of hundreds of miles, as if the scorching sun was coming.

A pair of sharp claws poked out above the golden light.

It was a pair of bird claws, with dark color and wrinkles like scales on it. The cold light flashed and cold.

He held the hundred-foot vortex under his claws.

Then a golden light flashed and the sky was clear.

There is no vortex, no golden light, no bird's claws.

Yuan Fan showed a look of shock.

Qin Xianyu frowned and said, "The jade plaque has been taken away."

Yuan Fan said: "Jade plaque?"

Qin Xianyu nodded and said, "That is a treasure from Yan land, and the foundation of the mountain in the tenth vein of Yan land in Zhongzhou in the future."

Yuan Fan gasped and said in surprise: "Why don't you chase after me?"

Qin Xianyu frowned slightly and said, "No hurry."

Yuan Fan said anxiously: "How can we not be anxious?"

Qin Xianyu said, "Because it's useless to be anxious."

Yuan Fan was stunned.

Qin Xianyu said, "I can't catch up with it."

Yuan Fan was frightened and asked, "What is that?"

Qin Xianyu said: "Fuxiang goes up ninety thousand miles, this is the golden-winged roc."

The Golden-winged Roc Eagle is extremely fast and has the reputation of soaring up to 90,000 miles. In fact, this is true, and there is no exaggeration. This kind of divine bird is as famous as the phoenix and parallel to the real dragon. As for the Golden-winged Divine Eagle, its bloodline is much inferior. It can only be regarded as a demon immortal, but not a divine bird.

Qin Xianyu said: "Its speed is too fast, so fast that it can't react. You and I can't catch up with it. In fact, not to mention the speed of flying, even if you fire a sword behind you, it will not be faster. On me, only the cave sword light and the Six Yang Realm Divine Thunder can catch up with it. As for other Taoist techniques, if you can't catch up with it, you will be easily left behind by it or dodge easily."

After a pause, Qin Xianyu suddenly laughed and said, "I won't catch up with it now, let alone fight with it."

Yuan Fan gritted his teeth and said, "What should we do now?"

Qin Xianyu said: "The wild land has countless ferocious birds and beasts, and many wild dragons. Innate gods and demons are relatively rare, but the golden-winged roc is more rare than the gods and demons raised in nature. There are several golden-winged rocs on the wild land, which can be counted carefully. It is not difficult to find. You can send out the news first and let the disciples from all over the Yan land send the news, and then make a decision."

Yuan Fan nodded with a tight look.

Then he looked at Qin Xianyu and always felt that his uncle seemed to be not anxious at all.

Qin Xianyu smiled.

His heart was also quite low.

Even if it was expected.

...

Thousands of miles away.

Sword light blocks.

The golden light suddenly broke through the sky.

Feng Xian's face was gloomy, and a trace of blood was stained on the sword, which was caused by the damage to the golden light. But being unable to keep it was a great shame for him who was arrogant and arrogant.

"Which golden-winged roc...is it?"

Feng Xian said in a cold voice: "I have a good eye for knowing the treasure, but I just snatched Yan Di's head, and see where you can escape."

He released the news and searched for the whereabouts of the golden light, and ordered his disciples to investigate the whereabouts of the golden-winged roc that were known to all parties.

...

A golden light flashed into the sky and crossed the mountains and rivers.

Finally, he fell into a deep mountain forest and showed himself.

This is a roc, a thousand feet tall, but as it lands, its body gradually becomes smaller.

In the end, it was only about a meter tall, and it fell on these tall trees, which was no longer very eye-catching.

As for the vortex under the golden light, it turned into a jade token as it gradually became smaller.

Look at the bird, its eyes are like flames, its light is bright, its beak is sharp and its light is shining. Look at its slender body, its feathers are golden, and its body is covered with golden light.

A long feather on the top of the head grows straight upward, making it look more energetic.

Let's see it's arrogant and cold, as if it doesn't take everything into consideration.

The arrogant golden-winged roc is especially better than the hawks and falcons.
Chapter completed!