Three Realms are watching this battle.

Heaven.

The Jade Emperor shook his head: "Although Peng Feng is very strong, he has reached the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm in just over 10,000 years. This entry is unprecedented.

But I was still a little tender, and I didn’t know at all that at the peak of Daluo Golden Fairyland, I was more than anyone else’s Little Thousand Worlds.

After all, his accumulation is a little worse than that of the Golden-winged Rook. This time he will suffer a big loss.

I guess the ancestor of the Golden-winged Great Roc will not give up if he doesn’t kill him. If he doesn’t kill him, the next time, I’m afraid that the ancestor of the Golden-winged Great Roc will not be able to beat Peng Feng.”

Taibai Jinxing said: "Your Majesty, in recent years, the Buddhist sect has been powerful, and the ancestor of the Golden-winged Great Roc is the uncle of the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha, and belongs to the Buddhist side.

And our Heavenly Court lacks a master. Should we save Peng Feng? In this case, Peng Feng is grateful to us. We will add a master with endless potential."

The Jade Emperor fell into deep thought.

What Taibai Jinxing said naturally made him feel moved.

However, Peng Feng's potential is too great.

It seems that sooner or later, we will be able to attain the saint.

Once he reaches the quasi-saint, can he still suppress him?

The Jade Emperor was in trouble.

After a long time,

The Jade Emperor said, "If you can save me, just save me. After this battle, Peng Feng will definitely not stand on the side of Buddhism. If we save him again, he will basically stand on our side. Are you friends? The more you have, the better."

"But, if you have to delay some time and make Peng Feng's situation more dangerous, the more gratitude we get."

"Yes." Taibai Jinxing nodded.

Of course, there are only two people who can take action in Heaven.

Jade Emperor and Queen Mother of the West.

There are only these two quasi-saints in the Heavenly Court.

Apart from the quasi-saint, who can stop the ancestor of the Golden-winged Roc?

Lu Dongbin watched Peng Feng fall into danger and suddenly clenched his fists. Although he lost to Peng Feng's hand, he only wanted to become stronger and defeat Peng Feng again, but he did not want Peng Feng to lose to the ancestor of the Golden-winged Great Pluto.

The North Sea Dragon King Ao Shun was anxious. He was also in the Heavenly Court, and he was here to ask His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor to release all the mounts of the Heavenly Court, and he happened to see the battle.

He originally thought that Peng Feng had already won the tenth level of Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

So what about the ancestor of the Golden-winged Great Roc? You can reach the tenth level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm.

But unexpectedly, after reaching the tenth level of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, he would compete for the number of small worlds.

The Dragon Clan had no such strong man at all before, so he had no knowledge of this and suffered a great loss.

It's over!

Now everyone says that Peng Feng lost.

If Peng Feng loses, the dragon clan will be destroyed.

The sky collapses and the earth falls.

Everything is over!

What a pity.

...

Demon Clan.

"Although Peng Feng is strong, he is still a little tender after all." Jiuling Yuansheng shook his head and said, "He lost."

"I really lost, don't there be any room for a turnaround?" said Niu Mowang. Niu Mowang is also a new generation of demon saints, so he naturally stands on the side of young people.

"No. When it reaches the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, it's just a matter of who has more small worlds. Peng Feng only has two small worlds, and the ancestor of the Golden-winged Great Plug has three small worlds, and the gap is quite big." Jiuling Yuansheng shook his head.

"What a pity."

"What a pity."

...

The underworld watcher.

It's a pity that they all said straight.

...

Lingshan.

The Buddhas are also watching the battle.

"Peng Feng was a little tender after all." The Buddha of Great Sun Tathagata shook his head and put his hands together: "It's a pity that this person has never been willing to join our Buddhism, and even the great Bodhisattvas are not suitable for this catastrophe, so he has this calamity."

"Good." Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and others all said good.

"The future luck lies in our Buddhism."

"Like the wind, those who do not enter my Buddhism will have bad luck."

As long as everyone present had good eyesight, they could see that Peng Feng had no room for a comeback. Peng Feng lost this game.

...

And the other people of the Dragon Clan.

For example, Ao Feng and Ao Rongrong.

The Dragon King of the East Sea Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the South Sea, and the Dragon King of the West Sea.

Dragon Demon King.

Although they may have different positions.

but,

They all want Peng Feng to win!

It’s a pity that now it seems that Peng Feng has been beaten a little bit one-sided, his ears, eyes, nose, and tiger mouth are all bleeding.

Peng Feng is finished!

What should I do?

The Dragon Clan, is it going to end like this?

Can the legend of Peng Feng, the peerless new star of the dragon clan, only become a legend? That would be a pity.

Don't lose, Peng Feng.

...

at this time,

Emperor Ying Zheng of the Great Qin Empire and his subordinates, Bai Qi, were also watching the battle through various means.

Of course, there are other human powers who are also watching this battle.

All the powerful human race stand on Peng Feng's side.

First of all, the relationship between the dragon clan and the human clan is really good. Is it true that every emperor of the human clan called the true dragon emperor?

Secondly, Peng Feng is a half-human and half-dragon mixed race, and half of them are essentially human race. The ancestor of the Golden-winged Roc has no human race at all, so naturally no one will stand on his side.

But at this time,

Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that Peng Feng was defeated. Unfortunately, the human race has such a peerless new star, but it is about to die. If this person can become a quasi-saint, the human race will be considered half a quasi-saint."

Bai Qi also sighed: "We human race have no quasi-saint!"

...

Return to the battlefield in the North Sea.

The ancestor of the Golden-winged Roc emitted a blazing light all over his body, and his whole body was not hurt.

Peng Feng's eyes, mouth, nose, and tiger's mouth were bleeding.

At this time, the advantages of the ancestor of the Golden-winged Roc are getting bigger and bigger.

He said arrogantly: "Peng Feng, you have already lost. I can take your life within thirty moves."

Peng Feng raised his head: "Did you think you won?"

"Oh, of course I will definitely win. Unless there is a quasi-saint who intervenes now, you will die. And the quasi-saint in heaven and earth is less than ten fingers. Who can save you?" The ancestor of the Golden-winged Roc said disdainfully.

"I!"

"What's the meaning?"

"I don't need someone to save you, I can destroy you myself." Peng Feng sneered.

"Is that so? It's still arrogant and ridiculous when it comes to death." The ancestor of the Golden-winged Roc raised his hand, and the power of the three small thousand worlds was blessed with one shot and stabbed directly.
To be continued...