Chapter 239 Battle with Golden Wings

"Damn it, these demon cultivators are so blind!"

Chu Yi cursed loudly, the anger still showing on his face. After all, seeing that the house he and Yaoyue were building together was about to be completed, how could Chu Yi not be angry when this monster clan came to the door without any foresight. So,

Chu Yi was furious and said: "Fight, let them fight as they please. I won't participate in this battle. Let's build the house first. Anyway, if anything happens, Master and the others will take care of it."

Yao Yuexiao looked at Chu Yi and said, "Chu Yi, you can go ahead, you'll be fine soon anyway, it won't take long."

Chu Yi shook his head resolutely and said: "If you don't want to go, build it first..."

Before Chu Yi finished speaking, he suddenly heard a voice of Xiao Jie, which shook the world, resounded through the void, and came from afar.

"Chu Yi, you made me wait so impatiently! Now that you are here, get out of here immediately. Today I want the world to know that your so-called little saint is actually just my little demon lord, the little golden-winged lord.

The Demon King’s stepping stone.”

Chu Yi, who was just about to continue building another house, suddenly heard the other party's shout, and suddenly raised his cold eyebrows slightly.

Just kidding, Chu Yi is not a soft persimmon, he can be pinched by others as they like. Even if the other person is as famous as himself and is also the Four Little Supremes, the Golden-winged Little Demon King, he can't.

As if feeling Chu Yi's anger, Yao Yue said with a smile: "Little Chu Yi, you are insulted by being named!"

Chu Yi curled his lips and said: "It's just a fool, don't care what he does!"

Yaoyue smiled and said nothing more, but the little golden-winged demon king continued to call for formation.

"Chu Yi, are you a coward?"

"Chu Yi, you are also the Four Little Supremes, but you avoid fighting. I am ashamed of you!"

"Chu Yi, don't think that with just a few of your masters, we can protect you. Today, my demon tribe's powerful masters have also come, and they can't protect you!"

"Chu Yi, get the fuck out of here, or I'll kill all of your Supreme Xuanyang monks!"

Snap!

Chu Yi crushed a stone in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "Damn it, do you really think that I am a Buddha and have a good heart?"

Yaoyue patted Chu Yi on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead, I'll wait! And I don't like that little demon, so I'll beat him so hard that he cries for father and mother!"

Saying that, Yao Yue raised her pink fist symbolically.

But Chu Yi was too lazy to be wordy at this time, and smiled boldly at Yao Yue: "Since the fairy has already given the order, Chu Yi is disrespectful. I will beat that guy until he cries for his father and mother today."

As he spoke, Chu Yi had already stepped on the mysterious escape technique, as if shrinking to an inch, taking a thousand feet in one step, and flew away through the air.

Chu Yi was extremely fast, like a meteor. Within a moment, he had already arrived at the battlefield. Looking from a distance, he immediately saw the demon clan and the immortal monks setting up their camps on Qingming. The two sides were extremely alert and there was no fight yet.

stand up.

Chu Yi's eyes were poisonous, and he saw from a distance in front of the demon clan camp, a demon clan monk with blond hair, golden wings on his back, and the faint traces of true sun fire flowing in his wings. His expression was arrogant, and he seemed to be arrogant.

He stood there calling the formation. If nothing unexpected happened, this guy was the Little Demon Lord, the Golden-winged Little Demon King, who was also one of the Four Little Supreme Beings.

snort!

Seeing the little golden-winged demon king, Chu Yi's face suddenly became more intense, with an unhappy expression on his lips. With a 'swish' sound, he landed directly in front of the formation. He looked at the golden-winged little demon king indifferently, but his tone was unusually calm and he said: "Goodbye"

No more noise, I'm already here!"

As expected, the little golden-winged demon king stopped shouting Si, but at the same time he was not angry because of Chu Yi's words. He just looked at Chu Yi carefully for a moment and then smiled coldly: "It's nothing more than that. I really don't know, Pei Jingsheng

That coward respects you so much."

Chu Yi tilted his head and looked at the little golden-winged demon king carefully.

It has to be said that the little golden-winged demon king does have some abilities. Not to mention the majestic demonic power emanating from his body, his own physique is actually no worse than his own in Chu Yi's opinion.

You must know that among his peers, there is almost no one who can compare with Chu Yi in terms of physical fitness. Therefore, the little golden-winged demon king has actually cultivated his body to such an extent. This alone is enough for Chu Yi to take him seriously.

But attaching great importance to it, Chu Yi did not lose the battle, and replied casually: "Really? I am also very puzzled, you are obviously not even a little finger of me and Pei Jingsheng, but you can be as famous as us, this world's monks

You are really blind."

The little golden-winged demon king suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes, and said coldly: "Chu Yi, you can use your words, but after I cut off your head, let's see how you still talk nonsense!"

Chu Yi said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. I'm still rushing back to build a house. I don't have time to waste time with you here."

"snort!"

The little golden-winged demon king snorted coldly, as if he knew that with Chu Yi's broken mouth, even a saint could vomit blood. Therefore, he stopped talking nonsense with Chu Yi and grabbed Chu Yi with a big hand.

The fight has begun!

The moment the little golden-winged demon king waved his claws, the monks from the two camps of immortals and demons suddenly jumped in their hearts, showing expressions of concern and nervousness. They were simply more nervous than doing it themselves. But the difference is that the immortal way is better than the demon way.

Bian Geng is a little more complicated, and these complexities are mainly reflected in the monks of the three major sects, Biluo Immortal Sect, Danding Sect, and Kunlun Immortal Sect.

The three major sect monks can be said to love and hate Chu Yi, and this so-called love is because Chu Yi really had to take action against the little golden-winged demon king. The so-called hatred is that Chu Yi just massacred them not long ago.

As for the demon monks, they don’t have so many ideas. They were massacred by Chu Yi not long ago, so they only hate Chu Yi but don’t have any affection for Chu Yi. Therefore, apart from paying attention, the demon clan is naturally more silent than the three monks of the three major sects.

It was a chorus of shouts.

But these are not what Chu Yi pays attention to!

As the saying goes, an expert will know if there is anything as soon as he takes action. There is no falsehood under the famous name. The golden-winged little demon king seemed to have struck casually, but it had attracted enough attention from Chu Yi. With his powerful true energy and his powerful physique, he promoted the power of the enemy.

The claws grabbed the air, and with one grasp, a piece of the air was snatched off and struck on the head.

"Chu Yi, don't say that I bully you, I will fight you with my false cultivation level until you are convinced!"

Just controlling the false cultivation level?

The faces of all the monks from the Immortal Dao camp changed slightly, because with this capture of the Golden-winged Little Demon King, even the Immortal Supreme of the Third Realm of Transformation was nothing more than that. Such tyrannical power made countless Supreme Transformation feel uncomfortable.

But Chu Yi remained unmoved by this!

Fighting for physical fitness?

Just kidding, in terms of physical fitness alone, many older monks are not as good as Chu Yi. The Little Golden Winged Demon King is indeed extraordinary in physical cultivation, but when is Chu Yi afraid of anyone in terms of physical cultivation?

With energy and blood soaring to the sky, Chu Yi waved his hand to meet him. If the little golden-winged demon king could catch him without any harm, then the big hand waved by Chu Yi could seal the sky and block the earth, cover the sun and the moon, and cover the sky.

boom!

In an instant, the void was turbulent, the sun and the moon were dim, the golden hand and the black demon claws were rubbing and banging, shaking the heaven and earth, and the whole world was trembling. The sound of the sonorous collision was more like the sound of thunder god swinging a hammer and hitting a cone, making a sound that lifted the sky.

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Such a head-on confrontation shocked everyone present. Even the people of Supreme Xuanyang were extremely shocked, because they knew better than anyone else that since Chu Yi became famous, he has never seen anyone physically fighting against Chu Yi.

Chu Yi had resisted. Even the Little Demon Lord Pei Jingsheng, who was the Four Little Supremes, did not dare to let Chu Yi compete physically.

But the Golden-winged Little Demon King did it. He was the only one in the world who, as a fellow monk, could resist Chu Yi with his physical body.

Interesting!

A trace of curvature appeared at the corner of Chu Yi's mouth, which was a sign that he was already excited. It was rare for a fellow monk to be able to compete with him physically. If he didn't have a good fight, wouldn't he be lonely?

"Golden-winged Little Demon King, if you want to fight, show your true skills! Don't make excuses when you lose, and be so annoying!"

"Chu Yi, why should I use all my strength to beat you? It's enough to beat you with a false realm!"

The Golden Winged Little Demon King has already reached the level of God Transformation, which is a level higher than Chu Yi. He has an advantage in fighting. But at this time, the Golden Winged Little Demon King proudly gave up his advantage and insisted not to use God Transformation.

Zhan Chu Yi, who was in the first realm of cultivation, only used the false realm to compete, which is enough to show how arrogant and confident the little golden-winged demon king is.

But Chu Yi doesn't resent such an attitude. If he has the ability to be arrogant, why do he pretend to be a rival?

But Chu Yi was still unhappy because he was looked down upon!

"If you don't give it your all, I'll beat you until you give it your all!"

boom!

Chu Yi's physical body trembled slightly. During the slight shaking, even the heaven and earth shook. He pushed the heaven and earth with his supreme divine power. Chu Yi was like a god who came back from ancient times, shaking the heaven and earth. He stepped on the void and stepped on tiny steps towards the golden wings.

The little demon king forced him to go.

"How terrible!"

"Stepping into the void, Qing Ming trembles, how many people can there be in this world?"

"This physical body is too terrifying. I can feel that Chu Yi did not extend his magical powers and did all this purely with his physical body!"

The demon monks were all shocked. Although they had infinite confidence in the little golden-winged demon king, Chu Yi's performance at this moment was too terrifying. His small steps, seemingly inadvertent, made the world tremble and tsunamis erupt frequently. Only this point

, is enough to prove to the world how terrifying Chu Yi's body is.

The little golden-winged demon king also had a trace of solemnity on his face, but then more ferociousness emerged, and the majestic demonic aura filled the sky. A pair of golden wings spread out on his back, aiming at Chu Yi who was rushing towards him, and did not dodge.

He rushed forward without hesitation.

boom!

The two collided together, just like two high-speed high-speed trains meeting on the same railway track. The two sides had no intention of avoiding each other. The collision was earth-shattering.

Boom boom!

Such a collision was so brutal that countless monks felt the explosive energy spread out. The air was detonated on the spot, like a million-pound dust bomb exploding, or like two nuclear warheads colliding with each other. Many monks could only feel their ears.

I was so depressed that I almost lost consciousness.
To be continued...