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This kind of thing is very common after entering Baiduan Mountain, especially the people who climbed this majestic mountain are not ordinary, and they must have rare spiritual treasures on them, which are easy to attract people to covet.

Yang Yu's eyes were shining, and he went forward to fight this weird plant. The green spearhead with runes emitted bursts of green light, which was extremely powerful.

However, when Yang Yu used the thunderbolt, it was frightened and restrained by nature, causing fatal damage to it.

It hadn't seen Yang Yu before, and didn't know how strong he was. Seeing that he was a human youth, it thought it could kill him quickly, but it never thought it would be so difficult.

It has to be said that it is very powerful, and it has persisted for dozens of moves under Yang Yu's onslaught. It is definitely a genius!

"Crack!"

With Yang Yu's blow, half of its rhizome was scorched black, and the leaves fell down. The plant was terrified.

The bright thunder flew over and enveloped it again. With a bang, its whole body was scorched black, and it was fatally injured.

With divine light in his eyes, Yang Yu pounced forward, trying to break off its roots and snatch the green spear, which is definitely a rare treasure, and at the same time want to obtain its runes and treasures.

"boom!"

This kind of plant knew its own destiny, glowed all over, and then exploded, destroying its own life imprint and runes.

"Eh..." Yang Yu was stunned for a long time, before returning to look at the broken green plants, curling his lips.

"Forget it, my treasures are powerful enough, and a few treasures are enough to use. If you don't have them, you'll be gone."

Yang Yu groaned, and walked to other areas of Fenbaoya again.

The mountain was huge, and the more people walked up the mountain, the little boy fought fiercely with people several times in the next half hour. On the way, he saw many corpses, and he died not long after.

"Hey!"

A treasure light flew up, that was the birth of the Noble Phantasm, and there were a lot of hidden treasures on the mountain, which immediately attracted a group of creatures to be surrounded, all wanting it.

"Golden Crow Wings are born!" Someone shouted.

"This is a treasure left over from ancient times!" A group of people above shouted and charged wildly.

There was a golden wing in the sky, and with a flicker, the flames were soaring to the sky, melting a large area of ​​the mountain, and the lava billowed down.

"Hey, this treasure is good, it's definitely good for barbecue!"

Yang Yu's eyes brightened, and he found an interesting treasure.Flapping the Nether Wings directly, rushed towards the Golden Crow Wings.

"Wow!"

However, just behind Yang Yu, a big golden bird rushed over, its eyes were extremely fierce, and its speed was also not slow.

"Hehe, you actually came to grab something from me."

Yang Yu sneered, a burst of golden Shenxi erupted directly from his body, and the eight mouths of the cave attracted the power of heaven and earth, and the Kunpeng Baoyi behind Yang Yu suddenly came to the side of the Golden Crow Wing,

"Take it!" Yang Yu shouted, and the system storage space was activated, and the Golden Crow Chi was directly stored in it.

"You're looking for death!" The big golden bird roared angrily, and actually directly urged a golden horse to charge towards it.

"Amitabha, the poor monk will take it into his pocket first, and the golden black wings will still belong to the poor monk. Don't overdo it."

Yang Yu shrugged and swung his fist directly. Kunpeng punched the golden horse away.

"I've taken a fancy to this treasure. If you hand it over, I might spare your life!" the golden-winged roc said coldly.

"Amitabha, what the benefactor said is too much." Yang Yu curled his lips speechlessly,

"If you don't give it, then you will die for me!"

The golden-winged roc gave a cold shout, and rushed directly to Yang Yu, and the beating of its golden wings caused ripples in space.

"Stupid, but the big bird tastes the most delicious, much better than Suanni and Pixiu."

Yang Yu grinned, also shook Kunpeng's wings, and rushed up.

"Hmph!" The Golden Winged Roc snorted coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Kill!" Yang Yu didn't say much, and Kunpeng fist was launched, directly blasting at the wings of the golden-winged roc.

Bang!

The space exploded, and a wave of ripples spread out, accompanied by a golden-winged roc rushing in all directions.

"Really, why do you provoke me with a golden-winged roc, don't you know that what I eat is the golden-winged roc?"

Yang Yu pursed his lips, but his body remained where he was, and now he saw the golden-winged roc blown away dozens of meters, and felt disgusted.

"Isn't this the little monk from Butian Pavilion of yours? Why did he confront the Golden Winged Roc and blow him away with a punch?"

Somewhere below, Huo Linger, Xiao Budian and the others looked at Yang Yu and the golden-winged roc who were fighting in the sky, and asked in surprise.

"Don't you know? He's been doing a lot these days."

The little one looked at Yang Yu with some displeasure. When he heard that Yang Yu had eaten forty or fifty ancient relics, the little one had been complaining for a long time. He was less than one-third of Yang Yu's total...

"He...is he hungry?"

A nine-headed lion with black lines following Xiao Budian asked.

"I don't know about this, but this golden-winged roc will definitely be eaten."

Xiaobu nodded, then turned around and started looking for the ancient sword, ignoring Yang Yu.

"..." Huo Ling'er and the group and the group of primordial remnants had strange expressions on their faces, and they looked at Yang Yu and Xiao Budian again and again.

"You...you are the monk from Xiaoxitian!"

The golden-winged roc stabilized his figure, looked at Yang Yu with the magic pestle in one hand, the dragon claw in the other, and the flapping of the golden wings. He completely understood, and his face became extremely dignified.

"Forehead……"

Yang Yu curled his lips helplessly, he had no choice but to put away the subduing magic pestle, and also put away the prayer beads hanging around his neck, a wooden knife appeared in his hand, rushed out again, and shouted loudly: "I am not from Xiaoxitian, I belong to Butian Pavilion!"

Chapter 1132 The Poor Monk Comes From Butian Pavilion! 【two】

"..." The golden-winged roc's face was dark, and he was speechless about Yang Yu's attempt to cover up, but he also rushed out, and now he must kill Yang Yu.

"Death to me!"

Yang Yu gave a cold shout, and slashed at the golden-winged roc with the wooden knife in his hand. The sword grass skill was activated to the extreme at this moment, regardless of what the wooden knife was.

As for power...