Winds of Change, Battle Without End!

Layers of bloody wounds appeared across his physical body. Before the blood could drip, it was evaporated by divine power. A golden divine roc appeared between his brows, lifelike and vivid. With a casual flick of his hand, an entire world within his palm shattered. His combat strength was heaven-shaking!

"Ahhh! Die!" the Golden-Winged Little Roc King howled madly.

"Last-ditch struggle!" Ji Hao merely snorted and slowly closed his palm. No matter what Heavenly Roc Demon God it was, before the collapse of that world, it all turned to ash.

No matter how the Golden-Winged Little Roc King used divine techniques and secret methods, he could not withstand Ji Hao's light clasp of his hands.

"Crack, crack."

With a casual toss, Ji Hao threw the blood-soaked Golden-Winged Little Roc King to the ground.

Every scene of this was broadcast outside through the Heaven-Piercing Formation.

Outside, the winds and clouds suddenly shifted, and the atmosphere became grave to the extreme. All because of the arrival of a great demon.

A golden-haired old man stood there. Though he looked aged, he was full of vigor, his Blood Qi astonishingly blazing like a Divine Furnace.

He was the Golden-Winged Old Roc King.

"Peng'er!" The Golden-Winged Old Roc King panted heavily, threads of killing intent shaking heaven and earth, making the surrounding area seem to turn into winter.

Even the lake surface froze into solid ice.

The faces of some Demon Race cultivators looked quite unpleasant. The Golden-Winged Little Roc King had been suppressed with a single hand.

Such a battle result truly made them lose face.

They had constantly boasted that the Golden-Winged Little Roc King was a peerless, divinely gifted genius, yet he had produced such a record. Everyone else looked at them strangely, as if saying, *So this is the level