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Chapter 55 The golden-winged roc surrenders!

call......

There was no earth-shattering roar as imagined.

Just a slight call, like the breeze lifting the door curtain, and like the water ripples rippling the lotus leaves.

The knife just fell.

Chu Mo held the knife and pointed it diagonally, stood there and contemplated it for a moment, then turned around and walked slowly towards the Golden-winged Dapeng King.

"puff!"

The Golden Winged Dapeng King spit out a mouthful of blood and fell into a pool of blood. He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Chu Mo who was walking slowly, and said word by word: "What...sword technique is this?"

Chu Mo thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "It's just a casual slash, it doesn't have a name."

After saying these words, the Golden-winged Dapeng King suddenly turned red, and seemed to want to say something else, but at this moment he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Then his breath stopped and he fell to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, looking at the bright moon in the sky - the slightly dim moon.

At some point, the dark clouds dissipated and the wind and rain stopped.

Light fell on the earth again.

The Golden Winged Dapeng King rolled over and lay on the ground. His body had been severely injured by Chu Mo. It was only because of the strong energy and blood in his body that he could hold on for a breath and not die immediately.

Blood kept vomiting out of his mouth, and he felt chilled all over. As a ferocious beast, this was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time.

It was so long ago that even he himself forgot the years.

In the long years of his life, he had forgotten many things, but at this moment, the forgotten things flashed through his mind one after another.

When he was young, he was ignorant and accidentally ate treasures from heaven and earth. As a result, he opened his spiritual wisdom and embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

The cultivation of ferocious beasts is extremely difficult. Along the way, they compete with other ferocious beasts and compete with heaven and earth, gradually improving their strength.

Later, various encounters and short memories came one after another.

Laughter, anger, publicity, grievance, joy...the emotions are different, and the looks are different.

Gradually.

These laughter and curses, these publicity and joy, all turned into plots, flashing in his mind.

The happiness when you accidentally get a treasure from heaven and earth when you go out.

The rage of competing for territory with other ferocious beasts.

Awakening the innate magical power, showing off when there is no opponent in the secret realm.

Commanding hundreds of ferocious beasts, he hopes to get out of the secret realm and dominate the country in the future.

...

All the scenes flashed by like lightning, but he could see them clearly and remember them clearly.

For a moment, a smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't know how long it took, but the picture in front of him gradually blurred and darkened, and he knew that he was about to die.