"Who are you calling a coward? Who are you calling Mr. Ye for being a dragon? We want to have a good fight with the eight sacred birds. Who will help you protect the demon exorcism flag? Who will help you deal with the four sacred birds?" The eight sisters finally said She hated Zhen Xiaoyao for comparing herself to those eight cowardly male monks. She immediately got furious and started to argue.
"You are all unfounded. How could the four great divine birds, with their status, take action against unknown people like you? The young divine birds are targeting the heirs of the six top Taoist traditions. If they beat you little ones who practice holy arts, that is not a victory. Aren't they going to be forceful? Do they need any more face?" Ye Congwen saw that the twelve demonic birds had arrived, and deliberately shouted in a loud voice, "It's better to put a high hat on the four magical birds first, it's best to force them to rely on themselves." Don't use your identity, or let them deal with those combined formations from behind.
"But, they are demon birds after all. What if they don't follow the rules and beat you one of them? The demon exorcism flag is related to you -"
"If I deliberately run away, who can catch me? Besides, I still have an immortal weapon in my hand. It's not a big problem to deal with a divine bird." Ye Congwen interrupted Feng Ling'er and asked them to concentrate on fulfilling their long-cherished wish. There is no shop like this after passing this village.
"Despicable and shameless villain, do you think that our gods are just like you, saying one thing and doing another? Who is the master of the divine bird? Are you crooked melons and cracked dates worthy of their attack?" A peacock baby led the way. He rushed over. As the head of the Eight Sacred Birds, it was time to take action on his own at this time.
We hold our heads high and look at the eight sisters at our feet with disdain. If we want to beat you human beings who practice holy arts, the four sacred birds will take action. So where can we, eight sacred birds, put their faces?
The eight sisters have always been praised for their beauty and beauty. No male cultivator on the Jiutian Plateau can match them. How can they tolerate a demon bird calling them a crooked melon and a cracked jujube?
"Is there a place for you eight ugly monsters to talk here? You don't even look in a mirror. With your hairy faces and long mouths, you still dare to comment on the appearance of our human race? Sisters, fight with these eight ugly monsters!" Jin Hairan'er said angrily, and was the first to rush forward, catch a Bifang cub, and hit it with all his strength unexpectedly.
Feng Ling'er saw that Jin Hairpin'er had already rushed forward, how could he fall behind? He flew forward and got into a ball with the peacock cubs.
For a time, eight people faced off against eight birds, exerting the Eight Sacred Arts to the extreme. Suddenly day turned to night, and it was the Sky-Swallowing Bird that was exerting its power. As soon as the holy body appeared, it directly swallowed the sky in it, and the entire area instantly There is no daylight.
Suddenly the sun rose in the east, blazing flames burned the eyes, and the whole world returned to light. It was the three-legged Golden Crow performing the Golden Crow's holy magic.
There was also the Holy Bird Gale, which flapped its giant wings lightly, causing strong winds in the forest, and even the giant tree that was 100 meters away was blown around and almost broke.
There is also a nine-headed bird with fierce flames, and the nine-headed bird flutters its nine black heads, making people dazzled and frightened.
Suddenly his pupils opened, and his eyes were like two guillotines, which could cut through the darkness, cut off all obstacles, and directly shoot the sky-swallowing bird's shadow into two huge holes, allowing light to regenerate and vitality to glow.
Ye Congwen recognized it as a sacred bird, the Chongming Bird. The eight sacred birds have different shapes, and the sacred arts are even more diverse. Ye Congwen stared at them intently, but in his heart he was thinking about how to get the bone patterns of all the eight sacred birds.
I already have a complete Bi Fang bone pattern and half a peacock bone pattern in my hand. If I collect all the bone patterns of the Golden Crow Blackbird, the Sky-Swallowing Bird, the Gale Chongming Bird and the Nine-Headed Bird.
After adding the three divine bird bone patterns on his body, he waited until he found the Purple Mandarin Bird egg and obtained the Purple Mandarin Bird Bone Pattern.
When the time comes to collect the eight sacred bird bone patterns and the four divine bird bone patterns, won't I be able to complete the phoenix bone pattern?
If he had a complete Phoenix bone pattern and practiced the complete Nirvana Sutra, wouldn't he be qualified to practice the Chaos Nirvana Finger?
Ye Congwen swept the eight sacred birds greedily, secretly wondering which one he should start with first.
The holy birds are brave and strong, and the eight sisters are no less willing to give in. No matter how the eight holy birds attack, the eight sisters have a plan to deal with them. Both of them practice the same holy skills, and they are both in the semi-holy perfection state.
Once evenly matched opponents start fighting with all their strength, within three to five hours, there is no way to tell the winner.
Seeing that the two sides were in a state of anxiety, the four great beasts did not bother to intervene, so they turned their attention to Ye Congwen, the flag bearer.
"Boy, they say that two fists are hard to beat with four hands. If a good man doesn't suffer the loss of the moment, quickly offer the demon exorcism flag and we will spare your life!" The purple mandarin bird reminded, the demon exorcism flag was bright red and made a hunting sound. Just like a beautiful little girl, she is really eye-catching.
"Purple Yuan cub, your opponent is me. If you have the ability, come and fight with me, Shi Yaoyue, to bully the flag bearer. You are so shameless!" When Ye Congwen had no time to pay attention to them, Princess Yaoyue brought A hundred-man Xingtianhe body formation rushed out.
Without waiting for the divine bird to react, it combined its upper and lower bodies, danced with its left hand, and danced with its right hand, and smashed it towards the purple mandarin cub who was questioning Ye Congwen.
One hundred monks in the semi-god and semi-holy realm jointly condense an energy seal. Even if they have just hastily changed formations from the Kuafu Sun Combination Formation, its power is no less than that of a master in the true god realm!
When the four divine birds saw the Xingtian Fusion Formation, they broke in. They took huge steps and made several "dong-dong-dong" sounds. They danced and prepared to hit the Ziyuan cub.
"Do you think we are afraid of you?" The other three white swans, Jinpeng Qingluan, snorted coldly. They stood with the purple Yuan cubs in the four directions of east, west, north and south, and suddenly used the purple Yuan's claw-detecting magic. The white swans opened their wings, and the golden rocs opened their beaks. , the sound of the luan and the bell in the mouth are the four unique skills of the clan.
Hitting the giant Xingtian's limbs, four loud bangs were heard in succession. The extremely fast Xingtian combined formation was actually blocked by the four cubs of the sacred birds.
The huge impact bounced the hundred-person formation back, and it staggered back several steps.
"What is the God of War's Punishing Tianhe Formation? It's nothing more than that, it's simply vulnerable!" The white swan cub succeeded in one move, and sneered triumphantly, and then reminded: "Come again!" The four-headed divine bird used the magic of suppressing the clan to join forces. Attacking the headless Xingtian's limbs together, they cooperated with each other tacitly, and smashed the hands and feet of Xingtian's body formation at the same time. The giant purple claws dropped from the sky, with five fingers like hooks, shining with a cold light, as cold as the sickle of death. pressing.
The other white swan turned sideways and turned into a giant sky knife, slashing towards the left hand that was dancing the shield. The dazzling white light was like the scorching sun in the sky, piercing the monks' eyes so hard that they couldn't open their eyes at all.
The Qingluan cub opened its mouth and spit out a series of Luan bells, which disturbed people's minds and went up Xingtian's right leg around his knee.
Dong-dong-dong, Jin Peng raised his giant golden beak, and sent out ten consecutive pecks from a long distance. The impact was stronger than the last wave, causing the monk on Xing Tian's left leg to moan incessantly.
Four kinds of clan-suppressing divine arts came hand in hand, Xingtian Fusion Formation, Eye Shi Yaoyue's face showed a bitter look, his own Xingtian Fusion Formation was just converted from Kuafu Sun Chaser Formation, one is good at running, and the other is good at fighting.
How can you gather the strongest fighting power in a hurry? Seeing that his hands and feet were showing signs of falling apart, he immediately reminded loudly: "Brothers and sisters, hold on one more time. This kind of clan-suppressing magic consumes a lot of energy. The four great divine bird babies are only half-sacred. With their strength, My realm cannot be used for the third time in a short period of time." When everyone heard Princess Yaoyue's call, their restless mood gradually calmed down, and they all returned to their positions, calming down, concentrating and holding their breath, and slowly channeled all the energy in their bodies. Inject it into the Xingtian Combination Formation.
The staggering steps seemed to have support, and the figure that was about to fall apart at any time gradually stabilized. The giant, which was 100 meters tall, finally stood up straight, waved its limbs and began to fight back.
"Qingluan, what are you waiting for?" The cub Ziyuan saw that the Xingtian Fusion Formation was gradually stabilizing, and immediately reprimanded with dissatisfaction. Everyone was using clan-suppressing magic to attack the Xingtian Fusion Formation, but it used a luan with a bell in its mouth. If you are fooling people here with flashy sonic stunts, do you really think that these number 100 people are fake?
The Qingluan cub curled his lips and flew reluctantly towards Xingtian's belly button. His whole body suddenly swelled up, like an inflated balloon.
It grew rapidly from the beginning to the end. When it reached the end, the beautiful blue feathers suddenly stood upright. Hundreds of feathers were like wasps that had been stabbed in the nest, heading towards the navel of the Xingtian Combination Formation. Go.
As the leader of the Xingtian Combination Formation, Shi Yaoyue is trying to balance hundreds of team members so that they all return to their original positions.
Just when it was getting better, the cub Qingluan was actually able to muster more powerful moves than the luan holding the bell in its mouth!
The densely packed feathers were like meteors, dragging their long tails, carrying the energy that would destroy the world, and all of them hit the center of the formation.
Shi Yaoyue felt the power of the Qingluan arrows. If she left it alone and used the body surface of the Xingtianhe Formation to resist, once the protective shield was broken, she would definitely be pierced by the Qingluan arrows. She would be seriously injured even if she didn't die.
On one side is the Xingtianhe body formation that is about to be perfected, and on the other side is his own life. Even a fool knows what to do.
Shi Yaoyue gave up controlling the formation eyes of the Xingtian Combination Formation, flew out, and directly used the Ziyuan Divine Technique, using two Ziyingying divine claws as shields to block in front of her.
Hundreds of Qingluan arrow feathers were stuck on the Purple Yuan Divine Claw. After a while, the Purple Yuan Divine Claw became riddled with holes, and with a snap, it fell to pieces and fell to the ground.
Shi Yaoyue dodged sideways, and the remaining dozens of Qingluan arrow feathers directly penetrated into the bodies of the monks. These monks don't even have holy magic, how can they withstand the attack of the clan's divine magic?
When the formation eye left the formation, the energy shield of the Xingtian Combination Formation had long since retreated. Without the protection of the Combination Formation, Qingluan's arrow feathers directly penetrated into the monk's body.
For a moment, they were wailing and screaming. The three divine bird babies, the Purple Mandarin, the White Bird, the Golden Roc, saw the opportunity. Unable to use the magic to suppress the clan, they used ordinary magic to hit the Xingtian Combination Formation that was about to collapse.
A scream was heard, and the entire Xingtian Combination Formation was torn apart, and one hundred people fell to the ground.
"What bullshit God of War? Hasn't it been defeated by our four divine birds?" The white swan cub laughed loudly and used his mouth and claws to kill the monks who fell on the ground.
This hundred-man team had long ago poured all their energy into the Xingtian Combination Formation. Suddenly, the Combination Formation was breached, and the entire formation backfired. Energy comparable to the strength of the True God Realm bounced back directly to the various monks.
In an instant, hundreds of people were paralyzed. The energy in the cauldron was flowing wildly. They were sweating profusely and their faces were pale. Not to mention fighting back, they were unable to even take a breath.
"White swan, don't be so presumptuous!" Shi Yaoyue shouted angrily. Each mouth and claw could at least sting a person to the core. After only three days and three thousand miles, he ran even to the Purple Yuan Mountain. Less than one-tenth of the total, his combined formation was breached, and his team members were killed, so how could he, the captain, have the dignity to continue?
Unfortunately, I was too far away, and even if I wanted to stop it, it was too late, so I could only watch the tragedy happen.
Suddenly, a giant claw as red as blood emerged from the crack in space and pinched the neck of the white swan cub with great precision, causing the white swan to turn around and run away in fright.
Unexpectedly, the red claws were extremely powerful, like an iron hoop. No matter how hard the white swan cub struggled, it was not affected at all, but showed signs of getting tighter and tighter.
"Brother Xiaoyao, well done! Tear off the head of this white swan and get the white swan's bone pattern. Let's switch to magical practice!" The eight sisters who were fighting against the eight sacred birds in the sky reminded each other that last time I missed the opportunity and missed the White Bird Bone Pattern. An accident would happen no matter what this time.
A timely reminder to Zhen Xiaoyao, the bone pattern of the divine bird white swan is comparable to the existence of a magical medicine. Even if an arm is broken and a leg is lost, it is still very cost-effective.
Ye Congwen had no reaction after hearing this, but the situation was different for the white swan cub whose neck was strangled. It was so anxious that its wings and claws were flying wildly. After repeated attempts to no avail, it gritted its teeth and wanted to blow up its bones. , a lose-lose situation.
