The green ibis bird was hit, and its body froze for a moment. The flesh and blood of the area where it was hit opened. It raised its head to the sky and screamed, flew up, and stayed in the air.
This is the disadvantage of fighting flying monsters.
The sky is a world dominated by flying monsters. Unless one has a golden elixir or above and can fly in the air, even a monk with the same level of cultivation cannot defeat the monsters.
What's more, although Ji Changyue is building a foundation, she hasn't learned to wield a sword yet.
After an escape and this encounter with a flying monster, learning to wield a sword is imminent.
The green ibis bird looked down at Ji Changyue, its big eyes filled with anger, and it hated Ji Changyue for hitting it.
Tiny humans! It made a crisp cry, flapped its wings violently, and stirred up the flowing air. The air flow surrounded the green ibis, and was lifted up by its vibrating wings. It continued to rotate. For a while, thick dust billowed, and the world seemed to darken.
Ji Changyue's pupils were shaken, it was a tornado!
The green ibis waved its wings, and the tornado roared towards Ji Changyue as if it had been given an order. Wherever it passed, thick trees were uprooted and swept into the storm.
Ji Changyue ran away. After building the foundation, the speed of Thousand Shadows Without a Trace was even faster. He also used two Swiftness Talisman in succession, and his figure was as fast as a ghost.
Seeing her fleeing from the attack, the green ibis immediately spread its wings to catch up. Ji Changyue ran in front, while the green ibis chased behind.
The wind blades hit Ji Changyue like raindrops, and the thick vines intertwined with each other and turned into a dense net, blocking Ji Changyue's back.
It took so long and no damage was done. The green ibis bird was extremely angry. It leaned over and sprinted, opening its beak and teeth slightly, trying to bite through the damn vines.
Just as it swooped down, the vines instantly spread out as if it had eyes. Before it could get happy, it turned into a long rope and wrapped around its neck.
Realizing that it had been tricked, it immediately gave up and flapped its wings to fly into the sky.
Ji Changyue turned around and stood still, smiled softly, held Teng Man tightly with one hand, tapped her toes, took advantage of the force, pulled Teng Man hard, and turned over in the air with the help of inertia.
With the vine stuck around its neck, the green ibis staggered and almost fell out of the air. After reacting, it turned around and waved its wings as hard as it could.
However, it was too late at this time. Ji Changyue turned over and sat on its neck. The slender neck seemed to be broken with a pinch.
The green ibis bird made a sad voice and flew faster and higher. At the same time, it kept flipping in the air in an attempt to get rid of the person on it.
Ji Changyue grabbed its neck tightly without letting go, and a spiritual shield rose up on its body.
She originally wanted to kill the green ibis bird, but then she thought about it. If she killed it directly, it would be better to borrow the green ibis bird to get out of here.
The flying monster is faster than the sword.
After being dumped for an unknown amount of time, the person on its back seemed to be stuck to it, motionless.
The green ibis bird was discouraged, gave up the idea of getting rid of her, and flew up peacefully.
"vomit!"
Ji Changyue finally couldn't help it, hugged the green ibis bird's neck and vomited.
The perseverance of this smelly bird is really good. If she flicked it for a while, she couldn't help but spit on it.
Ji Changyue didn't eat anything, and her vomiting was just retching. After vomiting for a while, she looked down with a determined look.
On the wide ground, a fruit tree emitting green fluorescence stood upright, surrounded by black spots that could not be seen clearly.
Su Meng Ze.
Ji Changyue looked away, and Teng Man tightened her grip, "Faster!"
The Green Ibis was very aggrieved. Even though they were both of the same level of cultivation, they still had the upper hand, yet they were forced to be used as mounts by this ugly monster.
The vines on its neck reminded it not to move rashly, so it shook its body in a vent, and it spread its wings and moved forward.
Su Meng Ze.
Qingze seemed to feel something. He looked up at the sky and saw a monster flying by. His icy blue eyes closed.
If your cultivation level is low, you will be wary of everything. He regretted a little. Wouldn't it be better to let the son of destiny take away the power of heaven? Now that his cultivation has been suppressed to the point of practicing qi, a wild dog passing by can kick him. He has not been able to regain the power of heaven. It is really not worth the loss. .
Having been trapped in this world for ten thousand years, he was too impatient and did not allow the son of destiny to make any mistakes, which led to the current situation.
Suddenly, his eyes moved.
Someone woke up.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"
Lu Qiling suddenly opened her eyes and murmured, her eyes filled with fear and guilt that had not faded away.
Qingze frowned, why is it her?
This male son of luck has stronger luck and higher cultivation. He should wake up first.
The first one to wake up will sign a contract with him before he can leave this world.
Although it was not the person he thought, Qingze still walked over.
Lu Qiling's expression had recovered. She frowned slightly, raised her eyes and looked around, and finally locked her eyes on Qingze.
"Who are you?"
The white fox Qingze stepped forward, "I am Qingze, the lord of Sumengze. You are the first person to wake up from Sumengze. I can sign a contract with you and become your partner."
He used a soft and charming voice and approached Lu Qiling with a hint of bewitchment.
"Uh-huh!"
The cold sword was pointed at Qingze, Lu Qiling's eyes were dangerous, "You can see my dream!"
Qingze was stunned. He really didn't expect that the first thing the son of luck would ask was this question.
Isn't it more attractive for the Lord of Sumengze to make a contract with her than in a dream?
Qingze trembled as the sword came close to his neck. He is practicing Qi now and is afraid of the cold.
After looking at Lu Qiling's expression, he said, "The dream-tracing realm is constructed in your mind. Outsiders cannot see your memory unless you search for your soul."
He wondered in his heart, was there anything in her memory that he couldn't know? Why are you so nervous?
Hearing this, Lu Qiling put down her sword and looked at Qingze. She remained skeptical, "You are only at the ninth level of Qi training, how can you become the master of Mengze?"
The lowest level of monster cultivation is level six, which is equivalent to the early stage of foundation building. To defend a territory as large as Sumengze, Qi training is not enough.
Qingze thought of the female cultivator and began to feel irritable. "My cultivation is more than just practicing qi. It's just restricted due to certain things. If you make a contract with me, I will tell you."
After that, he emphasized, "This matter is very important. Only if you make a contract with me can I tell you."
The power of heaven only has so much power, and only those who contract with him are worthy of possessing it. If the person in front of him finds out and doesn't contract with him, wouldn't he create a competitor for his future contractors.
Tapping the hilt of the sword with her white fingertips, Lu Qiling said in a light voice, "It seems you are not sincere."
Qingze's face froze, and his soft voice changed slightly, "Why are you so difficult to deal with?"
The female cultivator before was unable to fall into a dream and could not be killed. Instead, she was threatened. Now the same is true for this child of destiny.
And she wasn't the one he wanted.
Qingze breathed out and revealed four words, "The power of heaven."
Yun Danfengqing's movements stopped, and Lu Qiling stood up straight, her slender back showing a bit of solemnity, "Are you telling the truth?"
The power of heaven is what every monk dreams of obtaining. With the power of heaven, the journey to immortality is half done.
