Chapter 60 Furious Fire

"It's getting more and more talkative." Yun Zheng said, carefully experiencing the momentum of the bald-headed holy monk in the vision of the spiritual mirror. The smell in the guy's bones was really violent. It was the kind of unbridled madness and exposed, but clean. It seems that this bald head is not all the way to Hongye City. If they are led to one place, what should it be?

"You are really insidious." Ji Baoer said with a bad smile.

Yun Zheng changed his direction, and the instant shadow falcon made a big circle in the distance, and then chased it again under the order of Jing Se. Jing Se felt quite helpless. Although this instant shadow threvelin is a fifth-order spirit beast, its brain content is too little and intellectually insufficient. If the target has changed its direction, won't it think about catching up by itself? Does everything have to be reminded by the owner?

Such a spirit beast? It's really tiring to take care of it.

The black cavalry led by Commander Fu was smarter. It looked at the direction of Yun Zheng's move forward from a high place, measured it in advance, and chose the nearest straight line to roar and intercept it. The two four-stage warriors understood the strategic intention of Jing Se, the great inscription master, followed Yun Zheng closely, and never took action.

At the end of the trackers' team, there are two other four-stage warriors. The white exquisite horse walked forward gracefully and calmly, but the speed was not slow. The beautiful long legs of the horse sitting sideways and the slightly curved Jingse expression was calm, and it seemed that everything was under her control.

The soaring eleven-rider black cavalry roared past his side like a black cloud, which did not seem to affect his meditative mood. The strong one-horned horse of the Black Horses circled to stop the momentum and laid a pocket on the side of the cold pool, waiting for Yun Zheng to throw himself into the net.

The slightly shining thunder hornbill fell on a branch, with its head tilted, looking at the black cavalry and the bald monk with interest, and the blue on its body disappeared in an instant.

It disappeared.

The clouds came like a black smoke, and the body jumped up and fell lightly, and collected the leopard in the green spirit beast bracelet. The combat power of the first-order spirit beast was really not enough in the next battle, and it was better to hide it for worry.

He dragged the big knife and moved forward slowly. The black cavalry slowly moved its position and walked to the best position, forming an encirclement against the clouds. The sky turned white, and the sun was about to rise. The snow eagle of Hanyue appeared on the side of the cold pool, and the beautiful horse also came calmly.

The cold air on the cold pool turns into white fog and curls up. In the stone cracks on the other side, there is a molten slurry that flows into the cold pool, and the water there boils.

Yun Zheng, who dragged the long knife upside down, walked to the fire, stopped and asked, " Monk, are you also looking for me?"

Sitting on the Chiyan glazed lion with one hand, "Well, this cold pool is very strange."

"Your lion is very beautiful. You bought a lot of crystals, right?" Yun Zheng stretched out his hand to touch the flame-like hair of the glazed lion. The lion tilted his head to look at him and turned to look at the bald head on his back without making a sound.

The fire was actually very patient, "It took me seven months to catch it in the forest." Your favorite spiritual pet has attracted attention, and it is possible that no matter how violent people are, they will not get angry immediately.

"Such a domineering lion, it's worth it!" Yun Zheng put the long knife on his shoulder and asked, "Do you want my head or the crystal on my body?"

"None, I want your stuff." The blazing fire returned to the road.

"What is it? Can I say that I really don't have this?" Yun Zheng said, it was strange in his heart that he asked me for something, but he didn't say what it was. Is it a riddle?

"Things are east and west, not north and south. I said you have it, and this is really there. Blazing said, and looking back, Yun Zheng saw something as fierce as a flame in his eyes.

Eleven Black Riders narrowed their circles and slowly approached the pair of people who were having strange conversations. Two four-stage warriors stood outside the circle like mountains, bare-handed. The other two four-stage warriors protected the big inscription master Jingse.

Mo Feng, the owner of Hongye City, and his patrol team only dared to follow Jing Se at this time. Han Yue, who was riding a snow eagle, was warned by Jing Se not to act rashly. At this time, he honestly followed him. He drove the snow eagle to Jing Se and asked in a low voice, "Sister Se, why is that bald head like a red burning fire? I feel hot so far away?"

Jing Se smiled and said, "Girl, be careful what you say. That day, the bald head of Wu Temple was five paragraphs, and he was very dry-tempered. If you hear that you speak disrespectfully, be careful not to burn your hair and eyebrows."

Han Yue spit out the tip of her pink tongue, "Don't you also call him bald?"

"Of course it's okay." Jing Se said lightly.

Mo Feng, the owner of Hongye City, said in the back, "Yueer, you'd better be careful. The Holy Monk burned the North City."

The fiery rode on the upper body of the red flame glazed lion and looked at the clouds condescendingly.

Yun Zheng looked at Jingse not far away and said, " Monk, that beautiful girl also wants my things. Do you think you two can share equally?"

"There is only one thing, how can there be an equal divide?" The blazing fire suddenly exploded, and suddenly straightened up, and the flames in his eyes burned. The iron rod in his right hand turned heavily to the rock by the pool. The rock immediately turned red with a loud "rumbling", the rock burst into powder, and the whole side of the cold pool collapsed!

Yun Zheng moved like a spirit cat, jumping up and brushing three feet at the same time, and the big knife across his shoulder circled like a windmill...

The rocks beside the pool collapsed, and the powerful force completely pressed into the cold pool. The pool over there soared and rose ten feet out of thin air, as if it were boiling, and it seemed that a giant beast at the bottom of the pool was furious.

The blazing fire suddenly broke out without warning. Everyone on the shore had a huge earthquake, and most of them did not react. They thought that the underground volcano suddenly erupted. People were at peace of mind, and several timid warriors turned around and ran away.

Yun Zheng's sudden explosive power also ignited in an instant. The reverent heart made a whirlwind dance, the electric disc rotated, and the blade was like snow, sweeping towards the surrounding black riders. In his fast footsteps, the wind shadow battle boots rolled up the storm that rolled up...

Boom——

Another crack in the stone wall on the other side of the cold pool exploded in an instant, and a meter thick hot molten mortar shot out, turning an arc in the air and hitting the Jingse team in the distance.

The holy monk of Tianwu Temple, who has dreams, pursuits and is extremely violent, launched a fierce attack on the person who prevented him from becoming a god of martial arts at this moment. Whoever stops him will die!

At this time, the knife shadow of the regressive heart carried electric light and also produced a deadly attack in the storm. It took only more than ten seconds to circle on the side of the cold pool. Under the knife of the stubborn heart in Yun Zheng's palm, a person has turned over.

Wind swept the remnants of the clouds, this great move stunt in the cloud dance knife method, under the extreme explosive interpretation of Yun Zheng, created a record that could not be achieved by the upper-level martial arts of the universal scroll - a wave of wild attacks, cutting off the eleven pairs of front hoofs of the 11 people of the black cavalry sitting on the strong monster.

How refreshing this is! Yun Zheng's heart is flying.

The hot molten slurry is like a dragon, flying halfway through the top of Yunzheng's head...

The owner of Hongye City and others were stunned and subconsciously pushed back. They accidentally tripped over a sharp stone and almost fell down. Han Yue was also scared to change her face, and the snow eagle flew over the sky with wings to escape.

Jingse sat on the side of the exquisite horse, the lines did not move, and his expression remained unchanged. The lava fire reflected her snow-white skin, which was even more delicate.

Two four-stage warriors leap forward and hold up two round shields to protect their feet.

Bum——

Yun Zheng punched on the belly of the masked helmet leader Fu sitting on the belly of the unicorn. The unicorn's breast bone was smashed and fell straight back. The masked helmet leader Fu circled out like a top, like a black whirlwind, avoiding the violent blow of Yun Zheng.

Boom——

The molten pulp fell, and smashed the two four-stage warriors supporting the round shield. The shield melted and the flints burned them into two firemen. The warriors howled miserably, struggled needlessly, and the mutilated body broke away and fell down.

The exquisite horse's light rear vertical, carrying an indifferent Jingse to avoid the fire dragon.

The molten slurry on the ground splashed everywhere, like fireworks blooming in the festive air, with beauty and despair. Some of the warriors of the Hongye City inspectors had nowhere to hide. They were burned by the lava and struggled with painful howling.

Mo Feng was shocked and hid behind a huge rock. His pale face was full of fear.

It turned out that the holy monk's attack was so fierce that he gave him a hundred courage at this time, and he did not dare to ask the bald master for compensation for destroying the city gates. It turned out that the boy surnamed Yun was so strong, and he knew that it was a complete situation, but he had to fight to die. At this time, he added another period of cultivation to himself, and he did not want to I want to be the enemy of people like Yun Zheng.

The black cavalry team, which turned upside down, was more than a period of martial arts, and rushed to fight with a knife. But their thinking logic can't understand Yun Zheng's fast knife way, which is beyond their thinking mode and can't be speculated.

The circling heart of distraught dancing in the messy formation of the black cavalry, the head and broken arms, like the jumping notes in the song of death.

One, two, three...

Yun Zheng didn't know how many people fell under his knife, and he only cared about fighting. How about the number of people? Don't you know that as long as you keep facing only one enemy every moment, no matter how many enemies there are, there will be only one? In this military art, the arctic meaning of weak over strong is perfectly interpreted by Yun Zheng...

Han Yue, who had been pale for a long time, finally fell from the back of the snow eagle. After being caught by Jing Se, she only shrank behind and trembled.

The red glazed lion turned into a burning flame and came to the surface. The iron rod in the fiery palm swept away. A four-stage warrior was lifted into mid-air. He didn't wait to fall, and he was smashed down on the cliff with a punch from the fire. His armor shattered, and his rolling body was burned by the hot flame and beeped.

Most of the inscriptions are not good at martial arts, and it is necessary to carry a strong warrior escort, but the fierce attack launched suddenly destroyed three four warriors in an instant. The remaining four-stage warrior who was frightened only shook his head and retreated. How should he face the open door?

Mo Feng, the shocked city owner, thought so, and ten thousand regrets in his heart that he chose to follow Jingse into Luming Mountain.

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ps: Do you care about the beautiful-legged sister? If you care, just collect it.