Chapter 18 Bifang
How strange it is to talk about this monster.
The giant beast about the size of three people is like a white crane, but it only has a cyan foot, with blue feathers and some red spots on it, which makes him look a little fancy. The long beak is white, and there are some flames on the mouth from time to time.
Bi Fang! Zhang Zixuan once saw this magical wild beast in Lefeng's collection. It is said that Bi Fang does not eat grain and swallows flames. His appearance must indicate that there will be a big fire here. Unlike other wild beasts, Bi Fang belongs to the Taoist mythical beast family. When the Yellow Emperor gathered ghosts and gods in Mount Tai, he took a chariot pulled by Jiaolong, while Bi Fang served next to the chariot.
If Bi Fang catches him, it will be a big deal! Zhang Zixuan tried his best to escape forward.
Unfortunately, Bi Fang is far away from him, and after all, Bi Fang is not an agile beast. Although he is faster than Zhang Zixuan, he will not be able to catch up for a while.
However, the mythical beast is a mythical beast after all. Bi Fang opened his long beak, and a red fireball sprayed at Zhang Zixuan.
Generally speaking, this red flame is the lowest, and it is also the flame with the lowest temperature. However, it is absolutely not small to spit out from Bi Fang, who is second only to Fire Phoenix, playing with fire!
Just looking at the hot air around the fireball, and because of the high temperature, the air is a little distorted. Zhang Zixuan knew that he could not pick it up, and hurriedly pointed out the decision.
The soft sword of the blue snake under his feet tilted slightly and moved in one direction. The fireball wiped the sword cover around Zhang Zixuan's body and flew over. Even under the protection of the sword cover and body protection, the corners of Zhang Zixuan's clothes were still burned. This is just wiping his sword cover, if it is hit in the front by the fireball...
Zhang Zixuan had no time to think about it any more. He hurriedly stabilized and rushed to the top of the mountain. By this time, he had already flown over most of the mountain, not far from the top of the mountain.
After the sky fire flowed through Zhang Zixuan's side, it flew to the top of Nanjian Mountain.
"Bi Fang!" Ling Feng stood outside the hall and suddenly saw a fireball in the sky. At a glance, he recognized that it was the unique "Qingyan Zhenhuo" unique to the mythical beast Bifang. He immediately flew into the air, followed by a silver-white sword.
Quickly pinch the magic formula of the imperial sword in his hand, and the silver-white sword rose in the air and suddenly became thirty or forty feet long. Ling Feng gently pointed to his right hand, and suddenly split the silver sword across the air and split the fireball in half. Only then can the Luoyang Hall be preserved.
Ling Feng looked at it and saw a figure and sword es away to the top of the mountain. Behind, there was a dark group of beasts, releasing spells of various attributes from time to time, trying to break the defense of the figure, but was narrowly avoided by the man. Of course, among the birds, the most conspicuous is the Bifang god bird.
"Taoist friends, please help me." Ling Feng's lips moved and spread the words to the ears of everyone in the hall. Regardless of the leaders of various factions, they responded to Zhang Zixuan.
Shrugged, eleven figures behind him followed together without any procrastination. After all, in this situation of life and death, no one will not extend a helping hand. To put it to put it in a bad way, they are now grasshoppers on a rope.
"The sky royal sword, with my body, turned into Liman!" Ling Feng came up with the powerful move in "The Secret of the Royal Sword" - turning himself into a sword. Ling Feng's whole body turned into a handleless blade in the air. The blue light flashed and the sharpness was exposed, and it was inserted into the herd in an instant.
Zhang Zixuan knew that these were Taoist reinforcements, so he quickly gave way. Unexpectedly, Bi Fang had been prepared for it. Just as soon as he gave up, a mouthful of "Qingyan Zhenhuo" was accurately sprayed on the sword cover that protected Zhang Zixuan.
Zhang Zixuan felt that his back was scorching hot. In a hurry, he quickly collected all his spiritual power. The blue snake soft sword fell immediately without spiritual support, and Zhang Zixuan also fell to the ground. The mouthful of green fire flew along the end of his hair.
"Touched" Zhang Zixuan fell heavily on the ground, stirring up a burst of sand and dust. The dust suddenly filled a place with a radius of more than ten feet, but it dissipated in an instant.
Huh? What is this? Zhang Zixuan touched the water stains on his face and smelled it on the tip of his nose, which smelled like blood.
He quickly opened his eyes and climbed out of a piece of gravel mud, shaking the stains on his body, but saw countless red blood dripping down. He looked up and saw that the people who came to the rescue had rushed into the herd.
The most powerful thing is the sharp handleless blade, which is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. As long as it is stained by the blade, a deep wound will appear. It is not the injury caused by the weapon, but the invisible sword spirit emitted by the body of the sword.
"Tear" a wild beast lost its soul under the attack of the blade, leaving only a corpse and a rain of blood.
Of course, as a leader, Ling Feng has used the "Royal Sword Secret", one of the strongest spells in the Royal Sword Sect - with his body turned into a sword, how can the leading figures of other factions show weakness? The spells of various sects compete with each other. In mid-air, there are actually some dazzling color spells. Since it can't be used for a while, now kill the only giant beast mobile force that can directly threaten the rear, and you can safely control the operation of the thirteenth array of swords in a while. However, these masters wonder why they tease in every way, and these flying beasts don't come out, but now they are attracted by an unknown bastard?
Among the gorgeous spells in the sky, Zhang Zixuan knows only one, which is Yi Jiao's "Innate One Yuan Qi".
A cyan beam of light penetrated the hard bodies of three or four giant beasts, and then disappeared. First of all, think about the spirit of one yuan, with one thing. If love is in line with the shape of the other, and the underworld is in line with the other's principle, then the people will exist. Zhang Zixuan thought of the formula of innate vitality. It turned out that the vitality of vitality is the true spirit of the innate Taoism!
Although this vitality lacks the power of killing, and it is not as good as the body sword, the true meaning of Taoism contained in that move will certainly make all spells bleed in front of it! Especially under the use of Meng Yu, the deputy director of Yi Jiao, it is like a piao scholar killing people with literature, and the scenes of slaughter are full of beauty.
Of course, the spells of other major factions also have their own advantages. At the time of a cup of tea, they will kill the group of giant beasts, leaving only the Bifang God Bird.
We demons are also dignified! Bi Fang thought so. Unfortunately, the time is unfavorable. Under the joint attack of the twelve masters in the world of cultivation, even if the strength is as strong as it is, his life is inevitably a little in danger. Looking at the companions falling down one by one, the pain in Bifang's heart was indescribable.
"Stop." Ling Feng returned to his human body and prevented everyone from continuing to kill this Bi Fang: "Bi Fang, although you are a huge beast, you have been promoted to a mythical beast in the fairyland. How can you get a foot together?"
A foot? Zhang Zixuan heard this and turned his eyes to the one-legged part of the Bifang bird.
Really, when Bi Fang heard the word "one leg", he immediately said. The Bifang family hates people most when they mention their one-legged. This is as shameful as talking about hair in front of a bald lady.
Bi Fang took a deep breath, his whole body gradually turned red, and his stomach rose about dozens of times. His eyes lost black and white, leaving only a dead gray.
"Worse! He wants Neidan to blow himself up!" Ling Feng regretted why he didn't kill the beast just now, which put everyone in such a dangerous situation now.
"Huh! What is this? Let me do it!" Wuxian Mountain said disdainfully.
He does have some capital. As the most outstanding junior in Wuxian Mountain, his skills have been superior to his peers since his debut. The five-emered power of fire control is even more used.
Growing up under the careful care of my elders since I was a child, I naturally disdain everything, and the words I said are also hurtful.
Cheng Yuanbo kept playing, and a layer of faint red halo surrounded everyone. Seeing this, Zhang Zixuan also knew that there must be some way for the self-explosion of the monster Nei Dan, so he quickly started the Dragon God.