"A feathered bird? If I am a feathered bird, aren't you too?"

Looking at the guy standing above, like a superior looking down at the inferior, Qingluan was not afraid of it and immediately retorted.

The inheritance derived from bloodline allowed it to recognize what the guy in front of it was - Bifang.

To be precise, just like him, he is just a mixed-race Bifang.

The real Bifang is the spirit of fire in heaven and earth, controlling all fires in heaven and earth. Except for the few kinds of flames except the true fire of the sun, other flames must obey his orders.

As expected, Bi Fang was furious after hearing Qingluan's words. Impure blood was a stain in itself. He knew it in his heart, but he still felt embarrassed when others mentioned it.

It's like using someone else's physical flaws to attack someone personally, it's extremely hateful.

"Asshole, you are looking for death!"

Bi Fang immediately fluttered his wings and came, like a ball of fire roaring, he opened his mouth and spit out a blazing fire.

The fire was red in color, rimmed with gold, and the temperature was astonishing. If any ordinary water got even a tiny bit on it, it would be evaporated instantly.

If this raging fire goes down, I am afraid that smaller rivers and lakes will be evaporated.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Qingluan also showed no sign of weakness. He opened his beaks, and a strong wind seemed to blow up between heaven and earth. The leaves of the surrounding sycamore trees were rustling, but not a single one fell from the tree.

The hurricane was involved in the firelight, and the flames that Bi Fang breathed were immediately blown away. Little bits of firelight fell on the sycamore leaves, but they were quickly absorbed by the sycamore leaves, leaving no trace of charring.

The hurricane continued, rolling up Bifang, and then hit Wutong's torso heavily. Bifang suddenly let out a cry.

"Hmph, you dare to challenge me with such little strength, you are simply reckless!" Qingluan sneered, then ignored this guy and continued to flap his wings.

The higher he flew, the more Qingluan felt his blood flow, as if it had been purified. If he could fly to the top and practice there, he would be able to become a real Qingluan soon.

But after flying for a certain distance, a sharp shout came from above again: "Those with impure blood are not allowed to go up or get back down!"

Qingluan didn't stop at all, still flying upwards, and at the same time roared: "Get out of my way!"

Full of expectations are interrupted, just like when a hand punch suddenly comes, there is a knock on the door, which is simply crazy.

"Be impudent! This is not a place where you, a man of mixed blood, can run wild as you please."

The majestic voice sounded again, and at the same time, he saw a colorful stream of lightning speeding past from top to bottom. Qingluan felt as if his chest was struck by thunder, and his entire body that was flying upwards immediately returned to the direction from where it came, and then

He hit the branch of the sycamore tree and stopped his retreating figure.

After knocking Qingluan back with one blow, the owner of the majestic voice did not continue to pursue the victory, as if he didn't care about taking advantage of the bird's danger, but returned to the branch again.

"Ahem, damn..." Qingluan coughed a few times and said bitterly.

But I finally started to observe who dared to stop my good deeds.

On the branch above, I saw a colorful bird standing there, majestic and domineering. There was no contempt or unnecessary emotion in the eyes when it looked at Qingluan, which made Qingluan involuntarily feel a little awe.

In addition to the colorful feathers of this magical bird, the most eye-catching thing is its double pupils. This is the Chongming Bird!

Wearing colorful wings and shouting like a phoenix, if he were not born with double eyes, he would probably be regarded as auspicious by others.

"Why are you stopping me? The sycamore trees are so big, and there's not even one more for me!" Qingluan asked.

It doesn't understand that the sacred sycamore tree blocks out the sky and the sun, and even if thousands of birds come to visit and roost on it, it won't seem crowded at all, so why not let them go up there to fight for the slightest chance of promotion.

The carp still has the chance to jump over the dragon gate, why can't it?

"That's the rule." Chongmingniao didn't give in at all!

"What if I have to continue flying upward?" Qingluan's tone was cold.

Regarding the opportunity for promotion, it is a matter of equal importance to life, and we must not give in even half a step.

"If you defeat me, you can go up to the next level. Otherwise, where did you come from and where will you go back!" Chongmingniao was also extremely direct.

"Then fight!"

Qingluan immediately vibrated its wings again, chirped, and while roaring, its whole body was covered with a layer of green fluorescence formed by the power of the wind.

With the blessing of this layer of wind power on his body, Qingluan's speed suddenly increased.

However, instead of attacking the Chongming Bird, he wanted to fly past it quickly.

Among the divine birds, the Chongming Bird has the strongest hand-to-hand combat power. Although the Chongming Bird in front of him does not seem to be a pure-blood, but even so, Qingluan still has no confidence in hand-to-hand combat.

Therefore, we can only keep the distance as much as possible and launch attacks from a distance, so we must be faster than the Chongming Bird.

Even if you can get rid of the Chongming Bird, you don't need to fight it head-on.

"Innocent!"

The Chongming Bird also saw Qingluan's intention, said lightly, flapped its wings, and flew in the direction of Qingluan.

If Qingluan's flying figure is as gentle as the wind, the waving of its wings is like a graceful dance.

But when the Chongming Bird gallops, it is like a torrent of steel, unparalleled and domineering. Every time it vibrates its wings, it will cause a huge roar.

In an instant, it blocked the path Qingluan wanted to pass.

"hateful!"

Qingluan immediately stopped, waved its wings, and began to retreat. It did not expect that the speed of the Chongming Bird was so fast. Even if it had the power of wind, it was still a little behind.

It seems that the opportunistic method will not work. Qingluan immediately changed his mind and stepped back, his wings stretched out in all directions, as if they were tense.

Immediately, cyan light bloomed from between the wings, and feathers flashing with cyan light shot out from its body.

"Stars like rain!"

Suddenly, countless blue "stars", like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, poured towards the Chongming Bird, like an unstoppable torrent.

The Chongming Bird looked at the green torrent heading towards it, its eyes not moving at all, it chirped softly, and its body was suddenly covered with a golden light.

As if possessed by a King Kong, he then crashed directly into the blue torrent.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and a series of green wings hit the body of the Chongming Bird, and immediately turned into particles of light and were annihilated.

The Chongming Bird is already famous for its physical body. After being blessed with the power of Vajra, its defensive power is even more amazing.

"You must be a fledgling who has just awakened your bloodline. Your combat experience is a complete mess. You are no better than me to begin with, but you still use such a power-spreading move. You can deal with miscellaneous fish, but you are a bit whimsical in dealing with me."

Soon, the Chongming Bird crossed the sea of ​​stars unscathed, flapped its wings, and hit Qingluan hard, knocking it down again.

"Give up, stay down here to practice, and come back again when you take a step further!"

The Chongming Bird did not pursue the killer. The sacred tree Wutong is a sacred place and should not be killed lightly. Besides, I don’t know whose descendant this bastard Qingluan is. If I kill him casually, I’m afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble.

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"I haven't lost yet, I can still fight!"

Qingluan struggled to hold himself up, feeling pain everywhere in his body.

"Useless persistence, if you continue, you will die here!" Chongmingniao continued.

"Maybe, but I am not willing to give in. I still have the strength to fight. Although I am not a pure-blooded Qingluan, I should be proud. There is only Qingluan who died in battle, and there is no Qingluan who surrendered and surrendered!" Qingluan said stubbornly.

road.

This is a pride inherited from the heart, and it will not change because of other people's words.

"I have long heard that all the Qingluan clan are guys who will never look back until they hit the south wall. It seems to be true. Anyway, good words can't persuade the damn ghost. You deserve this disaster in your life!" Chongmingniao sighed, and immediately

No more talking.

"Come and fight!"
Chapter completed!