Looking down at the earth, mountains, rivers, rivers, terrain, and green heaven and earth in the sky, venting vigorous vitality. However, Tang Cheng didn't care about everything under his feet.

No disciple of that sect would fly into the sky to determine the position. It would have no effect except exposing his position in vain. It is the most stupid behavior. The old saying that the gun shot out the bird will not go out of date if it is placed there.

There is another reason why Tangcheng is still stuck. He was attracted by the white clouds in the sky.

There were clusters of white clouds floating in the sky, like flowing willow catkins, all kinds of strange and silent. The Bilan sword was like a dragon, tearing apart the sky, and Tangcheng wanted to fly over the white clouds to see what was strange.

Suddenly, a sharp bird song came!

A group of big fiery red birds suddenly flew over the white clouds. At a glance, there were seventeen or eighteen. With the strange croaking sounds, they rushed towards Tangcheng!

These birds actually use white clouds as their nests!

Tang Cheng glanced at him and saw that the bird was full of vermilion wings, ice-blue legs, topaz beak, and peanut-sized eyes full of bloodthirsty and cruel smell.

It was still far away, and the group of big red birds suddenly opened their mouths and spit out demon pills at the same time. This move shocked Tang Cheng even more. Tang Cheng was not unaware of monsters. In the Hengduan Mountains, Tang Cheng had met many monsters and monsters, but he had never seen such a guy who spit out demon pills to fight directly.

Demon pills are extremely important to monsters. If they lose the demon pill, their strength will be greatly reduced. If there are only three or five big birds, Tang Cheng will definitely try to take away their demon pills, just to feed the unicorn python in the fetal world. But now, seventeen or eighteen big birds are attacking at the same time, and the only thing Tang Cheng can do is to escape!

The demon pills like red jade are beautiful and almost weird. Tang Cheng believes that if they are hit by these walnut-sized demon pills, they will definitely not feel good. The more than a dozen demon pills that are rotating through the air are still far from Tang Cheng, which makes people feel like Monkey King fell into the Bagua Furnace, with his hair burnt.

【Old Master!】

Tang Cheng urged the Bilan Sword and let out a strange cry and rushed downward. Although Tang Cheng could also fly to the sky with his sword, his speed and flexibility were far from the big red birds.

He rushed down into the jungle almost vertically. Tang Cheng touched the cold sweat on his forehead and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. These big birds were so fierce!

Unexpectedly, the more than ten demon pills did not slow down at all and smashed straight into the forest.

Amid the fierce roar, the earth cried, and the trees that were thick with their arms turned into burnt ashes in the blink of an eye. The dozens of acres of forest fell out like wheat fields baptized by the storm.

A huge gray-black pot was smashed out of the flat forest. With the sound of a thunderous sound, water was rapidly rising at the bottom of the pothole.

The vermilion bird wings bulged and swung past the forest. The demon pills seemed to be pulled, flew into the air in a flash and were held in their mouths.

Tang Cheng leaned on a branch, looking at the tyranny of the big birds, and was speechless. In the fetal world, Hua Wuxie was so anxious that he was about to jump. She shared Tang Cheng's vision and was extremely envious of the demon pills of these big birds. If she could take them all in one fell swoop, the cultivation of her descendants would definitely increase a lot.

The strength of these vermilion birds varies, and the speed of the demon pills flying is also fast and slow. Just as the last few demon pills climb upwards, a low tiger roar sounded over the forest, sweeping the clouds, and a colorful tiger stretched its wings, like a long rainbow, suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed three red jade-like demon pills.

Tang Cheng opened his mouth wide and could hardly close it. He could see clearly that the tiger's wings were not transformed into vitality, but were real.

There was a novel about Water Margin in the previous dynasty that was widely circulated in the Tang Dynasty. There was a person's name in the book, known as the Tiger with Wings, to describe his bravery and powerfulness. I didn't expect that there were creatures like the Tiger with Wings in this world, so how could people not be amazed?

Such an opportunity is indeed rare, but Tang Cheng will not forget his purpose in this wasteland. Even if he doesn't like the cultivation atmosphere of the First Line Tianzong, if the First Line Tianzong is at the end of the ranking, Tang Cheng's face will be vague. Collecting spiritual medicine is the first thing Tang Cheng should do.

With his back to the roar of the tiger with its wings and the roar of the bird of its vermilion, Tang Cheng regretfully left.

The clear stream is gurgling with water, and a leisurely old turtle crawled on the brown striped white stone. It lazily tugged its four fat legs and passed through the middle of the fish.

By the stream, a thick osmanthus tree towered into the clouds, reaching more than ten feet high. The breeze sways, the branches sway, and the longan hidden under the green leaves sways.

A marten-like elf jumped flexibly among the branches, light and as if nothing had happened. The gray hair was bright and golden in the ears, the pair of front teeth were snow-white and shiny, and the three long tails were of different colors.

Although Tangcheng is very far away from this osmanthus tree, it can clearly see its every move. According to the records of the monster map, this kind of cute guy is called the osmanthus tree and he likes to build nests on the laurel tree.

The laurel trees that have been over 500 years old will swallow the moon and bear a fruit on the tree. It is known as the Ten-Senior Laurel, which is divided into the third-grade spiritual medicine. The ten-Senior Laurel and ordinary longan have no difference in appearance, and only this sable marten is best at distinguishing.

Of course, the spiritual energy contained in the spiritual medicine is far from the ordinary longan. However, before it is opened, the spiritual energy has not dissipated, and it is difficult to distinguish the ten-sen laurel. Especially the laurel trees that have been more than 500 years old, each time they are more than 100,000, which is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, which is extremely headache.

However, Tang Cheng already had a curse.

Turning around, Tang Cheng smiled slightly and said to Hua Wuxie, who had a resentful look on his face, "There is no need to act like this. Now we will collect spiritual medicine first and work part-time robbers. Those demon pills are not so easy to get. The best thing to deal with is this kind of lonely monster. When you pick the spiritual medicine, how can it be yours to deal with?"

Hua Wuxie smiled and said, "I dare not have any grudges towards my master, I just feel that it's a pity!"

Tang Chengzhang said to Jiang Mosquito again: "Are you ready?"

Jiang Mosquito slapped the thin ribs like a chest, and said proudly: "Master, don't worry, now I am different now!"

For minks, if the ten-sperm laurel is not fully ripe, it will be a bit unprofitable to pick this fruit, but if it is suddenly threatened by a fatal threat, then to prevent these third-grade elixir from falling into the opponent, it is the best choice to eat it immediately. The speed of coming and going like the wind and lightning is the best way to make this choice.

And Tangcheng’s plan was decided by this!

As he rose up with his sword, Tang Cheng and Hua Wuxie soared into the sky. The mink was extremely alert and saw an enemy flying from afar. The soybean-sized eyes narrowed slightly, and the mink immediately raised his claws and was ready for battle.

No matter how cute the creatures in the world are, cruelty is their common and only characteristic. According to the records in the book, the spell used by the marten rat is similar to the Bing Xuan Wuji sword, which hurts people with the power of yin and cold, and is powerful. Ordinary inner disciples cannot even defeat the marten rat's means.

Unfortunately, outside its range of killing, Hua Wuxie stood in the void, slowly spreading his arms, setting off the pair of bulges more beautifully, as if it was a wonderful picture scroll, but the sunset gold bow in her hand was an unforgettable killing weapon.

The hot energy instantly condensed into a long arrow, and the triangular arrow tip was as crystal clear as crystal. Hua Wuxie's face was solemn, and she could feel the strength of the mink from afar. Although her strength soared, she could not guarantee that she could kill the mink perfectly.

"Go!" Hua Wuxie shouted with a delicate voice, and the rocket drew a rainbow light in the air and headed straight for the marten mouse's small forehead. Sunset Molting Gold Bow! Although Hua Wuxie won this medium-grade magic weapon, it was not long, and it was just a preliminary practice, but it could exert its three-point power. The flame arrow condensed was extremely lethal.

Ice and fire are incompatible.

Although Hua Wuxie's flame arrow was fierce and domineering, the strength of this marten rat should not be underestimated. He glanced at the coming of the flame arrow casually. The marten rat's small front paws gently waved, and the frost scimitar roared out in an instant, just hitting the arrowhead. The ice and fire striking each other, creating hazy fog.

Tang Cheng gently blew the Bilan sword, and the sword energy rushed forward like a forest, covering the marten rat's body. The marten rat's body flashed, and a gray rainbow light drew out in the air, avoiding Tang Cheng's attack range, with an extremely fast speed.

The sword energy continued to advance, and in the blink of an eye, the branches and leaves flew across, and the Guishu was immediately severely injured. Hua Wuxie missed a single blow, and the bowstrings swayed continuously. With the sharp roar, flame arrows chased the figure of the mink.

Tang Cheng's sword energy was wantonly destroying the thick branches, and balls of longan fell into the soil, smashing into pieces. The mink screamed angrily, and his voice sounded extremely irritable.

The Bingxuan Wuji Sword seemed to fly aimlessly, but the blade ended up slashing at Tangcheng. The mink was so hated to the core of this enemy that destroyed its homeland.

Tang Cheng didn't care about fishing in the dry pond. He probably wouldn't have the chance to come to this wasteland to collect spiritual medicine. Since this is the case, destroying this osmanthus tree is nothing!

In just a few breaths, the towering osmanthus tree had been destroyed by half. Tang Cheng once again urged a sword light to slash at the osmanthus tree. The fur of the marten suddenly exploded, and his body shook away Hua Wuxie's long arrow. With a swing of his claws, he cut out a scimitar to block Tang Cheng's sword energy.

Tang Cheng was happy and laughed in his heart: Your head is still too small!

The sword light was curved like a snake, and it rushed towards the cinnamon branch from all directions. The marten rode up and stood up on the branches, running the Bingxuan Wuji knife without any obstacles, protecting the cinnamon branch from airtight.

But suddenly, a flame arrow broke through the marten rat's stop from the side, and shot the root of the branch, like a thunder, easily blowing the branch off. It was Hua Wuxie who stepped forward to help, and the marten rat's body suddenly lost its balance and planted it downwards.

The marten flicked its fluffy tail, like an arrow leaving the string, chasing the falling cinnamon branches, and its light body ran on the falling cinnamon branches.

Halfway through the way, the mink's strong hind paws suddenly bounced open, and his small mouth opened, biting one of the longans. Tang Cheng shouted: "It's now!"

Before Tang Cheng could finish his speech, Hua Wuxie had already put away the sunset molten gold bow, stroked the mountain and sea bracelet, and shouted: "Qijiang!"

A soft and tougher Yuanli, which was as strong as steel, enveloped the mink in the flash of his fingers. It watched the Guizhi grow farther and farther away from it in vain, and was extremely furious.

The furious mink rat broke free from the entanglement in an instant and was about to launch a chase, but was hit by a pair of golden wings and fell into the air.

It was the perfect attack from the King Seal of the Whisper.

The river mosquitoes that kept hovering outside the osmanthus tree stretched out their nearly transparent wings, flew in lightning like lightning, carefully holding the thick osmanthus branch in their hands.
Chapter completed!