"Who are you calling a coward? Who are you calling Mr. Ye for being a dragon? We would like to have a good fight with the Eight Sacred Birds. Who will help you protect the demon exorcism flag?
Who will help you deal with the four divine birds?"
The eighth sister hated Zhen Xiaoyao most for comparing herself to those eight cowardly male monks. They immediately became furious and started to argue one after another.
"You are all unfounded. With their identities, how could the four great beasts take action against unknown people like you?
The target of the baby bird of God is the heirs of the six top Taoist traditions. If we beat you guys who are practicing the holy arts, wouldn't it be impossible to win without force?
Do they still want their dignity?"
When Ye Congwen saw that the twelve demonic birds had arrived, he deliberately shouted in a loud voice that it would be better to put a high hat on the four sacred birds first, and it would be best to force them to rely on their status and not take action, or to let them deal with those combined formations from behind.
"But, they are demon birds after all. What if four of them beat you if they don't follow the rules? The demon exorcism flag is related to you -"
"If I deliberately run away, who can catch me? Besides, I still have a magical weapon in my hand. It's not a big problem to deal with a divine bird."
Ye Congwen interrupted Feng Ling'er's words and asked them to concentrate on fulfilling their long-cherished wish. After passing this village, there would be no such store.
"Despicable and shameless villain, do you think that our Gods are just like you, saying one thing and doing another?
What is your identity as Lord Divine Bird? Are you guys worth it?"
A peacock baby rushed over at the lead. As the head of the eight sacred birds, it was time for him to take action at this time.
We hold our heads high and look disdainfully at the eight sisters at our feet. If we want to beat you human beings who practice holy arts, the four sacred birds will take action. So where can we, eight sacred birds, put their faces?
The eight sisters have always been praised for their beauty and beauty. No male cultivator on the Jiutian Plateau can match them. How can they tolerate a demon bird calling them a crooked melon and a cracked jujube?
"Is there a place for you eight ugly monsters to talk here? You don't even take a look in the mirror. With your hairy faces and long mouths, how dare you comment on the appearance of our human race?
Sisters, fight these eight ugly monsters!"
Jin Hairan'er said angrily, and was the first to rush forward, catch a Bifang cub, and hit it with all his strength unexpectedly.
Feng Ling'er saw that Jin Hairpin'er had already rushed forward, how could he fall behind? He flew forward and also got into a ball with the peacock cub.
For a time, eight people faced off against eight birds, exerting the Eight Sacred Arts to the extreme. Suddenly day turned to night, and it was the Sky-Swallowing Bird that was exerting its power. As soon as the Holy Body appeared, it directly swallowed the sky in it, and the entire area instantly
There is no daylight.
Suddenly the sun rose in the east, blazing flames burned the eyes, and the whole world returned to light. It was the three-legged Golden Crow performing the Golden Crow's holy magic.
There was also the holy bird Gale, with its huge wings gently flapping, and the wind was blowing in the woods. Even the giant tree that was 100 meters was blown around and almost broke.
There is also a nine-headed bird with fierce flames, nine black heads fluttering in the air, which dazzles people and makes people fearful.
Suddenly, his pupils opened, and his eyes were like two guillotines, which could cut through the darkness, cut off all obstacles, and directly shoot the sky-swallowing bird's shadow into two huge holes, allowing light to regenerate and vitality to glow.
Ye Congwen recognized it as a sacred bird, the Chongming Bird.
The eight holy birds have different shapes, and the sacred arts are even more diverse. Ye Congwen stared at them intently, but in his heart he was thinking about how to get the bone patterns of all the eight holy birds.
I already have a complete Bi Fang Bone Pattern and half a Peacock Bone Pattern in my hand. If I collect all the bone patterns of the Golden Crow Black Bird, Sky-Swallowing Bird, Gale Chongming Bird, and Nine-Headed Bird.
After adding the three divine bird bone patterns on my body, I will wait until I find the Purple Mandarin Bird egg and get the Purple Mandarin Bird Bone Pattern.
When the time comes to collect the eight sacred bird bone patterns and the four divine bird bone patterns, won't I be able to complete the phoenix bone pattern?
If you have the complete Phoenix Bone Pattern and practice the complete Nirvana Sutra, wouldn't you be qualified to practice the Chaos Nirvana Finger?
Ye Congwen greedily swept the eight-headed sacred bird
Go, secretly wondering which sacred bird to start with first.
The holy birds are brave and strong, and the eight sisters are no less willing to give in. No matter how the eight holy birds attack, the eight sisters have a countermeasure. Both sides practice the same holy magic, and they are both in the semi-saint perfection state. Even opponents who are equally matched will be able to fight with all their strength once they use their full strength.
We went to the ground and started fighting. Within three or five hours, there was no way to tell the winner.
Seeing that the two sides were in a state of anxiety, the four great beasts did not bother to intervene, so they turned their attention to Ye Congwen, the flag bearer.
"Boy, they say that two fists can't beat four hands. A good man won't suffer the loss of his eyes. Hurry up and present the demon exorcism flag, and we will spare your life!"
The Purple Mandarin Divine Bird reminded, the demon exorcism flag is bright red and makes a hunting sound, just like a little girl in bloom, it is really eye-catching.
"Purple Yuan cub, your opponent is me. If you have the ability, come and fight with me, Shi Yaoyue, and bully the flag bearer. You are too shameless!"
When Ye Congwen had no time to pay attention to them, Princess Yaoyue rushed out with a hundred-person Xingtian Combination Formation.
Without waiting for the divine bird to react, it combined its upper and lower bodies, danced with its left hand, and danced with its right hand, and smashed it towards the young purple mandarin who was questioning Ye Congwen.
One hundred monks in the semi-god and semi-holy realm jointly condense an energy seal. Even if they have just hastily changed formations from the Kuafu Sun Combination Formation, its power is no less than that of a master in the true god realm!
Seeing the Xingtian Fusion Formation, the four divine birds broke in, taking huge steps, making several "dong-dong-dong" sounds, and they danced and prepared to hit the Ziyuan cub.
"Are we afraid of you?"
The other three white swans, Jinpeng Qingluan, snorted coldly, and stood with the purple swan cubs in the four directions of east, west, north, and south, and violently used the purple swan's magic to detect claws, white swans flashed their wings, Jinpeng plucked their beaks, and the luan sounded the bell.
The huge impact bounced the hundred-person formation back, and it staggered back several steps.
"What is the God of War Punishment Tianhe Formation? It's nothing more than that, it's simply vulnerable!"
The white swan cub succeeded in one move and sneered triumphantly, then reminded:
"Come again!"
The four-headed divine birds used clan-suppressing magic to attack the headless Xingtian's limbs together. They cooperated with each other tacitly and hit the hands and feet of Xingtian's body formation at the same time. Giant purple claws fell from the sky, with five fingers like hooks, shining coldly.
The cold light was as chilling as the sickle of death.
The other white swan turned sideways and turned into a giant sky knife, slashing towards the left hand that was dancing the shield. The dazzling white light was like the scorching sun in the sky, piercing the monks' eyes so hard that they couldn't open their eyes at all.
The Qingluan cub opened its mouth and spit out a series of Luan bells, which disturbed people's minds and went up Xingtian's right leg around his knee.
Dong-dong-dong, Jin Peng raised his giant golden beak and pecked ten times in a row. The impact was stronger than the last wave, causing the monk on Xing Tian's left leg to scream in agony.
The four clan-suppressing divine arts came hand in hand, and the Xingtian Combination Formation formed an eye stone with a bitter look on its face. My own Xingtian Combination Formation was just converted from the Kuafu Sun Chaser Formation. One was good at running, and the other was good at fighting.
How can you gather the strongest fighting power in a hurry?
Seeing that his hands and feet were showing signs of falling apart, he immediately reminded loudly:
"Brothers and sisters, please hold on one more time. This kind of clan-suppressing magic consumes a lot of energy to perform. The four young divine birds only have the strength of the semi-sacred realm. With their realm, they cannot use it for the third time in a short time."
When everyone heard Princess Yao Yue's call, their restless moods gradually calmed down, and they all returned to their positions, calming down, concentrating and holding their breath, and slowly poured all their energy into the Xingtian Combination Formation.
The staggering steps seemed to have support, and the figure that was about to fall apart at any time gradually stabilized. The giant, which was 100 meters tall, finally stood up straight, waved its limbs and began to fight back.
"Qingluan, what are you waiting for?"
Seeing that the Xingtian Combination Formation was gradually stabilizing, the Ziyuan cub immediately reprimanded dissatisfiedly, saying that everyone was using clan-suppressing magic to attack the Xingtian Combination Formation, but it used a luan with a bell in its mouth.
If you are fooling people with your unreal sonic stunts, do you really think that these number 100 people are fake?
The Qingluan cub curled its lips and reluctantly flew towards Xingtian's navel. Its whole body suddenly swelled up, like an inflated balloon.
It grew in size rapidly from the beginning to the end. When it reached the end, the beautiful blue feathers suddenly stood upright. Hundreds of feathers were like wasps that had been stabbed in the nest, heading towards the navel of the Xingtian Combination Formation.
Prick away.
As the formation's eye in the Xingtian Combination Formation, Shi Yaoyue is trying to balance the hundreds of team members so that they all return to their original positions.
Just when it was getting better, the cub Qingluan was actually able to muster more powerful moves than the luan holding the bell in its mouth!
The densely packed feathers were like meteors, dragging their long tails and carrying energy that would destroy the world and hit the center of the formation.
Shi Yaoyue felt the power of the Qingluan arrows. If she left it alone and used the body surface of the Xingtianhe Formation to resist, once the protective shield was broken, she would definitely be pierced by the Qingluan arrows. She would be seriously injured even if she didn't die.
On one side is the Xingtianhe body formation that is about to be perfected, and on the other side is his own life. Even a fool knows what to do.
Shi Yaoyue gave up controlling the formation eyes of the Xingtian Combination Formation, flew out, and directly used the Ziyuan Divine Technique, using two Ziyingying divine claws as shields to block in front of her.
Hundreds of Qingluan arrow feathers were stuck on the Purple Yuan Divine Claw. After a while, the Purple Yuan Divine Claw became riddled with holes, and with a snap, it fell to pieces and fell to the ground.
Shi Yaoyue dodged sideways, and the remaining dozens of Qingluan arrow feathers pierced directly into the bodies of the monks.
These monks don't even have holy magic, how can they withstand the attack of the clan's divine magic?
When the formation eye left the formation, the energy shield of the Xingtian Combination Formation had long since retreated. Without the protection of the Combination Formation, Qingluan's arrow feathers directly penetrated into the monk's body.
For a moment, they were wailing and screaming. The three divine bird babies, the Purple Mandarin, the White Bird, the Golden Roc, saw the right opportunity, and were unable to use the magic to suppress the clan, so they used ordinary magic to hit the Xingtian Combination Formation that was about to collapse.
A scream was heard, and the entire Xingtian Combination Formation was torn apart, and one hundred people fell to the ground.
"What bullshit God of War? Wasn't it defeated by our four divine birds?"
The white swan cub laughed loudly and used its mouth and claws to kill the monks who fell on the ground.
This hundred-man team had already poured all their energy into the Xingtian Combination Formation. Suddenly, the Combination Formation was breached, and the entire formation backfired. Energy comparable to the strength of the True God Realm bounced back directly to the various monks.
In an instant, hundreds of people were numbed, energy was flowing wildly in the cauldron, and everyone was sweating profusely. Their faces were pale, and they were helpless even to take a breath, let alone fight back.
"White swan, don't be so presumptuous!"
Shi Yaoyue yelled angrily, saying that the mouth and claws would at least sting someone to the core. After only three days and three thousand miles, they were not even one-tenth of the Purple Yuan Mountain.
The combined formation was breached and the team members were killed, so how could I, the captain, have the dignity to carry on?
Unfortunately, I was too far away, and even if I wanted to stop it, it was too late, so I could only watch the tragedy happen.
Suddenly, a giant claw as red as blood emerged from the crack in space and pinched the neck of the white swan cub with great precision, causing the white swan to turn around and run away in fright.
Who would have thought that the red claws were extremely powerful, just like an iron hoop. No matter how hard the white swan cub struggled, it was not affected at all, but showed signs of getting tighter and tighter.
"Brother Xiaoyao, well done! Twist off the head of this white swan and get the white swan's bone pattern. Let's practice some magic instead!"
The eight sisters who were fighting against the eight sacred birds in the sky all reminded them that they missed the opportunity last time and missed the opportunity with the white swan bone pattern. This time there would be an accident no matter what.
A timely reminder to Zhen Xiaoyao, the bone pattern of the divine bird White Falcon is comparable to the existence of a magical medicine. Even if an arm is broken and a leg is lost, it is still very cost-effective.
Ye Congwen had no reaction after hearing this, but the situation was different for the white swan cub whose neck was strangled. It was so anxious that it flapped its wings and claws wildly. After repeated attempts to no avail, it gritted its teeth and wanted to blow up its bone marks.