The purple mandarin cub looked so scared that he immediately spread his wings and flew high. However, he could not reverse the situation of falling when he used too much force before, and he still stretched out his claws that had broken a big hole and grabbed everyone's heads.
The seven sisters had never expected this situation. According to convention, when the Phoenix Fairy Claws appeared, no matter what kind of divine bird cub was, they could only escape in panic.
How could you mobilize and waste the energy of the cauldron to stop the matter? One by one, guarding Zhen Xiaoyao, and then blowing the wind chime to drive away the Ziyuan cubs.
It was originally expected that even if Zi Yuan’s cub could not be killed, it would be a foregone conclusion to use the immortal weapon to drive away the divine birds.
Who would have thought that this purple mandarin bird was determined to be bothered and fearless!
Everyone was disorganized for a moment, and they all rushed into the water and kept swimming towards the bottom of the pond.
Unfortunately, the water depth of this stream is only four or five meters. Even if it dives to the bottom of the pond, it will not be able to escape the purple mandarin divine claw that is more than ten meters long.
The sharp claws, like a sharp knife, penetrated into the water, and slashed towards the white and greasy skin of the seven sisters, and were about to open their intestines and break their stomachs.
Suddenly, two strong and powerful hands hugged the giant claw of Zi Yingying, carried it on her shoulder, pulled it out, and Zi Yuan's body was pulled into the water.
Zi Yuan's feet were facing the sky, and was held tightly by Zhen Xiaoyao. She could only flap her wings frantically, and water splashed everywhere. After a while, the water in the entire stream was almost half reduced.
The seven sisters survived death, climbed up the stone shore from the edge of the pond, and stood on the stone to watch which hero was saving him.
When he turned around, he found that it was Zhen Xiaoyao who took action. With his brute force and the same technique, he tied up the feet of Zi Yuan's cub with a rope. He carried Zi Yuan's feet and pulled Zi Yuan into the stream.
The purple mandarin bird was hung upside down, and the stream continued to spread into its feathers. In addition, it kept struggling, and was soaked by the stream in a short while.
"Brother Xiaoyao is so good. Hurry up and press Zi Yuan's head into the water. The demon bird is afraid of water. If the feathers are wet, it will not fly. Then our nine brothers and sisters will give it a jar to catch turtles!"
Jinzhanger saw that the purple mandarin bird was pulled into the water by Zhen Xiaoyao, and immediately said without grudges that if Zhen Xiaoyao could drown the purple mandarin cub, he would get the purple mandarin bone pattern at that time - in fact, both men and women's bodies were
Likewise, if you look at it for a few times, you won’t lose any piece of meat. At worst, you can ask him to take off his clothes and let us eight sisters look back with their eyes.
No one suffers!
After Ye Congwen was reminded by Jin Zan'er, he realized that the demon bird was afraid of water. Without saying a word, he pinched the purple mandarin divine bird's mouth and pressed it directly into the water.
"Come in and help!"
Ye Congwen shouted to the seven sisters, and with a thud, the seven sisters couldn't wait to get into the water, folded their wings, poked out their holy claws and pinned Zi Yuan's neck, and used holy art to attack the five internal organs of Zi Yuan's divine bird.
The six internal organs beat the stomach hard, and the purple mandarin cub screamed and his mouth was filled with water.
The eight people worked together to drag the Ziyuan cub into the water. After a few minutes, all the feathers on the Ziyuan cub were wet.
"Sisters, be careful! Another purple mandarin is flying over!"
Suddenly, the wind chime in the distance shouted anxiously. Ye Congwen looked up and saw another purple mandarin duck coming in the distance. With a long cry, he pierced towards the stream.
"Everyone takes action together!"
Jin Zhaier shouted, and used Bifang's holy technique to hit the Zi Yuan cub. Seven kinds of holy techniques worked together to block the Zi Yuan cub's attack. With a roar, the Zi Yuan cub was knocked away by seven people.
Ten meters.
The Ziyuan cub cried out angrily. Seeing that the attack was not enough, he turned around and chased the lonely Fenglinger.
The energy in the Fenglinger Cauldron has been sucked dry by the immortal weapon, and it can't even fly in the air. It's still the opponent of Ziyuan Cub.
He was so scared that he was yelling and ran to the back of the flagpole:
"Brother Xiaoyao, save me quickly. My immortal weapon cannot be taken away by Zi Yuan!"
"Did you think of you, Brother Xiaoyao at the critical moment of life and death? Didn't you?
Do you still need to repair me?"
Ye Congwen cursed, and said something that made the seven sisters next to him turn their heads to see. Zi Yuan flew so fast that no one could catch up with Zhen Xiaoyao's ghostly steps, let alone rescue the energy liquid of the cauldron.
Exhausted wind chimes?
"Brother Xiaoyao, our sisters were joking with you just now. Please help Sister Ling'er. At worst, you can just take a shower in the future and you can just peek at it!"
Jinzhan'er was so anxious that tears were about to fall. The eight of them were like sisters and had made a vow of living and dying together since childhood. Compared to Feng Ling'er's life, what is it that someone can see?
"puff--"
Ye Congwen was so angry that he choked on the stream water by Jinzhanger. He suddenly loosened the rope and flew on the body of Ziyuan cub with force and stepped on it. He used a ghost-like step and floated towards the wind chime.
Skinny and bony like a washboard, what's there to peek at?
Ye Congwen complained in his heart, and turned around and came to Fenglinger, hugged the person with one hand and grabbed the Phoenix Fairy Claw hanging on her neck with the other hand, and suddenly used the throat-locking technique of fairy art, and with just one move
The purple mandarin bird was pinched by the neck.
For a moment, Zi Yuan was so scared that she forgot to struggle. She stared at her huge eyes and looked at the blood-red claw. When she realized that it was the Phoenix Fairy Claw, her whole body expanded rapidly, with a lot of bone patterns.
The plan to die with Ye Congwen.
Ye Congwen was afraid that the Zi Yuan cub would blow up his demon-expressing flag, so he had no choice but to let it go. He let go of the phoenix fairy claws, slapped the bird's head, and put it on the head.
The energy that detonated the bone pattern of the divine bird was dispersed and let it fly away.
The purple mandarin cub escaped from death, flapped his wings and retreated quickly, and suddenly hit the wet thing. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was the purple mandarin cub soaked in the stream water to become a chicken.
"We are not the opponents of these dogs, men and women, so we will call a helper first!"
The wet purple mandarin spread her wings and shook the water droplets on her feathers, and then she was about to take off with a word.
The other purple mandarin cub agreed very much. With the demon ancestor claws beside him, the two purple mandarin cubs have no chance of winning.
Afraid that Ye Congwen was chasing him with his fairy weapon, the two purple mandarin cubs spread their wings and rushed towards the sky.
With a bang, the ground splashed with dust. Ye Chongwen Xunsheng looked at the purple mandarin that was soaked into a chicken could not fly at all. Her feathers were soaked, and her feathers were condensed into lumps.
If you can't open it, how can you fly?
Seeing this scene, the seven sisters in the stream pond were immediately excited, and they burst into tears and laughed. They chased after them without even wearing shoes, shouting with a smile:
"The phoenix fell into the water is not as good as a chicken! I think the purple mandarin fell into the water is not even as good as a chicken. Sisters, can we slaughter this chicken and give it to Brother Xiaoyao to replenish it?"
"This is a good idea! Brother Xiaoyao is strong and strong. If there are divine birds and flesh to supplement their physical strength every day, our eight sisters will be blessed next!"
Seeing that Zhen Xiaoyao lived up to everyone's expectations and saved Xia Feng Ling'er's life, the seven sisters immediately decided to turn enemies into friends. When they thought that they would be in danger in the future, their past grudges were even more eliminated.
The seven sisters flew in the air and rode on Zi Yuan's head to chase. Four people besieged the flying purple mandarin cub on their heads. Three people chased Zi Yuan, who could only run on their legs. Zi Yuan leaned on them.
I am used to flying wings, so where is the material for running with my feet?
He was tripped by the plants, trees and leaves three times in just a few miles away, and from time to time he had to turn around and peck the three people with his sharp beak, which was simply miserable.
The energy in the Fenglinger cauldron was exhausted and he could not help him protect the demon-driven flag. Ye Congwen could only carry her on his back, carry the flagpole and follow her towards the direction of the seven sisters.
"Brother Xiaoyao, are you angry with their seven sisters?"
Feng Linger lay comfortably on Zhen Xiaoyao's back. Her tendons were soft and elastic, and she was not bumpy at all when she ran. It was much more comfortable than lying on the hard wood on the top of the flagpole.
There is no need to grab the wooden wedge tightly, worrying about falling off.
"No."
"I know you're angry. The seven of them have been naughty since childhood, and they are still making troubles without reason. How could you not be angry with them?"
Feng Ling'er said while thinking about how to tie a pair of strong ropes on Zhen Xiaoyao's back, so she would not have to hold on to his wet clothes when she went to bed.
"I'm angry with you if I want to be angry with you. They are so ignorant that they are so ignorant. You, the elder sister, must follow them to make trouble?
Is it two hundred years old in vain?"
Ye Congwen criticized mercilessly that he was almost forced to reveal his identity by these women. If Zi Yuan hadn't attacked him just now, he would have used the Phoenix Immortal Art to hold the seven sisters in the absence of immortal weapons.
In the water.
If there is a master of True God Realm hidden in the space crack above your head, then you have been wasted all your previous efforts?
"I am only two or three years older than them. When they call me sister when they follow the hair, they call me my name when they don't. It doesn't work for me, my elder sister to speak."
Feng Linger looked helpless, and suddenly felt wet and uncomfortable, and suggested to Zhen Xiaoyao:
"The young Ziyuan cubs are used to flying and can't run fast at all. You can catch up with them in a few minutes at your speed. Brother Xiaoyao, I'm soaked. Please stop for a while and let me change into a clean set of clothes?"
Ye Congwen also saw that the seven sisters were trying to get the purple mandarin bone pattern. He forced the purple mandarin cub to get nothing if the bone pattern exploded.
But after chasing all the way, once the energy in the Zi Yuan cub is exhausted, it will not be able to ignite the bone pattern, and the chances of getting the bone pattern of the divine bird will be much greater.
He and Feng Linger have powerful immortal weapons on their bodies, so they should not be shown. If Zi Yuan is too anxious, she is afraid that the bone pattern of the divine bird will not be preserved.
The four great bird bone patterns have already gathered together. When the purple mandarin orange bone patterns are obtained, they can repair the ground-level divine patterns of the phoenix bone patterns. Although they are half of the divine bird bone patterns, can they complement the phoenix bone patterns?
Repay hope, but there is still a certain possibility to understand one or two Phoenix Immortal Arts.
Last time, the eight great holy bird bone patterns allowed me to understand the magic of a hundred beaks. This time I gathered the four great god bird bone patterns. I wonder if I could understand the fourth level of the phoenix's magic - Ten Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart!
Once all the magical techniques of one claw, two wings, three beaks, four feathers, and four feathers are gathered, they will risk their lives to use them at the critical moment of life and death. Even a master of the God King realm will not be so desperate that he can only sit and wait for death.
This is the life-saving talisman that you have made your own journey through Phoenix Fairy Ridge, and you cannot lose it!
"Okay, there is a tree hole in front of you. Go and change your clothes inside, I'll wait for you outside."
Ye Congwen could only agree and came to the tree hole in three or two steps, and let Fenglinger go into the tree hole to change his clothes.
Fenglinger slipped down Ye Congwen's back, briskly penetrated into the tree hole, and quickly took off his wet clothes.
Given that Zhen Xiaoyao has a serious record of peacock, he wanted to use the Peacock Sacred Technique and grab a large piece of tree board to block the hole, without giving him any opportunity to take advantage of it.
Unexpectedly, when I was nervous, I forgot the fact that my energy was exhausted in the cauldron. The ice-skinned and jade-bone body did not eat grains and was supported by the energy in the cauldron.
With one claw, the Peacock Sacred Technique was not formed, and even the weak energy in his body was sucked cleanly.
His limbs became stiff and he suddenly couldn't move. He screamed in fear:
"I've played with it, I'm paralyzed! Brother Xiaoyao will save me!"
Ye Congwen stood in the distance and waited for a long time. He wanted to hold the 10,000-pound flagpole and press out another golden ring, but he was forced to interrupt after just half an hour.
How to enter a tree hole with a flagpole that is dozens of meters high?
Holding his anger, he used Bifang Holy Claw to take out a big hole and insert the demon-driven flag. Then he walked over quickly and walked into the tree hole and asked:
"So what's wrong?"
"I suddenly became stiff in my limbs and couldn't even wear clothes."
Feng Ling'er was not covered with wisps, and was frozen in place, and tears rolled down her eyes. At this time, she didn't care whether she would be exposed or not.