The joining of the nine-headed purple mandarin bird instantly broke the situation of even power, and the besieged teams were so panicked that they swallowed the treasures of heaven and earth.
Broken-winged Zi Yuan led the eight-headed Zi Yuan to siege and bombard them all the way until the demon-expressing masters swallowed the treasures of heaven and earth before they turned to capture a team.
From daytime to darkness, from darkness to dawn, except for the Beidi team, which was escorted by eight sisters, the other nine fusion formations were besieged by Jiutou Ziyuan once.
From at least half an hour or two hours, they played until Feng Linger and other four sisters recovered as they were, and then they all besieged the Wushuang team.
Feng Ling'er saw the sinister intentions of Zi Yuan's cub. Didn't she just want to force me to slap myself in the face and go to rescue Qin Dali's evil woman?
There was no door! Feng Linger waited until the energy in the cauldron recovered, and ordered Zhu Lianer and other four sisters to find four four gods and eight saints to fight, and threw out the four phoenix fairy claws in one go.
After turning over for the Demon-Transporting Master Team, he returned to the Beidi Team again and continued to practice the Purple Mandarin Divine Art.
When Ziyuan cub saw that the eight sisters were so tough, he would not care even if the Wushuang team was broken up. It was indeed a trustworthy lady style.
"It's done in just a few minutes? It's faster than the eight green-haired turtles! It's time for us to take action!" Broken-winged Zi Yuan glanced at Jin Feng and the eight brothers meaningfully. Without waiting for these people to reply, she immediately ordered the person behind her.
Batou Ziyuan replayed yesterday's incident again.
In this way, he took turns to siege, day after day, month after month, and when Ye Congwen discovered that the attack speed of the ten teams was getting slower and slower, it was more than a month later.
Over the past month, the eight sisters have injured several four gods and eight saints combined attack teams with fairy weapons. The nine-headed purple mandarin cubs are no less. They have broken up the fusion formation several times, forcing the eight sisters to go to put out the fire.
You win half the lead today, and I will win a game tomorrow. It's like a tug-of-war, and it took for forty or fifty days.
Ye Congwen calculated with his fingers and estimated that he had already penetrated 24,500 miles deep into the Ziyuan Divine Ridge. He was almost approaching the range of the Ziyuan Divine Nest, but unfortunately the offensive speed of the ten teams was no longer as good as before, half of the previous one.
Not as good as.
"Has these demon-expressing masters consumed all their food?" Ye Congwen asked himself in confusion.
Just when I was trying to calculate it again, I suddenly saw the wind chime sliding down from the flagpole with a smile, sitting on my shoulders with a familiarity, stretching out my slender and soft fingers to rub them on my shoulders.
"Brother Xiaoyao, you have been running for more than a month with a 20,000-pound flagpole. Are you not tired at all?"
"If you have something to say, just hurry up and practice the Purple Mandarin Divine Art. It has been more than a month since the eight people have made no progress." Ye Congwen probably guessed the purpose of this woman, but he didn't want to use the golden mushroom and the blood red mushroom.
Distribute it to them for free.
"We are just holy bloodlines. We have wanted to successfully practice the Purple Mandarin Divine Technique for more than a month. You think I have the immortal bloodlines like you, and the learning of Xuanyuan royal family and the Southern Barbarian giants - mixed bloodlines!" Feng Ling'er
He secretly glanced around and saw that there was no one. Even the seven sisters on the top of the flagpole did not stretch their heads down to peek.
Then he shouted quietly. Before Ye Congwen could answer, he blinked his eyes and complained: "Besides, without heavenly treasures, how can we practice the Purple Mandarin Divine Art, cross-level practice of divine art, without heaven
How can I learn the Purple Mandarin Divine Art in less than a hundred years? Brother Xiaoyao, have you finished eating the golden mushroom and blood red mushrooms in the jade storage? In the past month, I see you again
Haven't you used the teleportation magic technique that requires swallowing heavenly treasures to be used?"
"There are not many left, and they are all for escaping from life and death. If you are hungry, I still have hundreds of kilograms of purple mandarin orange flesh and blood here, which is also a great tonic. Otherwise, I will cut eight for you first
pound pad repair?”
"I know that we don't eat demon birds, but I deliberately used this thing to disgust me. Brother Xiaoyao, you are too despicable." Feng Ling'er shouted half-sexually. After several months of getting along, the eight sisters met.
I'm going to ask Zhen Xiaoyao to deal with it. Over time, I really treat Zhen Xiaoyao as my own brother.
In addition, Zhen Xiaoyao is taciturn and obsessed with practicing, and looks like he is a monk. These eight sisters often take Zhen Xiaoyao to be brothers and sisters.
"There will be a day when you eat all the treasures of heaven and earth. If you don't learn to eat some demon birds, you will be afraid of losing in the future." Ye Congwen sighed. Humans rely on meat and vegetables to eat omnivorous food.
How can we lose the winning magic weapon of tens of thousands of years with today's scale?
"With Brother Xiaoyao here, how can you eat all the treasures? Xuanyuan royal family's treasure hunt - um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um u eavesdropping behind the scenes?" Feng Ling'er was very alert and suddenly heard
There was a sound of claws inserted on the flagpole, and I immediately changed my mouth and asked.
"Sorry, Sister Ling'er, we two came to visit without disturbing you two, right?" A charming and bright face stretched out from behind the flagpole, and a pair of innocent big eyes stared at Feng Ling'er's sitting posture.
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At this moment, Feng Ling'er was already riding on Zhen Xiaoyao's shoulders and leaning on Zhen Xiaoyao's head. From a distance, it looked like a couple in love were kissing.
"Yaoyue, we are really not the time. Brother Xiaoyao and sister-in-law are whispering. If we wait until dawn, we will come to talk to Brother Xiaoyao again." Di Cheng also stretched out his head to watch the fun, and when he saw Zhen Xiaoyao and
When the Fenglinger and the two were stuck together, Di Cheng also guessed that the two of them must have done nothing good.
After all, the wind is high and the night is dark, people are trapped and horses are scarce, and even demon birds no longer attack so frequently. If the lonely man and widow are stuck together, they naturally do not do good things.
However, I was sincerely happy to see Zhen Xiaoyao and Feng Linger finally achieved success, especially when I saw Shi Yaoyue's surprised look.
There is a feeling of revenge in my heart.
"It's all burning, can you still be delayed until dawn? If you want to go back, I, Shi Yaoyue, must explain my words to Brother Xiaoyao." Shi Yaoyue said dissatisfiedly, ignoring the intimate actions of Feng Linger and Zhen Xiaoyao.
He said to himself: "Brother Xiaoyao, you are both civil and military, brave and resourceful. Haven't you noticed something is wrong? I always feel like there are big nets waiting for us to fall into the trap."
"How can I see it?" Ye Congwen saw Shi Yaoyue and Di Cheng coming together. The two of them had not been together for a long time and would not enter the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. The two of them must have something to talk about.
He patted Feng Ling'er's hand so that she no longer had to massage and rub her shoulders.
"There were several times when our Western witch team was almost broken off by the demon birds, but often at the most critical moment, they made mistakes on their own, allowing us to escape a fatal disaster. Once or twice can be said to be luck, such a thing
It has appeared seven or eight times in a row. I think they were deliberately letting water out." Shi Yaoyue frowned. These demon birds were too deliberately letting water out, and they all became suspicious.
"And Di Cheng and I discovered a suspicious thing at the same time, that is - Di Cheng, you said." Shi Yaoyue was afraid that he would not be persuasive alone, so she reminded Di Cheng to tell him about his personal discovery.
"Yao Yue is right. I discovered a strange phenomenon. A few days ago, a clan member complained to me, saying that the blood and flesh of the demon birds in the jade storage were almost finished. I was thinking about hunting a few ordinary demon birds in advance for food, but I looked for it.
After one night, guess what I found?" Di Cheng kept silent. If it weren't for his surprised expression, Feng Ling'er would have been able to sarcastically sarcasticly.
Isn't it a storyteller, but I still learn from others to play suspense and keep it a secret?
"What did you find?"
"I found that there was no ordinary demon bird that was following and tracked, and there was not even a ghost!"
"Brother Xiaoyao, do you know the founder of the Demon Hunting Guard, the Demon God King?" Shi Yaoyue suddenly asked. Without waiting for Zhen Xiaoyao to answer, Shi Yaoyue said word by word: "The number one master in the Immortal Lord Realm,
The first formation master of the human race, the first person to hunt treasures, and the founder of the commander of millions of demon hunting guards, was actually the most ordinary way by the Qilin Immortal Bird, and even mortals could think of: trap him
He starved to death in the valley! Do you think the demon bird also wants to learn from the immortal beast Qilin, drive us into a barren land, and then starve us to death?"
"I heard that the ancestor Ziyuan is scheming and scheming, and such a sinister and cunning move is indeed its style. It starves ten teams and thousands of demon-driven masters to death at Ziyuan Shenling. This record is the entire demon bird god clan.
No one can stand out from the right hand side, thus further establishing the position of the head of its four great birds." Shi Yaoyue analyzed, and her heart was filled with cold air. Before the phoenix fairy bird woke up, Zi Yuan wanted to command the entire demon birds and hundreds of tribes.
Yes, if you don’t have any achievements, how can you convince others?
"This is definitely a big conspiracy! You can't find the flesh and blood of demon birds, and let our ice-skinned and jade bones not pick the treasures of heaven and earth. Isn't this just to starve thousands of us to death? Xiaoyao
Brother, you have to find a way to solve the conspiracy of the Zi Yuan Ancestor!" Feng Ling'er thought in surprise, sat on Zhen Xiaoyao's shoulder and shook it constantly, reminding him to come up with a solution as soon as possible.
"What's the use of you looking for me? If you had expected it, our number one thousand people would have fallen into the trap set by the ancestor Ziyuan. There is no other way except to wait for death." Ye Congwen made no wish.
When they were moved, the sky collapsed, there were tall men standing against each other. There were also a group of true gods and true holy masters watching in the cracks in the clouds. I don’t believe that they could watch their granddaughters and grandsons die in front of them.
If you are more ruthless than ruthless, no one can be as straightforward as a lonely person like himself.
"Brother Xiaoyao, what you said is wrong. When the Western Wu Team and the Beidi Team were forced to part with the demon bird, weren't you carrying the Xiaoyao chariot to send them to safety? Ten teams would not switch formations,
I was almost defeated by the demon bird. Isn’t it also your Zhen Xiaoyao who came forward to teach everyone how to practice the formula of switching formations? Now that the demon-driven team is in danger again, it’s time for you, Brother Xiaoyao, to turn the tide!" Feng Linger was excited