Following a shrill cry, a streak of fire shot straight into the sky, seeming to cut through the night.
It was a firebird shaped like a crane, with only one leg, blue feathers with red markings, and a white beak.
At this moment, there was a shocking claw mark on its body, and green blood fell down and turned into fire in the air.
It hovers high in the sky and roars angrily towards the mountains.
The wings flapped, flames burned, and the space twisted like a whirlpool.
Roar!
Another roar came from the mountain forest.
There is a beast standing on the top of the mountain. It looks like a red leopard, with five tails and one horn.
His right paw slammed against the rock.
With a roar, the mountain collapsed, and the beast jumped into the sky and pounced on the firebird.
However, the latter flapped its wings and easily dodged it.
But at this moment, a golden light pierced the sky and shot down the firebird's head!
The remaining body fell and instantly turned into a sea of fire. The fire surged and spread over hundreds of miles of mountains in the blink of an eye. The grass and trees turned into nothing, and ashes fell like snow.
The firebird's unwillingness before death turned into a howl that echoed in the sea of fire.
Seeing this, the beast swooped towards the firebird's head.
But when it was only a short distance away from the head, countless golden chains flew out from the blazing fire and wrapped around it tightly.
The firebird's head fell into the sea of fire.
The beast let out a thunderous roar and twisted its body desperately.
The golden chain made a teeth-searing sound, and cracks quickly spread.
A voice suddenly sounded: "Go and get Bifang's head quickly. This chain won't be able to trap Xie for long."
Several black shadows flew towards the place where the head fell.
However, when they arrived and searched around, except for the burning flames, where could they see anything else?
"Where is Bifang's head?"
One person suddenly discovered something and looked at a trace on the ground.
"Someone has been here."
There were two heavy footprints, and the owner of the footprints was obviously carrying something heavy.
Behind the footprints, there are rectangular indentations left behind by something unknown.
"What do you think?"
"The person who came here is carrying a heavy load and has a treasure that can accommodate Bifang's head. The answer is obvious, isn't it?"
"It's the Coffin Tomb House..."
"Bifang's head is very important. He can't run far with a heavy load on his back. Chase him!"
More than ten miles away, a figure in black robes was walking quickly through the sea of fire carrying a heavy coffin.
And high in the sky behind him, several figures had already broken through the wind and arrived.
"I'm dead now. I knew I shouldn't make a bet with the old man. Isn't this mission going to cost me my life?" A man complained from under the black robe.
As soon as he finished speaking, the person chasing him suddenly took action, and a huge black coffin fell from the sky.
The man in black robe carrying the coffin sensed danger and slapped the coffin behind him.
On the surface of the pitch-black coffin, blue light patterns flowed, and a giant water snake appeared, blocking the black coffin for a moment.
The man took this opportunity to avoid the murderous intent of the black coffin.
However, one wave after another broke out, and several other people who were chasing him took action at the same time. The powerful Qi attack surged forward, and it was inevitable to avoid it.
At this critical moment, time seems to have stopped for a moment.
The void was like ripples on the water, and a white deer with colorful antlers shrouded in a sacred aura slowly stepped out.
It glanced at the people high up in the sky, then looked down at the man in black robes carrying a coffin.
Although he didn't open his mouth, the voice was directly transmitted into the man's mind.
"Before Bi Fang died, he was filled with resentment, and the fire poison of the ashes would pour down on the earth, causing the destruction of all living beings.
Even the soul-suppressing coffin of your tomb family cannot melt his head and dispel his resentment in a short period of time.
Go south.
Go to Jinyang City in the south, where there are people who can cure the fire poison and cover up Bi Fang's resentment.
I will cover my breath for you for three days.
Remember, be quick, Bifang’s head won’t fall into the hands of others.”
The man in black robe looked shocked, nodded stiffly, and then his body was enveloped in holy white light and disappeared on the spot.
Bai Lu glanced at the continuous sea of fire and saw how many creatures had died in it.
It looked sad and stepped into the void again.
Time begins to flow again.
boom!
The powerful offensive came down, but the figure carrying the coffin was no longer seen.
"what happened?"
"Such means..."
"Go back and recover first."
...
Three days later.
Qin Feng sat in the house and looked at the five thunder visualization diagram in his hand.
He had already entered the eighth level of Literary Sage a few days ago, so he naturally had to prepare to enter the seventh level of righteousness.
“The so-called seventh level of righteousness is to allow the righteousness to circulate throughout the body, continuously condense and turn into righteousness.
Once you step inside, you will be immune to all poisons."
Qin Feng rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought while looking at the Five Thunder Visualization Picture.
Although it is mentioned in the book that after the Wen Sheng Taoist has a visualization diagram, he can integrate the visualization diagram into the divine sea, and then his spiritual consciousness can sit on the heart-asking platform and transform the Wen Qi into righteous Qi in a short period of time.
But there is no explanation on how to operate it.
"I have been staring at this five thunder visualization diagram for three days, but I never have that immersive feeling again.
what is going on?"
Qin Feng was puzzled and distressed.
Obviously when I opened this visualization chart for the first time, it was not like this.
He remembered what brother Ya'an said, if the visualization chart does not match the mind of the Wen Sheng Taoist, then even if you have the visualization chart, you will not be able to use it.
“Is it because the Five Thunder Visualization Chart doesn’t suit me?
It all comes down to that bad old man. I asked him about this issue for three days, and every time he used the excuse that it was not time yet.
In the past few days, I have served him tea and water, squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs, and worked hard, but I have not gained even a single benefit.
Loss of blood!"
Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh.
Suddenly, Qing'er's surprised cry came from outside the house: "Ah, it's snowing!"
"Snowing?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, put away the Five Thunder Visualization Chart, and opened the door excitedly.
There is no way, children in the south cannot resist the temptation of snow.
What's more, this is the first snow he has encountered since he came to this world.
I just don’t know if this snow will come later than before...
In the corridor, besides Qing'er, there were many servants and maids looking up at the falling snowflakes.
Qin Feng also looked at the sky, suddenly showing some doubts.
The snowflakes were not as white as he remembered. Instead, they were gray and hard to see clearly.
It shouldn’t be. In this era, how could there be such serious pollution that the snow turns gray?
Qin Feng was curious and reached out to take a piece of snowflake.
When I picked it up, there was no coldness as expected, but instead a hint of residual heat.
This is not snow!
Qin Feng's eyes widened and he twisted his fingers lightly, and the snowflakes suddenly turned into dust.
"Is this... ash? Ashes like snow?"
Just when he was surprised, there was a continuous banging sound in his ears.
Looking around, he saw the servants and maids who had touched Hui Xue falling to the ground one after another.
The others looked surprised and didn't know what happened.
There's something wrong with this snow!
Qin Feng understood instantly and immediately shouted: "Don't even touch this snow!"