Feng Jueyu was pushed hard by Wu Zhanguang. Feng Jueyu was unprepared before. This was not because he reacted slowly, but because he did not expect Wu Zhanguang to use so much force. Besides, even if he was always on guard, there were always people around him.
He would not be wary of a person who had an oath with him in the face of possible dangers, so at this moment, he was almost pushed by Wu Zhanguang, and he staggered to the side. If it hadn't been for a tree.
The purple-crowned maple is blocking it, and it is very likely that it will fall to the ground and kiss the ground in a miserable state.
Just when his shoulder hit the tree trunk, Feng Jueyu was still confused and didn't know what happened. His head hit the tree trunk, and he was dizzy, but he ignored it and shook his head. The huge momentum in his body
It surged out, and the whole person was surrounded by a golden halo. He made a smooth movement and circled around the tree trunk, with the intention of preventing the sudden danger from finding him.
But immediately, Feng Jueyu knew that he was worrying too much.
Deep in the Purple Crown Maple Forest, where the hallucinogenic Thousand Fantasy Grass grows densely, a ball of purple fire instantly swept through the Purple Crown Maple Forest. The momentum of the purple fire was extremely terrifying, and the entire forest was ignited in an instant.
Tall, sturdy, and towering purple-crowned maples were burned to ashes, including the Thousand Fantasy Grass trees that were half a man tall. They were also turned into ashes and flying in the woods.
The wild maple forest with thick old trees was cleared in a short time to an open space of nearly a hundred feet. The purple fire was born in the prairie, but it did not continue to spread. It surrounded a huge circle, ensuring that the purple-crowned maple trees on the outside were not exposed.
They will be burned, but they can still tightly surround Feng Jueyu and Wu Zhanguang in the circle of purple fire.
Surrounded by the purple fire, a tall purple flame is burning fiercely. This purple flame is shaped like a peacock half squatting on the ground. The purple flame stretches out two wings, swinging up and down in colorful colors.
The demon's belly is as big as a drum and clings to the ground. The land where weeds grow quickly dries and burns, and black smoke billows. Its tail is like a fox, and its fur is purple and bright, which is extremely bright.
This fierce monster has an extremely long neck, as proud as a swan, its fur is as bright as fire, and purple flames shuttle through the hair. And if you look closely at the head of this monster, it turns out to be an extremely beautiful face with spring water in its eyes.
Clear waves flow forward, the jade is tender and delicate, more beautiful than flowers, it turns out to be a woman's face.
It has a human face, a goose neck, a bird body, a fox tail, and a whole body of purple fire.
The key is that this demon is releasing an extremely huge aura. That aura makes Feng Jueyu and Wu Zhanguang, who are powerful and terrifying Dao Martial Realm masters, feel a hint of danger.
Obviously, this demon's cultivation level may not be much worse than the two of them.
Feeling the huge purple fire aura on the monster at close range, Feng Jueyu felt that his throat was dry, his face was hot, and he felt an inexplicable strong uneasiness. He always felt that the strange fire on this monster was of unknown origin, very powerful, and vaguely threatening.
Human momentum.
He subconsciously turned to look at Wu Zhanguang, and it turned out that the latter was just like him, looking nervous and stunned, with glistening beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He was obviously shocked by the strange fire breath on the monster. At this time
Wu Zhanguang had a sky blue cloak in his hand. The cloak was like a giant cloth and exuded an extremely cold aura.
There was a huge contrast between the purple fire temperature on the monster's body and the cold aura involuntarily emanating from the cloak. The two auras collided secretly, and the power of ice and fire suddenly emerged.
"Luanying!"
After a moment of silence between the two sides, Wu Zhanguang murmured with a dry throat, frowned, winked at Feng Jueyu, and moved back slowly, trying to get closer to Feng Jueyu.
At first glance, Feng Jueyu knew that this monster was not easy to mess with, but he was confused about the meaning behind the word "Luanying". He could only subconsciously feel that Wu Zhanguang might have called out the name of this monster.
"What's going on?" Feng Jueyu was on full alert, and his spiritual consciousness passed through his mind and flashed into Wu Zhanguang's mind.
On the other side, Wu Zhanguang received the voice transmission from Feng Jueyu. He swallowed like a gulu and immediately responded via voice transmission: "Damn, this is Luan Ying. Where on earth is this Qingyao Fantasy Ruins? How could it exist?
Such a terrifyingly powerful holy beast."
"Holy beast?"
"Yeah." Wu Zhanguang nodded secretly. He didn't move very fast, but he quickly came to Feng Jueyu's side and tried his best to explain: "The Luan Ying is a rare holy beast in the Tianhe Star Realm.
The beast has inherited most of the divine blood of ancient mythical beasts. It is an extremely rare ferocious demon, Luan Ying. Its body shape is very similar to that of a phoenix luan. It is born with a goose neck, a fox tail and a human face. This demon can speak to people, is good at controlling fire, and is loyal.
Once the traitor recognizes its master, it will remain loyal. It is said that it is a ferocious monster just because it belongs to the class of ferocious monsters. But to put it bluntly, this monster is not that kind of ferocious monster, but you can't underestimate it because of this, because
It has inherited most of the divine blood of ancient divine beasts, and it is basically a direct lineage inheritance, so it is called a holy beast."
"Holy beast?" Feng Jueyu muttered secretly in his heart, and the profound memories of Mo Ling in his mind quickly unfolded. After a long time, he figured out the origin of the holy beast.
It's very simple. All ferocious monsters that enter the Daowu realm can only be called holy beasts. However, there is a clear difference between real holy beasts and ferocious monsters. That is, the ancient divine blood inherited in their bodies is extremely thick and almost pure.
inheritance, so these ferocious monsters are called holy beasts.
Sacred beasts often possess extremely powerful innate secret arts and forbidden arts, which ordinary ferocious monsters do not have.
The power of the holy beasts can be traced back to the long history of cultivation. No one knows how they were born, or how they appeared, but as long as the holy beasts appear in the world, they must be a powerful lineage, and ordinary warriors will be unstoppable.
Feng Jueyu, who had not known the existence of the holy beast until today, was inexplicably shocked after learning the truth. He blurted out and asked: "What is the situation with this holy beast? What do you think of his cultivation level?"
Feng Jueyu didn't know how to distinguish the level of the holy beast, but he especially wanted to know whether he and Wu Zhanguang together were a match for this holy beast.
As expected, Wu Zhanguang knew everything. He replied: "Holy beasts are similar to virtual gods. They both focus on calamity. I think this Luan Ying's cultivation is not weak. Look at the purple fire on his body. It has surpassed Jiu.
Gu Zhenyan, I estimate that this Luan's cultivation level must be seven, if not eight."
"Seven Tribulations? Isn't that stronger than you?" Feng Jueyu gasped.
"Of course, but if the two of us join forces, he may not be able to do anything to us, and look below..."
"What?"
"abdomen……"
Wu Zhanguang lowered his gaze, and Feng Jueyu followed suit. After a moment, he saw a huge scar about two palms long on Luan Ying's abdomen. He didn't know what kind of sharp weapon caused it. The wound was still bleeding with blood and pus. It looked like it was old.
The injury has not healed.
"Injured?"
"Yes." Wu Zhanguang said: "But even if it is injured, it will be very difficult for the two of us to deal with it. Let's see what it wants to do?"
Wu Zhanguang stood still as soon as he said the words. He seemed quite confident in his own cultivation, but his actual performance was unsatisfactory. After a while, his words had a vibrato and his hands and feet were trembling.
Feng Jueyu had always thought that Wu Zhanguang was the type of person who was not afraid of anything. He did not expect that he would behave in such a frightened manner today. However, he did not laugh at Wu Zhanguang, but instead cheered up.
The two of them stood in the woods, feeling the heat wave hitting their faces. They stood still and didn't move at all.
But just in front of the two of them, the holy beast Luan Ying opened his mouth and said to the two of them in a threatening tone: "Mortals, please stay away from this place, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy."
The tone of the holy beast Luan Ying was extremely cold and did not allow anyone to resist, but in front of Wu Zhanguang and Feng Jueyu, it may not have a strong intimidating power.
Feng Jueyu didn't say a word. Wu Zhanguang took a step forward fearfully and said in a deep voice: "Why? You are a demon and we are cultivators. The water in the well does not violate the water in the river. This is not your territory. You have no right to order us.
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The sacred beast Luan Ying heard the sound and stepped forward with its demonic foot. The proud head slowly bent down, and its eyes gushed out with purple fire as it looked at the two of them and said: "You don't overestimate your capabilities, go to hell."
Luan Ying is a holy beast. In addition to being able to speak human words, it also has certain intelligence. But it is a demon after all, and it cannot be as cunning as humans. Luan Ying does not speak much, but Feng Jueyu and the other two do not change their stubbornness.
Suddenly angry, Ruo opened his mouth containing Zhu Dan, and immediately a surging tongue of fire rolled towards the two of them.
"spread……"
Feng Jueyu shouted in a low voice and quickly moved to the right.
Wu Zhanguang was not slow at all. He did not need Feng Jueyu to remind him at all, he had already used his teleportation power and flew a hundred feet away.
"call!"
The intense flames covered a huge area, especially after the flames hit the ground, the billowing sea of fire quickly spread.
Feng Jueyu moved around the sacred beast Luan Beast in an agile manner, trying to get behind Luan Ying, but the flames spread extremely fast, and the Luan Beast breathed fire as if it had a tracker attached, following Feng Jueyu's movement.
The fire spread behind him, the fire surged, and several fist-sized flames accidentally fell on Feng Jueyu. The latter saw with his own eyes that the divine armor on his body melted quickly, and in less than a moment, he was burned through.
There were several holes.
On the other side, Wu Zhanguang was not being pursued for the time being. He jumped up high, first put the huge cold and steaming cloak on his body, then let out a roar, and rushed straight from the sky with an ox fork in his hand.
The golden light flashed in the middle, and far away, a golden head flew out from the ox's fork, lowered its head and showed its bright horns, and was ready to attack Luan Ying.
At this time, Luan Ying discovered the presence of Wu Zhanguang, a pair of apricot-eyed flames floated over, and he squatted on the ground, slightly changing the direction, and the gorgeous wings behind him suddenly raised up to face the Taurus.
"Peng!"
The golden bull that had blocked several sword auras from Feng Jueyu was blown away by its wings on the spot, exploded into golden powder in the air, and scattered.