Text Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Three-Tailed Fire Phoenix
"Hahaha, weren't you quite a hero just now, Master Ji, I still admire you, why did you get cowardly so quickly?" The sea dove couldn't help laughing when he saw the harpoon that Ni Suanqiu took out.
"It's kind of interesting. ”
Li Tianci, who was standing in a corner watching the play, also sneered playfully, and he didn't know when there was an extra white folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, looking at this side with the posture of a person in a big sect.
"You just said, don't you want to kill us if we hand over the treasure bag?" Ni Suanqiu felt a little cold on his back, cold sweat had unconsciously come out, and his hands and feet trembled slightly.
"Well, but that's the condition I just opened, and the price has changed a little bit now. In addition to these, there are five more arms, and as long as the three of you are willing to keep five arms, I will let you go. The sea dove looked at Ni Suanqiu with bad intentions.
At the same time, at this time, Yu Hualan had already pulled out a dragon whisker arrow, aiming at the sea dove.
"Five hands?" Ni Suanqiu was also startled, and said, "Okay, but you have to tell me first, what happened to my two companions?
Why do you need five arms? Could it be that this pheasant still has a habit of loving corpses? His two hands are not enough, and he still has to take other people's? There are many mysteries and fogs, and Ni Suanqiu can't figure it out.
"I don't know, hum, little brother, it seems that you are still a little shallow. The sea dove snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the silence of your Thunder Fire Tribulus terrestris, my Fire Spirit Bird would not have been stunned, it seems that you have put a lot of effort into dealing with me." ”
"Although the three of you have joined forces to break the Fire Spirit Bird's protective golden wings, but my Fire Spirit Bird has advanced to the sixth level of demon beasts, do you think that the sixth level demon beasts can be easily killed by a few of you Zhou Tian Realm cultivators?"
"The exercises practiced by Rohmin are so low-level, low-level exercises envoy high-level techniques, the true yuan will soon be exhausted, and the true yuan will be exhausted and the divine consciousness will be weak, my fire spirit bird has already advanced out of the talent of divine sense attack, just when their true yuan was exhausted, the fire spirit bird sent out a desperate divine sense attack, without half a pillar of incense, they will not wake up. "Hehe, instead of waiting for them to wake up in pain, you should just give them a good time now." ”
There were a few "bangs," and there seemed to be something trying to crawl out of the pile of pure gold shards.
Ni Suanqiu's heart froze, could it be that his fire spirit bird hadn't died like this just now?
Is what this bad old man said true? Just now, it was clear that the three of them used such a strong joint attack to exterminate such a palm-sized bird, that would be too perverted.
Also, what Ni Suanqiu couldn't figure out was that from such a distance, how could this pheasant know that his bird hadn't been killed?
This is also the shallow knowledge of a newly cultivated monk like Ni Suanqiu, and there has always been a unique mental sense between the monk who cultivates the demon beast and his own demon beast, and the monk can directly give orders to the cultivated demon beast through one of his own thoughts.
And the sixth-level demon beast has the strength of a monk above the fourth or fifth level of the Zhou Tian Realm, if it is really the sixth-level demon beast that this pheasant old man said, then he, a monk of the Zhou Tian Realm, is about to have the strength of a monk of the Mind Realm, and it is no wonder that Li Tianci, a monk of the Mind Realm, will also call such a monk who is only a monk of the Zhou Heaven Realm to explore the treasure together.
A crisp bird's call wafted through the dark ancient temple, and a small fiery red phoenix with three long tails flew out.
Damn, how did a little bird the size of a palm just now come out and become a firebird with an arm's length?
"Reborn from the fire, my fire spirit bird has advanced into a three-tailed fire phoenix. Hahaha, the fire spirit bird you just beat shattered its golden wings, but now it's even better, and it's become a three-tailed fire phoenix. Seeing that his spirit bird had advanced to a higher-level demon beast, the sea dove also showed a look of joy, and suddenly he was a little distracted.
"You're getting bigger. Ni Suanqiu took the opportunity to shoot two thunder fire tribulus terrestrestris at once, and flew straight towards the old man of the "pheasant".
"Bang" two explosions, two violent fires flashed in the darkness, the sea dove rampant crossed his hands and moved forward, the black gas of his whole body continued to roll, the purple robe was also fired at the same time, and a layer of purple aura was propped up like an egg.
The pure gold iron thorns shot out by the two thunder fire thistles were all scattered within the aura shield, and then a cloud of yellow smoke spread out within the purple aura mask, and for a while, the old man of the pheasant and the sea dove couldn't open his eyes at all.
At the same time, a black kitchen knife flew straight towards the fire spirit bird that had just advanced and was about to fly to the master's side.
With a soft cry of "Ah", the three-tailed fire phoenix that had just transformed from the fire spirit bird was shot down as soon as it took off.
A black kitchen knife has sunk into the lower abdomen of the fire spirit bird, the black kitchen knife glows with bright red brilliance, and the eyes of the fire spirit bird on it bulge, and it has fallen straight from the air, and the eyes reveal the horror of the demon beast dying.
The owner of this kitchen knife is, of course, Ni Suanqiu, who took a step forward, less than a zhang away from the kitchen knife, wrapped it in Zhenyuan and directly took back the kitchen knife with the corpse of the demon beast.
The fire spirit bird in his hand was already like a dried corpse, and there was no life. Unlike other magic weapons, the original magic circle on the kitchen knife that Ni Suanqiu had been damaged, and it could not be recovered as freely as other monks struck.
"You!"
The sea dove had already put away the purple aura mask, fanned the yellow mist with his hand, coughed constantly in his mouth, and just saw that his fire spirit bird had become a specimen and strung on the kitchen knife of Ni Suanqiu, and an irrepressible violent murderous aura suddenly soared.
"It turned out to be you. What kind of knife are you?" The old man of the pheasant, the sea dove, recognized the kitchen knife at a glance, and he stopped the sedan chair at the Chengnan Market and asked if this ancient treasure was exchanged.
"Oh, you're talking about this, this is my family's ancestral kitchen knife. Actually, I'm a chef, I can give it to you if you want, but you have to let us go. Ni Suanqiu said with a smirk and bargaining, and then put away the kitchen knife and inserted it into his waist.