said that it was too late, and then it was too fast, Jinhuang jumped up, and the whole person fell rapidly from the branch to the ground. The wind against the current blows up the blue and white robes, and the hunt sounds. In her ears, the wind whistled and almost blinded her.

Not far away, the pterosaur had already caught up with the shell-shaped flying magic weapon, and several wind blades generated by spiritual power hit the magic weapon, and the magic weapon instantly split into countless fragments in mid-air, scattering around, and falling into the wild grass.

When he was about to get close to the ground, Jinhuang kicked the tree trunk next to him with one foot, and flew away with the rebound force. He shifted his body in mid-air, and at the same time made a phantom trail, and his robe flew into the air. The whole person immediately turned into a ghost, scattered in all directions, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The three-headed wind pterosaur had already opened their minds, and when they smashed the shell-shaped magic weapon, they sensed that something was wrong, and heard the wind howling in the distance, and the three heads immediately turned behind them, their claws down, and their bone wings spread, flying in the direction of Jinhuang.

The Phantom Trace Jinhuang has been perfected, and the ghosts are scattered in all directions, as if there are human figures everywhere, but they are phantoms everywhere.

The three heads of the Storm Pterodactyl swayed from side to side in midair, and the dark yellow pupils shrunk into a thin hanging needle at this time, containing bloodthirsty coldness and a heavy killing aura.

After a while, the overlapping blue and white figures appeared three feet away, silent, like a ghost.

The beast pupils of the Wind Pterodactyl constricted, and suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared, bringing a huge wave of spiritual power. The bony wings as big as Peng's wings flapped fiercely, and the strong wind swept up the leaves, dust, and gravel on the ground, and the surging spiritual power turned into sharp blades, attacking towards the phantom of the golden phoenix.

On the top of the main hall of the Shu Peak, Fu Li was dressed in a moon-white auspicious cloud dark pattern robe, and her posture seemed to be sitting on the futon casually. In front of him, a spiritual realm condensed by spiritual energy clearly emerged the scene that was happening in the Pterodactyl Park at this moment. Two sharp wind blades pierced through the phantom left by the Jinhuang Fang, slashing across the back of her head and cutting off two strands of hair.

Fu Li's right hand on his lap tightened, and a trace of chagrin rose slightly in his heart. Some regretted letting Jinhuang enter the Wing Dragon Garden. Her talent is indeed amazing, she has broken through the foundation at a young age, and she is the first person in the history of the cultivation realm.

However, no matter how amazing it is, it is still in the early stages of foundation building. That Wind Pterodactyl is equivalent to the strength of the late stage of Jindan, and if it is in a state of madness, it has the potential to break through the Yuan Infant. He was really dazzled by her performance in the past two days, and he gave her such a task in a trance.

And Jinhuang, who was on the verge of life and death, naturally didn't know the entanglement in Fu Li's heart, and she was annoyed by her own lack of cultivation at this time.

Phantom Trail, she thinks she's become very proficient. However, the powerful spiritual power fluctuations and strong winds inspired by the pterosaur still disturbed her unsteady pace, and the spiritual energy in her body surged. She gritted her teeth and continued to urge the Phantom Trail, and the ghost disappeared again.

This was repeated several times, and the wind blades generated by the Wind Pterodactyl all hit the phantom, and finally nailed deep into the trunk of the red camphor tree behind the phantom.

The pterodactyl's large nostrils spewed out a heavy snort, and the beast's pupils constricted into a thin slit, already completely enraged. It flapped its bone wings fiercely, and a steady stream of wind blades shot out from under the bone wings. The long tail trailing behind him was dyed red, and sparks were rising from above.

Jinhuang's pupils contracted, his hand clenched the poison-stained short blade, and the phantom shadow under his feet overlapped with the void and the real and the real. Dodging several oncoming blades, she leaped behind the pterosaur's bone wings.

Unexpectedly, the ears of the pterosaur were extremely sharp, and one of the huge heads shook its head violently when it heard the movement and looked back, and its cold and cold gaze fell on Jinhuang accurately.

Jin Huang secretly said "Oops", quickly changed his position, and narrowly avoided the flame Red Tail that fell on his head. "Bang". The red tail smashed to the ground, and the weeds on the ground instantly blackened, leaving a puddle of ash.

The pterodactyl's reaction was extremely fast, and the brocade could stand still. The next blow was already over the head. She could only use the phantom trace again, and the whole person instantly turned into a ghost and disappeared into the local area.

Sure enough, there was a brief pause in the pterodactyl's attack.

The three heads and six beast pupils kept catching movement in all directions, and suddenly, the dark yellow pupils froze. The huge body quickly turned around, and the burning dragon tail slammed towards a ghost, "snapping", and as a result, it directly passed through the void and hit the trunk behind it, and the trunk instantly broke off.

The pterodactyl failed to strike, and became more and more angry. The aura around his body was surging and surging, his body changed direction, and his long tail was thrown towards a phantom again.

At this time, the pterosaur had been eroded by rage, and it had no idea that its body was spinning like a spinning top around a certain point in the center.

The number of blades produced by the pterosaur's bone wings unconsciously decreased, and Jinhuang's attack body became more and more flexible without the wind blade. She quickly scurried to the tail end of the bone-wing, and before the long tail of the Tempest Pterodactyl could sweep over, she quickly swung her short blade and stabbed at the soft flesh beneath the bone-wing.

The Wind Pterodactyl was covered in incomparably hard scale armor and was invulnerable. The skull, neck, tail and bony wings were too large to be detected by pterosaurs. Therefore, only the soft flesh under the bone wings, which is neither scaly nor imperceptible, is the best place to start.

The blade of the short blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, extremely sharp, and quickly cut through the pterodactyl's rough skin and pierced into the soft flesh, and the blood flowing out of the blade instantly turned black and purple.

The pterosaur was in pain, and it raised its head to the sky and wailed in pain, letting out one angry and mournful roar after another. The huge body shook the brocade phoenix away, and the aura around the body surged like a tide. The bone wings flapped, and the flames at the end of the tail were blazing, like a ball of fire, sweeping around like a frenzy. Several red camphor trees, which are stout enough to be surrounded by a person, were broken by the waist "bang bang bang".

In the main hall of the Shufeng Peak, at the moment when the spirit mirror showed that the brocade was bounced open, the wide sleeves of the glass were swept away, and the moon-white figure turned into a white light, and disappeared at the door of the hall in a blink of an eye.

The brocade was swept away by the blow, flung into the air, and slammed into a branch that stretched out. There was a "click", I don't know if it was a branch broken, or a sound made from the backbone. She gasped, her face twisted and hideous in pain, her teeth clenched and she held back the cry of pain that came out of her mouth, and water stains quickly gushed out from her eyes.

Blocked by this branch, Jinhuang's whole person changed direction and fell rapidly towards the ground. She struggled to open her tear-clouded eyes, and through the heavy gaze of the flying sand, she saw the Tempestus pterosaur frantically making its final dying throes.

Seeing that the pterodactyl's aura weakened, Jinhuang's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly endured the pain and summoned the amber leaves from the storage bracelet. The blade caught her, lifted her up and quickly scurried to the pterodactyl's tail. (To be continued.) )