At this time, the Wind Pterodactyl was in a state of rage, and the strong and abundant aura was condensed at the tail end, which was the time when the fire attribute was at its strongest. Only at this time are the thorns cut down are the most valuable for refining, and the fire thorns that are refined are also the most aggressive.

If the pterosaur dies, the aura at the tail end will become dead, and such thorns will be worthless and worthless.

Therefore, at this time, Jinhuang was full of eyes to cut off the dragon's tail before the wind pterosaur died. Because of this, he didn't notice a moon-white noble figure, which was quietly standing behind a huge tree about five feet away not far away.

She bit her lower lip fiercely, and the intense dull pain made her chaotic brain finally withdraw a trace of clarity.

The violent and powerful wind flow was like a sharp scraper, mixed with flying coarse dust and gravel hitting her face head-on, and the surging spiritual power around her fluctuated like a surging tide, constantly hitting her meridians wave after wave. There seemed to be something stuck in his chest, dull and thick, making Jinhuang almost breathless.

However, there is not much time left, the Tempest Pterodactyl may lose its breath at any time, and the best forging weapons are within reach, so there is no reason not to fight for it. So, there can be no delay at all.

A few wisps of blood oozed from the clenched lower lip flap, and Jin Huang struggled to concentrate on the trick, and the red, blue, and purple aura in his palm surged, generating a spiritual aura dagger on the ground. The blade was fiery red, like a flame condensed by burning and condensing, and several blue-purple thunderbolts attached to it, scurrying and swimming like a spiritual snake, making a "crackling" sound.

Not far away, Fu Li stood quietly beside the tree, her eyes were light and slightly condensed, her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and her gloomy pupils were staring closely at Jinhuang's every move, and her always noble and indifferent face was faintly flashing with satisfaction and pride.

The amber blade flying magic weapon made a beautiful turn in the air, just after sweeping the bone wing on the side of the pterodactyl, the golden phoenix's pupils shrank suddenly, and with a hard kick under his feet, the whole person instantly leaned out and flew out of the blade. Midair. Two wind blades struck her façade, menacing.

The glass robe swung and moved, and the blue-purple aura surging in his fingertips, and he was about to pull out a thunderbolt to intercept the two wind blades halfway. The next moment. I saw the brocade phoenix galloping like an arrow in the air, and spun around to avoid the attack. He immediately raised the Flame Thunderbolt Long Knife and slashed at the long tail of the Wind Pterodactyl hanging in midair.

A "flame slash" shook the heavens and the earth!

The waves of spiritual energy that were stimulated, like ripples, spread and stirred in all directions.

Fu Li released her slightly stiff palm. He exhaled softly, and a hint of admiration crossed his indifferent and elegant face. After a while, the corners of his mouth sank again, and his face was slightly gloomy. I thought to myself, I would definitely reprimand her when I returned to the main hall later, how could she be so risky! If she had slowed down a beat, the consequences could be imagined!

"Roar!" the Wind Pterodactyl let out one last long scream of pain as it threw its massive body to the ground with a thud.

The strong aura that was originally condensed around the body had no traction and support, and it was difficult to maintain it, and it exploded with a "bang". The aura fluctuations formed bounced the Jinhuang directly away.

This aura condensed all of the pterodactyl's spiritual power cultivation, far from being comparable to those wind blades and spiritual power fluctuations before, and with her cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, she couldn't avoid it safely.

Jinhuang only felt dizzy, a buzz in his mind, and the stagnation that had been stuck in his chest gushed out of his throat, and in an instant, the whole mouth was fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood blurted out. The next moment she felt herself fall irrepressibly, and just when she thought she would hit the ground, a soft embrace with a faint woody fragrance caught her steadily, and there seemed to be an anxious call from the other party in her ears. "Xiaojin!

"Master?" Jin Huang muttered with a mouth full of blood foam. The heavy eyelids stretched a thin slit in the eye, and the eyeballs moved, as if looking at the other party, and then tilted their heads. Then he completely fainted in his arms.

"Xiaojin!" Fu Li's expression tightened, her fingers probing her pulse, and after a moment, her expression relaxed. His mouth moved, and in the blink of an eye, the moon-white figure disappeared in the Pterodactyl Park like a white light.

Jinhuang didn't stay in a coma for long.

After Fu Li brought her back to the main hall, she had about a cup of tea. She sat up from the couch with a stagger. The sudden movement startled Fu Li, who was transporting aura to her.

"Xiaojin, what's wrong?" Fu Li asked with a slight frown in her right hand.

Jinhuang's thoughts went blank for a moment, and after a while, the scene before the coma came back to his mind little by little. She turned her head in a daze, as if she didn't expect Fu Li to appear in front of her, and looked at him stupidly, her eyes glazed and ignorant, "Master?"

"It's for the teacher. Fu Li moved to the edge of the couch, flipped the palm she was pressing, gently pressed her index finger on her pulse, released it after a while, and asked softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Did the master save Xiao Jin?" Jin Huang's eyes gradually condensed, and he looked at him expectantly, as if he was still a little anxious.

"Hmm. Fu Li replied casually. His eyes fell on her full forehead drenched in light sweat, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her robe turned over, and the next moment her forehead was smooth and clean, and there was no trace of thin sweat.

"What about the dragon beard grass?" Jin Huang blinked his smart eyes, which seemed to be covered with a shallow layer of moist water, and the eyes became more and more clear and bright, better than the bright stars in the mortal sky.

"This mission is for you to fight against that mutated Tempest Pterodactyl. Now that you have killed it, the Dragon's Whisker Grass is naturally like a bag to pick up something, and it doesn't matter if you don't take it. Fu Li withdrew her hand, looked at Jinhuang, and suddenly appeared in her mind the thrilling scene of her battle with the pterodactyl, the corners of her mouth sank, her eyes were cold and soft, and her voice was deep: "In the future, remember not to act so reckless......ly!

He was only halfway through the reprimand when he saw a pair of crystal eyes suddenly dim like a extinguished candle flame. The drooping head left him with a black, fluffy head, and the crow-like eyelashes left a dark silhouette on the lower eyelids, and a rich aura of loss silently diffused from the brocade.

Fu Li's cold and slightly cold expression froze, and a trace of chagrin quickly flashed across her eyes, and the beautiful Adam's apple on the placket of the shirt moved, and after a while, she continued unnaturally: "But...... Take care of your own ...... too."

Hearing his deliberately soft voice, Jinhuang raised his head suddenly, a pair of black eyes were crooked, and there were stars in them, like a lake of spring water. She moved forward twice excitedly with a pair of white and tender hands, and quietly grabbed the edge of his wide sleeves with a pair of white and tender hands, and replied loudly: "Yes, master! )