"Feng Ling, is there a similar existence in that long sword?" Zhang Yun is very concerned about this, if every sword blade like Feng Qiwu has the existence of a phoenix spirit, then when he fights in the future, he will not only fight with a person, but he will fight with him and his sword spirit, and the difficulty will increase by more than a little bit compared to fighting people!

However, Feng Ling obviously had no time to answer Zhang Yun's question now, and as the light gray substance was sucked into Feng Qiwu, a strong soul burrowed into Feng Ling's place of existence, Lingyu Mountain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Feng Ling can roughly tell that this should be a snake when he looks at the shape of the soul in front of him, and his cultivation should not be lower than the enlightenment realm before his death, although he is refined into a sword spirit at the time, and his cultivation is limited by the master, but now that the weapon is damaged, his cultivation is not controlled, and he has to have a nine-stage cultivation in the Alien Period, but he is limited by Zhang Yun's cultivation, Zhang Yun has just broken through the Immortal Period for a short time, and has not yet been consolidated, and he can only play about seven or eight percent of the heyday at most, and it is estimated that he will be able to support the five stages of the Immortal Period.

Feng Ling can't help but face up to this battle, although his category is high as a phoenix, but his cultivation is insufficient, what's the use.

The snake spirit, who was originally still afraid of the bloodline of the phoenix spirit, also seemed to realize that the strength of the phoenix spirit was not as good as his own, and began to be presumptuous: "Hahaha, it turned out to be just a paper tiger, I have never killed the phoenix, but I didn't expect to be beaten into a sword spirit but have such an opportunity." The snake spirit looked up and laughed. It seems that the phoenix spirit has become something in his bag.

"Hmph, it's not yet known who will live and who will die!" Feng Ling waved his wings as he spoke, and the feathers in the sky turned into a sharp short sword and stabbed at the snake spirit, the snake spirit was already soft, and he dodged after a few moves and twists, and the phoenix spirit, who had lost his first hand, hurriedly cast the secret science of the Feng clan: the fire of the gods. This fire is so evil that it can burn away your body and even your soul, and even a little bit of it will scorch you like a tarsal worm until your scorching soul is wiped out.

This snake spirit is not a guy who has never seen the world, he deeply knows the power of the fire of the gods, and hurriedly swims his body to dodge, this kind of thing is powerful, not to mention how to resist it in his soul state now.

"Phoenix, don't think you can't see your origin, it's just a golden feather Bailing! At the beginning, Lao Tzu almost broke through and turned into a long dragon, if it weren't for the damn human, how could I end up where I am now! Seeing that Feng Ling could perform the secret study of the Feng Clan, she couldn't help but feel unhappy in her heart, and she was almost the same existence as him.

The phoenix spirit didn't answer what the snake spirit said, but just spit out the fire of the gods. The snake spirit flickered left and right, desperately fleeing.

Wind Chime knows that he has gained the upper hand now, but when the fire of the gods is exhausted, his situation will not be as easy as it is now. The fire of the gods needs to be stored by refining one's spiritual power on weekdays. It's not like you can use it if you want to, if you really want to do that, then where is there a little fairness in this world? The Creator is still wise.

The snake spirit is also waiting for that moment to appear, and when that time comes, Lao Tzu will let you know how powerful I am.

In a short time, all the divine fire of the phoenix spirit was spewed out. The snake spirit looked back at it fiercely, and Feng Ling knew that the hardest thing was coming.

The snake spirit quickly twisted his body and attacked the phoenix spirit, after all, he was almost incarnated as a dragon, and he still knew a little bit of the secret method of the dragon clan, although it was only the skin, but the power should not be underestimated.

Just as the snake spirit immediately attacked in front of Feng Ling, a golden dragon claw suddenly appeared under him, and the golden dragon scales gradually covered his body, which looked so incompatible with his light gray snake head. The dragon claws flew, the phoenix spirit waved his wings to dodge, and thought that he could give it some pressure by relying on the ability to fly, but he didn't expect that he had already cultivated the dragon body and dragon claws, and he could fly with qi!

Feng Ling's current feeling is that he is powerless, in his heyday, he was much higher than the highest cultivation in this world, the Immortal Dust Realm, but now he is forced to flee by such an inconspicuous little character, if he lets his old friends know, how will he be laughed at?

Although Feng Ling is not an opponent in terms of strength, the thousands of years have not been in vain, and the rich combat experience accumulated can allow him to take advantage of the guerrilla more or less. There are many scars on the phoenix spirit's body, but compared to it, the snake spirit's body is more on it, but because he has cultivated the relationship between the dragon god and the dragon claw, he recovers relatively quickly.

The snake spirit was obviously very dissatisfied with the situation in front of him, he completely suppressed the phoenix spirit in terms of cultivation, but now he was more injured and more serious on his body.

Zhang Yun, who was outside, couldn't help much, and he couldn't see the situation in Fengqiwu, so he could only be anxious outside. Suddenly, he remembered the scene where he was on the volcano of Lingyu Mountain, his soul can be burned, and that snake spirit is also a soul, and it must have an effect, no matter what, the voice is told to it first.

"Feng Ling, do you remember the active volcano that reshaped my body at that time?" Zhang Yun secretly transmitted.

"Hehe, you're not stupid, I thought of it too, and I'm leading it there." Feng Ling smiled, and Zhang Yun thought of one thing with himself.

Feng Ling grabbed the flaw leaked by the snake spirit and attacked wildly, while defending hard to prevent himself from being injured and injured, while leading the snake spirit towards the active volcano. The size of Lingyu Mountain can be seen, and this entire mountain is cultivated by Feng Qiwu, it feels terrible to think about it!

The snake spirit was furious when he was hit by the cunning phoenix spirit in front of him, and roared angrily: "You little worm, can't you blame me for waiting for my life?" So dodging, where is a phoenix? A headless fly! ”

Ignoring his sarcasm, the phoenix continued its guerrilla tactics, knowing full well that all it had to do now was to provoke the snake spirit, make it lose its mind, relax its vigilance, and then go to the volcano, where the magma stored in the active volcano was the product of the condensed slurry of the divine fire! You can definitely temper this guy in front of you into scum!

The snake spirit was angered by the guy in front of him, and he had completely lost his mind, the dragon body was flailing, the dragon claws were flying, and he didn't defend himself, he just blindly attacked wildly, only to think that Feng Ling was also injured by himself when he attacked him, obviously this is still very effective, and the current injury on Feng Ling's body is not much more serious than just now.

The snake spirit reduces the attack and effectively chases and fights, and the phoenix that is rare in a hundred years is about to be killed and absorbed by me, and when I go out for a while, I will eat the soul of that kid and seize the body, and I can dominate the wind and clouds again. Thinking of this, it couldn't help but speed up its flight.

The active volcano is not far ahead, Feng Ling's face is happy, the guy behind him has been fooled, and now the success is in front of him. The two flew as fast as they could, and they saw that they were about to fly to the crater of an active volcano, but the snake spirit was clearly carried away by the joy of victory, and did not pay any attention to the underneath him.

"Feng Qiwu! Don't shoot yet! Feng Ling shouted.

The snake spirit realized that he had made a wrong move and hurriedly fled behind him, but it was too late, and the magma in the volcano burst out, turning into chains that dragged the snake spirit into the magma, and the magma touched the snake spirit like warm water meeting thin ice! The snake spirit body quickly dissolved.

He could never have imagined that such a thing would happen, and it screamed, "You are actually the Sword of the Twin Spirits!" ”

Feng Ling smiled: "It's far from that simple, it's just a broken sword!" If you make the offering of this divine blade, you will be considered to have completed your cultivation! ”

"I'm not going to make you feel better if I die!" As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of dark green liquid stabbed at Feng Ling with lightning speed, and the speed was so fast that even Feng Ling, who was the king of birds, could not dodge, and hit with one blow. The snake spirit also completely dissolved into the magma after this blow.

Feng Ling received this sudden blow and hurriedly checked his body, and found that the dark green liquid just now had quickly integrated into his spirit body and began to corrode his soul!

"Not good! This is the resentment that arises after the failure of the snake dragon, and it is extremely destructive! Feng Ling hurriedly mobilized all the power above the spirit body to suppress, but it had no effect at all, and had no choice but to plunge into the magma made of divine fire, and the power of resentment was slightly reduced, but it was still eroding little by little, although the speed was extremely slow, but the destruction was only a matter of time.

"Feng Ling, how is it?" Zhang Yun saw the golden flickering above Feng Qiwu, and there was a mark of a snake-headed dragon body on the hilt of the sword, presumably that soul had been subdued.

"Zhang Yun, I can't help you tide over the difficulties in the future, I have been poisoned by snakes, he is eroding my energy step by step, looking for the other half of Feng Qiwu as soon as possible, only it can save me!" After finishing speaking, Feng Ling hurriedly shut up, because this sentence had already caused the resentment to erode most of the spirit bodies again!

"Where can I find something!" Zhang Yun asked eagerly, but there was only a dead silence in response to him, it seems that Feng Ling really encountered a problem this time, otherwise he would not have fallen silent without even finishing his words. It seems that I will have to fight on my own in the future!

I also have to find the other half of this broken sword as soon as possible, Feng Ling is in danger at all times, it has a life-saving grace for me, I must save it!

After that, Zhang Yun hurriedly packed his bags and smashed the fragments of the long sword on the ground into elk powder, otherwise the people who found it would definitely continue to pursue him.

Just as he was about to leave, a familiar chanting voice came from far and near. Zhang Yunxin said: Not good! The monk is coming!

"Hehe, little brother, don't run, I'm right behind you."