A white bird, almost a man tall, did not know when it appeared in the flock. Zhong Zhen couldn't help but notice this strange bird, just because it looked so different.

Although the pair of wings are thick, they appear very transparent, like cicada wings, and half of the feathers are not visible.

The body of the bird in the middle of the wings is almost like a woman, covered with a layer of fluff. The most scarce thing is that the bird has hair on its head. It's not feathers, but jet-black shiny hair, several feet long, dancing in the wind, and it's quite beautiful to look at.

This white bird is very clever, with a posture of planning and then moving, hiding behind the other birds, staring at Zhong Zhen with a pair of dark eyes.

"This bird looks really weird!" She couldn't help but mutter.

It doesn't matter what kind of bird it is, as long as you guard Huiyan's body and don't get bitten by it.

At the same time, the three other demon beasts and big birds seemed to have made an appointment, and attacked Zhong Zhen together. Her dagger against a bird, her hands commanding two flying swords, didn't care too much.

Killing to this point, the scalp is numb, compared to the mutant beasts that have been stolen in the Beast Taming Sect for two years, although there are some to kill, it is not too much.

The long-term soul fatigue and the fact that Zhong Zhen was almost in a trance, she had bitten the tip of her tongue several times, forcibly cheering up, and the smell of blood in her mouth made people very uncomfortable.

The white cicada-winged bird was really cunning, and when it saw that there were three other birds attacking in front of it, its wings immediately swirled, and it instantly circled behind Zhong Zhen, suddenly retracted its momentum, turned around and pounced on her.

Huiyan hung in front of him, Zhong Zhen did not hesitate at all, first had to solve the three birds in front of him, so that he could free up his hands to deal with the white birds behind.

Anyway, the body is nothing to all the demon beasts in the outside world, even if it is penetrated by the white bird, it is not a big deal. She didn't care, waiting for the moment the white bird passed through her body to destroy it.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhong Zhen suddenly realized that he would come over, and he screamed in a cold sweat. "Suffered!"

Shiratori's purpose is not Huiyan, but her.

The bird's eyes were staring at her all the time, which was unconscionable. Of all the demon beasts, none of them could see her. All of them drooled and looked at Monk Huiyan.

However, at this time, it was too late, and the white bird that pounced on Zhong Zhen's back, the entire bird body actually merged with Zhong Zhen's body.

Her mind went blank for a moment, followed by an unbearable pain, unlike being broken or stabbed by another cultivator. This pain carries infinite coldness, as if the whole person is buried in the ice of the snowy mountain, bitten by tens of thousands of ants little by little.

The soul is being gnawed by birds!

She hurriedly looked inward at the dantian, and a large white ball appeared next to the colored soul group, as if a large mouth had been opened, devouring her soul little by little.

Then it's a bite to see who's great! Zhong Zhen was ruthless in his heart, and he used his divine power, and the entire Colorful Soul Regiment slammed into the white bird's body.

There are really wolves in front and tigers in the back. There are constantly demon beasts and birds rushing over, although there are ten less ** than before, but if you don't stop it, Huiyan will be eaten.

She endured the pain, shivering and breaking out in a cold sweat, unable to use the breath of her soul to judge the coming momentum of these demon beasts and birds, and could only use her eyes and ears. But it hurt so much that it wasn't long before her eyes began to glaze, and there was a whining in her ears, and she couldn't hear anything.

Against the enemy. All six senses are unusable, and this is simply a disaster.

Zhong Zhen couldn't think about it, and pulled Huiyan's body into his arms with one hand, not daring to continue to hang him on the Zen staff and shake him. The other hand wielded his sword like a madman in defense.

Whether it is a bird or a human, the soul is stored in the empty space in the sea of consciousness in the brain, so as long as the head is stirred, the soul will naturally dissipate. However, Zhong Zhen, who can't hear or see like a blind and deaf man, knows where the bird's head is.

She can only slash at the bird's head with the constant swing of her sword, and the blind cat tries to kill the mouse.

The soul wrestles with the white bird. Even the dagger was unable to command, leaving her in great pain, and she only had a long sword in her hand to use.

But how fast the fifth, sixth, or even seventh-order birds are, and how sharp their beaks and claws are. No matter how fast Zhong Zhen wielded, there was always a trace of hole, and the body of the monk in his arms was oozing blood. Fortunately, the monk's robe can still be defended, otherwise it may have been rotten.

As long as you protect the head and chest and other vital places, even if the whole leg is torn off, Brother Jindan will not be able to die, Zhong Zhen only has this thought.

If you can advance to the primordial infancy stage in the future, all the severed limbs can grow back.

Senior Brother Ding, I must pay back what I owe you, and I must save your life no matter what!

Zhong Zhen bit her lip and was bleeding, and her whole body shook like chaff in pain, but she still held Huiyan firmly in one hand so that she would not fall, and the sword in the other hand overflowed with spiritual power, completely ignoring the spiritual power in her body.

If you can't free up your hand to absorb spirit crystals, if your spiritual power is exhausted, then you will consume your soul to fight! She said to herself.

Time seems to freeze, whether it is a lifetime or a moment, in such a high-intensity pain, everything cannot be calculated.

The soul of the white bird is actually bigger than her soul group, but the beast is a beast after all, and it is like a human being, and it only knows how to bite one bite at a time.

The divine power was running at high speed, and Zhong Zhen quickly gained the upper hand, absorbing almost seventy percent of the white soul. And she is no longer in as much pain as before, and the crisis is about to pass.

However, she rejoiced a little too soon.

The white bird that melted into Zhong Zhen's body seemed to have known that the general trend was gone, and suddenly, the remaining white soul suddenly burrowed into the colorful soul, as if it had taken the initiative to give it to the other party to eat.

Of course, there is no such cheap thing in the world, and there may be people who sacrifice themselves to feed eagles, but there are no eagles who sacrifice themselves to feed people.

The white soul was not devoured, but turned into a strand and wrapped around the colorful soul, and it turned with it, completely becoming a part of the other party's soul.

Zhong Zhen didn't notice this, she couldn't be distracted to look inside everything that happened in the dantian, she only knew that the pain was decreasing, she should have the upper hand, and I was afraid that it wouldn't be long before she succeeded in absorbing the white bird.

I thought it would take a while to swallow the soul of the white bird, but suddenly, it seemed that the sky was clear after the rain, and the sky was rainbow, and the great pain miraculously disappeared.

As the pain disappeared, Zhong Zhen suddenly felt numb and itchy all over his body. It's almost nothing compared to pain.

It's itchy, she said silently, anyway, the eyes, ears, and soul are barely recovered, and if they can be used again, the demon beast in front of them doesn't need to worry.

Just as she was about to regain her strength and start killing the birds, she found that the birds had stopped their steps, and all of them flapped their wings and flew away, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Dozens of birds of different shapes circled for weeks for more than half a mile, as if they were reluctant to say goodbye to the meat buns, and finally all flew away.

Zhong Zhen urged the magic weapon flying sword under his feet to rush forward, completely leaving this messy battlefield. (To be continued.) )