Hey, how do you feel that this bird is somewhat familiar, where have you seen it? Jin Cheng fell into deep thought, and after a moment, he suddenly raised his head, and there was a sudden look in his eyes. He remembered that he had once seen a dehaired pocket bird in a valley of this mountain range, and that bird was a fire-type spirit bird, very similar to this one. At that time, he was refining qi at the sixth level, and he had a competition with the dehairing bird, and the strength of the two sides was close, but they couldn't take advantage.

Now, this guy has grown up a lot, his image has changed greatly, and his cultivation has improved significantly, which should not be underestimated. Just as Jin Cheng's mind was in a hurry, the golden eagle broke through the clouds and swooped down towards his location.

The feathers of the golden eagle are faintly dark golden under the sunset, especially the tuft of golden feathers on the top of the head, which is even more conspicuous, making it look very powerful. But at this moment, it is a little embarrassed, and the feathers on its body have traces of being burned.

The flaming fireball that followed behind it was no more than thirty meters away, and the fireball flew extremely fast, and the burning heat caused the air to produce a tiny gas pop, leaving a faint trail in the sky.

Lan Xiaoling noticed that the situation was wrong, and pointed to the sky to remind Jin Cheng, with a thick look of worry on her face.

Jin Cheng patted Lan Xiaoling's shoulder, signaled that it was okay, protected her behind him, and then beckoned to the air.

The golden eagle comprehended, as a contract beast, it could communicate with its master, only to see that it accelerated its descent speed, like a bomber, it could pass more than ten meters above Jin Cheng's head.

At this time, Jin Cheng made a move, and three marbles flew into a fireball in a zigzag shape. He didn't use a hidden weapon like a throwing knife because he thought the bluebird was unusual and didn't want to hurt it.

The blue bird's current appearance is likely to be only a juvenile, it already has such a terrifying destructive power, once it becomes an adult, it is conservatively estimated that its strength is definitely not inferior to the innate master, if it can be used for its own use, it will add a big help, Jin Cheng can't help but be moved.

It's a pity that Jin Cheng still underestimated the blue bird, the three marbles only slightly blocked its forward speed, and the next second, it pounced directly on Jin Cheng.

The corners of Jin Cheng's mouth raised slightly, and with a wave of his hand, three fireballs the size of ping-pong balls flew towards the fireballs turned into by the blue bird.

Jin Cheng once again underestimated the blue bird, it turned a blind eye to Jin Cheng's fireball technique, and went head-on, and the three fireballs merged into the big fireball, like a stone sinking into the sea, silently.

At this moment, Jin Cheng saw the ridicule and disdain in the eyes of the blue bird, his heart was on fire, he snorted coldly, and with a movement of his mind, the flying sword burst out, turning into a white light and flying towards the blue bird.

The blue bird is covered in copper skin and iron bones, ordinary weapons don't want to hurt it in the slightest, and its fire attribute has improved a lot, and it is not afraid of Jin Cheng's fireball technique at all. At this time, Jin Cheng couldn't keep his hand anymore, even if he wasn't afraid, he couldn't put Lan Xiaoling in danger.

As soon as the flying sword came out, the blue bird's eyes flashed with jealousy, and he opened his mouth to spew out a small fireball to meet the flying sword, and then turned sideways to the left sharply. Jin Cheng's flying sword was in touch with him, and he could change his course as he wanted in the air, slightly deflecting to the right, dodging the fireball and chasing the blue bird's ass.

The blue bird was shocked, the flying sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, no matter how it changed its flight path in the air, the flying sword could keep up close, keeping a distance of ten meters or something, and the distance was still narrowing.

In a panic, the bluebird changed direction again and swooped down the cliff, trying to burrow into the dense fog area below to hide. It's just that as soon as it rushed down the cliff, it found that the flying sword had overtaken it, swept over its head, and then turned around and pointed the tip of the sword at it, waiting for it to rush up and die.

This scared the blue bird to the soul, immediately stopped and turned around, flew to a high place, just flew for a few seconds, felt that the cold sword blade had been against his chrysanthemum, as if it would penetrate the body at any time, the blue bird wanted to cry without tears, can only beat its wings vigorously and pull it up, it finally understood, people are simply playing with it, with the speed of the flying sword, it can't escape at all, and it can be killed at any time.

"Surrender and be my contract beast, or ...... Die! A cold voice sounded in the blue bird's head, and it knew that it was the man who was forcing it, or surrendering, or dying.

"No, I don't need a master, I don't want to be controlled." The blue bird shouted in his heart, trying his best to pull upward, guessing that as long as he could get a certain distance away from the man, his ability to control the flying sword would weaken, and he would have a chance to escape.

Blue Bird guessed right, Jin Cheng's current distance of controlling the flying sword is one hundred meters, and the effect of any further away will be much worse, so he will not let Blue Bird escape from this range. I saw him sneer, and with the movement of his mind, the flying sword made a tumbling motion in the air, and the hilt of the sword smashed the head of the blue bird.

"Buzz." The blue bird only felt that the sky was spinning, and his eyes were full of stars, although he tried his best to control his body, he could only maintain a gliding state, and it was impossible to continue upward.

But it was not over, and the hilt struck its head twice in succession, and the blue bird was completely dizzy, his eyes blackened, and his body fell straight down. Just before the coma, it felt that it was caught by two huge claws, it should be the stinky guy of the golden eagle, at this time came out to beat the water dog, it is really a despicable and shameless bird, this bird is ashamed to be together, this revenge is not avenged, swear not to be a bird!

When it woke up again, it was already dark, and a bonfire was lit not far away, and there was a man and a woman roasting wing-like things around the bonfire.

"Wake up, come over and get something to eat!" The man glanced at it, showed two rows of white teeth, and said with a smile.

Although he looked amiable, but remembering his ruthlessness to himself, the blue bird was discouraged, and his heart was full of anger, wanting to gather strength, take advantage of their unpreparedness, and burn them, but found that the body was soft, and the aura in the body seemed to be sealed, and it could not be mobilized at all.

"Haha, I still want to struggle, don't be overbearing, I sealed your qi sea with a special technique, and no one can untie it except me, so you have no other choice."

"Chirp." The blue bird roared angrily, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Although Jin Cheng couldn't understand its words, he could roughly guess its meaning, and looked at the blue bird jumping up and down playfully, not angry at all, and still baked the wings in his hand.

The blue bird jumped for a while, feeling bored, wanting to fly high and escape far away, even if there was no spell, it would never bow to humans, but unfortunately it didn't fly after fluttering for a long time, it glanced at Jin Cheng in wonder, and then looked at its wings.