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Recognizing Fire Feather Wings, Ink-dyed Clothes was full of wonder how to take these eggs away.

Although she had prepared in advance, the number of these Feather Wing Eggs in front of her far exceeded her expectations, and the preparation for placing the young eggs in her hand was insufficient.

And to be precautionary from being discovered by the adult Fire Feather Wing, you have to plan well.

Just now, it was just a slight approach from the Snow Spirit Ice Demon, and those young eggs were aware of it, and they made a little movement to attract the adult Fire Feather Wing to appease her, and once she showed a little bit of horse's feet, she would inevitably be blocked.

First, the "defective products" that were discarded in the marginal areas were looted without omission, and then they followed the original road, exited the road, and watched the wind outside for a while.

The monks who were in full swing with the spirit birds in the sky did not have a corner of the mountain peak that was inexplicably protruding.

Ink-dyed clothes squatted motionless in the stone rock temporarily reinforced by the Troll Titan, why did he use such an indecent posture of squatting? Anyway, she didn't want to, did she think it was comfortable to squat? I can't stretch my limbs.

You can stand on half the target than squatting, and with the same "material", the area is less and stronger.

There are many kinds of spirit birds that attack the monks, and the most difficult one is the Fire Feather Wing.

The number of Fire Feather Wings is not the highest among the spirit birds in this area of the Sea Boundary Cliff, but who let this place get close to their old nest, yes, they have naturally become the main force of this spirit bird army.

Seeing the turbulent wind and turbulence, a big bird with fiery red wings walked through it wantonly, and the fire snake spewed out of its mouth dyed the strong wind red, and the black sparkling armor stretched out from its chest and neck, and the sword feathers on the edge of its wings. With the arm stretched, the "swish" flew quickly, the sword feather attached to the light of the green wind was extremely fast, and the sword feather attached to the light of the flame was like thunder every time it touched the ground, stirring up a piece of dust and smashing out a bump.

The monks, who couldn't dodge, suffered even more, and their robes and flesh were mixed together. It's hard to tell each other.

Except for a few people in the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace, most of the people here hung up the lottery, and such a dense offensive fell from the sky, and there was almost no escape, and there was no way to avoid it. No matter how mysterious the body is, you can't cope with it.

Gradually, the monks gathered together in a heap. Large-scale spells bombard the air one after the other. The spirit bird that was hit fell like rain, and was killed by the "soy sauce party" of the Jindan period, which had been cultivated to the bottom, with a quick and ruthless sword.

Spirit birds seem to be quite numerous, but they are not endless after all.

The victory of the monks was only at hand.

As the sky above his head became clearer and clearer, the dense team of spirit birds began to thin out insignificantly, and the monks below became more and more energetic, fighting with the flesh that had been boiled in the infancy. Attacking instead of defending, sword light and spells are connected, ruthlessly strangling the spirit birds that are getting more and more cholera.

Seeing this, Mo Dye Yi quickly withdrew. The speed was extreme, and his body was like a ghost wandering in the corridor, going straight to a few places where he had explored the path before, reaching out like electricity, and taking away a few round and jade-colored bird eggs in the nest.

Then he retreated, without a trace of nostalgia, and jumped onto the body of the Troll Titan, who picked it up with long hands and feet, and the stone skin was erect, and the rocks were all over the place, and in an instant it became a boulder.

The boulder jumped up without warning, and a clear crack opened in the tunnel near the edge of the peak, and it jumped away from the corridor like this, not minding the cracks that exploded behind it, and the bottom was visible.

Somewhere on the edge of the mountain began to collapse.

Not only did it mess up the monks who were united below, but it also disturbed Fire Feather's mind.

A piercing scream sounded, and where the mountain collapsed, a big fiery red bird flew out, and its sharp eyes quickly aimed downward, rushing violently.

The monks, who were originally in sight of victory, suddenly encountered a great change, and scolded for a while.

The movements in his hands did not dare to stop for half a minute, and the spells of various systems swept wildly into the air, and exchanged fire with the strong reinforcements that suddenly joined the enemy.

The monks who had been scattered for a moment because of dodging the falling rocks quickly gathered, and the cooperation became more and more tacit, and they fought with the fire wings that rushed out with high morale.

No one noticed that among the scattered stones, a boulder was rolling strangely on its own......

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Under the cover of many stones, the ink-dyed clothes quietly appeared, tugged at his hair bun fiercely, and then galloped all the way, together with many monks who had rejoined the battle circle, fiercely attacking the sky.

Even in the same camp, there is still a deep vigilance between the monks and the monks, and the distance between each person is not far or close, almost accurate enough to help each other, and at any time to divide the two ways.

For a woman who suddenly appeared, the surrounding monks were not too surprised, just now the formation was broken up and said, the original positions were all confused, and only a few people recognized her as the first female Daoist who rushed into the Qingyan Rainbow Sword Formation before, and it seemed that her surname was ...... Mo came, so he took a few more looks, and saw that she was sluggish, haggard, and more and more delicate, her big and bright eyes were staring at the sky, and she pulled her bow again and again without distractions, and shot arrows out, but she didn't see a few spirit birds falling because of these arrows, and she didn't think so, and she snorted coldly, and stopped paying attention.

Just as these people gave up observation, on top of the three-string Yaoyue Spirit Bow, three flying swords stood out on it, cold smoke was everywhere, the coldness was obvious, the bowstring shook violently, and the three cold currents pierced, shooting straight towards the densest place of the Fire Feather Wings.

Like an ice flower bursting in the air, the fine cold crystals froze in the air for a moment, like three beautiful ice clouds, and the fire wings covered by them were covered with a layer of ice chips.

Draw the bow, scatter!

Countless random arrows flew from the bottom to the top, densely exchanged fire with the spirit birds overhead, and the fire wings covered by ice clouds were difficult to dodge, and they were hit squarely, either pierced by arrows, or they were vigorously collided with other spirit birds, and both fell, the scene was chaotic for a while, and the monks below seized the opportunity to meet the head-on attack, and the number of spirit birds falling increased again.

Everyone is looking sideways!

The twinkling eyes all came to the surface of scrutiny.

I thought it was a hot-blooded and useless little white flower, but I didn't expect that there was some ability in my hands.

Whether it is the three ice swords in front or the random shooting in the back, the timing is very accurate, if it is a coincidence, it is too far-fetched, to have such a keen sense of battle, it will never be a purely harmless weak female stream.

With this small episode, despite the mediocrity of the table behind the ink-dyed clothes, it still made everyone put away their little peeps, and those who dared to break through the sea boundary cliff alone really had no mediocre hands.

When the army of spirit birds finally retreated, the bird corpses on the ground, and the remnants of the spirit birds, tried their best to flap their wings and wanted to fly, but before they could do anything, they were mended and fell to the ground.

The monks of the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace and the Sword Alliance stood separately, and they were distinct.

The previous move of joining forces to resist the enemy seemed to be an illusion.

Mo dyed clothes stood quietly on the side and pretended to be well-behaved, but no one was affected by her description to despise her, little white flowers or something, sure enough, they could only be blinded by those teenagers who were not deeply involved in the world, like these old fritters who had become fine cultivators present, wanted to use a simple and harmless face to make people believe, it was impossible!

When they have been in vain all these years, you are an infant monk, even if you look very pink and young, but who doesn't know that the age of the pit person is enough to be a real child's grandmother, grandmother, grandmother......

Who here is not looking at Yushu Linfeng, young and handsome, what is the real situation, who doesn't know who!

What the? You're going to say that the few who also have gray hair and wrinkled faces?

Ahem, the two goods that have rugged three views are not among them!

Compared with the people in the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace, the number of people in the Sword Alliance was pitiful.

After a series of battles, the few remaining sword cultivators became more and more sharp, and they couldn't restrain themselves.

The blood-soaked flying sword in his hand was cold, and the sword aura was swirling, like a fierce beast that was about to be killed at any time, licking the blood-stained claws unbearably.

The monks in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty were very tacitly unmoved.

The monks of the Jindan period at the bottom neatly gathered the spoils of war and drew them to their own camp.

Finally, when a Jindan stage sword cultivator who was cleaning up the battlefield in the Sword Alliance took another step forward, a Yuan Infant Stage monk of the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace moved, and the blue and purple python in his sleeve struck like lightning.

In this tense situation of confrontation between the two sides, everyone, especially the Jindan monks on the front line of work, always maintained a vigilant and sensitive little heart, and when they saw the big python with a blue background and purple flowers rushing in front of them, they were horrified and couldn't care about anything else.

Without waiting for the flying sword in the sword box behind him to jump out, he heard a "whoosh" sound, the sound of the flying sword breaking through the air, turned his head suddenly, and a flying sword full of golden light smashed on the back of the big python, "dang" a loud bang.

The python's back was slightly concave, the big python with purple flowers on the blue background was in pain, turned around suddenly, opened his mouth to bite his teeth, the flying sword shook, divided into three, and cut off the python's head, seven inches, and tail.

The flying sword, which could also dent the python, was directly shocked by the huge python python's body and shook away.

The three swords were closed, and the flying sword flowing with the golden mangs of the Dao Dao attacked again.

"Bang" python tail collides with a flying sword.

"When" the python's sharp teeth bit the sword and shook vigorously.

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