"Master, first look for the nest of the bird demon." Fu Xin's tone was low, and he was dissatisfied with Song Jingfang's freewheeling regardless of priority.

Song Jingfang threw his bad luck on the ground and looked around, "Didn't you notice that we were already going around in circles?" ”

Only then did everyone realize that the sky had darkened, and the sun was scorching just now, and the moon was now hanging high.

Miao Zhen threw a handful of copper coins for divination, "Yin and Yang are reversed, and we have entered the battle." With a flick of his sleeves, the runes scattered in all directions, attracting black crows from all directions to besiege him.

There was a thick fog in the trees, and I couldn't see my fingers.

A black crow swooped down on Miaozhen, whisking in the dust, and the black crow was scattered without any resistance.

"It's a hallucination!"

Song Jingfang killed a black crow with a stick, "It's not an illusion!" ”

It is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake of the crows, and the bombardment in turn consumes everyone's physical strength.

Song Jingfang had brute strength and had nowhere to exert his strength. The crows can't help her, she can't help the crows either, and even with the crows being contained, she can't help others.

Fu Xin barely protected the disciples behind him, and the others could not do anything.

The soldiers of the garrison were covered in blood and were seriously wounded. The flesh is mortal, and being pecked by a black crow is two or two pieces of meat.

If this continues, they will sooner or later become food for the crows, Song Jingfang drank heavily, "Come closer to me." ”

Fu Xin, Miao Zhen and others helped the garrison soldiers to get closer to Song Jingfang.

Sitting cross-legged, he threw out the bowl and buckled it upside down on his head, forming a golden transparent cover to isolate the black crow flock, and some of the black crows brought in were joined by Fu Xin and Miao Zhen.

The crowd was given a brief respite.

Degree Demon Bowl!

Fu Xin's face was pale, his consumption was too large, he looked up at the demon bowl, and then looked at the Xuan Cicada, and the abbot actually gave him the demon bowl.

The demon bowl is the treasure of the Zhenguo Temple, and since it appeared, all the demons from all sides have been subdued, and it has been used twice in the hands of Song Jingfang.

Catching two birds at a time, this time it was simply used as a shield, which lowered the level of the demon bowl.

"The consumption of the Buddha treasure is huge, Miao Zhen, give you half a pillar of incense time and find a way to break the formation."

If it didn't work, she had to take a risk and release the karmic fire in her body to "roast sparrows".

Closing his eyes and immersing himself in his heart, he can better control the demon bowl, Song Jingfang's whole person is full of golden light, the corners of his mouth are hooked, his face is compassionate, and he exudes the brilliance of the world.

Miao Zhen bit her lip, and the time for half a pillar of incense was undoubtedly urgent. Cast a spell with a seal, and manipulate the eight rune papers outside to test the eyes. Her formation attainments are mediocre, and this time there are too many restrictions, so she uses the stupidest method.

The rune paper located in the east spontaneously combusted out of thin air, and the fog instantly faded a lot, and the group of black crows outside the demon bowl was suddenly reduced by half.

"Found it." Miao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately not dishonored.

Song Jingfang collected the demon bowl, and Miao Zhen flew to the eye of the array, casting a spell to destroy.

The sky is clear, and the chaos is set right.

The current group of black crows is not to be feared, Song Jingfang used the demon pestle to shock the true qi, and wherever the stick hit, the black crows formed a cloud of blood mist.

Doom jumped excitedly, "There! ”

Breaking through the ecstasy array, Doom clearly smells the old nest of the black bird demon, and regains a fragmented self-esteem.

Song Jingfang was not in a hurry, turned his head and ordered: "Fu Xin, take them back." ”

The garrison soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the disciples of Zhenguo Temple were all wounded, and they followed to send rations to the black bird demon.

"To put it mildly, they have no value here." Song Jingfang deliberately looked at Fu Xin.

Except for Miss Miaozhen, everyone here is spicy chicken. Song Jingfang had to say cruel words, for fear that some people didn't have a little bit of force in their hearts, so they had to succeed.

Fu Xin was silent for a moment, what kind of medicine did the ancestor buy in the gourd.

Shifting the spearhead, "Master Miaozhen, why don't you go back." ”

"If there is another formation in the back, can you crack it for Master Xuancicada?" A possibility, easily knock Fu Xin back.

Song Jingfang didn't grind with him, "Take them back to the city, if you don't worry, come back to us." ”

Of course, when you get back, we might be done.

Happy decision, Song Jingfang got rid of the kraft candy of Fu Xin, and his plan was half successful.

The halo in Miao Zhen's eyes flowed, and her interest in Xuan Cicada became stronger and stronger. This master has a different purpose.

"This is it."

Bad luck hid behind Song Jingfang's legs, and the chicken wings pointed at the air.

It was a dry well, and next to it stood a dead tree the size of a man.

"Shall we go down?" Miao Zhen asked Xuan Chan's opinion, with a look of hesitation between her eyebrows.

Song Jingfang took Miaozhen's expression into his eyes at all, "I'll go down, and you will respond at the wellhead." "Look how kind I am, if you don't want to go down, I will fulfill you.

Miao Zhen hesitated, nodded with difficulty and agreed, "Master be careful, if something is wrong, I will know the tearing charm." ”

Song Jingfang cast a spell and jumped into the dry well with the bad luck of resistance.

"Smack!" Song Jingfang fell to the ground, and the water wet his shoes and socks.

Raising his index finger, he forced out a little red lotus flame to illuminate it, and the scorching temperature immediately hit a layer of misty mist at the bottom of this icy well.

At the bottom of the well, there is a tunnel.

Doom buried his head in the crook and began to load the ostrich. I can't see, I can't hear, I don't know anything, when I don't exist.

Luckily, the tunnel mouth was barely enough to stuff Song Jingfang's big body and body, and he could climb.

After climbing for a while, a three-way intersection appeared.

"Hey! Don't pretend to be dead for Poop, which one to choose? ”

The head of doom is buried, and the chicken wings are spent to guide the way, the one on the far left.

Song Jingfang hummed and crawled, and soon, he met the second three-way intersection.

Doom refers to the middle road, Song Jingfang hummed and climbed, and the third fork in the road appeared.

Special meow, is the black bird demon related to the rabbit spirit, so good at making holes!

Song Jingfang passed five levels, cut six generals, and had accurate navigation of bad luck, and she finally saw the exit of the tunnel. Crying with joy, if she climbs down again, she will become a rabbit.

I'll go!

Song Jingfang held the edge of the cave with both hands, hooked back with his feet against the tunnel, and forcibly withdrew half of his body into the tunnel.

The exit of the tunnel is on a high wall, so don't be so sassy.

Song Jingfang carefully poked his head out, and below was a huge bird's nest.

If it hadn't been for the quick reaction just now, I would have really fallen into the nest.

Looking at the topography, the entire space is roughly in the shape of an egg.

At the bottom of the egg is a bird's nest, and there are holes of about the same size in the wall, and Song Jingfang climbed in one of them. On top of the eggs is a bright light source that illuminates the entire nest.

There is a pond in the center of the nest, and the liquid is dim, and the silver bottle is soaked in it.

It's strange, why don't you see the black bird demon, not even a black crow.

Song Jingfang cautiously waited in the tunnel for a while, but there was still no movement.

No matter, take the silver bottle first.

Song Jingfang jumped down and had a black net in her pocket, and she was hung in the air.

"Quack Quack ~ Quack ~ "

The whole egg suddenly came alive, and a flock of black crows circled in the air.

The moment Song Jingfang's body was covered by the black net, the barbs on the net line pierced her skin.