A red feather carried a slight scorching aura, and small runes like flames and auspicious clouds were clearly visible on the feather.

It's just an ordinary feather, but it's a little different.

This records the imprint of the Bi Fang, this thing cannot be faked, if it is faked, the imprint in it will be mutilated or collapsed.

"If it's a human, I'm afraid you can only use things like jade slips. ”

Kikina sighed lightly in his heart, the spirit is a treasure, even an ordinary feather and a scale, which can carry these imprints and inscriptions.

There was no such mysterious aura on the earthy yellow scales, but Kikina felt a faint earthy aura.

Seeing this, Mu Ming knew in his heart that the fat was born, causing everything to be boring, and the place where he passed was depressed and lonely.

Earth-based creatures can control the power of the earth, and the same is true for the Fat Legacy, but he is the other extreme, he longs for all living things, and his instinct is that all eternity should be returned to the earth.

This is also why, the fat relics were once thought to be the cause of evil obstacles.

A cyan wicker appeared in his palm, and two marks slowly disappeared from the surface of his body, and Mu Ming slowly sat down.

And at this time, there was also a storm below.

The two-headed spirit was naturally unwilling to do this, and the unwillingness and grievances in his heart suddenly broke out at this time.

The two-headed spirit was almost invincible, defeating the two disciples for a long time in the first place, seizing their own mark, and it was not over yet.

They rushed to another group of disciples.

"Damn, why didn't the demon vine kill them!"

Some disciples were frightened, but they had to fight, and they couldn't help but complain at this time.

"Senior brother, what do you mean, that demon vine is to blame for causing us trouble. ”

Someone sneered, but he was also depressed in his heart.

"What are you talking about, suppress them directly, the disciples of Danfeng and the disciples in the Nine Peaks Pavilion can defeat them just now, are so many of us not as good as them?"

Someone stopped a few people from complaining and directly said the key, and when the others heard it, the fear in their hearts slowly disappeared.

Although the disciples in the Jiufeng Pavilion and the disciples of Danfeng are powerful, but after all, there are only a few of them, there are at least fifty disciples here, not to mention that there are disciples in the rear who have come here one after another, these disciples are not the top figures among the masters, and many of them have extremely powerful weapons.

The defeated spirits at both ends are naturally not a problem.

Many people fought for the first time, and the two-headed spirits were even more angry, and the demon vine suppressed them, even if the demon vine suppressed them, they were all spirits, strong and weak, so naturally there was nothing to worry about, but Fang Cai's strange magical power made his clone directly defeated, and even spent a lot of qi and blood to restore his cultivation.

At this time, he was aroused by these people's anger, and when he made a move, he didn't leave his hand, and directly turned into a huge body and crushed away, and when the weird power in his body was dispersed, many people felt that their divine power was exhausted, and whether it was magic or magical powers, the power was greatly reduced.

However, the fat relics were also frightened, the strength of these disciples was not weak, many of them had extremely powerful weapons in their hands, and these disciples would simply combine the techniques, so that the fat relics' body was blocked again and again.

The body exploded with rays of light, and the scales on the body fell off one by one, causing cracks to appear on the ground.

But in the blink of an eye, all of these injuries were repaired.

And the same is true of Nabi Fang, all the feathers on his body flew out, and a large red scissor hovered in mid-air, blocking those magical powers and weapons.

Whether it was a disciple who was meditating before, or a disciple who had been with the disciples around him for some years, they all rushed over at this time.

They had more or less captured some of the spirit marks, so they naturally understood the importance of these marks, otherwise why would the Vermilion Bird cross the place where the spirit realm cultivator was before to devour the spirit monsters, devouring their bodies was secondary, and the most important thing was to obtain that mark.

Because the mark of the spirit is more complete and complex from any point of view.

"Kill, this spirit is not so strong, he has already been defeated once, so he can naturally defeat a second time. ”

Some people shouted, because at this time, more scales fell off the fat body, and drops of blood fell to the ground, and a lot of essence blood could not return to their hearts.

However, the price is that two remnants of the treasure were directly exploded into pieces by the means of the fat remnant.

And the few disciples who urged the remnant treasure vomited blood, their hearts were damaged, their bodies were defeated and retreated, and their faces were pale.

Thirty percent of the feathers on Bi Fang's body fell off at this time, and the remaining feathers were also much duller on his body.

"Quick, the Vermilion Bird has walked out of two steps again. ”

A disciple noticed the change in the Vermilion Bird, and at this time, the Vermilion Bird slowly walked up the two steps, and at this moment, the Vermilion Bird was already far ahead, and he had also begun to merge his own Fa.

Many people heard the prestige, and the red young man sat there alone, his figure was not big, but it made everyone's hearts depressed, as if their hearts were blocked by a big mountain.

When many people saw this scene, their hearts suddenly became much quieter, but when they made their moves, they were even more aggressive, and one after another thick rays of light rushed away with the power of destruction.

"Damn, these people really think that Lao Tzu is rotten wood and can't fight. ”

The fat relics hit the real fire, and when they shot, the evil aura became heavier, and the aura that was emitted directly turned into a chain of gods, forming a furnace that exploded and impacted everyone.

At this time, Ki Ming and the others also slowly got up and climbed the steps unhurriedly.

When Ki Na and the others reached the ninety steps, a girl got up and came to the side of the others.

"What do you mean?"

Demon Teng glanced at the man coldly.

The girl didn't care about the tone of the demon vine, and glanced at the famous people, especially after seeing the little golden ant lying on the little monk's shoulder, there was a trace of unnaturalness in her eyes.

Finally, the girl looked at Mu Ming, and after looking at it for a while, she said, "This little Taoist friend, why don't we make a mark." ”

Mu Ming looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes were strange, this girl didn't look very old, at most eight or nine years old, her skin had a faint pink, although she was born very exquisitely, but the eyes in her eyes were not innocent at this age, but very quiet.

However, Mu Ming understood that she was a spirit after transforming into a spirit, but he didn't know what the body was, so he retracted his thoughts and said calmly: "It's not impossible, just wait for a while." ”

"Oh, what does that mean, it's good for both sides, why delay. ”

The girl was puzzled and asked out loud, her voice was extremely good, and for some reason, Mu Ming heard her voice and remembered Linfang.

Ki Na chuckled softly, "Because I'm more curious about what that Suzaku mark looks like." ”

The girl was startled, slowly put away her smile, glanced at the magic vine, and nodded away.

"Thank you. ”

Demon Vine looked at Mu Ming and whispered.

Kinama shook his head and said nothing.

"Eldest sister, why do you have to exchange marks with them, our marks are enough to merge with each other. ”

The girl returned to the place where she had meditated before, and as soon as she sat down, a young man behind her said puzzledly.

The girl looked back, and just said: "It's not that I fell in love with his mark, it's just that I'm curious about his strength, you have also seen in the previous battle, the strength of the fat clone is far beyond him, but in front of that power, it looks like the slightest blocking power, if there is no mistake, I am afraid that the power will not be able to fully exert himself." ”

Although the young man was full of doubts, he didn't ask any more questions, but just set his eyes on Kimana and the others.

A few people didn't stop there, led by the demon vine, and a few people walked towards the Suzaku above.

The Suzaku also stood up at this time, he didn't change his body immediately, he was still a young man in red.

A fiery red robe was draped on his body, as if it was a burning fire, with fire in his eyes, his eyes slowly flowed, runes overflowed, and two lines of blood-colored liquid slowly flowed out of his eyes, but it was not blood, but he was inscribed his own totem.

Seeing this, Dillon's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said, "He's strengthening his body." ”

Several people nodded, seeing his changes, the blood did not fall vertically, but continued to diffuse on the face, and finally converged on some acupuncture points on the body.

Just in the blink of an eye, red dots of light flashed on his body.

Zhou Tian's one hundred and eight acupuncture points were all strengthened by his inscription totems.

Suzaku didn't dare to be careless, the magic vine alone was not much worse than him, not to mention that there were a few people next to him.

"If that's the case, let's cooperate. ”

The voice of the young man incarnated by the Suzaku Bird was not as immature as it seemed on the outside, on the contrary, it was a little deep.

Demon Vine sneered, "The same can be achieved after taking your mark. ”

Suzaku said: "That is the case, there is nothing to say, I like the smell of your body very much." ”

"Come on then, I don't mind letting you feel that taste again. ”

It's rare for the demon vine to talk much, but his tone is getting colder and colder.

"Hercules ants, are you really willing to be ambushed by them, and don't wake up soon? ”

The Vermilion Bird had already noticed the situation of the Hercules ants, but he couldn't understand why a spirit was willing to be ambushed, and there was no unwillingness, and it was extremely pious.

"Fellow Daoist, I'll wait for you. ”

Hercules said lightly, at this time, his whole body exuded golden light, and a strange fluctuation emanated, it was a Buddhist technique, the little monk wanted to come and have taught him some Buddhist methods, and at this time he wanted to try to use it in actual combat.

"Scum. The Vermilion Bird sighed in his heart, and after snorting coldly, he became solemn.

At this time, he understood that the methods of several people were very strange, and he was tempted just now, because at the earliest time he felt a force that seemed to be extremely restrained against him, and now he needless to say that he knew what this power was.

The strange power of moderation makes people devout to a certain faith, which is the most terrifying.

Even if he is a spirit, he knows that what he needs is an exploration of the Tao, not a devotion to a certain faith, which will make him lose himself.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Suzaku moved, but his target was not someone else but the little monk.

Kimina's face changed, and he thought that Suzaku might attack him first, but now it seems that it is not.

However, the little monk seemed to be unafraid.

A syllable was spit out of his mouth, and the bowl on the top of his head directly became larger, turning into a supreme treasure, like a bell but not a bell, like a bowl but not a bowl.

A burst of attraction erupted, and a strange syllable appeared.

"Om!"

The sound is invisible, but this syllable is indeed substantial, and no one has ever seen this syllable, but the moment you see this syllable phenomenon, it represents its meaning.

Buddhism's mantra, where the phenomenon is, the ghost and evil are easy to dispel.

The Vermilion Bird felt that his soul had flown out closely, and all the suction power came from this syllable, and he felt the boundless power of indulgence.

Suddenly, the mountain and sea meridians in his body moved gently, and a sudden excitement suddenly appeared in his mind, and in a hurry, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a vague mark in front of him and exploding.

This mark is the appearance of the mountain and sea scriptures, but it is not a physical object, but it is still strange.

After a crisp roar, the ripples emitted by this imprint disappeared directly into the syllables.

At this time, the Suzaku Bird felt the attraction dissipate and hurriedly retreated, but there was still fear in his eyes.

"It's a pity. ”

The little monk sighed lightly.