Originally, he thought that the two fire-breathing demon birds hiding in the water would not be able to help him, but after he really made contact, Qin Que realized that his vision was still the vision of mortals, forgetting that the fire spewing out of the demon bird's mouth was not the mortal fire that he had ignited with flint in the past, and the flames spewed out by the third-grade demon beasts were not even the flames caused by ordinary spells, but the true fire of the heart that only cultivators who had cultivated above the Tongqi Realm could have.

Although the waterhole has an effect, it is far from enough to suppress it, and the slightest flame can even reach more than a foot deep in the water.

Naked upper body, the Qin Bird in the depths of the water has been a little unbearable, and now it has been holding back for a quarter of an hour under the water, although it has not been hit by the fire of the demon bird, the internal organs that were damaged after a fall are now burning like being grilled by a blazing fire.

After all, the Pulse Washing Realm is the Pulse Washing Realm, although the breath holding is far beyond that of mortals, it is far from being able to breathe. In the face of such a flame, the lotus rod that was ripped off when he entered the water before was useless at all, five of them had already been burned, and Qin Que had not yet breathed a breath of fresh air, and if he continued like this, he would not be burned to death by the demon beast, but he would also be suffocated by the water.

Anxious in his heart, Qin Que looked around to find a hidden place, but it was just a waterhole of more than ten zhang, and when he looked up, his eyes were full of red flames above his head, and there was a gap for him to rest a little.

His heart was ruthless, and he was about to venture up at the moment, when Qin Que suddenly paused, and the flames that had been raging were a little weaker.

Finally leaving? A thought crossed my mind. The viscera became more and more uncomfortable, but Qin Que still restrained his movements and looked up at the water.

However, after a few breaths, the firelight dissipated, and he couldn't see the situation on the water clearly, and Qin Que, who could no longer hold on, could only swim towards the water.

The lotus pole finally played its role, and Qin Que, who stopped two feet below the surface of the water, inhaled freely, stared at the water, and saw that the two red-crowned magpies were still there, but after two more sword lights on the opposite side, his face showed a little surprise.

There are actually people hunting the third-grade demon birds? Could it be that there is also a senior brother of the Tongqi Realm who has also stayed? Qin Que frowned and stared at the sword light and demon birds flashing back and forth above, muttering in his heart.

Suddenly, a shout sounded: "The wind is falling, I'll lead this one around for a while, and your baby be careful of the waterhole below." As he spoke, one of the sword lights, and a demon bird flew out into the distance.

I couldn't really hear it in the water, but these few words were enough for Qin Que to recognize the two monks above, it was actually Le Zheng and Feng Luoluo?

The same is the Great Perfection cultivation of the Washing Pulse Realm, the disciples of the Fufeng Sect are stronger than the disciples of other sects, and it is impossible to be so strong that they can actually fight head-on with the three-grade demon birds, if they really have this strength, how could they get their turn to win the first place in the previous competition.

After staring at the only one person and one bird left above for a moment, Qin Que couldn't help but curse himself, and his feet kicked out of the water.

It's not that the wind has fallen and become stronger, but that the three-grade demon bird red-crowned magpie has become weaker, and the mouth still keeps spitting fire, but where is there still the previous domineering.

In a moment, Qin Que had already guessed the cause and effect, the monk had to rely on the true yuan in his body to cast spells, if he didn't have the true yuan, no matter if you were in the realm of the Enlightenment and the Sea Realm, it would only be a few points stronger than the mortal body. Demon birds don't rely on the demon yuan in the body, now this red-crowned magpie has been raging all the way before, and now it is clear that the demon yuan is about to end, and the third-grade demon bird at this moment is not much more powerful than the second-grade demon beast, no wonder the two of them dare to act like this.

Qin Que, who went ashore, sat down in the shadow of a mountain rock, slowly urging the exercises, while staring at the one person and one bird in the sky who were fighting, watching the wind fall and the three-grade demon birds, you come and go, Qin Que couldn't help but sigh secretly that he didn't know when the Qingwu Flying Sword would be able to reach the level, and also let himself have the experience of soaring into the air and flying away from the sword.

After a few moments, the fire from the red-crowned magpie's beak became more and more dim, and the power was less than one-tenth of what it had been at the beginning.

Qin Que knew that this demon bird would not be able to support it for long, and it would not be long before it would be killed by the wind falling.

Watching the wind fall and tease the demon birds, Qin Que also deduced in his heart how to deal with it if he was to be himself.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Qin Que showed a trace of doubt, the wind that had just fallen clearly did not fall at all actually showed defeat in an instant, not only was it swept by the faint fire in the mouth of the demon bird several times, but even urged the flying sword to reveal the fleeing shelf, it seemed that because he was reluctant to give up the prey so much, he didn't really fly away in the end, but just went down more and more, from a height of more than twenty zhang in the air, it didn't take much effort to fall in front of the waterfall several zhang high, just above the waterhole where he had just hidden.

Before a thought could be flashed, Qin Que suddenly looked dazed, jumped up, and the Qingwu Flying Sword was already in his hand, hitting the flying mass of things.

With a crisp snap, a porcelain bottle shattered, and bits of juice burst out, and a few drops landed on Qin Que's shoulder.

In an instant, Qin Que sensed that this aura was the same as the aura on the previous sword robe, but it was a hundred times stronger. Sure enough, when he raised his eyes, he saw that the red-crowned magpie, who had been entangled with the wind and falling, had abandoned his opponent and hissed towards him.

Not far away, Feng Luoluo, who stopped in mid-air, looked at this side with a sneer.

At this time, if Qin Que didn't know that it was the wind that caused the bad, he would be a fool.

However, at the moment, it is more important to deal with the three-grade demon birds, a sword crow, and a few thistles quickly flew out, and then Qin Que dodged to the side to avoid it.

In an instant, there have been a few faces, although it didn't really hit the demon bird, Qin Que was determined in his heart, this red-crowned magpie was really as he had guessed before, his strength had been greatly reduced, except for the rough skin and thicker flesh, and the speed was faster, and the others were stronger than the second-grade demon beasts.

Calculated by the wind falling, Qin Que just sighed because the grade of the Qingwu Flying Sword was not enough, and now he can meet the third-grade demon bird head-on for a while.

"I guessed that it was you, tsk, you couldn't urge the flying sword, and you were able to escape here under the mouths of two third-grade demon birds, so you must have used some kind of talisman. ”

"The quality of this flying sword is really good, but it's a pity that the grade is a little worse. ”

"Why come and go with these two spells, it's a bit worse to kill the third-grade demon beast. ”

"There's a lot of meaning to this approach. ”

When Qin Que and the red-crowned magpie were swimming, Feng Luoluo on the side commented with interest, clearly like appreciation, but there was a lot of ridicule and ridicule in his tone.

From the second time the other party calculated himself, Qin Que had never relaxed his guard against Feng Luoluo, and at this moment, compared to the demon bird whose power had been greatly reduced, Feng Luoluo, this monk, was more threatening. Qin Que had never completely believed in the rule that colleagues were not allowed to kill each other, but when he found that Feng Luoluo did not attack himself on both sides with the demon bird, he sneered on the side, and the corners of Qin Que's mouth inadvertently showed a trace of disdain.

I don't know if it's because of the decline in the strength of the demon bird, or if the quality of my Qingwu flying sword is really good enough, after accidentally finding that the fire in the mouth of the red-crowned magpie was actually helpless to use the magic weapon in his hand, Qin Que's momentum increased greatly, and he waved the flying sword in his hand again and again.

"Idiot, if you can kill the third-grade demon beasts just like this, no one will compare them to the cultivators of the Enlightenment Realm. ”

Seeing that Qin Que seemed to be about to kill the red-crowned magpie in one go, Feng Luoluo pursed his lips, and another mocking voice sounded.

After more than a dozen breaths, Feng Luoluo saw that a few ups and downs had already arrived not far in front of him, and when he was about to comment a few more words, his expression suddenly changed, and Qin Que, who was originally fighting with the red-crowned magpie, suddenly turned around with the flying sword in his hand and swept straight towards his feet.

There is no intention, where can the wall be opened in a hurry, only to hear a crisp sound, Qin Que's green black flying sword has already smashed the sword light under the feet of the wind and fall, and the wind falls angrily, and an upside-down onion falls.

After turning over in mid-air and finally getting down to earth, Feng Luoluo was still a little incredulous, and shouted at Qin Que: "Qin Que, you dare to swing your sword at me?"

Qin Que didn't answer at all, just with a cold face, another sword light slashed over.

Where is the red-crowned magpie gone? The red-crowned magpie was blocked behind Qin Que by two equally dark figures at this time, but it was the two corpse soldiers who had not been seen for a long time and had been cultivating in the Yin Corpse Ring.

The strength is only equivalent to the level of the late stage of the pulse washing, and the two corpse soldiers together are not the opponent of the red-crowned magpie, even if the other party has now become the end of the strong crossbow, but the two of them have become half-crippled, and it is only with the nature of not being afraid of death that the red-crowned magpie is stopped to death.

Qin Que didn't need to look back to guess the situation behind him, the green black flying sword in his hand was even more powerful, fishbone nails, dead leaves, and even the thistle terrestris on the talisman spirit armor also flew out, striving for quick results.

Feng Luoluo finally came back to his senses, and played several tricks in his hand, several golden lights shot away, and then raised his hand to sacrifice his flying sword.

Jumping on the flying sword, Feng Luoluo looked coldly at Qin Que who was stopped by his golden light spell, and sneered: "Kid has a kind, wait for me to see how arrogant you are." ”

"Wait? Qin Que let out a cold voice.

Feng Luoluo turned his head to take a look, but he didn't see Qin Que urging the spell weapon, but he saw Qin Que throwing out four pills with his hand, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and when he was about to taunt a few words, his expression suddenly changed greatly.

In the midst of the boom, the wind fell and fell down again, but this time it was not as lucky as the previous time, and when the person was in mid-air, the green black flying sword had already swept sideways.

Until his two and a half bodies fell to the ground, Feng Luoluo, who only had one breath left, still couldn't believe that he just wanted to use the demon bird to tease Qin Que, how could Qin Que dare to risk the world's disapproval and kill himself with a sword.

He never thought that he had put the demon egg breath on Qin Que twice, and Qin Que didn't feel that this was as simple as teasing from the beginning, or he didn't just want to tease, but just buried his thoughts in the deepest part of his heart because of all kinds of rules and suppression, and even he never realized it.

None of this matters.

"How dare you kill me?" With one last thought, Feng Luoluo closed his eyes.