The black-robed man was suspended in mid-air, and the breeze blew his black robe to hunt. His face was slightly pale, but a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He thought in his heart that the golden crow in this golden day would definitely not be able to escape, and it was already in his pocket.

However, at this time, the figure of the golden crow in the golden day disappeared in an instant, leaving the empty day in the sky.

He looked at the sun wheel in amazement. Just when he thought that the golden crow had completely disappeared, suddenly a little vermilion was dotted in the sun wheel.

"Hah!" he laughed maniacally, tears of laughter falling from his eyes. The slightly white face was extremely hideous. Immediately, he shook one hand again, and the soul bell in his hand rang again.

The black dragon formed by the notes roared violently, and the bullet shot out of its body, swallowing it towards the sun wheel.

At this critical moment, the little vermilion in the sun wheel filled it in the blink of an eye. The black wire mesh that surrounded it suddenly expanded outward, nearly breaking through. But at this moment, the black dragon bit the sun wheel.

In the sky, the black dragon's mouth holds the red sun and soars.

Zhang Yifan hid behind a dead tree and saw that his complexion changed suddenly. He stared at the black dragon in the sky and couldn't help but swallow and spat at it. The cultivation of the black-robed man was unfathomable, and he couldn't be observed. But Zhang Yifan knew that this person's cultivation method was not a common cultivation method on the mainland, but a cultivation secret technique unique to the demon clan.

After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly activated the Spirit Tortoise Technique. This spirit turtle technique was handed down from ancient times, and it has a lot to do with the true monarch of the beetle.

After the Spirit Tortoise Technique operated, Zhang Yifan's aura was completely hidden.

At this moment, the black dragon soared into the sky, and the red sun in its mouth was tightly bitten by it. The figure in mid-air had a calm face, and his eyes were fixed on the black dragon.

"Roar!"

A phoenix roar erupted from the wheel again. This sound was like thunder, and it shot out in all directions. The red sun shrank suddenly, then suddenly expanded outward, and exploded again with a thud in an instant. The black dragon's body disappeared into nothingness and disappeared into the void.

The intense energy rolled up the thick black smoke around it, forming several hurricanes. The hurricane swept across the wilderness. In the billowing black smoke, a firebird was reborn from the fire. In the scorching flames, the firebird broke through its cage and flew into the sky.

In the sky, several dragon winds swept the sand and dust on the ground and spread it around, making it impossible to open people's eyes.

The black-robed man's complexion changed, and his originally slightly pale face turned dead gray. He couldn't suppress the qi and blood in his body, and his throat rolled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He looked at the firebird with a look of horror. The firebird is seven or eight feet long, and its wings are spread out, covering the sky and the sun. Colorful light flowed down from the firebird's forehead, enveloping its entire body. A halo of brilliant light slowly overflowed.

Seeing this, the black-robed man shuddered. All of a sudden, I was very cold and dripping. Sweat inadvertently left on his forehead, and he didn't bother to wipe it off.

In a flash, he threw the soul bell into the air. Immediately, he pinched the trick with both hands. The dementor bell spun upward, and at the same time, it turned into a rope and headed straight for the firebird.

A sharp sound came from the firebird's mouth, and its form spun down. In the process, a blazing white flame fell from his mouth.

Thumb-like beads of fire burst out of its mouth, surging in an instant. Suddenly, the sky was filled with flames. The flame radiated a scorching heat, turning into a curtain of fire and falling from the sky, falling towards the black-robed man. As he approached the black-robed man, the curtain of fire slammed into countless fire lotuses. The lotus flower slowly unfolded, surrounding the black-robed man. Then he suddenly shrank and hit the black-robed man.

"Beast!" the black-robed man's eyes swelled, and his body moved, turning into a billowing smoke and surrounding him. Came out of the fire lotus.

"It's dangerous!" the black-robed man glanced at the firebird with trepidation, and then galloped away into the distance.

Zhang Yifan sneered in his heart: "The treasures and spiritual things in this heaven and earth are all the bodies of the master, how can they rely on cultivation to force the capture for their own use." The way of heaven cannot be violated. This is not something that ordinary people can do. With the firebird counterattacking just now, Zhang Yifan was sure that this firebird did not belong to this black-robed person.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Yifan's eyes stretched out and lit up with an inexplicable light. "Wait!" Zhang Yifan thought of this, and lay dormant there again.

At this moment, a black streamer in the sky continued to surround, dodging the attack of the firebird. And the Dementor Bell was somehow taken away by him.

A curtain of flames filled the sky, and a fire lotus and a thick smoke chased through the sky. At this moment, the bell rang suddenly. Tadpole-like notes fluttered, hiding the figure of the black-robed man. At the same time, those notes slowly filled the world like a gossamer.

The light of the firebird falcon suddenly appeared a dazed look. At this moment, its form was stagnant. Between the flints, the black-robed man let out a strange scream.

Immediately, the dementor bell turned into a rope again. In the billowing smoke, angry out. With the help of the soul power of the note, it was instantly set around the neck of the firebird.

"If you want to fight with the old man, you're not qualified enough!" a hoarse voice from the black-robed man came out of the black mist. Instantly, the black mist vanished with a thud.

Zhang Yifan watched this quietly, thinking about where he was hiding. Suddenly, a cloud of black smoke appeared on the bird's back. Instead, the figure of the black-robed man slowly emerged from the black smoke.

The black-robed man's chicken-like hand gripped the rope tightly. He looked at the firebird triumphantly and chirped merrily. The firebird swirled in the sky, trying to shake off the black-robed man.

A moment later, the sky was filled with a wailing and whistling sound. The firebird spun at great speed, trying to break free. However, the black-robed man followed the firebird like a maggot on a tarsal bone.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifan remained silent. At this moment, the black-robed man was like a kite, being pulled forward by the firebird. It's so far away, it's like climbing to the sky!

Zhang Yifan understands that if he wants to be effective with one blow, he must wait for the right opportunity.

The black-robed man floated in the sky, his figure jolting with the firebird. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared on his body. Perhaps sensing this murderous aura, the Firebird's speed increased several times. Seeing this, the black-robed man's complexion suddenly changed greatly, he himself was already as fast as the end of a strong crossbow, if he didn't do it in this very short time, then the consequences of waiting for him would be very serious.

Instead, a fine line suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the black-robed man. The pattern is intricate and intricate, shimmering with black light. The light shines straight at the firebird's head.

Immediately, the blank color in the firebird's eyes was thick. The original galloping figure slowly lowered.

"Boom!" the firebird slammed into the sand, stirring up dust all over the ground. Smoke and dust fill the air.

After a long time, when everything is back to its original color. The black-robed man stood on the edge of the firebird with a rope in his hand.

"Haha!" The black-robed man laughed, "You just follow me obediently, I won't let you be wronged." Immediately, he said in a strange manner: "If you are disobedient, I will make your life worse than death!"

As soon as the black-robed man finished speaking, the firebird let out a low wail.

Listening to this wail, the black-robed man laughed again.

"Huh!" At this moment, a blue light slashed towards the black-robed man like lightning from not far away.

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