There was a muffled sound.

Six black shadows jumped up and retreated.

"Boom!"

There was a sky-high fire in the place where they had just been, and the firelight only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared, leaving only a few scattered fires flickering.

Because that area is already bare, and there is nothing to burn.

The land had turned fiery red and was steaming.

The temperature around it has risen by dozens of degrees, and many of the leaves have been dried, looking hard and brittle, no longer so verdant, no longer so vibrant.

The birds and beasts that were steaming around them, sometimes smelling the smell of meat, and running slowly, were already roasted.

In the steaming heat, black ashes floated, and birds and beasts could be vaguely seen panicking, screaming and running.

You Jiecao, who was lying behind the tree, was already covered with beads of sweat like soybeans. It's as hot as being in a furnace.

The little white wolf's nose also oozed water droplets, and its mouth opened wide, sticking out its tongue like a dog, and spitting.

"This is the true fire of Samadhi!" said Tian Daozi in surprise.

With that, he looked at the axe.

"Yes, only the Samadhi True Fire in this world can burn such a big tree to ashes in an instant!" Gu Lao's voice was trembling, and he then said: "Samadhi True Fire, there is only one animal in this world!"

"Suzaku!" the axe said lightly.

But his expression was not calm at all, and his face was full of solemnity.

At this time, there was a clear cry in the sky, and a red dot flashed in the distance.

In an instant, it was flying above the six people.

The body covered the sky and the earth, a fiery red, but not a real flame, but a feather, a thin and dense red feather swaying in the evening breeze, looking like a large cluster of flames burning.

The wingspan is not ten zhang, but also nine.

There are six long and short feathers on the wingspan, all of which are extremely large, not only large, but also longer than the body, like steel knives in the wind.

The branches on the feathers, neat and clean.

One tail is like a six-tailed fox, extending out six long feather tails, which are also red like fire, fluttering slowly in the evening breeze.

On the head like a chicken, there is a pointed and small mouth, and below the mouth, there is a small beard, the whisker is long, and the top of the head is the same, with a beard, and the beard is many and long.

The small head with a beard looks like that of an ancient wise man.

There was no eye in the eyes, only a crimson patch.

The neck, which is as long as a snake's body, is covered with fiery red and fine hair, and you can't help but want to touch it.

The petite child-like body is also covered with fine and red feathers, and there is a pair of strong feet under the body, and a pair of jet-black claws on both feet, and the claws have dense and rigid lines, although the claws look stiff and old-fashioned, no one will doubt its sharpness, because it shines in the evening breeze, and this light pierces the hair of six people.

Just now it was obviously just flapping its wings, but the wind pressure has not dissipated for a long time, and a slight dust and fog have blown around it, and the violent wind pressure has been dancing leaves flying wildly, and the trees with small branches have broken off the waist of the railing, and there is a "click" sound from time to time.

The chicken-like head was looking at the six people opposite, and there was no trace of consciousness in the crimson eyes, just looking at them coldly.

The chicken's head swayed slightly, looking at the dying green dragon on the ground, and a sadness filled this piece of the world.

Another clear cry.

From its small pointed mouth, it spat out a fire slurry at the green dragon, and it castrated extremely fast.

There was no sound, and the green dragon's long and fat body was already surrounded by firelight.

The six of them looked at Suzaku in amazement.

It didn't move, and suddenly, the white satin on the neck of the golden bottle disappeared, and the white satin shot like a snake through the evening wind full of black ashes and towards the neck of the Suzaku bird.

Jin Bei'er was very unhappy with the way this firebird greeted.

Tiandaozi is already exclaiming!

"You're crazy!" Tian Daozi shouted.

Chaotian Aya was already wrapped around Suzaku's neck.

Jin Bei'er had a smug look on his face, raised his head, and looked at Tiandaozi with disdain.

Tiandaozi sighed and looked at the golden bottle.

"I think you're useless!" Tian Daozi said, "I know that your mess is also constantly rippling, but"

"Burning can be burned!" Tian Daozi said word by word.

Jin-Bottle still wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

A tongue of fire has shot towards her from one end of Chaotian Aya, and where the tongue of fire passes, there is a scorching smell.

It was like the stench of burning plastic, and the thick black smoke made Jin-Bottle feel desperate.

"It's not impossible!" Her face changed, and she watched blankly as the tongue of fire rushed from the Chaotian Aya, and said in a daze: "The master said, no fire can burn it! How can this be!

As soon as she finished speaking, her hand twitched, because the tongue of fire had burned to her hand.

The last piece of white satin fluttered from her hand, engulfed in tongues of fire.

A long black belt was left on the ground.

There is one less baby in the world - Chaotian Aya!

She was stunned.

She had already sensed the difference between the five men of Tiandaozi, and their eyes had changed when they saw her, becoming ruthless and full of ridicule.

Suddenly, there was a roar of rage, with incomparable majesty and hatred in the roar.

The six of Tiandaozi were stunned.

The horns of the green dragon that had been blown up actually grew! The dark cyan body shone with an oily essence under the silver flower.

His eyes were also healed, and his green eyes looked fiercely at the six people, especially the golden bottle.

The eyes of the six flickered.

A cyan beam of light was already shooting towards them at an extremely fast speed, and the cyan beam of light slashed through the air, bringing a roar that shook people's eardrums.

You Jiecao had already covered his ears.

Before the blue light arrived, the red magma beam, with a heat wave, erupted from the mouth of the Vermilion Bird, like a volcanic eruption, and a stream of hot magma had turned into a streamer and shot towards the six people.

Suddenly, Jin's body flew up, not her own will, her qi was a little crazy by the sword, and she couldn't use any body skills anymore, just like an ordinary person.

The golden bottle was thrown into the sky by the sword mania.

"Boom!"

In the sky, the brilliance was magnificent, as if dozens of fireworks had exploded, and the heavens and the earth were shaking incessantly.

With a terrible scream, Jin'er's body was swallowed by the brilliance.

"Hmph, say I'm a fool, are you a fool?" The sword maniac looked at the bright light in the sky, and left a word, his body had turned into a black shadow, flashed away, and disappeared in a breath.

Gu Lao also disappeared.

The axe is long gone.

Tian Daozi looked at Qinglong with a smile on his face, and that kind of smile was as if he had gotten what he wanted.

The black shadow flashed, and Tiandaozi disappeared into the deep night.

The rumbling sound died away, and a few smears of ash drifted through the air.

There is no such thing as a golden bottle in the world.

The trees fell, the earth cracked, the green leaves scattered, the gravel scattered, and countless young grasses were smashed, and the moon was still full, the moonlight was still silvery, and the stars were dotted.

The picture-like beauty is gone, the mess all over the ground, and the desolation all over the eyes.

The blue dragon and the red bird hovered in the air, their turquoise eyes facing the crimson eyes, as if conveying something.

Suddenly, the flames blazed, and the already devastated forest burned into flames.

A miserable cry resounded through the sky.

That kind of sorrow is like a mother who has lost her child, it is extremely miserable, and it is like a woman who has lost her husband, and it is terrible!

Qinglong let out a low roar, as if comforting Suzaku.

Like a woman, Suzaku became willful, and the light of the fire changed from ten zhang to dozens of zhang, and in an instant, the ground was bare, leaving only endless black ash and scattered, blackened rubble.

You Jiecao had already avoided a hundred zhang away, and through the gap in the dense forest, it was faintly visible, a little fiery red.

The cry of sorrow resounded in the sky, and suddenly it began to rain, drizzling.

This is also the first time You Jiecao has felt the rain of the other world.

The rain was slightly cool, sprinkled on the body, and the clothes were gradually soaked.

The delicate white hair of the little white wolf beside him was already condensed together, and it looked very unsightly.

Like a woman who loves beauty, she uses her mouth to lick the rain off her hair, but the more she licks it, the worse it gets.

The mournful cry filled the dense forest with sadness, and You Jiecao's mood became heavy due to the endless sorrow, as if he had an iron tuo in his body, moving slowly.

Suddenly, the screaming stopped, and with a loud bang, rows of trees toppled down.

You Jiecao crouched behind the tree, looking at the fallen trees in the distance.

Faintly, a touch of dark green can be seen.

Another loud bang.

The trees are falling in rows again, and this time You Jiecao saw clearly, Qinglong's body was coiled on the ground, looking at the sky with blue eyes, and all he could feel in his eyes was tenderness, the tenderness of a husband to his wife.

The wind was loud, and in the moonlight, the Suzaku hovered over the green dragon, and its eyes looked even redder.

Suddenly, in the drizzle, it swooped down, the wind pressure pressed You Jiecao's clothes on his body, the grass fluttered wildly, and the leaves shook wildly.

The cold light flashed, and there was already an additional wound on Qinglong's body that was half a foot wide, revealing Sensen's white flesh.

Qinglong didn't roar, didn't do anything, just looked at Suzaku.

Suzaku turned around and circled, and the wind suddenly became loud, and the way he came from had turned into a black dot and disappeared into the sky.

In the continuous drizzle, the green dragon carried the dragon's head and looked at the full moon in the sky, which was very quiet.

Suddenly, a strong light burst out in Qinglong's eyes, as it saw a person, a woman, a woman hanging in the air.

The woman stepped on the dark clouds under her feet, holding a white rabbit in her arms, and the continuous drizzle had slightly wet her hair, and her bangs were parted, revealing a snow-white forehead, and a golden collar around her neck, which was painted with a rabbit pattern.

"What a loving green dragon!" her voice was extremely crisp, crisp and elegant, like a rich lady.