A black golden eagle is hurrying under the scorching sun.

Its speed was extremely fast, and a black shadow was just above the plain, and in a few breaths, it had already reached the sky above the dense forest.

Zishu sat on the back of Jiu Jiu, squinting her eyes slightly, as if she was looking ahead, but in fact, in her mind, she was constantly practicing the Netherworld Thousand Illusion Palm.

The daily battle is non-stop, and before she knows it, it has been half a year since she left the Mingxi tribe.

This Netherworld Thousand Illusion Palm was realized by her when she challenged a high-level bird a month ago.

The bird, with two four-legged heads, is like a magpie and is extremely fast.

Although Zishu has comprehended the power of the heart, he still can't shoot a high-level bird.

The main thing is that it's too fast and can fly.

Even if she comprehended the sword intent and sword intent, she could only stare dryly at the bird in mid-air.

That high-grade duck was very good at sneak attacks, and Zishu slashed at it, and it immediately flew into the sky.

If Zishu is negligent, it will pounce and sneak attack.

That battle was a bit hard, Zishu fought with this high-level bird for three days and three nights, and the means were exhausted, and finally found that the effect of using the Thousand Illusion Palm against it was surprisingly good.

Then, she collected the sword and fought this high-level bird with her bare hands.

At the beginning, she was attacked by this high-level bird and pecked countless times, but fortunately, she has strong defense and strong recovery.

Being pecked, at most, is a drop or two of blood, and it will be fine in the blink of an eye.

Although the Thousand Phantom Palm was able to hit this high-level bird, because it did not comprehend the palm intent, at most it would hurt it, and it could not cause much damage.

After two days and two nights of fighting, Zishu's spiritual power was exhausted, and he was in hand-to-hand combat in the later stage.

Finally, on the morning of the third day, he broke through in the battle, and with the help of the Thousand Illusion Palm, he comprehended the Thousand Illusion Palm.

Tens of millions of palms, unpredictable, true and false, people can't distinguish the real from the fake, this is the palm of a thousand illusions.

She aimed at this high-level bird, and after grinding it for a day and a night, she finally combined her own situation to create a Netherworld Thousand Phantom Palm.

True and false, there are thousands of changes, palm prints are poisonous, and they are killed.

This is the Netherworld Thousand Illusion Palms.

That high-level bird died under the hands of the Netherworld.

In the palm of Zishu's right hand, a layer of black poisonous mist emerged, and the wind blew, and the mist always condensed.

Her fingers moved slightly, and the poisonous mist returned to her body, missing thirty percent.

Zishu twisted his eyebrows not very satisfied.

After half a year of training, the poisonous mist released can finally be recovered seventy, but it is still a little short of ten percent.

If you want to control the poisonous fog at will, you need to continue to work hard.

In the past half a year, she has planted a lot of poisonous weeds in the space, and after they mature, they have all been refined by her and received in her body.

At critical moments, it is used against the enemy.

Thinking of the last time, so much poisonous mist was released at one time, but in the end it was not recovered, Zishu felt a little lost.

Her current sword intent has been increased to seventy, and her sword intent has also been increased to fifty percent, and her palm intent has only been comprehended, only one percent.

The knife intent seems to have entered a bottleneck, and in the past month, no matter how hard he tries, he has been stuck in the seventh percent.

In the next time, Zishu plans to let it go first, focusing on improving the sword intent and palm intent.

"Chirp~"

Jiu Jiu saw two red-billed larks flying up from below, and the two junior red larks were chasing each other, and when they saw Jiu Jiu, they didn't hide, and rushed over directly.

Chirp open his mouth and spit out a pair of ice blades.

This time, one was miraculously killed.

Another red-billed lark was stunned when he saw his companion being hacked to death by an ice blade, and then turned and flew towards the dense forest below, while a sharp and miserable cry rang out.

As soon as it landed in the dense forest below, the red-billed lark that had been killed by the chirp also fell.

Jiu Jiu didn't take the two little larks to heart, and still flew forward.

Zishu hadn't noticed the situation below because he had been evolving and perfecting the Netherworld Thousand Illusion Palm.

As a result, it got into big trouble.

Plop shuttle

Countless red-billed larks flew out of the dense forest below.

Zishu heard the voice, and then he came back to his senses from his comprehension, and when he looked down, his eyes widened.

This is a lark's nest, large and small, there are tens of thousands.

The most important thing is that the two that fly in the front seem to be still advanced.

"Chirp" is it, it is it that killed the little sister.

A junior red-billed lark, standing on the back of the high-level red-billed lark, screamed angrily.

"Chirp, quick, get out of this dense forest, and find a place to land. ”

Zishu stood up and prepared for the battle.

Fighting birds in mid-air is a bit of a loss, and if you are surrounded, it is difficult to get out, and it is easy to get hurt.

"Chirp~"

Jiu Jiu saw so many red-billed larks flying out, and he also knew that it was not good, so he immediately entered the battle state and fled into the distance.

The two high-level red-billed larks below saw that Jiu Jiu had entered the battle state, screamed, and also entered the battle state. followed and caught up.

It didn't take long for Jiu Jiu to fly over the dense forest and over the flat bottom.

"That's it, get down quickly. ”

Zishu saw that the terrain below was very suitable for fighting, so he hurriedly chirped and landed.

When there were still dozens of meters from the ground, Zishu jumped down from Jiujiu's back, and with a wave of his right hand, several plants appeared on the ground around him and took root.

Then, Qingyan people also appeared on her side.

As soon as Feng and a few children came out, they immediately took out their weapons.

"This time I met a red-billed lark. ”

Zishu flipped his hand and took out his bow and arrow, reminding.

As soon as her words fell, the two high-level red-billed larks chased after her.

When Jiu Jiu saw them, his golden eyes lit up with fighting intent, and he flapped his wings and greeted them.

These two high-level red-billed larks were followed by thousands of intermediate larks.

After Jiu Jiu flew up, he fought with the two high-level red-billed larks.

It is also a high-level fierce beast, but the size of the red-billed lark is several times smaller than that of Jiujiu.

Because Jiu Jiu killed their children, as soon as they saw Jiu Jiu flying up, they were not afraid that Jiu Jiu had grown in size, and fiercely pounced on them.

Suddenly, three high-level flying birds fought in the air.

"Slag"

After a burst of angry birdsong, the mid-level red-billed lark that flew behind split into two, half went to besiege Jiujiu, and half slaughtered the Zishu people below.

"The flesh of the red-billed lark is good, the buds, the fish, the blue and the phoenix song are the four of you with poisoned arrows, and the others are shot with black iron arrows. After Zishu finished speaking, the inscriptions on the two dark iron arrows lit up and shot into the air.

With two pops, two intermediate red-billed larks that were thousands of meters high from the ground stiffly stirred their wings and fell towards the ground.