It is rumored that there is a trace of fire phoenix blood, and the tip of the tail is three away from the fire, and the ordinary low-grade treasure dissolves when touched, and the body is as hard as steel, and what is even rarer is that this carving is the only spirit beast in the Yuan Infant Realm that can hurt people's consciousness!

The dementor sculpture in front of him saw that Lintian was turning a blind eye, and was lazily lying on the ground, basking in the winter sun. Rao is like this, Lin Tian is also in a cold sweat, and he secretly scolds in his heart, if it weren't for the bottle of Xiao Huandan, he wouldn't have taken this job if he was killed!

Lintian wants to cry without tears in his heart!

Mu Lan fell into the well and forced Lintian to mine for three years. And most of the monks who are mining have been punished so far, and the sect will naturally not give much treatment, and the monthly monthly salary is only ten lower grade spirit stones and one pill, and this monthly salary can only barely maintain the realm, and it is already a celebration if they do not retreat.

After three years of mining, Lintian's original bulging storage bag had already been slowly consumed by his cultivation, and dried up.

Zhuyitang stayed for a year, and Lintian got through the bottleneck as he wished, and stepped into the early stage of Jindan, and what he paid for was the storage bag that was directly sold out.

This is good, Lintian touched the fluttering storage bag and was dumbfounded.

looked at the bamboo slips covered with a layer of ash in front of him, "Feeding the Soul Sculpture from the Fire for three months, you can get a bottle of Jindan Realm Small Returning Dan, and a hundred spirit stones." Lintian gritted his teeth and ripped it off!

This is notoriously difficult to feed the Fire Dementor Eagle. This eagle has a short temper and a great appetite, and often Jindan Realm monks are injured by it, and the reward he gets is not enough for his own healing, which is really a loss-making business.

Feeding the spirit beast of the Yuan Infant Realm, but the reward is the Jindan Realm elixir, the Yuan Infant Realm monks can't use it, so they naturally don't want to waste time by taking on such tasks, and over time, basically no one wants to take this task.

No one wants to, but God does!

Why?

Because I'm poor!

A bottle of Jindan Realm Small Returning Pill, as long as you insist on feeding for three months, you can get it, this bottle of Small Returning Pill is enough to support your cultivation for two years, for the shy Lintian, this temptation is too great!

What's more, Lintian's qi has been surging recently, and the breakthrough in the middle stage of Jindan is imminent, and it is even more necessary to provide pure aura with pills.

After more than two months of feding, Lintian never relaxed his vigilance and was still very cautious.

Getting a little closer, Lin Tian put the fresh meat in the basket next to the head of the Dementor Eagle, and said softly, "Old man, March is approaching, and you have to be obedient in the last few days." ”

Then he paused, ready to slowly retreat.

The head of the carving was slightly closer, and the nostrils were a little wider, as if they were smelling it, and then, the lazy dementor eagle from the fire, his eyes showed a fierce light, and his mouth roared!

Suddenly a strong wind came from the back of his head, and it was not good to be in the dark! Immediately, his legs were lucky, and he jumped up.

Standing in the sky in the air, the group hugged it, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a feather with a raging flame under his body passing through it, sneering, and his complexion immediately changed greatly.

Still in the air, Lin Tian was already angry, and reprimanded, "You stupid bird! Lose your temper again! Master, I've been serving you for so long, are you really here?"

As soon as Lintian's feet landed, he suddenly saw a shadow overhead, and a huge wing fanned downward!

With a strange scream, Lin Tian hurriedly fled out! But how far can he run in this moment?

I saw a villain, who was slapped hard and planted in the mud, so he was not embarrassed!

Lintian stepped forward, jumped up, and stood still. Cultivating the "Record of the King of Soldiers", he never slacked off in refining his body, and he ate a fan of the Fire Dementor Carving, but he was not injured.

Although he was not injured, his face was flushed with blood in the weather.

After two months of feeding, Lin Tian thought that he had slowly become acquainted with this spirit beast. I still remember that at the beginning, when this spirit beast saw a stranger, it was still a Jindan monk, so it naturally didn't pay attention to it, and from time to time one was impatient, and it was kicked with claws.

Lintian has rough skin and thick meat, and it is slowly carried over like this, and now when the March mission time is about to end, Lintian was still glad that he got along well with this eagle yesterday, but he never thought that he almost got along today!

The feathers from the fire are all used!

The angry Lintian pointed at the Lihuo Dementor Eagle and scolded, "Ah, you bird feathers! Dao Ye, I don't take you thin on weekdays! Forget about punching and kicking on weekdays, today you are even on Lihuo Ling, you want the life of the little master!"

The fire dementor eagle was extremely fierce, and the three fire feathers were thrown to Lintian, and when Lintian saw this, he immediately flashed and moved, frantically dodged, and fled to the periphery, and was about to flee when he saw it, Lintian's eyes were happy, but before he could breathe a long sigh of relief, he only heard a sharp whistling sound suddenly exploded in his mind, and the buzzing continued!

"Ahh

The impact of the divine consciousness of the fire dementor carving!

Lin Tian is just a Jindan Realm monk, where can he withstand it! Suddenly, his figure appeared, stopped, and at the same time, a Lihuo Ling instantly drew onto Lin Tian's body, pumping it far away!

"Ahh

What does it feel like to draw a two-zhang long fire feather on your body?

Lintian now knows that he has succeeded in refining his body, and he has also been smoked to open the flesh, and he has been scorched and blackened, and his body is covered with scaly wounds, and the sea of Venus is chaotic, and the pain is unbearable.

Lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing all over.

Although he was scarred and muddy, he didn't let go of it, "You stupid bird, bastard, ungrateful... ”

After pulling Lintian out of the ban, the fire dementor eagle was still staring at it with unkind eyes, seeing that its chest was rising and falling, and the scolding in his mouth continued, it was still alive, and he couldn't help but look kinder, and then lowered his head and grabbed a piece of fresh meat and swallowed it.

Above the clouds overhead, Ling'er and Ling Li were dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

"What a ferocious Flame Dementor Eagle!" Ling Li exclaimed.

"The monk is fine, seeing that he is just the appearance of the Jindan Realm, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, so let's go and take a look." Ling'er looked at the pitch-black figure lying on the ground undulating, and said with a little worry.

"That's what he deserves, he can't do it himself, and the Soul Sculpture of the Yuanying Realm is also something he can provoke?" Ling Li rolled his eyes, although his mouth was extremely mean, but the flying sword under his feet did not stop, and he went straight to the black figure.

The two dropped their flying swords and came to Lintian, but they didn't recognize them.

"Poof!" Ling'er saw that the unlucky monk was scorched black and his breath was weak, but he was still showing a mouthful of big white teeth, scolding and scolding in his mouth, and he looked really funny, and couldn't help laughing.

When Lintian heard the laughter beside him, he suddenly closed his mouth, turned his head sideways, stared at the side with wide eyes, and looked at the future from head to toe countless times.

"Poof!" he laughed sharply.

This Jindan Realm monk, black as charcoal, stared at his eyes at this time, the whiteness of his eyes was like the lights in the night road, extraordinarily bright, and he was still wandering there.

"It's you!" the monk cried out at the sight of them, and was furious!

As if feeling the boundless resentment, the sharp smile was put away, the eyes were cold, and the cold voice said, "Oh? Why do you have such a big resentment?"

I saw that the monk, under the agitation of the mood, suddenly stood up, but it was involved in a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, grinning in pain, pointing at Ling Li with trembling fingers, gritting his teeth and saying, "Dog's Fierce! Labor and management are going to kill you!"

"Well, you really know me. Ling Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was puzzled, and he didn't know when there was another enemy of life and death.

"Fucking wolf with a big tail there!" The monk was even more angry when he heard this, and immediately slapped the storage bag, only to see a silver-white rainbow light rising up, with an incomparably sharp sword qi slashing towards Lingli!

Ling Li pulled Ling'er's figure back sharply, pulled it behind him, and then stepped forward and slapped it with a palm, an ordinary palm, running in the middle of the way, it swelled into a zhang wide, and scattered the sword qi like a withering and decaying slap. Without waiting for the sword qi to overflow, he stretched out his hand and summoned the phaseless sword with a move, just waiting to be slashed with a sword.

"Junlan Sword!" Ling'er exclaimed in surprise behind her.

Ling Li retreated abruptly when he heard this, and immediately reprimanded, "Why is Junlan Sword on you!"

I saw a long sword floating beside the dark monk, flying with him, the cold light was cold, and the sword aura was horizontal!

The monk's voice was like a bellows, and his mouth made a "ho-ho" sound, "Junlan, Junlan! You still know the Junlan sword! Good! Okay! Look at the sword!"

The monk whispered in his mouth, pointing sharply, "Duh!"

At this time, it was winter, the weather was cold, and the gentleman's sword was entangled for a week, accompanied by a sword roar, countless cold qi was absorbed by the gentleman's sword, forming a frost giant sword outside the sword body, wrapped in azure light and piercing Lingli!

Through the cold bones, it goes straight to the heart, and the monks of the idle Jindan Realm are afraid that they will die if they don't have a sword!

"Frost Sword Qi!" Ling Li exclaimed, and he didn't block, just kept dodging.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?" Hahaha!" The monk's eyes were split when he heard this, and he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "I am your uncle who is in the sky!

"Slow!" Ling Li's face changed when he heard this.

"Slow you uncle!" Lintian did not give up, and it was another sword trick.

Ling Li saw that this person was so messy, and immediately showed his face, and while dodging, he stretched out his index finger and continued to depict in the void, and in a moment he drew a talisman seal, shining with golden light.

The Golden Seal Book of the Power of the Jindan Realm!

The golden seal is a success, and he waved his sleeve at the frost giant sword like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Silently, as fast as thunder, the golden seal directly crashed into the giant sword, a deafening roar exploded, and under the stunned eyes of Lintian, the frost sword qi, as if encountering underground magma, quickly dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared completely.

Holding the struggling gentleman's sword in his hand, his tone was not good, "You said you are Lintian?