Chapter 12 The Power of Fuso

The firebird was only the size of a palm, but the force with which it struck the boulder was terrifying, and the boulder cracked under their impact.

"It's the mid-level spirit beast Fire Cloud Bird, how did they find me?" Ye Qinghuan was a little surprised.

In the ordinary, some birds that have achieved cultivation are called spirit beasts.

Its level is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.

The strength of a middle-level spirit beast is probably about the same as that of a first-class martial artist, and with Ye Qinghuan's current strength, he can kill it in seconds.

But this Fire Cloud Bird is a group of spirit beasts, and it is good at spitting fire attacks, the temperature of the flames is as high as more than 1,300 degrees, even if the top martial artist encounters it, he has to flee from the wind.

"It's a pity, you're all here to deliver the courier!" Ye Qinghuan licked the corners of his mouth, he was worried about devouring the flame energy to Fusang Xiaoshu.

At this moment, the flame monster birds outside also seemed to sense that the boulder was about to shatter, and immediately formed a group to launch a final attack on the boulder.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghuan hurriedly stepped back.

Boom!!!

At the moment when he just retreated, the boulder at the entrance of the cave was shattered, and the debris splattered like a rain of bullets into the cave!

Although Ye Qinghuan had been on guard, he was still a little embarrassed.

Flocks of birds poured in, like a flaming dragon, and the temperature in the cave rose instantly.

This cave was already narrow, and Ye Qinghuan had no way to retreat, but he didn't have to retreat at all, waiting for these fire cloud birds to enter the narrow cave.

If it was outside, the fire cloud bird was flying in the sky, and he could only flee when he encountered these flat-haired beasts.

Ye Qinghuan rushed directly into the flock of birds, and let the fire cloud bird spit fire and attack, and those flames were instantly swallowed by the Fusang trees in the sea of knowledge.

And after devouring the flames of the Fire Cloud Bird, Ye Qinghuan found that this time it was not gray leaves, but crimson leaves.

"It turns out that fire is also divided into yin and yang, yin fire produces ash leaves, yang fire gives birth to red leaves, yin gives birth to yin, and yang gives birth to yang!" Ye Qinghuan had a look of understanding in his eyes.

But he was also curious, I don't know what the use of this red Fusang leaf is?

It's a pity that the situation is urgent now, Ye Qinghuan doesn't have time to think, and he musters up his spirit to deal with the Fire Cloud Bird.

"Isn't this Fire Cloud Bird as terrifying as it says in the book?" But soon Ye Qinghuan discovered that the Fire Cloud Bird's attack power was too weak, as if it tickled him.

Soon, the Fire Cloud Bird found that it couldn't kill Ye Qinghuan, let out a sharp hiss, and then quickly fled outside the cave.

With such a good opportunity, Ye Qinghuan naturally would not give up, and immediately chased out, constantly grabbing the flames of the Fire Cloud Bird to devour them.

Woohoo!

Just as Ye Qinghuan was chasing and killing the Fire Cloud Bird, a sharp sound of breaking the wind suddenly came, which was the sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air.

Under Ye Qinghuan's perception, there were arrows shooting at him.

The dense arrow feathers were obviously intended to shoot him into a hornet's nest, such a ruthless method made Ye Qinghuan's face cold.

Ye Qinghuan quickly dodged a few arrows, grabbed several arrows in the air with both hands, and threw the arrows back violently with all his might.

Snort!

Suddenly, someone was shot and died.

"What a big gut, snatching my Yue family's prey, and killing my Yue family's guards?" a deep cheer came.

Immediately afterwards, a white-bearded old man flashed over, and the source power around his body surged, condensed into a layer of armor, and his fist locked on Ye Qinghuan.

"Strong words!"

Ye Qinghuan snorted coldly, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and he punched the old man.

Ten thousand catties of huge force immediately knocked the old man out of the air more than ten meters, his fist was completely paralyzed, and even the skin and flesh were opened, and blood flowed out.

"You are not people in the world!" Ye Qinghuan stared at the old man in surprise, there was no master of foundation building in the world.

And thinking that these people made a sneak attack just now, and they also attacked him with strong words, Ye Qinghuan's eyes flashed with a cold light.

He hated these bullying Dao cultivator bastards.

The old man was also shocked by Ye Qinghuan's strength, his expression was much more solemn, and he arched his hand and said: "This fellow Daoist, we have been rounding up the Huoyun Birds for a long time, and it was not easy to force them into a corner, but you are picking up cheap here, is it a bit too much?"

"Joke, what proof do you have for this?" Ye Qinghuan sneered.

The old man said, "Didn't Daoist friends notice that these Fire Cloud Birds were very weak? That's because they sucked the soft tendons of our Yue family. ”

Hearing this, Ye Qinghuan immediately understood, no wonder the attack of those Fire Cloud Birds just now was so dish, it turned out to be poisoned.

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghuan said: "Since it is yours, it is for you." ”

Anyway, after the Huoyun Bird flew out of the cave, he wasted a lot of effort if he wanted to catch it, so he didn't bother to entangle with these people from the Yue family.

However, he didn't want to entangle, it didn't mean that others would think so, just as Ye Qinghuan was about to leave, the old man dodged and stopped in front of him.

"Daoyou killed the guards of my Yue family, and also killed the Huoyun Bird that we worked so hard to round up, so you want to leave like this?"