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The child's face turned pale.

For every chirp sounded in his ears, far and near.

Li Youzhi Jing Wutong and Xiao Heilong have all had contact with demon beasts, and this method of transmitting sound into the ears is also commonplace.

But for younger children, it's an experience like never before.

If it weren't for the dantian created by the ambergris in the body and the circulation of the included heaven and earth vitality, the child at this time, like ordinary people, would have been frightened by this scream, and he would have to stand in place and wait for death.

"Now I can only look at you!" Li Youzhi pulled up the empty sleeve, shook it, and looked at Jing Wutong.

Jing Wutong's face didn't seem to have any expression, except for the gray eyes that became more and more black and gray, only the three strands of long hair moved with the wind.

"Do you particularly want to have some golden retriever demon beasts now? It's better if all the evil animals on that demon island come, and you're satisfied?"

"The heart of a villain!"

Li Youzhi had anger on his face, but there was really a bit of schadenfreude behind that anger, "A demon is a demon, where would they be like us, and they have to worry about this world when they fight." I don't want them to make this sea and mountains all over the place, do I?"

Jing Wutong spread his hands outstretched, "It's also a catastrophe for you and me, it's best for you to pay attention too." ”

A blue ball appeared in his hands, and with a flick of his fingers, the ball of light flew towards the child, bursting on the top of the child's head, and the glossy slurry sprinkled around the child, forming a light mask that protected the child in it.

Li Youzhi nodded and smiled, "Thank you!"

Jing Wutong watched the few black shadows that gradually became clear in the distance getting closer and closer, so close that he could see clearly in this twilight, "You're welcome, it's just that you and I have protected him for a while, and I'm afraid I won't be able to protect him for the rest of my life!"

Li Youzhi nodded again, "Let's protect this time first!"

"It's okay, just in time to repay the love you gave me the smallest sword that year!" Jing Wutong said.

"Then you're taking advantage. Li Youzhi smiled bitterly.

Jing Wutong didn't answer, but just stretched out his hand.

Li Youzhi looked at the red magic sword inserted in Jing Wutong's bun, understood what he meant, took the fishing rod from the child's hand, and handed it to Jing Wutong.

Then, Li Youzhi walked in front of the little black dragon, took out a talisman and pasted it on the door of the little black dragon's head, the talisman naturally lit up after contact with the little black dragon's brain, and the spiritual power flowing in the rune slowly seeped into its body along the gap between the scales and armor of the little black dragon.

The little black dragon's scales stood up in an instant, as if it had been injected with infinite strength.

Seeing this, Jing Wutong also walked to the head of the little black dragon's head, raised his hand to stroke its dragon horns, and said calmly, "In my life, the fetters have also taken many detours, and I have never fought happily, today, you will carry me, let's kill him, okay?"

The scale armor of the little black dragon's whole body was still clicking one after another, hearing this, the sound was even more powerful, it seemed to be very excited, its body twisted happily, and its head nodded slightly.

"Okay, after these fights today, I'll let you go back to the South China Sea!" Jing Wutong promised.

The little black dragon did not show a higher mood, but turned his head to look at the child in the mask, looking very hesitant and unwilling.

Jing Wutong patted the dragon horn, "You can't wait for him, after all, there will still be many people who will pay attention to you when you stay in the mainland, which is equivalent to adding a burden to him." ”

The little black dragon was still unwilling, and looked at the child directly.

The child was actually watching it.

"We will meet by fate!" Li Youzhi took pity on the child and couldn't help but comfort, "You are all too young, when you grow up and this continent is stable, you will naturally see each other." Wouldn't it be happier when you all have full freedom to wander together without worry?"

The child in the mask nodded heavily, for Li Youzhi's words, he no longer has the slightest doubt, there is no other reason, no matter what kind of things happen, this man with a white mole always thinks about the safety of the child first, and this is enough.

The little black dragon also seemed to understand what Li Youzhi meant, and nodded lightly.

"Let's go!" With Jing Wutong's long hi, the little black dragon flew into the air again, rushing towards the black shadows that seemed to be far away but were actually very close.

The sun was setting, and the sky was darkening in an instant.

The little black dragon and Jing Wutong disappeared from the child's sight.

The child looked at Li Youzhi stiffly, and asked weakly, "They will be fine, right?"

Li Youzhi stuffed the empty sleeve tube into his belt, "Don't worry, those demon beasts can't stop them." Even if the demon king and demon came later, Jing Wutong would be able to deal with it completely. ”

"But I think you're worried, too. The child thought for a moment and said.

"I'm not worried about them, I'm worried that there are too few demon beasts, if it's really the demon king, the male and the mother can come, I'll be relieved. ”

The child is puzzled.

"This Tiandong has been curbed by them, these little demons will definitely not cause Tiandong again, unless there are a few powerful ones, there can be this possibility!"

The child was silent.

"I know you're worried about the little black dragon, and even Jing Wutong you're a little worried!" Li Youzhi said with a straight face, "But I and this Jing Wutong must have no solution, in fact, I really want to take him away, but it's very difficult now." ”

The child nodded silently.

In the deep sky, the little black dragon carried Jing Wutong to several black shadows, and the black shadows were several demon islands unique to the Kunpeng, each with black and gray variegated feathers, and each one was much larger than the little black dragon.

When these evil Kunpeng saw the black dragon and the person standing on the dragon's head, they did not retreat, but consciously formed a circle, surrounding the little black dragon and Jing Wutong in the middle.

The fire starts.

Each of them spewed burning flames at the little black dragon and Jing Wutong, the flames were red around them, but the heart of the fire was inky black. The surrounding air seemed to be ignited, and the heat wave instantly enveloped the little black dragon and Jing Wutong.

The little black dragon was not in a hurry, and leisurely highlighted a mouthful of blue ice crystals, the ice crystals evenly covered the little black dragon's body, and the position of the dragon's horns, the ice waterfall formed by the ice crystals also isolated Jing Wutong.

The black and red flames met the blue ice crystals and hissed and rubbed, but neither of them was refined.

The fishing rod in Jing Wutong's hand on the dragon's head moved at this time.

The fishing rod evolved in Jing Wutong's hands with a different brilliance from Li Youzhi.

The silk thread that flowed from the tip of the rod was no longer emerald green, but fiery red.

The form of flow is no longer mild, but violent.

The red thread swirled above Jing Wutong's and drew towards the surrounding Kunpeng.

Sha Kunpeng was originally the guard of the Demon Island, and was already known for his violent temperament, but at this time, seeing that the natal flame was useless to the little black dragon, the speed of the swallowing had accelerated, and after being whipped by the red silk thread, it aroused an even more crazy swallowing.

The flames directly buried Jing Wutong and the little black dragon, leaving only the red silk thread spinning in the air, pumping each stray hair one by one.

After rounds of whipping, one of the Kunpeng was the first to be stunned, the flames in his mouth were extinguished, and then a second stunned Kunpeng appeared.

One by one, after a few rounds of whipping, all the flames around them were extinguished.

The silk thread of the fishing rod in Jing Wutong's hand skyrocketed to a length of hundreds of zhang at this time, and wrapped around the neck of one of the Evil Kunpeng.

The tip of the silk thread flew to the next one, and in the next few breaths, the silk thread forcibly wrapped all the surrounding Kunpeng around the neck.

The red threads tightened, and the Kunpeng was pulled together, head to head, wings intertwined, and there seemed to be no room for struggle.

The threads continued to tighten, and deep strangulation marks were stretched out on the neck of the sinister Kunpeng.

Jing Wutong felt a little strange in his heart, how could these evil Kunpeng also be the guards of the Demon Island, wouldn't they be so vulnerable?

As soon as this strangeness sprouted, over there, the Kunpeng who was dragged together really underwent a great change.

The Kunpeng, who had been strangled from their vertigo, screamed one after another, and as they chirped, flames erupted from their mouths again.

Instead of scattering, the flames enveloped the Kunpeng themselves.

The black flame center continued to expand, engulfing all of the Evil Kunpeng in a short time.

Jing Wutong felt that the silk threads around the neck of the Evil Kunpeng were melted by the black flames, and the fishing rod and the Evil Kunpeng in the black flames also lost contact. Outside of the black flames, the remaining silk threads branched out into many clues, and each fork no longer burrowed into the black flames, but wound around the flames.

When a shrill chirp came from the flames, the red threads were already densely netted in it.

Jing Wutong found that Li Youzhi's fishing rod was really easy to use, and it really deserved to be a natal magic weapon.

He tugged hard, and found that the flames trapped in the net were much heavier than before, and this change was intensifying, it should be that something had happened to those evil kunpeng in the flames.

Jing Wutong didn't think much about it anymore, his arm was raised, and at the end of the silk thread, the whole flame was fished up.

Jing Wutong swung his fishing rod and spun it like a child just now.

The flames that were caught up also rotated, drawing an arc in the air, and after two or three circles, the spiritual power caused the silk thread to break from the forked position, and the flame was also thrown out, the speed was too fast, and it flew like a meteor in the direction where the Kunpeng had come.

A moment later, there was a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth, and in that deep space, the flame burst open, and the filaments of the entangled spiritual power broke inch by inch, and the broken ones were also refined by the flames.

Then, in that deep space, there were sharp chirps one after another, and at the same time, a heat wave surged towards Jing Wutong's location.

The heat wave was overwhelming, and it seemed that a pair of huge wings were stirring up behind it.

This scene reminded Jing Wutong of the time when he was in the snow field, and he was also so overwhelming, but it was just a monstrous cold wave.

It was also this fishing rod that stood in the clouds to resist the cold wave that time.

But the man wielding the fishing rod is Li Youzhi.

And he was also injured at the time and was blocked behind.

Time has passed, I didn't expect a similar scene to appear again, but there is less hatred and hatred for the same enemies of the past, and more ghosts now.

A lot of times, that's it.

It seems that it is just a change of environment, but the time that can be pulled away has already made people change their hearts!