Chapter Thirty-Seven: Swallowing Spirit!

The time soon came to the fifth watch.

Lan Wenbin went all out to turn the exercises, and while regulating pranayama and disordering qi and blood, he also had to use pills to suppress the injury.

Although Chen Shi's sword avoided the heart, it left a chilling intent in his body, this aura was very strong, and he wanted to freeze his vitality, but fortunately, Lan Wenbin cultivated the fire method, and he already had a certain ability to resist it, if he or others, he would have died tragically.

"Damn Chen Shi, when I recover from my injuries, I will never let you leave the 100,000 Mountains alive!"

He was extremely resentful, he needed at least half a day to recover from his injuries, and when the deadline for training was approaching, all the great opportunities for this trip would be missed.

"Fortunately, I have already found several elixir exotic fruits before, otherwise this experience will be in vain......

Although he thought so in his heart, he was still very unbalanced in Lan Wenbin's heart, he was jealous and resentful, how could Chen Shi He De be able to find a great opportunity to break his cultivation one after another, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been defeated so badly.

The most important thing is the talisman, which is a life-saving item, its preciousness cannot be measured, if it were not for his excellent talent and arrogance in the door, the master would not give this thing to himself at all.

"I hate it...... I hate it!" Thinking of this, Lan Wenbin's heart was dripping blood, cursing in his mouth, and he opened his eyes involuntarily.

"Huh?!"

The hideous expression on his face instantly froze, and a bean-sized cold sweat instantly broke out of his forehead.

I saw a black-haired dog face appear in front of me, almost close to me, and there was a strange curvature at the corner of my mouth.

This dog's face is broken, and there is still the third master standing next to him, a person and a dog have approached half a quarter of an hour ago, and they could have done it a long time ago, but they suddenly had a bad taste, thinking about scaring Lan Wenbin.

Apparently their purpose has been achieved, and the impact is too great!

"Demon beast!" Lan Wenbin was frightened, almost in a trance, and before he could react while screaming, the ruler-long black dog in front of him moved.

The small, fluffy-looking, fleshy paw slapped down on the head.

'Plop', Lan Wenbin fainted on the spot with blood from his mouth and nose, this is still a deliberate control of his strength, if he shoots with all his strength, the blow just now is enough to blow Lan Wenbin's head!

"It stinks...... Broken Nian moved his nose, and glanced at Lan Wenbin's wet lower body with some disgust, "This kid is too timid, isn't he? ”

"Instead, you're scared of pee. ”

The third master smiled very happily, he had never done this kind of thing, that is, he had a lot of ghost ideas to let it experience it, "Next time there is such a good thing, let the third master go first." ”

As he spoke, a person and a dog began to steal skillfully, except for the smelly clothes on Lan Wenbin's body, all the ornaments and rings were looted.

"This fan is a magic weapon!" Soon, Broken Nian noticed the folding fan in Lan Wenbin's hand, and he was immediately surprised when his divine sense probed.

This fan contains a certain energy, very pure, close observation of the more I feel that this fan is extraordinary, there is a big bird painted by cinnabar on the fan surface, in a trance you can hear the breathtaking long song of this firebird, like a living thing.

"What a baby! this fan is definitely not as good as the Qingguang Sword in Chen Shi's hands!"

Broken Thought's heart was pounding, he had been uncomfortable for a long time the last time he missed the Qingguang Sword, and this time he would never let go of this folding fan!

"I'm bound to get this baby!" Broken Nian stepped forward to get the folding fan, and at the moment when he was about to touch it, the fan was the first to change, and the whole body was red and generous, and then endless fire was derived.

"Whoa—"

Like a goshawk's long roar, a huge firebird appeared in the flames, its eyes were as fierce as fiery red agate, and there was a hint of agility.

All this happened in an instant, only to hear the firebird cry again, the whole body was entangled and boiling, and it was close to the broken thought and crashed into it in an instant!

This fan psychic, giving birth to the instrument spirit, is a big bird of fire, and now it senses that the master is in trouble, and it actually runs on its own to punish the enemy and protect the master!

In the previous battle with Chen Shi, the Instrument Spirit Firebird had already been injured, although it was concrete at this moment, it was far from being stronger than before, it couldn't hold out for long, and this blow was about to explode with all its might.

", utensils can also become fine?!" Where have I ever seen this kind of situation, and my heart was shocked for a while, and I was stunned for a while.

Seeing that the firebird was approaching, the flames in the sky seemed to burn everything, and he woke up with a strong sense of crisis, "This blow is too strong, I can't resist!"

Just as he was about to dodge, the silent golden light in the dantian suddenly rioted, as if he had been provoked, and he actually rushed up and swept through the whole body of Duan Nian with a terrifying high temperature.

Broken Thought's eyes were glowing with silver light, and the cash lines on his back were like thin lines, but the brilliance was particularly dazzling, exuding a terrifying aura, and the beastly nature of the tyrant was about to swallow up reason, he gave birth to a terrible thought, and no longer avoided opening his mouth violently, "Wow!"

He let out a tiger-like roar, which made the big bird's eyes feel fearful, and the collapse of his body became more and more obvious, and the attack suddenly turned and wanted to return to the folding fan!

Flee for fear!

The eyes of the broken thought here were fierce, and he jumped up directly, his body was only a foot long, but a terrifying aura erupted, the beast's mouth opened even wider, and it bit its legs in one bite, and directly dragged out the firebird that was still half submerged in the folding fan.

"Whew!"

The firebird screamed in horror, and its huge body began to struggle frantically, but the fire riot retreated rapidly the moment it erupted to the golden streak on the back of the broken mind.

"Whew!"

Breaking his mouth opened again, turning into an afterimage and jumping directly onto the firebird, he was not afraid of the flames, and bit down his neck.

The chewing in the mouth is not flesh and blood, but a hot magma-like liquid, and the intoxication appears in the eyes of the broken thoughts, which is the origin of the firebird, and the taste of this bite is indescribable.

"It smells so good!"

Breaking the thought no longer hesitated, one bite after another, the sharp teeth tore at the firebird's body, swallowing it piece by piece.

The Firebird was desperate, it couldn't understand why this one-foot-long puppy was so terrifying that it wanted to devour itself!

Struggling, wailing, and frantically resisting, none of this had any effect, and finally the firebird stopped moving, and the remaining body quickly collapsed into a dark flame that radiated pure energy.

The corners of his mouth drooped with saliva, he was so eager that he stepped forward and swallowed the dark flame directly!

This scene is that the third master's heart also trembled suddenly, this black dog cub is too cruel, and he directly devoured the machine spirit!

Unheard of, unseen!

"What is the origin of this son of a bitch?Devouring Fire Devouring Spirits!" The third master's eyes were shocked, "Is it because of the exercises he has cultivated?"

"Then who created the Sun Swallowing Moon Refining Skill?"

The third master had also seen the bamboo slips before, but like others, he didn't find any mysteries at all, that is, he realized the essence of this skill by breaking his mind, a freak who could enter the realm of selflessness at will.