Situ Kong fell down sharply, the flying sword buzzed and trembled, and several sword qi shot out, entangled with each other, stretching and shrinking like a snake's head, and the sky-high flames were forced by the sword qi, scattering and flying, and they couldn't get close. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"He***!" the fire qilin burst into a foul mouth, seeing that the sword qi was falling from the sky, sharp and matchless, he had to flash to the side and avoid its edge for the time being.

The sword qi drilled into the mountain rock, and with a loud bang, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and an unfathomable ravine broke through the top of the mountain, and dust and smoke rose everywhere, enveloping the Yin Liang Peak.

Situ Kong urged the flying sword, swept past the mountain rock, stretched out his arm to scoop up Guan Canghai, and flew away.

Guan Canghai's eyes were closed, there was still a breath of air, Situ Kong relaxed slightly, hurriedly pinched the porcelain bottle, picked out a fragrant pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and then hung his life first. He knew in his heart that even if Guan Canghai saved his life, his cultivation would be greatly reduced, and he could only retire in Liushi Peak to the end.

The food in his mouth was taken away by life, and the fire qilin was not annoyed, holding his hands in front of his chest, sneering slightly, and didn't seem to care.

Uneasy feelings poured in like a tide, and it seemed that there were countless ill-intentioned eyeballs, hiding in the smoke and peeking at them, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment. Wei Qiqi stretched out his hand to reach into the sword bag, pulled out the five-colored divine light sickle, and said in a deep voice: "The flying sword is passed back to Shifeng, ask for help." ”

Liu Que didn't say a word, took out the golden sword of the book, suddenly the top of his head was black, and the dusk suddenly turned into night, he raised his head and looked at it, and was shocked, but saw a huge strange bird stretching its wings, suspended in the air, the feathers were sparse and incomplete, the fur color was dull, and the movement was slow, obviously it was already in its twilight years, but it had nine long necks poking out of its chest, with nine bird heads, bald and pointed beaks, and its eyes were open or closed.

Situ Kong suddenly gasped.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the demon clan invaded the world, and the old and weak diseases after the break remained under the ghost gate, recuperating and recuperating, lurking out, and not exceeding the Yin and Yang Monument. When Situ Kong was young, he followed his master deep into the ghost gate abyss, exploring the nest of the demon clan, and met a sick fire unicorn halfway, and fought it back in a fierce battle.

Unexpectedly, the fire qi helped Kunlun sword cultivation, and even the demons under the ghost gate abyss also took its benefits, the fire unicorn healed, and the nine-headed bird recovered its energy, these two big demons were unwilling to be lonely, and they actually flew out of the ghost gate abyss, and they would make trouble with the demons of Tianling!

It's too late, it's fast, the nine-headed bird screamed, countless red lights lit up and down his body, the air was hot, the hot wind swirled, Wei Qiqi knew that it was not good, grabbed Liu Que's arm, threw it hard, and shouted: "Go!"

Liu Que couldn't help but fly out, the wind in his ears was loud, sharp as a whistle, he didn't know the opportunity, he didn't wait for castration to exhaust, he urged the flying sword under his feet with all his strength, and he could rush out of the shadow cast by the nine-headed bird, and he didn't look back to escape from the danger.

Wei Qiqi threw out the willow que and pounced on the stone lantern, and the ghost of the stone lantern made a difference, and he actually shrank his shoulders to dodge. This dodge, the vitality was cut off, and in an instant, the raging fire rushed down, not a rain of fire, but a blazing magma, engulfing Wei, Shi, Jiang, and Pan.

The nine-headed bird "quacked" and chirped, and the sound shook for nine days. How many years, under the ghost gate abyss, I am getting old day by day, and I can't wake up all year round, for fear of consuming Shouyuan, not to mention casting witchcraft, I don't even dare to fly, I don't dare to scream. It finally waited for this day, this day, the upper realm of the fire qi continued to pour in, washing the old body, injecting the vitality of youth, it can finally squander it unscrupulously, with such a fierce witchcraft, the nine-headed bird is back!

According to the sun and the sky, the divine bird does not die!

The opportunity to escape was fleeting, Shi Chuandeng could only ask for more blessings, he urged the sword of Dingshen, and used the magic power of "candle yin blowing", but where could he stop the catastrophe that fell from the sky, and was washed by magma, and even the sword turned into ashes.

Jiang Yongshou shouted, gritted his teeth, shook his head, and a layer of cyan scales appeared around his body, similar to armor, his face was transformed into a dragon, his ten fingers turned into sharp claws, dragging a thick tail, holding Pan Yun in his arms, arching his back to face the rolling magma.

The dragon scales are red and black, sizzling, melting in the magma piece by piece, Jiang Yongshou regardless of the power of the bloodline, layer after layer of scales emerge from under the skin, Rao is his cultivation of Xiaoyue has been successful, and his body is far stronger than before, but he can't bear it at this time, and after just a few breaths, he spits blood in his mouth, and the pain is unbearable.

But no matter what, he protected Pan Yun to the death, preventing her from being contaminated with half a drop of magma.

Wei Qiqi urged the five-color divine light sickle, the five divine lights of green, yellow, red, black, and white came and went, and the magma hung upside down like a heavenly river, but he couldn't break the divine light, he counted silently in his heart, and after about ten breaths, the nine-headed bird finally screamed and put away the demon magic.

It was bathed in the brilliant sunset, flapping its wings comfortably, circling around the sky above Yinliang Peak, looking down, but seeing that those Kunlun sword cultivators were still alive, it couldn't help but snort, a little stupid. After all, it's old and useless? Can't even kill a few small insects with the "Shine on the Sun and the Sky Tribulation"?

The "little worm" in the eyes of the nine-headed bird took refuge in the col of Yinliang Peak, Liu Que Yang begged for help, Guan and Jiang were hit hard one after another, and they were still able to fight, leaving only Situ Kong, Wei XVII, and Pan Yun.

The fire qilin strode forward and shouted: "I have been lying under the abyss for many days, and the birds have faded out of my mouth, and they are all eating in my mouth, where to go!"

Wei Qiqi immediately made a decision and said, "You go first, I'll break later!" As he spoke, he swung the five-colored divine light sickle to intercept the fire qilin.

Situ Kong sighed, if he left a battle, he would not be able to take care of Guan and Jiang, Jiang Yongshou would be fine, not my race, and he would die if he died, but Guan Canghai was different, his cultivation was personally instructed by Situ Kong, named Disciple Sun, but in fact, he was a disciple, in case there were three long and two short, I couldn't bear it. After hesitating for a moment, he had to find a hidden place to settle down in Guan Canghai before making plans.

Pan Yun picked up Jiang Yongshou and followed without hesitation, turned around and ignored it, leaving Wei Qiyi alone to block the two big demons.

The fire qilin twitched his nose, a little surprised, "Hey, the smell on your body...... No, it's weird!"

Wei Qiqi abandoned the flying sickle, exerted his strength in his waist and abdomen, snorted, rushed forward, and hit it with a heavy shoulder. The fire unicorn laughed wildly: "Interesting, come on, come on, compare your strength!" He put away the flames around him, not dodging or dodging, but also hitting his shoulders, without any intention of life and death, just as a fun game.

Wei Qiqi urged the demon yuan, suddenly cast a ghost shadow step, avoiding the fire qilin's shoulder, and hit him under the armpit with force, the power was unusually great, the fire qilin was cold and unguarded, half of his body was sore, and his body flew out obliquely.

"Good boy, you ***, cheat!" the man was in the air, and he was still laughing and shouting.

Wei Qiqi's calculation was extremely accurate, and without waiting for the fire unicorn to land, he rushed forward, and the five-colored divine light sickle swung, and the silver mangs skyrocketed, cutting the void, like ripples, like giant nets, like ocean tides.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the fire unicorn shouted angrily, and then its true body appeared, such as a dragon's head, antlers, lion's eyes, a tiger's back, a bear's waist, snake scales, horses' hooves, a pig's tail, and a foot in the flames.