Seeing that Ji Taifeng wanted to save the gull, how could he get his wish, it hissed, and its huge body rose high and pounced on Ji Taifeng.

All the changes happened in an instant, and Ji Taifeng was not given time to deal with it at all, in a hurry, he rolled to avoid the attack of the evil snake, and then threw the blue ball of light in his hand towards the gull. The reason why he didn't die was because of this little ball, but Ouwa couldn't die, and promised the old patriarch that as long as he didn't die, he had to do it. Ji Taifeng has lost the old patriarch and Haisheng, and he can no longer watch the tragic death of the gull.

The blue ball slammed into the gull's body, and in an instant, it turned into a ball of blue light, wrapping the gull's whole body. The light then changed from large to small, from faint to thick, and finally condensed into a small blue ball and fell into the magma. This time it seemed to be even more powerful, and the blue light it emitted quickly spread around it, solidifying the billowing molten into black rock. In an instant, the whole land became dark.

But Ji Taifeng was not happy at all, because the gull baby disappeared and disappeared with the blue light. He rushed forward in grief, grabbed the blue ball of light, and tried with all his strength to crush it.

The giant snake was also frightened by the changes in front of him, and he roared again and pounced on Ji Taifeng, as if he wanted to snatch the blue ball of light.

"Beast, here you go!" Ji Taifeng hated the evil snake, and he also hated the small ball, he held the ball tightly and smashed it into the giant snake with all his strength.

The moment the blue ball collided with the giant snake, it flashed dazzling light again, and the blood from the giant snake's mouth spurted straight out, and it fell far into the sea like a kite with a broken string.

"Chirp chirp—" A crisp birdsong rang out.

The small blue ball suddenly burst in the air with the impact, and a small blue bird about three inches in size fluttered its feathers and chirped.

This small round ball in the shape of a blue ping-pong ball is really a bird's egg? But what about the gull? Was it swallowed or refined by this bird's egg?

Ji Taifeng was shocked and angry, he didn't care about the giant snake, and rushed up to catch the bird.

"Brother Ji, it's me, it's me!" Ouwa's familiar voice came, and Ji Taifeng was confused for a few seconds before realizing that it was actually the little bird who was speaking.

"Ouwa, where are you, why can't I see you?" Ji Taifeng wanted to cry sadly, Ouwa is now his only relative, how could he turn into a little bird, it's like a dream.

The little bird flew to Ji Taifeng's palm with a "boom", blinking at him with a pair of clear little eyes. The little bird was fluffy lying in the palm of his hand, and his whole body was round, showing a glass-like transparent cyan. A crest of birds is cocked in the center of the head, which looks smart and beautiful, and the long tail keeps shaking, as if beckoning happily to Ji Taifeng.

"Brother Ji, I'm a gull baby, I'm a Qingluan bird now, you can call me a green baby!" The little blue bird's voice was very pleasant, but it was indeed the voice of the gull baby.

Ji Taifeng held the little blue bird, and the indescribable taste in his heart was churning. The world is so magical, there are real dragons, there are divine birds, should we be happy or sad, or should we be afraid and timid?

"Roar-" The evil snake didn't give Ji Taifeng a moment to rest, roared and rolled and jumped from the sea.

Without weapons, without clansmen, without Haisheng, and even the gull babies turned into Qingluan, what could Ji Taifeng do to fight the giant snake? Without man-portable missiles, the sniper rifle in his hand could not cause damage to the giant snake at all, and there were still a few grenades hanging from his waist, and it seemed that it was difficult to hurt the hard armor of the giant snake.

"Brother Ji, this beast is a dragon clan, but it has not yet been cultivated and formed, so it is not invulnerable. Fortunately, the Yanlong just now has left, otherwise we would be in a catastrophe today!" the little blue bird jumped on Ji Taifeng's shoulder and said crisply in his ear.

"How did you know?" Ji Taifeng was very strange, although Ouwa was smart and clever, she didn't know much, she was just a wild girl on the island.

"I don't know how I know, anyway, now I know, maybe I received Qingluan's divine knowledge after I turned into Qingluan, right?" Qingluan said, and before Ji Taifeng could digest her words, he rushed towards the giant snake like a sharp arrow.

What kind of divine bird is Qingluan? Ji Taifeng didn't have time to think about it, because Qingluan and the giant snake were already fighting fiercely together. Don't look at Qingluan's small size, but in the face of the giant snake thousands of times larger than her, she is not afraid, dives and pecks again and again, and tears off a scale from the giant snake every time.

Ji Taifeng held a sniper rifle and watched the battle between the evil snake and Qingluan from a distance, and seemed unable to provide any help to Qingluan. However, since the evil snake is called a dragon, it should also belong to a kind of dragon family, and it is said that the dragon also has a weakness, which is an inverted scale under its neck. Touching this scaly dragon is in excruciating pain, and the heart of the dragon is covered under the scales. Therefore, the reverse scale is not only the place where the dragon clan will never allow others to touch, but also the fatal point of the dragon clan.

The place where the dragon was pecked off by the green luan was bloodstained, but the dragon's body was several feet long and thick as eucalyptus, and a small injury could not have a fatal effect on it. It's Qingluan, who seems to be physically exhausted after a long period of entanglement. If the battle continues, the balance of victory and defeat will inevitably tilt in favor of the dragon.

Ji Taifeng can also be regarded as a sharpshooter in the army, with superb archery skills and no missed bullets. He held a sniper rifle from a distance, and his scope kept looking for the dragon's scales. Qingluan also knew the characteristics of the sniper rifle, so she deliberately drew Ji Taifeng under the belly of the dragon in the grappling.

"Bang!", Ji Taifeng found an opportunity and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Huh-" A huge blood hole instantly appeared under the dragon's chest and neck, and the stinking dragon's blood spurted out like a column of water.

The power of the sniper rifle is so great that even the dragons cannot bear it. But the serious injury angered the dragon, it actually dropped Qingluan, and rushed towards Ji Taifeng quickly, hatred made it forget the pain, and only wanted to crush the enemy to pieces.

Qingluan can entangle the dragon, but in the face of the raging dragon, she can't stop it.

"Brother Ji, run away!" Qingluan screamed as he attacked the dragon violently again.

Where can you escape? Goyu Mountain has become a ruin, and the vast ocean around it is no longer conquerable by manpower. Ji Taifeng did not escape, his mind is very calm now, he has never been a coward who is afraid of death. Moreover, the only gull baby that I am concerned about now has disappeared, but at least she is still alive, and she has turned into a divine bird. It is believed that even if Qingluan is not the opponent of the dragon, he will be able to escape smoothly. Now he felt that after he died, he could face the old patriarch and Haisheng.

If the sniper rifle can't hit the dragon's scales, it won't do anything to it. Looking at the dragon's bloody mouth, he smiled, the grenade in his hand could pull off the fuse at any time, and when the dragon swallowed him in one bite, it was when the bomb exploded.

"Don't-" Ouwa cried bitterly, she knew what Ji Taifeng wanted to do.

"Beast, don't stop ......" A buzzing chant sounded in the sky, as if the gods were singing, and then a deep and melodious voice sounded, and the whole world instantly seemed to be bathed in holy light.

"Moo-" The dragon wailed unwillingly, but stopped his body, and after a roll, he ignored Ji Taifeng and Qingluan, and drowned in the surging sea.

Qingluan quickly jumped onto Ji Taifeng's shoulder, and whispered happily: "Brother Ji, look, the immortal chief of the Penglai Immortal Sect is here." ”

Ji Taifeng looked up, and a large peng in the sky slowly descended from the sky and stayed above his head. Dapeng spreads his wings for dozens of feet, his whole body is shining with golden light, and a pair of proud eyes are shining, and he seems to have the momentum of looking at the world. On the back of Dapeng stood a scribe, dressed in fluttering green clothes, with a sword at his waist, handsome and extraordinary, with black silk on his head, swaying gently in the breeze.

"Where is the Hook Fish Mountain below?" the scribe stood high in the sky, unable to see his face, but his words were inquiring, but there was not the slightest hint of gentleness.

"Exactly!" The old patriarch and the others had great reverence for the Penglai Immortal Sect, and even Ji Taifeng didn't dare to have a trace of contempt after listening to it for a long time, and he couldn't help but whisper in response.

"So, let me go!" the scribe said, Dapeng flapped his wings, and a sweeping wind rushed straight towards Ji Taifeng, and before he even understood what was happening, his whole person was swept onto Dapeng's back and fell heavily.

"Thank you Immortal Elder for saving your life!" Ji Taifeng never understood why the old patriarch wanted to worship him, but now that he was shocked by the scribe's spell for the rest of his life, he was almost about to bow down in front of the scribe.

"Huh, Qingluan is reborn?" the scribe ignored Ji Taifeng, and instead mentioned the little blue bird.

Ji Taifeng wanted to look up to see the scribe's face clearly, but found that he couldn't see clearly anyway. Qingluan "chirped" twice, seemed to be a little afraid of the scribe, and got into Ji Taifeng's pocket.

"If the Immortal Elder had come half a day earlier, the people of this Goyu Mountain would have been spared poison!" Ji Taifeng muttered, with sadness and pain, but also the slightest hint of blame.

"Hmph! I saved you at the behest of the Master. As for those despicable people, what a pity to die, they are not worthy of me to save them!" This scribe was dressed with a sword and had an elegant demeanor, but he did not expect to be so conceited and narrow-minded.

Ji Taifeng originally saw that the scribe was extraordinary, and he had a good impression, but he didn't expect this person to be so disdainful of the clansmen of Gouyu Mountain. Thinking of the tragic death of the clansmen, thinking of the generosity of the old patriarch, and thinking of the heroic and friendly love of Haisheng, Ji Taifeng suddenly seemed to break free from the shackles and stood up upright with difficulty.

"I am also a despicable little man in Gooyu Mountain, and I am not worthy of the rescue of the immortal chief, thank you for your kindness. Ji Taifeng said, stepped forward, and jumped off Dapeng's back without hesitation.