Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Land of the Imprisoned Gods
Haozhuang's swift pilot's flying sword flew towards the place where the sound originated.
The three-legged white bird pulled its claws out of the body of a fiery red bird, but a bloody hole was pecked out of its back by a blue bird.
It let out a long, terrible cry, but immediately flapped its wings and flapped the blue bird away.
The blue bird let out a high-pitched and mournful cry, and then its wings fluttered, and an ice-blue mist came towards the three-legged white bird.
Where the mist filled the air, even the air formed ice crystals.
The white bird also flipped its wings, and the sunlight of the sky shone on its body, but it was like a reflection, and it went towards the ice mist, and before the mist of the blue bird could spread to the white bird, it was melted by the reflected light.
"Is this the Ice Bird?"
The speed of this blue alien bird is not as fast as that of the fiery red alien bird, Haozhuang glanced at its appearance, and then recalled in his mind the alien beasts of the continent that he had heard Haotian talk about.
The speed of this Xuanbing Bird is not fast, but it is born with the ability to manipulate the ice fog, and the adult Xuanbing Bird has the strength of a master at the peak of true martial arts.
But after all, the three-legged white bird is a species bred from the Taiyin, and it is born noble, and it is not weaker than the phoenix.
It is born with the power of the moon, which purifies evil and darkness, but it is also able to harness the power of the sun, just as the moon reflects the sun.
The Xuanbing Bird didn't last long, and it couldn't move its wings anymore, and it was a little sad and angry, but it still couldn't change its fate.
The three-legged white bird turned into a white rainbow and disappeared in an instant, and when its figure resurfaced, it had already pressed the ice bird under its grasp.
The bodies of the two alien birds kept falling towards the ground, and finally only a loud "boom" was heard. The body of the Ice Bird slammed heavily on the ground, and the three-legged white bird pecked at its head, and a blue diamond-shaped crystal was pecked into its abdomen.
It let out a long cry with some cheerfulness, and then flapped its wings and flew towards Haozhuang.
Its body shrank rapidly in mid-air, and finally turned into a palm-sized bird and landed on Haozhuang's shoulder.
Turning his head to look at the wound on its back that was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Haozhuang breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Just give them to me, why should you be reckless?"
As soon as his words fell, he suddenly did not wrinkle, and the sword in his hand swung towards the jungle, and a golden sword instantly pierced the sky.
With a loud "boom", an emerald green long snake was slashed by Haozhuang in mid-air.
It continued to shoot towards Haozhuang without stopping.
"This guy actually chased here?" Haozhuang's heart was not flustered, and when he was about to cut out the second sword, the white shadow suddenly flew out.
The body of the three-legged white bird instantly turned into the size of dozens of zhang, facing the long snake, pecking at the beak, and before the long snake could react, it pecked through its seven inches, and swallowed the snake gall into its belly.
Haozhuang looked at the three-legged white bird dancing in the air with a proud face, and a strange warmth was slightly born in his heart.
All along, it was Haozhuang who was holding a sword to protect others, and now, there is finally a person who is guarding his side and silently protecting himself?
Chang Li's appearance appeared in his mind, and the tears she left when she took away her Golden Crow Martial Soul came to his mind. Remembered it with its own bits and pieces. He was so weak back then.
Haozhuang's face flushed, and it was a long time before he was awakened by the white bird's light touch on his head. He glanced at her and muttered, "Think about it earlier, Chang Li, I have a lot to tell you!"
After speaking, he reached out and touched the three-legged white bird that listened to his words, revealing a confused expression.
Hao Zhuang's figure once again looked towards the position of the emerald green divine soldier before, and he hesitated a little, but finally slowly stepped forward and put away the sword.
The purple phantom really appeared, but Haozhuang, who had been prepared for a long time, instantly used the Thousand Sword Martial Spirit to weave a sword net, and directly enveloped the purple phantom in it.
"Squeak" was a purple mouse, it was only the size of a palm, and a pair of rat eyes were full of anxiety.
Haozhuang did not hesitate to thrust the purple long sword that he had just obtained into the ground, and a stream of red blood instantly emerged from the ground.
"Sure enough, the vine is also a strange beast. ”
Haozhuang didn't think much about it anymore, when he reached out and pulled the emerald green sword from the ground.
But at this moment, an ancient voice suddenly sounded.
"Humans, how many years have it been, and this place has finally appeared with humans again, haha!"
An ancient tree slowly emerged from the ground, and a kind face grew on its trunk.
Haozhuang's brows furrowed, and he looked at it with some vigilance. He instinctively felt a powerful force from which big tree was enough to pose a great threat to him.
Haozhuang immediately did not hesitate to control the flying sword and wanted to leave, but he didn't want to be crazy in the underground, one after another tree vines appeared, their speed was extremely fast, and in just a moment, all the retreats of Haozhuang, including the sky, were blocked.
His brows furrowed, and the sword in his hand slashed towards the root of the tree, but he only heard the sound of gold and iron resonating, and his sword could not hurt the root of the tree at all.
A trace of solemnity appeared in Haozhuang's complexion, and he immediately gritted his teeth and shouted "Qianyi", as soon as the words fell, countless flying swords instantly appeared in front of him, and finally formed a golden long sword.
He slashed at the root of the tree, and after a moment, he exclaimed, "How is this possible?"
"Hahahaha, Terran boy, don't bother, these are all my doppelgangers, all of them have divinity, and they can't be cut off by your so-called divine weapons"
The face of the person on the ancient tree showed a human smile, and there was a hint of smugness in his voice.
At the same time, in front of the entrance portal of the Sword Sect's secret realm, a man in a black robe suddenly appeared. Looking at the tall portal, a slight flush appeared on his face.
Licking his bright red lips, Chi Guoguo's desire emerged from his eyes. "Hahaha, I've been waiting for hundreds of years, and finally, I've finally waited for this day. The land of the imprisoned gods has finally been restarted, and my Emperor Daotian is finally going to break the shackles of fate and lead to the realm of immortality, hahahaha" (To be continued.) )