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"It's said that the little devil is hard to deal with, go quickly, don't entangle with these pterosaurs!" Liang Bing walked away, fast, as if shrinking to an inch.

It's no wonder that Liang Bing didn't want to get entangled with pterosaurs. It was because there were more pterosaurs, and the mere slaughter didn't make much sense, and it only added trouble.

Wang Dali followed closely, and his pace was not slow.

Tang Ling unexpectedly moved faster than Wang Dali.

It turned out that Tang Ling practiced martial arts on weekdays, and also cultivated the method of lightly lifting and lifting. She has the ability of swallows to copy water three times and Dengping to cross water. Now that she has entered the realm of Baodan, she is more comfortable with lifting and lifting.

Tang Ling vaguely discovered that she should be able to walk on the water.

If you want to walk on the water, you need to break through and transform your energy to the level of your feet. This is no longer what Huajin can do. You must hold the pill realm, qi and blood circulate at will, and strength is everywhere.

Poor Wang Dali is a half-way monk, and he has not learned the technique of lifting and vertical movement. Where is the ability to go through the water? Therefore, she could only run with brute force, following Tang Ling's back.

"Click"

Another trial thunder rushed into the sky, a dozen pterosaurs screamed, and fell down, some of them turned black.

The strength of Angel Liangbing is evident from this.

After being entangled a dozen times in this way, the three of them ran for more than a dozen miles in one breath, with speed like an arrow from the string.

The pterosaur quacked, knowing that he was afraid, and gradually gave up the three of them.

Tang Ling turned her head and saw that the pterosaurs in the sky gradually dispersed, and she couldn't help but sighed, "Fortunately, the pterosaurs have retreated because of difficulties!"

"Well, these beasts also have brains!"

Liang Bing came down to a long gentle slope, where an ancient Greek Artemis-style palace was quietly located. Only half of the palace remained, with broken walls everywhere.

Various beautiful flowers grow around the palace, setting off the palace extremely beautiful.

"It's so beautiful, a dilapidated palace also looks beautiful and pleasing to the eye!" Tang Ling looked at the palace, but she didn't want to look away.

"Only incompleteness is beautiful, especially the architecture. Incompleteness reflects the profound history. If it is brand new, it lacks the unique charm and the baptism of time!"

Standing in front of the palace, Wang Dali was quite moved.

"This is my palace. It came back that year and I lived here!" Liang Bing suddenly said, his eyes showing nostalgia.

"What, it turned out to be your palace?"

Wang Dali was shocked, "It seems that you have been away for too long, and even your palace is broken like this!"

"This shouldn't be!"

Liang Bing shook his head and said categorically: "It stands to reason that our angel civilization has unique rules throughout the universe, and the buildings in them are rarely damaged. But here, it happens to be very degenerate. I have traveled through the universe for hundreds of millions. Light years, there are still not many sights like this!"

"Sister Liangbing, can you guess what happened?" Tang Ling said.

"It's hard to say, I hope it won't be like I thought, otherwise, we will be in big trouble!" Liang Bing looked solemn.

When everyone was silent, behind a piece of debris, a fiery red rooster jumped out. This rooster was one and five meters tall, very strong, with fiery red feathers and three legs under his feet.

"Fuck, this rooster actually has three legs?" Wang Vigorously rubbed his eyes and looked again. He was dumbfounded. Damn it, he was right. It was indeed three legs.

"Three-legged Golden Crow?" Tang Ling was also stunned for a moment, couldn't help but stunned.

Before the live video, the Chinese were all confused.

A three-legged chicken, or a bird? The whole body is red as fire, what is this? Isn't this the golden crow in the legend?

Damn, Dafa, I really met a legendary fetish!

"It's a three-legged golden crow—"

"Brother Dali, grab it—"

"Slice Research—"

"It's a little excited, the three-legged Golden Crow is like a bear? The gap is a bit big—"

"This baby wants to be quiet—"

The audience is confused, the three-legged golden crow is a legendary thing, if it is brought into reality, is it too daunting? It is indeed a bit of a violation.

This unscientific!

Is this just the prototype of the legend? !

"What kind of three-legged golden crow, you think it is a myth, these are three-legged birds, nothing more, don't deify them, they are not that godly!"

Liang Bing feels funny. Although Wang Dali and Tang Ling are already extraordinary, they haven't had time to change their mortal consciousness.

"In the legend, the three-legged bird is only the golden crow. According to legend, in ancient times, the golden crow came in the sky on the tenth day!" Wang Dali took a deep breath.

"You said it yourself, it's a legend, legendary things, can you believe it?!"

Liang Bing suddenly thought of something and smiled: "Yes, by the way, this three-legged bird was made by the creators of the solar civilization. You should have heard that the solar civilization once engaged in a genetic engineering project to create gods. Created a lot of weird creatures, multi-headed dogs, double-headed snakes, etc., it seems not strange to make a three-legged bird, right?"

Wang Dali was stunned.

"It turned out to be so, I thought I saw the legendary bird!" Wang Dali walked to the three-legged bird and watched it carefully.

The three-legged bird stared at Wang Dali curiously for a while, then suddenly croaked, "Fool-"

"Fuck, it scolds me for a stupid?!" Wang Dali stunned.

"Yes, it is still a bit wise. The parrot can still learn to speak, but it is not surprising that it can speak human words!" Liang Bing laughed.

"Stupid, idiot, idiot"

The three-legged bird proudly stretched its fiery red wings, spread its wings and flew, ready to fly away.

The audience saw this scene, collectively confused, and then burst into laughter.

"Brother Dali is stupid—"

"Brother Dali was scolded by a silly bird, he laughed so hard at this baby—"

"Clever three-legged bird, I really want one to keep—"

"Damn, I want to leave after scolding someone, let me down!" Wang Dali was also annoyed, and when he stretched out his hand, he immediately grabbed one of the three-legged bird's feet to prevent it from flying away.

"Let go, idiot, let go, idiot"

The three-legged bird was struggling, flapping its wings, and struggling in the air. After a while, the feathers on her body began to emit red flames, and the flames burned into Wang Dali's hands, feeling warm and sunny.