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The three-legged bird cursed, and when its wings flapped, it released flames.

When Wang Dali was burnt by the flame, not only did he not feel hot, but he felt warm and very comfortable.

It turns out that the king vigorously cultivated the Sun Golden Sutra and the Undead Black Sutra. His body was a solar body, and he was naturally not afraid of flames, even the flames of three-legged birds.

"Youkai, youkai--"

The three-legged bird turned his head to see that Wang Dali was unharmed, and suddenly screamed.

This scene is almost a dead end!

Isn’t it strange that a monster calls people a monster?

When the audience saw this scene, they burst into laughter. Damn it, the three-legged bird is extinct. If you don't want to be a spicy chicken clown, it's a curse.

Tang Ling was shocked when she saw Wang Dali's arm catching fire.

"Don't go, you don't want to die!"

Angel Liangbing immediately grabbed Tang Ling and explained: "The flame of the three-legged bird is not a mortal fire, but the fire of the Xuanyang in the three suns. If you are a mortal body, if you are burned by it, you will definitely be burned. dead!"

"Isn't that Dali brother dangerous?" Tang Ling was stunned.

"Don't worry, the fire of the sun can't help him, let alone the fire of Xuanyang, just watch it with peace of mind!" Liang Bing said.

"All right!"

Tang Ling stopped moving, An Xin watched from the side.

Looking at the three-legged bird, he couldn't help the king, so he immediately turned his head and bit the king's arm.

Wang Dali ate the pain and immediately let go.

The three-legged bird fell on the ground, ran a few steps, and wanted to fly.

Wang Dali rushed forward, and swooped the three-legged bird under him and started to catch it.

"You stupid bird, dare you scold me?" Wang Dali began to compete with the three-legged bird, and shook the three-legged bird's neck violently.

"Stop calling, stop calling!"

"Then you say, who is the stupid bird?" Wang Dali was proud.

"I am, I am, let go, let go!" Three-legged bird immediately behaved and admitted his mistake.

"Counting you are acquainted, otherwise you will have to strip your hair out, roast and eat!" Wang Dali was satisfied, this slack, the three-legged bird kicked one foot, hit the door of Wang Dali's face, and then flew up on display. Seeing to escape.

At this very moment, a white chain flew up and put it around the neck of the three-legged bird, and one end of the chain was being held in Angel Liangbing's hand.

"Hehe, silly bird, can you run away?" Liangbing gloated.

The "bad angel, bad angel" three-legged bird flew with great force, but when the chain was pulled, it fell to the ground and fell into embarrassment.

"That's amazing, Sister Liang Bing, where did your chain come from? You can actually lock it?" Tang Ling was surprised, never knowing what chain Liang Bing had before.

Liang Bing was proud, laughed, and said, "Don't underestimate this chain. This is the sacred energy of the sacred angel. It is tougher than carbon fiber. This silly bird can't get rid of it!"

Wang Dali was relieved.

"Good method, how does the condensed chain work? Can I learn it?" Wang Dali was fierce.

"Your mental strength seems to be worse. If you want to condense such a chain, your brain does not have enough calculations. First, calculate and build a model in your mind, and then shape your energy. Just the first few steps can make your brain behave. machine!"

Liang Bing pointed to his forehead and took a look at Wang Dali. Wang Dali now has a few kilograms and a few taels. She is completely aware that this is the power of the angel's insight.

Wang Dali was stunned.

For Liangbing, the method of refining the chain has already been pointed out, and it seems that it is not too difficult.

Wang Dali closed his eyes, opened them quickly, and flipped his hand. A cloud of sun fire was condensed on the palm of his hand, and the sun's fire suddenly changed and condensed, forming the appearance of a chain.

The chain was quickly condensed and fabricated, and immediately condensed more than a foot.

"Good comprehension!" Liang Bing was surprised.

Tang Ling was stunned, only looking at the chains slowly condensing in Wang Dali's hands. This was a miracle, it seemed to be out of nothing.

But the essence is not like this, Wang Dali is now using the fire of the sun to refine chains!

"Is this still martial arts?"

The audience was amazed, and at Tianjin Jingwumen, Huo Xiaoling stared at Wang Dali in the video and muttered: "Sure enough, this is not martial arts, but supernatural powers!"

Just when everyone was amazed, the slowly condensed chains couldn't be controlled, and they suddenly broke apart.

Wang Dali hugged his head, feeling a lot of pain: "I rely on it, I really don't have enough strength, my head hurts so much, I almost became an idiot!"

"You really thought I was joking, but you know the essentials, it's just a matter of skill and heat!" Liang Bing triumphed and pulled the three-legged bird.

"Let go, let go, bad angel, bad angel" the three-legged bird yelled.

"Silly bird, do you remember me?" Liang Bing said to the three-legged bird.

The three-legged bird looked at Liang Bing curiously, thinking for a long time, wondering, it took a long time before it jumped up and shouted, "Angel, angel, birdman, birdman——"

"This silly bird is still such a cheap mouth, it's really unchangeable!" Liang Bing immediately rubbed his temples in distress.

"Sister Liangbing, have you seen it before?"

Tang Ling was a little surprised. As far as she knew, Angel Liangbing hadn't been to the earth for thousands of years. If that was the case, the silly bird in front of her would have lived for a long time and could become a monster.

"I have seen it. It was when many civilizations went to war against the sun civilization. This stupid bird was lucky enough to be brought here by us. Unexpectedly, after so many years, it is still here because of its smelly mouth. , I was almost killed and roasted and ate it back then, but I was merciful and let it go alive!" Liang Bing sighed.

"Fuck, this stupid bird has lived for so long, hasn't become a monster?" Wang Dali was startled.

Liang Bing glared fiercely, then laughed and scolded, "You are a monster, don't you say that you are a fairy for Mao?"

"Fairies, monsters? Haha, the same, all the same, not all high-level beings, and it's not surprising to live longer!" Wang Dali hurriedly rushed into the mud.

"Counting you are acquainted, wait for you to live a thousand or eight hundred years that day, do you still call yourself a monster?" Liang Bing rolled his eyes.

"How can I, no matter how long I live, I will still be a human, or be called an immortal, a god-man, and I can do it all!" Wang Dali was quite speechless. Whenever he can really live forever, then Amitabha Buddha, where does he care? Are people a demon?