Thunder Martial

Peng birds are at high altitude, constantly monitoring the purple scorpion, taking advantage of the strength of the innate realm, and swooping down, claws, sharp mouths, is their most sharp weapon, constantly harassing the purple.

Zi Yan is not bothered, but there is no way, this Peng bird is strong, a black feather is like a cold iron, even if it is purple, want to hurt the other side, it will take a lot of effort.

"You must kill the Peng bird."

The purple eyes flashed in the eyes, and a short beak was held in the hand. This is a congenital weapon. The purple cicada was taken from the black man. The quality is very good. He punched the ordinary congenital weapon and he did not break it. Suddenly grabbed it.

After half an hour, Zi Yan saw a dense forest, and he entered, and his body disappeared.

"expensive!"

The Peng bird swooped down and a huge air wave appeared. The forest below swayed to the sides for a moment, revealing the ground below.

There was no space underneath, and there was no trace of humanity. There was a doubt in the cold eyes of Peng Bird. The shape of the submerged slammed suddenly, and between the wings, it stopped in the forest, close to the treetops of the trees, and the branches and leaves. Dance and pour towards both sides.

It does not understand why humans have disappeared.

"Hey!"

At this time, from the side of the dense side of the dense forest, suddenly rushed out of a figure, the other side of the body of silver, like lightning, in the treetops, borrowed a force, and instantly jumped to the back of the Peng bird.

When the change occurred, the Peng bird suddenly burst into amazement and screamed, and the wings were afraid to fight, and they would have to vacate.

The purple scorpion holds a short scorpion, and a silver light suddenly flashes. The short scorpion directly penetrates the back of the Peng bird, and the stalk enters, followed by a blood line lasing.

Peng bird suffered from pain, his body trembled, and he almost turned the purple scorpion down.

"Puff puff!"

The purple scorpion lightning-like shot, the **** bloom on the short scorpion, the Peng bird has a few more mouths, like a fountain, blood mad.

Peng birds whispered in the air, shaking their bodies, to smash the purple scorpion, flapping the wings, roaring.

Zi Yan is sullen, his eyes are full of killing, and he catches the black feathers like the steel. The short squats are constantly attacking, and the blood is splashed. Usually, this black feather is the biggest reliance of Peng birds, but today It has become an Achilles heel, and no matter how hard it is, it can't get rid of the purple.

"expensive!"

The other three Peng birds discovered the uncomfortable companions, and swooped toward the purple scorpion, sticking out sharp claws and grabbing them toward the purple scorpion's head.

Three Peng birds cover the sky, at this time attacking the purple scorpion, the wings flapping, the wind blowing up, plus the birds under the body constantly tremble, the shape of the purple scorpion has been unstable.

At the foot of the foot, the silver light flashed, and he stepped back and forth, avoiding the attack of three Peng birds. When the purple scorpion retreats from the back of the bird to the neck of the cock, the body suddenly flashes, and it is below the neck of the bird. One arm is dead and the neck of the bird is licking, and the other hand is short. Cold light, stabbed to the neck of the Peng bird.

"Puff puff!"

In the blink of an eye, the purple scorpion smashed three times, the sharp blade pierced the black feather, and the Peng bird had three more holes on the neck, and the blood was sprayed on the purple scorpion. At this time, the body of the sable is all under the neck of the Peng bird, showing a dead angle. The other three Peng birds are too big to attack the sable, and they can only make unsuccessful screams.

"Hurry to chase the past."

"This **** guy, even dare to play Peng Peng's idea, is simply looking for death."

The anger of the black man has already appeared below.

"Puff puff!"

The purple cicada is full of blood, and it is even three times. The wing of the Peng bird is as hard as the cold iron. It is a weapon and a strong body. The purple cicada is also a shock to the wrist. At the same time, the attack is consumed a lot. After several consecutive attacks, the infuriating has already consumed most of it.

The returning gas hidden under the tip of the tongue, the blood mixed with the Peng bird was swallowed by the purple scorpion, and the steady stream of true gas began to recover.

"Give me down." Too much blood loss, Peng's body has been unstable, suddenly left and right, has been unable to maintain balance, Zi Yan is afraid of the other side planted, screamed, one hand tightening the neck of the Peng bird, another The short beaks in the hands did not stop, and they attacked each other as much as they could.

Peng birds suffer from pain, do not compromise, send out despair and scream, and the wings are shaken, and they are vacated. The innate realm has the same wisdom as the giant python. When life is dying, it is flying with purple eyes, obviously I want to take the purple scorpion and die together.

"Go down, go down, you are a dead bird, a good heart!" The purple cicada shot is more fierce, the silver light is constantly flashing, even the neck of the Peng Peng bird, after dozens of attacks, the entire neck is about to fall, already There is only one layer of skin left.

The three Peng birds next to them were anxious, and they screamed again and again, but they could not attack the purple sable, and they could only look at it.

The blood flies, the Peng bird screams and screams, the shape of the air is swaying, and after the purple scorpion has shot a few times, the Peng bird finally falls, falling down to the bottom, the wings open, slanting and flying, and the speed is very fast. .

"Peng!"

Huge body shape, squatting in the jungle, the leaves squeaking loudly, the big trees are bent, the purple scorpion is also used to fall to the ground, the slamming, the purple scorpion landing, bloody, shocking shock him Some dizzy, the body swayed.

Shaking his head and avoiding the attack of the other three Peng birds, Zi Zi once again raised his breath and began to escape. As for the Peng bird, it was dying and his life was dying.

The speed of the black people is very fast, and everyone is innate. However, when the speed is chasing, the purple dragonfly has disappeared. There are still three Peng birds in the sky, and they whisper again and again, although they lock the direction of the purple eyes. But this time, I dare not squat down, just in the air.

"Is this guy a monster? The real thing is that even the Peng birds are killed."

"This is Peng Peng, it is so dead."

"The bird defense is so strong that it is dead. This guy is really extraordinary. I see things that are likely to be on him."

"Follow, grab him anyway."

The black man chased after him, and there was a letter from the top of the bird. They were able to accurately lock the position of the purple.

Two days later, the people once again caught up with the purple scorpion, and there was a fierce battle. When all the black people gathered, the sable had fled with a serious wound, and another black man was seriously injured and was in danger.

"He is not a human being. He is a monster. He is completely defensive. He finds a person to fight in the dead."

"I have never seen such a monster. It is ten layers of infuriating, but the body is powerful and terrible. If you don't do your best, you can't give the other party fatal damage."

Several black people who fought with the purple scorpion have hardships. For the singularity of the sable, they saw it for the first time, but they killed their lives, but they were surprised by the lives of the people. People have a life.

The Peng bird was flying at high altitude, and the cold eyes were full of coldness. After the purple cicada killed a Peng bird, they did not dare to attack the purple cicada in the past two days. After seeing his serious injury, his mind was active. Once again, he swooped down and attacked the sable and harassed the other.

In the heart, the constant flow of energy, the purple scorpion, as it was two days ago, rushed into the jungle, hiding the body shape, and then rushed to the back of the Peng bird.

After a quarter of an hour, the purple scented away, and the three Peng birds still had two.

"Ah, **** guy, killing another Peng bird."

"Catch him, he must kill him, and then feed the Peng bird."

Seeing the body of the Peng bird on the ground, the black man is stunned. This is a Peng bird, a flying pet. It is very precious. There are not many in Wuzong, but it is killed by the purple scorpion. It is not easy to explain after returning. .

"Tell the bunch of stupid birds, don't go to die, this kid is weird, **** this world, the real atmosphere is so rampant."

Black people bite their teeth and chase again...

This area, many jungles, mountains, few people smoke, purple scorpion in the forest for five days, the return of Dan consumes dozens, and finally completely get rid of the pursuit of black people.

After flying for half a day, Zi Yan finally walked out of the mountains and saw a town.

The purple cicada is full of blood, and the face is also black. The black clothes are crumpled. In order not to attract attention, he cleaned his body and lost his original clothes in a small river a dozen miles away from the town.

On the sixth day, Zi Yan walked into the town.

The size of the town is very large, equivalent to a small town, very lively.

"Snow candied haws, big and sweet candied haws."

"Crispy chicken wings, crispy and fragrant crispy chicken wings, not crisp and not fragrant."

The town is very lively, there are people everywhere, there are monks and mortals, the roadside is full of various stalls, there are selling and eating, there are also selling all kinds of groceries.

Ziyan entered the city, first found a pub, ordered a few dishes, like the legend of a hungry wolf, starved to death, and under the eyes of contempt and horror, he quickly finished everything, and still did not finish it.

"This is probably not a meal for hundreds of years?"

"It should be a reincarnation of a starving ghost, and this is not enough to describe it~www.ltnovel.com~"

Zijing has been running away. She hasn’t eaten overheated things for a long time. Many people in the pub pointed and pointed out, whispering, after the satiated meal, Zi Yan took out a small piece of broken stone, and all the arguments disappeared instantly. It is.

Broken Yuanshi is the main common currency of Tianwu mainland, but in addition, there are gold and silver, but most of the gold and silver are used by ordinary people. The monks use almost all Yuanshi.

"This is a monk."

Everyone's face has changed dramatically and is no longer discussed. For mortals, the monks are high above, powerful, and it is said that there are also immortals who can fly into the ground.

Just ordered a few dishes, ate a few bowls of rice, and took out a broken stone, but it scared the hotel to jump, and quickly explained it and said more.

"No problem, this is for you, find me an inn to stay."

Behind the pub is the inn, the purple scorpion just paid a broken stone, and lived down, and the room arranged was very good.

This time he walked through the woods, spared a long distance, erased a lot of traces, and Ziqi wanted to be unable to catch up with himself in a short time.

Entering the inn, Zi Yan took out the baggage and took out the congenital Dan.

This is something that can only be taken by the peak of infuriating. It can break through the bottleneck and become a congenital state. But at this moment, Ziyan has no more time to cultivate to the peak of infuriating. Only use the congenital dan as a true qi, let yourself The strength broke through again, but fortunately he has five congenital Dan.

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