Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"He... He's changing, from Flamingo to rosefinch?"

Almost everyone was scared silly after seeing this scene. Even the six holy kings were full of unbelievable faces.

Xiaohuo just practiced the rosefinch method. Unexpectedly, he became detached from the rosefinch.

Flamingos, in the final analysis, are just "ordinary birds", while rosefinches are divine beasts. There is a world of difference between the two.

Once xiaohuotuo becomes successful, from then on, he will no longer be a flamingo, but a rosefinch. He can laugh at the world and look down at the current enemy.

The small fire, which is undergoing transformation, constantly sends out bursts of loud calls, which are closer and closer to the body of the rosefinch. However, at this time, the eighth Dao was finally completely cut down, impartial, and directly cut on the top of the rosefinch's head.

Joo!

A cry of sorrow resounded through nine days and ten places. When the knife fell, feathers flew. Those are not real feathers, but the power of the original God of small fire. Under this knife, he was hit hard again.

No surprise, there were voices everywhere, and people's minds were completely pulled together.

"He's survived. He's survived this knife. There are two more. He will continue to be strong!"

"Fortunately, he broke away from change at this time, invisible and blessed by heaven and earth, which made him hold on to the knife."

The scene was full of discussion. The God of small fire is still changing rapidly and is about to succeed.

However, the ninth knife came again, pulling up the black clouds, imposing and roaring.

"It's over, it's over. This is the critical moment of transformation. Can he carry this knife? The power of this knife is obviously much stronger than that of earlier times! "

Everyone's heart was affected, and the six holy kings watched everything in the nine days.

"Run, although you can't avoid this knife, you can delay time to slow down the prestige of this knife!" Nangong drank so much that even he was palpitating with the fierceness of the knife.

Joo!

The answer to Nangong was just a loud cry. This cry is full of unyielding will, which is the coldness, arrogance and nobility of rosefinch.

Such nobility did not allow him to escape. Facing the powerful Tiandao, he chose to take the initiative to fight.

He rolled up his wings, took up the sky fire, and even took the initiative to hit it.

In an instant, there was only a loud bang. That day, the knife cut straight on one of the wings of Xiaohuo. Then, the blood rain fell, the feathers flew, and one wing of the small fire was cut off.

Joo!

There was another whine. With the whine, the rosefinch god bird who lost one wing stumbled and fell rapidly, which frightened the whole audience.

"Small fire..."

Gu Feng was so frightened that he rushed up on the spot and wanted to catch the small fire.

However, before he could succeed, the tenacious little fire rushed up again, and his broken wing grew out.

Although it has broken wings, people with a clear eye know that Xiaohuo has been seriously injured. Even after the last knife, he will be seriously ill.

At this time, there was another exclamation among the crowd: "God, look, the knife was gathering again that day. It seems that... The power has doubled!"

"Look, the rosefinch is about to completely transform into success!"

Continuous exclamation, Tiandao is gathering momentum, and Xiaohuo is accelerating its transformation.

"Small fire, you can, you can!" Gu Feng could do nothing but cheer for Xiaohuo silently.

Not only could he do nothing, but even the six holy kings could not intervene. They had to wait and pray silently.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

With the clouds rolling, the gathering of Dao was finally completed that day, but the transformation of Xiaohuo continued.

"God, it's over. The knife was cut that day. The power of this knife is more than ten times better than that just now!"

Everyone was stunned. The small fire that had not completely turned into success might be killed by this knife. If he can take the lead and become successful, he may be able to resist with the power of the rosefinch. But if you don't succeed, it's dangerous.

Boom!

Tiandao, who has completely gathered power and succeeded, pulled up ten thousand feet to rob the cloud again and finally cut down towards the small fire.

And Xiaohuo himself was motionless and had no reaction.

"Ah, no... he's dying. He can't carry the knife!" The crowd was stunned and screamed everywhere.

The six holy kings are completely discolored. They know that the small fire is over. Xiaohuo is in a critical period of transformation. He doesn't know anything about the outside world. He is already in his own small world.

"What should I do?" The six holy kings looked at each other, but there was nothing they could do.

They couldn't control the knife that day, let alone stop it.

Seeing this, Tiandao is about to be cut off completely, and Xiaohuo's life is hanging on the line.

However, at this time, he suddenly stretched out a white palm from the fairy yard and caught the fallen Tiandao at once.

The white palm exudes a different breath, which makes people feel peaceful and warm.

Although that kind of breath makes the people on the scene feel peaceful and warm, it makes everyone change color.

"God, is that an immortal? Did the immortal do it? "

"Yes, it must be a fairy. The fairy in the fairy house took refuge!"

Hiss!

It was just a moment. The whole audience took a breath. This time, people were completely surprised.

Immortal, that's an immortal. Even if there are immortals in the holy land, how many people have seen them? If at ordinary times, don't say it's an immortal, even the holy king is rare in a hundred years.

On the ninth day, the immortal's hand still firmly grasped the knife that day. Even if the knife was crazy and roaring again and again, it was difficult to improve.

As time went by, Tiandao was blocked, which gave Xiaohuo enough transformation time.

About half an hour later, the original motionless, like a silent small fire, suddenly looked up to the sky and gave a cry again.

This chirp is obviously different from those earlier. His voice was louder and more full of pride, which was almost unbearable.

Success. Xiaohuo has transformed from a flamingo into a sacred rosefinch.

After he soared wildly in jiutiao, there was a roll of wings on the spot, and then the infinite terror sky fire spread out and went straight to the captured sky knife.

The immortal's hand was released at this moment, and let the knife roar away that day.

Boom!

The sky fire of infinite terror finally came into contact with the knife that day. Tiandao was wrapped and burned. It made a constant hissing sound. One black ball after another fell down. That day, the Dao was burned!