Chapter 664 Chapter 677: Ending Battle (27)

"I'm just the young patriarch of the Xiao family. Choosing an alliance is so important. Of course, the patriarchs and elders make up their minds, so I don't know why the Tang family was chosen." Although Xiao Qi put his finger at Mishen's forehead, Xiao Qi But he looked like a talkative, with a smile on his face: "Patriarch Mi, may I ask where your Nanling's big formation is, how to open and close, and how much defense force is it?"

Only then did Mishen know why he could live to the present. It turned out that the other party wanted to lay out the secrets of the Nanling Great Formation. He immediately sneered and said: "You dream, I am dead."

Before the words were spoken, the turbulent spiritual power poured into the brain from the fingertips of the forehead, like countless needles pierced in, and Mi Shen lost consciousness on the spot.

The human brain is a treasure, capable of processing massive amounts of information in an instant. Even if Mishen tries to hide it, his brain will react subconsciously.

Xiao Qi, who knows how to search for souls, knows that as long as a person is asked about the information he knows, whether you want to answer it or not, the relevant information will subconsciously appear in your mind. This is why he wants to ask the mistress around the Nanling Great Array. The reason for the application.

The body is far more honest than the words. Xiao Qi retracted his fingers with a smile, leaving behind a twitching Mi Shen. At this moment, the bright eyes of the stars are only panic and dumb. The dilated pupils seem to be out of focus, as if facing boundless. The fearful child, the root of the thigh kept bleeding, and the severed limb was not far away.

The frequency of convulsions and the temperature of the body gradually decreased with the passage of the world, and Xiling Tianjiao's son Shen fell in the middle of the banquet hall of the Bieshanyuan.

...

Nanling New Town

The riots continued until they saw six figures on the horizon, and the two young men who were in charge of watching exploded.

"Fuck, didn't it mean that the Mis allied forces were defeated in Beishan, and all the Wuzongs of the original vein flew with mystery? What are these!?" Angry Tang Lian complained to his companions in the most vulgar language.

Tang Qiuyan, who already knew the speaking style of his friends, didn’t care, filtered the swear words in the words, shrugged and replied: “You can’t expect the Mi’s alliance to come out. Nanling will always have something on the bottom of the box. I'm afraid it's just that."

"Damn, the head of the meeting said that he would buy him half a day, what's the matter?" Tang Lian said with a bitter face: "If I have the confidence to block the six days with my own samurai, that's all?" Tang Lian shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's run first, or we will die here in a while."

"Unexpectedly, Tang Lian, who is not afraid of the sky and fearless, is so courageous." Tang Qiuyan asked with a smile looking at his friend's decadent look: "It was agreed to buy time for the meeting leader. We are now running. The two years of hard work. It may be in vain, are you willing?"

"Damn, you who learn to cultivate the fields don't run away, how can the little master be inferior to you?" Tang Lian furiously said, "Just do it, isn't it the six fierce states? If you fall into the city and engage in street fighting, look. The little master is not tender to death!"

While they were talking, the two Dao Xuan-levels were shot down in the new city, shattering several houses, and flying away in chaos.

"Top Wuzong?" Tang Lian took a sip, turned his head and said to Tang Qiuyan: "Should we still run?"

...

In the center of Nanling Beast Valley, above the fire marsh

Xiao Jinlin is being besieged by five Luan Birds and Flaming Feathered Cranes. As a bird with the blood of a sacred animal, although he heard the drums, the six fierce birds did not leave the battlefield despite their red eyes.

With two five-color dragons and eight monochromatic dragon shadows, Xiao Jinlin’s stele dragon map is fully open and supports it, but as the spiritual power stored in the stele dragon map reaches the bottom, the attack power of the first strong Xiling will soon be It will descend like a cliff.

Even now, he is somewhat unable to resist the offensive of these birds of prey. After all, the fierce beasts eager to mate have a strong desire to attack, and he can only know how strong they are to attack.

Originally, Xiao Jinlin thought he could only escape, but the situation turned around after the drumbeat became abrupt. The several Luan Birds and Crane King who had attacked him frantically seemed to be attracted by something, even in the fierce fighting, Keep looking down on the battlefield.

Xiao Jinlin followed the gaze of the fierce bird, only to see a lush firelight in the marsh, like a tree.

Countless spirit birds and birds fly around this sacred tree, even if there is a hot marsh under the tree, they use every branch to shed their blood down the sycamore branches and are absorbed by the sacred tree. The fire tree is growing taller and bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And as the fire tree grows, the more branches it grows, the more birds can fall on it, and it can also get more spirit beast blood.

Under such a cycle, this sacred tree grew to thirty or forty feet in a blink of an eye, and its branches and leaves covered the sky and the sun. On the top, a scorched humanoid creature was still hitting the phoenix. King drum.

In the place where the scorched black stepped on the foot, it seemed that something was gestating. The thing was shining brightly and slowly became bigger, like a tumor growing on a fire tree, and it looked very crippled.

But the six strongest birds in the sky, after seeing this tumor, their eyes burst out with endless fierce light.

A Bingluan turned his head and fell to the fire tree on the ground, hitting the fruit directly.

"Hey~~~~~~~" Yanliu Yanyuhe saw Bingluan's behavior and chased after him with a sharp shout. The extremely fast Crane Queen sent her first, and two long crane claws stepped on the ice. On Luan's back, the sharp flaming claws pierced Bingluan's body, causing it to whine.

Hearing Bingluan's wailing, King Crane did not show any mercy, spreading his huge flame wings to crowd Bingluan's head and body.

As if embraced by a flame, the hot stream burned Bingluan's blue feathers, feeling the danger Bingluan wanted to resist, but was pierced by the crane king's long mouth.

As the king of the Beast Valley, the Crane King will never allow the fruit of the fire tree to be taken by others, just like a mother defending a newborn child. At this moment, the flames of the flames and the feathers of the crane are boiling, and even Xiao Jinlin's heart is awe-inspiring.

The Crane King, who had dealt with Bingluan, turned his head coldly, as if to warn the other birds, but when the other birds saw Bingluan's miserable condition, they screamed and rushed towards the Crane King, as if they were trying to kill it together. The head of the head feather clan.

The Crane King spread his wings and let go of the corpse of Bingluan under his claws, and waved an endless stream of flames up against the wind, lunging at the remaining four-headed Luan bird.

Five fierce birds fought in a group, but Xiao Jinlin, who was supposed to be the protagonist of this battle, seemed to be forgotten.

But the Xiling powerhouse did not complain at all. Instead, he condensed his spiritual power and quietly stayed away from the battlefield, because he knew that the secret technique had been accomplished, and as long as he brought Tang Yao back, he was done.

(End of this chapter)