In a short while, he drank about five kilograms of spirits, a big red face had appeared, and the temperature around him was quietly rising.

In the air at a height of 3,000 meters, a golden-winged profound sculpture was flying towards its lair holding a log.

This log is very dry and is an excellent material for building nests. Based on its years of experience, this log is hollow, and there must be a fat bug in it.

When his child is born, he can eat the freshest food directly.

This makes this golden winged profound sculpture very satisfied with his harvest today.

But gradually, it seemed to feel that the log held by its paws began to become a little hot.

The golden-winged profound sculpture was a little puzzled. He lowered his head to look at the wood caught on its paws. It seemed that this kind of thing had never happened in its bird life.

Ok? Is there a sound in the wood?

The wine falls through the intestines and breaks the soul, the fire yong Jianxin dreams long song!

boom!

The caught logs exploded, and the roaring flames instantly enveloped the entire bird.

In the flames, a flying sword was held in Jian Xiu's hand, and it pierced directly at the profound carving.

Got it!

Jian Xiu has full confidence in his body and mind, and his sword edge is absolutely inevitable at this distance.

Ding!

However, the thorn was stabbed, but at the tip of the long sword, it seemed to hit a steel plate of Kunming Iron and Steel, and suffered extremely huge resistance.

The fire-attribute aura poured into the flying sword madly like money, the scorching temperature rose rapidly, and the incomparably hard mysterious feathers were melted and shattered layer by layer.

Jian Xiufen was surprised at the terrifying defense of this big bird in his body and mind, and he held Zhuo Hong's life-threatening sting.

puff!

With a strong and sour sensation in front of him, Zhuo Hong finally broke through the feathers' defense and successfully plunged into the flesh.

however. . That's it.

call!

The wings of the Golden Winged Profound Carving violently instigated, and the violent wind that rolled up instantly shredded and blown away the flames of wine.

Still flapping its wings, the huge bird's head fell down and looked at Jiang Li. In a pair of sharp eyes, the murderous intent was revealed?

Can't beat it!

The juxtaposition consciousness quickly reached this conclusion.

Jian Xiu was good at attacking, and he was prepared and charged with a frontal hit. This could only barely break through the defense, causing a small amount of insignificant injuries.

This is very telling.

There is no chance of winning.

run!

The clone made a decisive action, kicked the Xuan Diao's belly, used the reaction force to withdraw the flying sword, and immediately flew the sword in the direction of the headwind.

Another advantage of Jian Xiu is that the sword flies extremely fast, and the juxtaposition consciousness has also specially selected the direction against the wind.

The size of the Xuan Diao is larger, and the wind resistance must be greater. Only by fleeing in this direction can it be more likely to succeed.

Huh!

However, a sharp cry almost sounded against his ears.

The avatar Tang Yan looked back, and the profound carving was closely behind him, with a hook and beak wide open, and it was about to swallow the avatar a little closer.

The flying speed of this big bird is actually higher than him!

The clone grabbed the hilt in one hand and let Feijian take him to the extreme flight. With the other hand, he reached into his arms and found two cloth bags, biting the knot with his mouth and pulling it.

The mouth of the bag was loosened, and immediately the two bags of things were accurately and accurately thrown into the mysterious carved mouth that was close at hand.

Huh!

The speed of the Xuan Diao suddenly slowed down, flapping its wings and staying in place, and after a violent cough, Jiang Li threw out the waste pills and furnace ash that Jiang Li had thrown into its mouth.

But at this stop, when it flapped its wings and chased after it again, the clone had already flown out for more than 2,000 meters.

With a distance buffer of more than 2,000 meters, even if the speed of the flying sword is slightly inferior to that of the Xuan Diao, the gap is quite limited. If you want to catch up with the 2,000-meter neutral distance, Jiang Li is confident with it. Stay up for another day and night.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

The avatar looked back frequently, and the mysterious sculpture behind was still chasing after him, the distance between them was slowly being drawn in, and the patience of the mysterious sculpture really made Jiang Li helpless.

Is this monster's hatred so long? It seems that his own two pieces of meat are not enough to stuff his teeth, why are you chasing so close?

In the world of cultivating immortals, dealing with large monsters and getting into the opponent's stomach seems to be the standard solution. Anyway, it's not the main body. If you can't get away later, I will try it too.

Flying on the fly, the avatar who made up his mind suddenly saw the distant sky, and a few black shadows were looming.

Soon, as the distance progressed, those black shadows gradually became clear. It looks like a group of monks from Yukong.

If it's normal, Jiang Li should rush up and shout "Taoist to stay" at this time, and come to the last standard misfortune guide.

However, he did not do so.

Because, to be able to fly the magic weapon to this height, I am afraid that in that team, the weakest of them must also be the foundation.

If the other party finds out his intentions, the backhand is a wave of interception, then he can't eat it and walk around.

After thinking about the parallel consciousness, he immediately deflected forty-five degrees, and flew in another direction with the profound sculpture.

It was just because of such a steering operation that Xuan Diao violently caught up with him by more than two hundred meters.

"Brother, he didn't come."

Among the group of monks, a female nun spoke in surprise. The other people in the same group were like this, and were surprised by the turn of the sword repairer.

They had obviously noticed the movement here, but instead of being panicked by it, they discussed with great interest how the sword cultivator would choose.

The two chased and fled, indicating that the strength of the sword repairer is definitely not as good as the Xuan Diao, and his speed is also significantly worse.

However, the consumption of the monk's spiritual energy sword is obviously much larger than that of the black sculpture flapping its wings.

Over time, this sword repairer is almost certain to die.

Therefore, the vast majority of this group of cultivators thought that the other party would rush over and drag them into the water.

This was also a normal thing at first, not good or bad, but Jiang Li has deflected the direction.

This is very surprising.

Don't know whether to call him stupid, or better to call him?

"I have long heard about the arrogance of Shushan Jianxiu, but now I see it is well-deserved."

"Junior brother and sister, let's go and help him."

One man headed by them said so.

Just now he was the only one who thought Jian Xiu's clone would be kindly avoided.

There is no other reason, only Shushan disciples.

This man was young and handsome, and his appearance was not inferior to Jianxiu's clone. The most important thing is that there is an unspeakable leadership temperament in him~www.NovelMTL.com~ If Jianxiu's clone stands with him, he will be bleak for an instant, no matter how handsome he is.

On the left chest of his robe was embroidered with a vigorous "Tibet" character.

The voice fell, and the man's figure drifted away like a cloud.

Several monks following him also drew out magic weapons and flew towards the direction where Jian Xiu clone escaped.

Look at the avatar Tang Yan again.

It doesn't matter how this one turns, but the wind direction actually turns at this time.

From headwind to downwind!

Jiang Li secretly said something bad, but he hasn't waited for him to come up with a solution.

A shadow hit Jian Xiu's clone from the top of his head.

The clone looked up and saw that the profound carving took advantage of the wind and did not know when it had actually flown over his back.

Huh!

This time the Xuan Diao also learned to be clever, and instead of biting people with his mouth, he stretched out a pair of sharp claws and rushed straight to the sword to repair the clone with the eagle hitting the sky.

If it is grasped by this one, this avatar, which has not been warmed up yet, will be torn to pieces in an instant.

The avatar didn't run away, but he turned his back and held the sword, and there was a frantic dance against the big bird that rushed forward.

Drunk and hate! Beacon Reflects the End of the World!

In an instant, hundreds of wines, fires, and qi were spilled out, and the Xuan Diao couldn't dodge a frontal collision.

The large swaths of bird feathers were scorched and dropped, and the fire had already lost gold. Coupled with the power of the flying sword, if it suffered more, the profound sculpture would definitely suffer injuries.

But if Jian Xiu's clone was caught once, it might be dead!

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