Chapter 406

Three legged golden ebony is a divine bird in ancient times. A three legged golden ebony with low cultivation is obviously just born. Such Jinwu birds can devour the origin of Taoist instruments. It can be seen that their blood is pure. If they are captured and well bred, one more Jinwu may be domesticated into a super powerful mountain protecting beast.

This is definitely a higher value existence than Tao.

"Try your best to catch this golden crow." Murong fire suddenly shouted coldly.

"Eerie eerie?" the little silver dragon turned his head and turned into a golden black. His eyes were still as round as black gemstones, and he didn't know why.

Then he saw Murong's right hand grasp the void and grasp it towards himself.

"Yiya, Yiya." the little silver dragon was unwilling to be weak. His small body spewed out a flame towards Murong fire, and the fierce flame swept the Murong fire party in an instant.

"What a powerful flame, this must be a pure blood three foot golden black cub." although Murong fire was caught off guard by the little silver dragon's flame, he was overjoyed and strengthened his determination to catch the little silver dragon.

"Dongfang ran, this is a legendary beast!" Murong Huo suddenly shouted.

"Understand." Dongfang ran answered softly, and then his body sent out a green halo. Then, the world shook.

A long green sword slowly surfaced from above his head and hung on his head. On the long green sword, mysterious textures spread all over the sword body. The smell of terror suddenly filled the air.

Is it another Dao device or an attacking Dao device.

"Dongfang ran, you're hiding so deep that I didn't even know you had this Taoist weapon." Murong fire bit his teeth and said.

Dongfang ran smiled calmly: "what I hide is equal to what you hide. Isn't it all the same?"

The green long sword slowly dropped in front of him. After grasping the handle, Dongfang Ran's momentum changed greatly. Originally, it became as sharp as the sword in his hand.

But at this time, a figure penetrated into the crowd. Song Fei had a dragon and tiger tripod on his head, his fists were burning with flames, and then the attack fell on the people like a storm.

Murong fire bears the brunt. Although the power of Song Fei's iron fist and flame is far less powerful than the prefecture level magic, the victory is faster and more ruthless. In this close body, his own magic can't be used at all, so he can only bombard with powerful magic.

In addition, the people behind them began to fear. They were already crowded in the narrow prohibition channel. There were enough prohibitions to destroy people around. There was not enough room for moving and transposition. The people behind them could not find another direction to attack Song Fei.

Facing Song Fei's iron fist, Murong fire can't avoid in this narrow passage, and can only stubbornly resist Song Fei's attack.

Murong fire's mana is stronger than Song Fei, and the level of fire is similar to Song Fei. It is reasonable to suppress Song Fei.

Unfortunately, most of Song Fei's attacks come from the combination of body and mana. Each duel consumes less mana. In addition, Song Fei's strong body makes his attack speed far faster than Murong fire.

After several close combat moves, Murong Huo was frightened to find that although he could suppress Song Fei with his cultivation, he couldn't keep up with Song Fei's rhythm at all.

And Song Fei's attack is not just his hands, his shoulders, waist and knees, as if every body can be turned into the sharpest weapon.

Murong Huo has learned close combat, but he spends more time cultivating spells. He has never learned such a simple and direct combat method.

Song Fei's close combat immediately caught the top talented disciple of wushizong by surprise.

The storm like attack finally suppressed Murong fire. This scene was seen by many monks of other sects through layers of prohibition. All kinds of surprised expressions floated on everyone's face.

Who is Murong fire? Among the disciples under the age of 20 of wushizong, the most popular figure in his sect, only a very few talented disciples can keep pace with him. Among the hundreds of talented disciples who came in this time, no more than 10 can be compared with him.

At the top of the canyon just now, everyone heard that Murong Xue said that he was the leader of a very low-level small sect. A person who comes out of an unorthodox sect can suppress the top talents in wushizong. This contrast is just like an emperor who suddenly finds that he is not as ridiculous as a beggar begging on the street.

But the real thing happened. These gifted disciples who always boast of being superior deeply felt this strong difference. While shocked, their pride gradually spread. This is a complex mood.

But anyway, such people are too dangerous to keep.

Song Fei played happily and vividly, finally suppressed Murong fire and wushizong's talented disciples, and won more time for Jun wanshuang, with a little comfort in his heart.

A long green sword came from a gap, and Song Fei punched out. Then, the fist just waved out had to retreat before it touched the green sword.

This is the sword in Dongfang Ran's hand. It's a Taoist flying sword. Song Fei found it early. Otherwise, he would never be the opponent of Taoist weapons with his own flesh. Even if his body is ten times harder, he can't resist the sharp edge of attacking Taoist weapons.

The only comfort is that Dongfang Ran is also crowded in the crowd at the moment. He doesn't dare to let go of his hands and feet to release the power of Taoist instruments.

If he does his best and has the dragon and tiger tripod to guard him, he is not afraid of such great damage. Dongfang Ran's companions will definitely suffer more damage.

Song Fei did not retreat. The dragon and tiger tripod on his head exuded a stronger luster. It not only protected Song Fei, but also began to emit a halo of attack, sweeping the people of wushizong.

Dongfang ran didn't dare to use the power of Taoist weapons wantonly. Song Fei was alone, but there was no taboo in this regard. Longhuding played 100% of its combat power, and his fists were waved like a rainstorm. Murong Xue and Dongfang ran were defeated one after another.

This scene was so shocking. Although most witnesses knew that Song Fei used geographical advantages, he suppressed Murong Huo, Dongfang ran and more than a dozen talented disciples with the help of one person. Even if he died today, it would be enough to become a legend.

In the forbidden channel, Song Fei swallowed another big return pill. In a short time, there were countless. This is the first big return pill. In order to suppress several people of wushizong, Song Fei has tried his best.

Long hair danced wildly in the cold wind, but Song Fei's face was surprisingly calm. His eyes were red, like a hungry wolf, fighting madly.

The Taoist wine cup was grabbed back by Murong fire, but he didn't dare to display the flame again this time. Just in a short time, most of the flame source in the wine cup was absorbed, and the power of the wine cup was greatly reduced, which made him very distressed.

It's a pity that Song Fei looks at it. The flame in this wine cup is extraordinary. If he can absorb it, his strength may be improved.

"Yiya, Yiya." Song Fei's back suddenly heard the low purr of the little silver dragon, which turned into a three legged golden black little silver dragon. It bumped over like drunk and got into Song Fei's arm.

The flame swallowed by the little silver dragon is enough to burn a monk of Yuanying.

Song Fei secretly guessed that the little silver dragon had just been born and could not bear more sources of flame. I'm afraid the flame in his body has been saturated.

No longer continue to recruit the little silver dragon. He is deeply afraid of causing Murong fire's vigilance. In case he pours out the fire again, he will be in more trouble without the little silver dragon.

Without saying a word, he let the little silver dragon return to his body, and Song Fei made a more fierce attack. Continue to suppress Murong fire and others.

There was still no sound of Jun wanshuang in the jade slips. The palace was too complex, which made Song Fei worried.

Looking around, people from other sects use their own means to constantly encroach on the prohibitions outside the palace. As time goes by, they will soon break through the prohibitions and enter.

If he had not heard the news of Jun wanshuang at that time, Song Fei could only exchange this tianque palace.

But if you want to exchange points for the same tianque palace in the future, you need twice the points, which is equivalent to an indirect loss of more than 80 million points.

More than 80 million points can certainly raise Song Fei's cultivation to a higher level, but in the long run, this palace is more useful for him to raise Qingtian sword sect and his own power to a higher level.

Moreover, there are so many different buildings in tianque palace. Song Fei believes that it is definitely not only for penetrating clouds and fog, but also for other wonderful uses. Even if he finally finds it useless, it's not too late to exchange it for points. Song Feijian will never easily exchange it low until he knows the specific value of tianque palace

Before the last minute, Song Fei can only insist and delay time.

Attack, attack, attack continuously.

Although Song Fei's eyes were clear, his actions were a little crazy. The dragon and tiger tripod radiated the power of ten layers, which made Murong fire and others retreat one after another.

"Haven't you found the core yet?" with the passage of time, Song Fei was extremely anxious. The prohibition was about to be broken. He had to stay in place to suppress Murong Huo and others, otherwise these people would come at the fastest speed through the channel. At that time, he had no way to resist.

On the side of Xiaoyao sect, a peerless genius, Li Xiaoyao of Yuanying realm finally began to be cruel. A seemingly ordinary cold iron flying sword appeared in his hand.

But as soon as the sword appeared, the whole palace was shocked.

"Seven star sword, Li Xiaoyao brought out all the Seven Star swords." a disciple of wanjian mountain villa exclaimed. Most people in their sect practice swords. Naturally, they are most sensitive to swords.

Feeling the unusual magic power fluctuation on the seven star sword, Song Fei's heart sank, and then something worse happened. Li Xiaoyao held the seven star sword, and the sword light was cut out like a sky opening competition. The remaining prohibitions in front of him were cut out in an instant, showing a broad road through the Palace Square.