Immemorial Paragon

"How could this be?"

Mo Qingyun's face was puzzled, and he immediately thought about it, secretly: "Does it mean that only a small part of these flame birds contain real blood?"

This thought came to mind, and Mo Qingyun stopped thinking about it and was ready to hunt a bird.

Soon, Mo Qingyun came near a flaming bird and caught the attention of the flaming bird.

The strength of this flame bird is not weak, it is also the triple realm of Jiuxian Xuanxian.

The Flaming Bird's perception is very acute. Mo Qingyun was found by it just after approaching it.

grumble!

Mo Qingyun was found approaching, and the flame bird screamed and flew towards Mo Qingyun.

Seeing the flame bird attack on himself, Mo Qingyun's mouth slightly tilted, and the figure immediately receded to the rear.

Now that the Flame Bird is approaching, it is much easier to deal with it, and you can kill it with heavy tricks.

Like the flaming bird in front, the more Mo Qingyun stepped back, the fiercer the flaming bird chased.

Soon, Mo Qingyun and the flying bird came to an empty place.

Up!

When he arrived in an empty place, Mo Qingyun no longer retreated, and immediately offered an eight-handed ancient sword.

The eight-handed ancient sword appeared next to Mo Qingyun, and formed a fierce sword array, bombarding the flame birds.

The Flame Bird apparently did not expect that Mo Qingyun would suddenly counterattack and give it a return carbine.

Uh ...

A sharp sound came out from the eight-handed ancient sword.

The eight-handed ancient sword once again formed a sword array, trapping the unpredictable flame bird, trapped inside.

Trapped the flame bird in the sword array, Mo Qingyun did not hesitate, and immediately urged the sword array to attack the flame bird.

Under Mo Qingyun's urging, a black swordman was spawned on the ancient sword, which sealed off the escape route of the flying bird.

Uh ...

Sealing the way of the flame bird, Gu Jian's attack did not stop, and continued to bombard the flame bird.

Facing the pinch of the eight-handed ancient sword, the flame bird immediately resurrected and could be killed by the ancient sword at any time.

Looking at the sword flying in the Middle East hiding in the flames of Tibet, Mo Qingyun smirked, and a gray glow appeared in his left eye.

A hidden soul's eyes blasted out from Mo Qingyun's left eye, and fell into the sea of ​​flame birds.

Being bombarded by the soul's eyes, the flame bird screamed immediately, and his consciousness became confused.

The flaming bird's consciousness became confused, and it forgot to dodge, and was immediately blasted into a sieve by the ancient sword.

Mo Qingyun's expression became tense when she saw the flesh of the flame bird destroyed, and her mood became tense.

I wonder if there is the real blood of Fengxue Tianpeng in this flame bird?

Under Mo Qingyun's nervous eyes, a drop of blood emitting terror heat entered his sight.

"The true blood of Fengxue Tianpeng!"

Seeing the real blood of Fengxue Tianpeng in front of his eyes, Mo Qingyun immediately expressed his joy and was extremely excited.

It seems that his conjecture is correct.

Although not every flame bird has the true blood of Fengxue Tianpeng, but this is also good news.

"Close!"

With the previous lesson, Mo Qingyun just saw the real blood of Fengxue Tianpeng, and he started to collect the real blood.

Mo Qingyun raised his hand and grabbed, a powerful Xuanqing spiritual power broke out from his palm.

Soon, Xuanqing spiritual power turned into a palm shadow, holding the real blood of Fengxue Tianpeng in his hands.

Capturing the real blood of Fengxue Tianpeng, Mo Qingyun took out a small jade bottle and filled it with the real blood of Fengxue Tianpeng.

"Boy, stop!"

At this moment, when Mo Qingyun collected the real blood of Fengxue Tianpeng, a red figure approached quickly.

Soon, the man entered the ocean of flames and came to Mo Qingyun's body.

"He wasn't even afraid of the flames eroding!"

Looking at the performance of the person in front of him, Mo Qingyun's expression was startled, and the other side's ability was unexpected.

With his knowledge of the flame ocean, there is no flesh comparable to a quasi-holy artifact, and it is absolutely impossible to resist the erosion of the flame force.

The person in front of him, let alone that his physical strength is comparable to that of a quasi-holy artifact, even that of a superb fairy.

In this case, the situation is a bit abnormal. How does he resist the flame ocean?

After carefully examining the person in front of him, Mo Qingyun knew the reason and understood why the other party was not afraid of the flame power.

The cape made by the red feathers on the young man's body could resist the erosion of the sea of ​​flames.

Not only that, the cloak made of red feathers can also absorb the power of the flame ocean.

Looking at the performance of this red feather cloak, it seems to be using the ocean of flames to restore its power a little bit.

"It's so powerful. It seems that his red feather cloak should be a powerful holy weapon."

It was not easy to find the red feather cloak. Mo Qingyun's eyes lighted up, which caused some heartbeats to this cloak.

Judging by the power of this cape, if it came to his hands, he would be completely immune to the sea of ​​flames.

"Quick ... Look, the people of the Shenyan clan are here."

"Looking at their posture, it seems that they will collect the blood of Fengxue Tianpeng again."

"Just a joke, the true blood of Fengxue Tianpeng is as precious to the Shenyan tribe as the changing elixir. How can they just ignore it?"

"By the way, I saw one person enter the ocean of flames just now, that person seems to be the first genius of the Shenyan tribe, Hao Shangyong!"

"Did you find out? The red feather cloak worn by Hao Shangyong seems to be the most precious feather cloak of the Shenyan tribe."

"Hao Shangyong even brought the Fengyu cloak. It seems that he is going to move this time and prepare to kill the flame birds."

...

At this moment, everyone was in a different mood, and they were in awe of the Shenyan tribe.

Taking a slight look at Hao Shangyong, Mo Qingyun ignored him and collected the true blood of Fengxue Tianpeng.

He came here for the true blood of Fengxue Tianpeng.

"Boy, how dare you take what I want into your own pocket."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Hao Shangyong looked cold, and his eyes were glaring at Mo Qingyun.

Saying a word of anger, Hao Shangyong didn't rush to start, and said indifferently: "For a junior in the firefighting period, I have no interest in doing so, as long as you hand over the true blood of Fengxue Tianpeng, I can let it go You leave safely. "

Upon hearing Hao Shangyong's words, Mo Qingyun immediately scoffed, and had a strong disdain for Hao Shangyong.

He thought who he was, and for what he liked, others couldn't get involved.

With a sarcastic look, Mo Qingyun glanced down at Hao Shangyong and said, "This cloak behind you is good. As long as you give it to me, I will let you leave the flame ocean alive."

Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's remarks, Hao Shangyong couldn't help but hold back. He couldn't think of Mo Qingyun daring to talk to him like that.

After a brief sacrifice, Hao Shangyong sank and produced some killing intentions for Mo Qingyun.

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