"Yang Mucheng, I'm going to kill you!"

The Red Flame Flame Eagle supported its body, and roared in a shocking rage, and spat out madly, resounding through the mountains and forests at this moment, shaking the void. At this moment, the originally crimson flame on its body suddenly dimmed at this moment.

"That's?"

"This Red Flame Flame Eagle has actually mutated?"

"This ......"

In the midst of this burst of exclamations, he saw that the huge Red Flame Flame Flame Eagle was unexpectedly in the blink of an eye, and the red flames all over his body actually turned into night-like blackness. Moreover, the black flame that jumped out was more ferocious and more vigorous than the previous one!

However, in the dense forest, under this black fire, the temperature that was enough to melt the steel was constantly decreasing at this moment, until in the end, it was as cold as an extremely barren ice field!

......

"Ziyang Zhenren, this is my token!" Fang Baiyu casually threw the token he got from the mountains and forests to Ziyang Zhenren. He looked around the mountain gate and said with a smug smile: "It seems that I am the first!"

"Inevitably, you are the disciple of the old man, if you can't win the first place, then the old man won't have face!" Ziyang Zhenren bowed slightly.

Every year, when the mountain gate is opened, it is also the time when the fighting is the most intense. The participating warriors not only have to guard against the big demons hidden in the dense forest, but also have to guard against other warriors' sneak attacks. Even tens of thousands of people participated, and after a day, not even a hundred people remained.

"This Lin Ao is really unusual, he can actually control the big demon. Fang Baiyu looked back at the mountains and forests and narrowed his eyes. "Moreover, it can also stimulate the bloodline in the body of this big demon through some means...... It seems that Old Demon Yang has encountered a strong enemy this time!"

In the middle of the jungle.

This battle scene of one man and one demon, as long as the warrior raises his head, he can see this shocking scene.

"Fang Baiyu, do you think this Yang Mucheng will be able to defeat this deformed Red Flame Flame Eagle?" Ziyang Zhenren's eyes rolled and he asked.

"If it had been before the mutation, he might have been able to defeat it. But after this mutation, the strength of this Red Flame Flame Eagle has increased several times, and Old Demon Yang may not be its opponent!" Fang Bai Yu pondered for a moment and said his judgment.

Ziyang Zhenren smiled, noncommittal.

Recite~

The Red Flame Flame Eagle burst into the sky, and the screaming sound of the eagle reverberated in all directions.

At this time.

The countless demon beasts and big demons in the dense forest were all frightened by this terrible scream and fled in all directions. This earth-shattering change had already made the martial artists who participated in the selection of the mountain gate stunned, and those martial artists who were close to them were completely stunned.

As the black flames slowly spread, the temperature in the entire forest actually fell instead of rising at this moment. With the body of the Red Flame Flame Eagle as the center, a terrifying piece of ice swept away in all directions at a rapid pace.

Everywhere you go.

Whether it's flowers, trees, rocky hills. It's still a big demon who doesn't have time to escape, a warrior who tries his best to dodge...... All of them were wrapped in this chill and frozen into crystal clear ice sculptures.

"Old Demon Yang, how is it?"

Lin Ao's smug voice came from the mouth of the Red Flame Flame Sculpture. Those huge eyes locked on Yang Mucheng's body. "You didn't expect to be here when you were arrogant, did you?

"The ancestor of this Red Flame Flame Eagle is the Stygian Phoenix, and after generations of inheritance, the bloodline of the Stygian Phoenix has long been imperceptible. But I was still motivated......"

"Holy!"

Lu Yao'er trembled.

The chill emitted by the Red Flame Flame Eagle actually penetrated her inner strength shield and surged towards her soul. She only felt as if her body was frozen.

Yang Mucheng frowned slightly and hugged Lu Yao'er into his arms.

And Lin Ao's words continued.

"Although the stimulation of the Stygian Phoenix's bloodline will exhaust all the lifespan and potential of this Red Flame Immortal Fire Eagle, and it will only be able to sustain the time of the three incense sticks. But to kill you, it's enough. Old Demon Yang, do you have any last words?"

Lin Ao said with a smile, his eyes turned and fell on Lu Yao'er's body, and a voice that seemed to be smiling followed: "If you can't rest assured of this woman, I will take good care of her for you after you die!" Let her enjoy the ******** life in bed every day!"

"You ......"

Lu Yao'er shouted.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous ......"

"Lin Ao, you, the prince of the dead country, still dare to speak wildly in front of the saint, and you don't want to be arrested quickly?"

The Dragon Hall Ancestors shouted angrily.

"Quack!"

Lin Ao's eyes narrowed, his big wings spread, and immediately a gust of wind struck, knocking the Dragon Hall Ancestors back a few steps.

Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Lin Ao, if your deity was here, I would have killed you a long time ago." Do you think this Red Flame Flame Eagle can be my opponent? After I enter the Tuotian Palace, you must not hide your head and show your tail like a turtle with a shrunken head!"

"Dare to joke about me when you are dying!"

"Yang Mucheng, I'm going to break you into pieces!"

Lin Ao let out a roar.

In the next moment, the big wings of the Red Flame Flame Eagle spread wildly, and at this moment, it was like black lightning rushing into the sky. The terrifying wings slammed together in front of him, and in the next moment, a feather that was more than ten meters long was actually blasted out by it, shooting towards Yang Mucheng like lightning!

"Holy Lord, be careful!"

"This is the natal feather of the Red Flame Flame Eagle!"

This feather is slender and as black as night ink, and even all the light that falls on this feather will be swallowed by it, without the slightest reflection. When the bombardment came, it was even more silent, as if it had no power.

However, many ancestors have changed their complexion at this moment.

"Natal Feathers, Lin Ao, to kill this big demon, I only need one move. You're looking ......."

Yang Mucheng shook his head slowly.

This kind of big demon that contains the blood of the divine beast, even if there is only a trace of it, has also obtained a little habit of the divine beast. This kind of natal feather is the feather that the great demon has been constantly refining, and after the tempering of internal strength and the aura of heaven and earth, it is equivalent to the magic weapon and blade used by the warrior.

Some demons can only use their Natal Feathers once in their lifetime. If you want to continue using it, you can only refine it again!

Just when all the martial artists cast their eyes on it, just when the Dragon Hall Ancestor exclaimed, just when the natal feather was about to hit Yang Mucheng. Yang Mucheng moved, he smiled faintly and opened his mouth.

"Drink!"

This moment.

His tongue is like a lotus flower, like the Buddha's six-character mantra.

Everyone only saw that nine rays of light suddenly shot out of Yang Mucheng's mouth.

"Look, Old Demon Yang has made a move!"

"What's that?"

"Lightning?"

Nine rays of light, at this moment, had already flown out, and under the gaze of countless people, they slammed into the natal feather!

(End of chapter)