Although the shield on the black jade pendant was strong, the time limit was short, but the time of three breaths flickered slightly and disappeared.

This bit of time, which is insignificant in normal times, can be used at this time, but it is the gap between life and death.

The time difference of three breaths finally enabled Zhang Fan to successfully activate the Vermilion Bird Ring Rune Treasure.

Suddenly, a long roar resounded through the sky.

Like a phoenix, like a baby's cry, like a flute, and more like a bell and drum.

At the same time that the soul-shaking long roar appeared, the talisman treasure in Zhang Fan's hand ignited and turned into a fiery red ring.

The ring, which was as bright as red crystal, flew up, rose in the wind, and instantly became huge, lifting the emerald peak from the bottom and hoopping it to the middle of it.

Suddenly, it was as if the entire heaven and earth had been eclipsed, and all the brilliance was concentrated in the center of the ring, where a fiery red divine bird was taking shape.

The body is covered with flames, and it is said that it will not be extinguished, the blue thunder flows, the six elephants of the gods, one of the four spirits.

It is for the southern mythical beast - Suzaku.

The head of the chicken, the jaw of the swallow, the neck of the snake, the long flame tail feathers swaying, the movements are full of laziness and soothing, and they do not make a gesture.

Verve!

Zhang Fan looked at the Vermilion Bird in the air and realized something.

If it is said that his flame three-legged black form, then although the Vermilion Bird in front of him is also transformed by aura, it has its charm in it.

The body of the magic weapon Vermilion Bird Ring is the hopeless natal magic weapon of the Jiedan Grandmaster Nangong, and his law is also the Southern Vermilion Bird, if it is not so, I am afraid that he may not be able to grasp this charm and refine it into the magic weapon.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel excited, can he be like this?

As soon as the Vermilion Bird Ring came out, unlike his leisurely and leisurely reverie, the old man surnamed Chen was almost instantly dead-faced, and he was no longer colorless.

After all, he was also a monk in Qinzhou, and in his early years, he was wandering around as a casual cultivator, so how could he not recognize the famous magic weapon of the Vermilion Bird Ring.

The Vermilion Bird Ring is also a top-level existence among magic weapons, and compared with Cuifeng, the gap is so big that it is tantamount to a contest between magic weapons and spirit weapons, even if all the power is stimulated, he does not have a little confidence in his heart.

The truth was even more cruel than he imagined.

Under the restraint of the Vermilion Bird Ring, Cuifeng in mid-air tried his best to break free, suddenly enlarged, suddenly shrinked, suddenly moved up, and suddenly walked sideways, but he couldn't get rid of the ring like an appendage, but left enough time for the other party.

The Vermilion Bird Divine Bird, which had absorbed enough aura, was full of color, indescribably graceful and luxurious, and glanced sideways at Cuifeng, and finally revealed its grandeur.

Elegantly pounced, not like Bian Zhuang's stabbing tiger, but more like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, light and elegant.

Like a swimming fish, the Vermilion Bird drags its long tail feathers, surrounds the green peak, the speed is getting faster and faster, and instantly turns into a streamer, and the mountain is like a separation, and suddenly, the streamer has reached the peak.

When the brilliance fades and the body of the Vermilion Bird is reproduced, it has become the head on the top, looking at the top of the green peak, the body is like a dragon around the mountain, and the elegant and fluffy tail feathers are hitching, like a winding mountain avenue stretching, and the end can be able to poke out the base of the green peak.

Compared with the huge peaks, the body of the Vermilion Bird seems so petite, even so, when it surrounds it with its body, it always looks leisurely and comfortable, but it is a majestic green peak, but it gives people a sense of precariousness when it is a turtle in an urn.

Next, the facts that happened just proved that this sense was not false.

The fire is blazing, and the mountain is burned by flames.

This fire is not a mortal fire, but the qi of the southern fire spirit, which is gathered and formed, and is called the fire of the Southern Ming.

The four spirit beasts, guarding the four directions, are worthy of heaven and earth, and are also loved by heaven and earth, so they can gather the spirits of gold, wood, water and fire in the five elements for their own use.

Therefore, in the flames of the burning mountain, although there is only a trace of Nanming leaving the fire, it is not something that Cuifeng can resist.

First, the green dew melted, like rain falling from the sky, and fought against the fire in the sky.

However, in the blink of an eye, Cuihua was exhausted, and the mountain revealed the color of gold and iron, like an iron mine of extremely high quality.

Then the mountain gradually turned red and red, making people dizzy, and suddenly all the edges and corners melted, and the mountain looked as if it had been sharpened with a file.

Eventually, all parts of the mountain exploded like a volcanic eruption, spewing out flames, and the majestic green peaks, which had stood majestically a few breaths ago, collapsed in an instant.

Even every part of the disintegration seems to have become the best fuel, burning in the air in clusters and pieces, like a popular rain of fire, shining for a while and disappearing in an instant.

At the moment when Cuifeng was burned out, the last hope and brilliance in the eyes of the old man surnamed Chen disappeared without a trace, if not to mention that the eyeballs were still turning unconsciously, he was simply not a living person.

The complete power that had spawned Cui Feng before was really not something that a small Qi Refining Stage cultivator could do. What's more, he doesn't have Zhang Fan's family background behind him, if he has purple juice as a supplement, he won't be like this.

The essence of human origin is in the blood, and the essence of blood is called essence blood.

No matter what an immortal, as long as it is a human body, he can only gather three drops of essence blood. However, with the strength of the body's cultivation, the essence contained in the essence and blood is different.

Just now, the old man surnamed Chen had already consumed as many as two drops in order to exert the maximum power of the rune treasure, which could be said to be at the limit, and once the third drop of essence blood was forced out, he would immediately die on the spot.

At this time, even if he didn't force out the third drop, he was not far from death.

He was extremely exhausted in his body, and he saw that Cuifeng, who had been inspired by such a great sacrifice, was burned so easily like a piece of paper, and under great stimulation, not only was his heart like ashes, but also showed signs of running out of oil.

Not only was he greatly stimulated, but even Zhang Fan, the owner of the rune treasure, couldn't help but look abnormal when he saw it so powerful.

But at the moment, I can't care about this much, if a rune treasure is not used, it can be activated ten times, and each time it is about ten breaths, and it is invalid if it is not used.

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand, and the Vermilion Bird Ring hovering in mid-air suddenly flew out, and the target was the old man surnamed Chen who was standing blankly.

Without incident, the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and a storm of flames.

The sparks that flew out had not yet landed, and there were no ashes left in the same place, and everything was reduced to nothingness under the fierce flames.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan did not stop, but commanded the Vermilion Bird Ring to quickly circle the entire small valley, corpses, magic weapons, traces of spells, human breath, etc., all the remnants were extinct.

In the previous battle, he used the Hokage Sword, the Sky Filling Net, the Xuanjin Uniform, the Flame Three-legged Black, the Moyu Pei, and the Vermilion Bird Ring Rune Treasure, six methods, among which the Moyu Pei also came from the wrong way, but he never thought that it would matter if the little demon girl would keep it secret for him.

However, all the things obtained from Nangong Yi must not have anything to do with him, otherwise, those who care about the whereabouts of the Nine Flame Dragon Balls and avenge Nangong Yi will flock to him, and the result can be imagined.

In a few acres, in the small valley, only the scorched earth remains, the sky is full of fire and rain, and the domineering momentum of the southern Vermilion Bird.

Looking up at the elegant and luxurious figure of the Vermilion Bird Divine Beast, Zhang Fan's face suddenly showed a complicated look.