I'm not the underworld

Chapter 212 Pheasant Nest

"Quack!"

"Quack!"

A group of enlarged baby birds croaked in panic.

"Quack, quack, do you think you're frogs? Shut up!" The chaotic birdsong rang out, causing headaches, and Chen Yifan glared at the little crows.

"Quack..." A little crow gave a weak croak, but didn't dare to make another sound.

"My lord, spare me! The little demon dare not!" The crow demon trampled by Chen Yifan realized the huge gap between it and Chen Yifan, and couldn't help begging for mercy.

"I want to ask you something, Zhao Jiaer, do you know him?" Chen Yifan was not afraid of it playing tricks, after all, there were so many little crows here, so he let go of his feet, sat back on the rock, and asked.

"No, I don't know him!" The crow demon really didn't dare to play tricks, and replied with his head lowered to show his submission.

"To tell you the truth, there are very few people coming to Luofengpo. In the past month, no other human has been here except you." Fearing that Chen Yifan would not believe it, the crow demon continued to add.

"It's not a human, it's a... pheasant essence." Chen Yifan shook his head.

"This little one knows that there is a brood of pheasant spirits living in the southeast of Luofengpo, maybe the one you mentioned, my lord, also lives there!" After saying this, the crow demon knew it and explained.

"Okay! For the sake of showing me the way, I spare your life!" Chen Yifan got up and left.

"However, let me find you attractive and eat you again, don't blame me for killing you all!" Chen Yifan turned his head, with a sharp look of death in his eyes.

The crow demon was startled unconsciously. Just like what Chen Yifan said, crows can pass through the dark world, especially monsters like them, who are very sensitive to, close to, and even dependent on the breath of death.

"The little demon is willing to give you a ride!" The crow demon lowered his head and said after regaining his composure.

"That's fine!" Chen Yifan pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Immediately, it climbed onto the broad back of the crow demon.

"Ga... Ga..." An ugly and creepy voice sounded on Luofengpo, but Chen Yifan didn't pay attention.

Sitting on the back of the crow demon, feeling the passing wind, he felt very familiar and comfortable, and he missed this feeling a little bit.

Yes, after all, flying is the dream of all human beings!
In this life, he is just an ordinary human after all.

He hasn't learned the spell of flying yet, the system is originally a ghost, and it only knows the spell of ghost flying, which is not suitable for people with a skin.

It seems that the only thing to do is to wait for Emperor Fengdu's flying spell in "Nine Nether Hells Only Me Sovereign Skill".

"Die! Black Widow, we don't interfere with the water in the well. What kind of crazy are you today? It's really bad luck to rush to our Sanjiao Ridge!" The voice rang out.

Chen Yifan looked down and saw a colorful pheasant standing on a small slope.

The size of this chicken is also a bit big. If you order and eat it, it may be enough for a family to eat five or six meals.

"Let me ask you, is there someone named Zhao Jia'er in your family?" Chen Yifan sat on the back of the crow demon and asked the pheasant with his head down.

"Humanity!"

"Black Widow, you..."

"You actually brought a monk here! Luofengpo can't accommodate you!" The pheasant spirit looked at Chen Yifan and said in shock.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you know him?" Chen Yifan curled his lips and continued to ask the big colorful rooster.

"Huh! Little human monk, since you dare to trespass on Luofengpo, then stay!" The big rooster ignored Chen Yifan's question and snorted coldly.

"You guys, come out! Let's fight!" Immediately, the pheasant blew loudly, calling out a large group of pheasants.

"Cluck!" A pheasant yelled, flapped its wings, and suddenly there was a strong wind, and sand and stones flew across.

The pheasant also rushed towards Chen Yifan who was on the crow demon's back.

"Bang!" Chen Yifan directly kicked the pheasant back, and the crow demon also fluttered its wings, whipping up strong winds, and striking the pheasant from all directions with its sharp black feathers.

"Zhao Min, I advise you to be sensible! My lord, you can't afford to mess with a little chicken coop!" The crow demon sounded a somewhat ugly and gloomy voice, persuading the male pheasant who had just appeared first.

Chen Yifan jumped off the ground directly, turned around, and while using the palm of the hand, he channeled his Yin power.

There was a gust of black wind, and the palm wind sent one pheasant after another flying. Chen Yifan also seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

It turns out that martial arts can also be used in this way!
Used in this way, martial arts is not like pure martial arts, but has become a spell.

Of course, it's just a small spell, not as good as the imperial decrees, the three realms of the mind, and the mysterious yin palm that Chen Yifan got from doing the missions.

Those are the spells of Emperor Fengdu, which are more powerful than the spells of ordinary monsters or even gods.

Although the attack power and effects of the small spells formed by the Cloud Flip Palm are far inferior to those, they are superior in flexibility and changeable moves. It is very suitable for dealing with these large numbers of little monsters.

That Zhao Min didn't believe in evil, but he rushed towards Chen Yifan himself, and a red feather flew out, turning into a dragon shape with a head but no tail, dragging a flame tail, and rushed towards Chen Yifan.

"Mysterious Yin Palm!" Chen Yifan slapped out his palm, and the Yin power condensed to form a huge black palm print, which directly extinguished the fire dragon.

But Zhao Min didn't let it go, and lowered his head to peck at Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan stepped down, and used the steps included in the Liufeng Huixue sword to dodge lightly.

In the meantime, where Chen Yifan was originally standing, a piece of land cracked, and a rock below broke away.

The body of monsters is their strongest form, and monsters of various races are best at spells based on their original habits.

For pheasant spirits, not only do they have the ability to charm people, but in terms of fighting, a peck with their diamond-like beaks can tear mountains apart.

Chen Yifan dodged Zhao Min's blow, but took the opportunity to grab one of Zhao Min's wings, turned over and jumped onto its back, grabbing its neck.

"Gah!" Zhao Min's neck was pinched, and he felt a large wave of cold power gushing out from his neck, spreading all over his body in an instant.

This made Zhao Min, who had been chasing Chen Yifan, lose his legs and fell straight down. He rolled several times with Chen Yifan and hit a big tree before stopping.

"Should we talk now?" Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes, the expression in his eyes was a little cold and annoyed.

This guy is so clueless!

If this continues, we will have rooster pot tonight!
"Don't even think about it, I won't tell you where Jia'er is! How are you human monks going to kill them all?" Zhao Min said, poking his neck.

Because of Chen Yifan's human status, he was also very prejudiced against Chen Yifan.

"Looks like I found the right one!" Chen Yifan whispered to himself after hearing what he said.

(End of this chapter)