The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

The power of the Nether Ghost Flame was too terrifying, it was difficult for Yan Yi not to notice it. After the fierce battle, he glanced at Feng Jing, and thought for a while.

Zhuo Yanjia was guarded by three people in public, and she knew that she had no part to do anything at this time, so she just waited and watched with folded arms.

After the group escaped from the envelopment of the bipeng bird, she took the initiative to take out various elixir from the storage bag and distribute them to the three of them.

"Brother, although you were the most powerful just now, but looking carefully, you seem to have just taken advantage of the magic weapon."

As soon as Feng Jing took a sip of water, she was choked up by Zhuo Yanjia's rebellious words: "What did you say?"

"Isn't it?" Zhuo Yanjia sat leaning beside Yunying, propping her chin with her left hand, and twirling a randomly folded rattan with her right hand. There were small white flowers blooming on the rattan. As she turned, the petals The piece flew to the ground.

"Look, Uncle's Star Spirit Fist is very powerful, and Sister Yun's hand art is even faster than it can be done in the Gathering Pulse Realm. What about you... Your fire ring technique is very average, if it weren't for the quality of the Nether Ghost Flame , definitely can't prevent Bi Pengniao!"

Feng Jing blushed at her words, but couldn't say anything to refute.

Seeing this, Yun Ying smiled and said: "It's the third son's ability to subdue this kind of strange fire. It's hard for ordinary people to even touch the Nether Ghost Flame, let alone take it for their own use."

These words were to excuse Feng Jing, but after she finished speaking, Feng Jing's complexion turned even worse, she glanced at Yun Ying resentfully, pursed her lips and did not speak.

Yunying noticed his subtle thoughts and couldn't help but become curious.

Although half of what was said just now was a compliment, but half of it was sincerity. Among all the treasures of heaven and earth, the strange fire has the most temper, and the strange fire above the sixth level has almost no possibility of being subdued by the mortal realm. The ability to control the ninth-level Nether Ghost Flame to such an extent is evident.

Why did he resist this compliment instead?

A thought flashed in Yun Ying's mind, but she didn't think about it carefully.

How Feng Jing is Feng Jing's business is just the same as Yan Yi's object of gratitude, there is no need to take his secret so seriously.

After a little trimming, several people still went deep inward.

After turning over the outer hills, there is an extremely flat grassy field.Although Shiwan Dashan is called Dashan, it is not full of rugged rocks, and there is also a small piece of open grassland like this.

Although it looks like a small piece on the map, it is vast and boundless only when you are on the scene.

Here, there were no monsters like Bi Pengniao attacking monks in groups, only a few disabled yellow-maned lions.

This kind of monster looks like a lion, but both male and female have tough brown manes. It looks very ferocious, but it is actually not difficult to deal with.Its mane is worthless in the eyes of monks, but it will be bought by wealthy merchants in the mortal world, woven into precious felt blankets, and sold to the royal family.

Because of their violent nature, yellow-maned lions will kill each other once they reach adulthood, and you can often see wounded half-big lions walking on the grassland.

Yunying will occasionally take action to deal with these monsters, but most of the time they still give them to Zhuo Yanjia to sharpen his sword.

She is very courageous, and she practiced Yuanyang sword extremely delicately. Although she was at a disadvantage when fighting the yellow-maned lion, she was able to escape at critical moments.

Of course, the main reason why she can play so leisurely is because she knows that the three people next to her are fighting for her, even if she loses this round, it doesn't matter.