chewing dragon

Chapter 211 Mr. Xuanji

On the battlefield at this moment, even if there was a sea of ​​​​fire and rain before, the thorn ball stream of the fairy chestnuts was only delayed for a moment, and finally hit the Xiangu iron wall battalion waiting in full force.

It was a tragic scene, but no screams could be heard, and no bloody smell could be smelled, instead, it became more and more fragrant.

Although the red-bellied golden pheasants led by Mr. Si Chen entered the arena last, they got off to a bad start. As soon as they met each other, one of them was burned to death by the fireball of the red pheasant, but they quickly retaliated and wiped out those inch-long pheasants on the canopy. The long, two-horned red snake pecked and devoured a lot.

One of the most ferocious golden pheasants flew over the branches, picked up a two-foot-long red snake with its two claws, and immediately flapped its wings and flew into the air.

Another golden pheasant following behind saw the opportunity and immediately followed up, also grabbing the snake's body with its sharp claws.

The two red-bellied golden pheasants seemed to be working together and fighting, tumbling in the air, and tore the red snake in two with three or two strokes.

The Red Snakes on the top of the Wunanmu tree were in a state of chaos, retreating towards the depths of the tree crown, while ignoring wildly spewing fireballs, which immediately ignited several fires.

"Master said that the birds and beasts in the Crane Valley are all well-raised, gentle and harmless, but now it seems that it may not be so. Or maybe they will not hurt the people of Xianyu Mountain... Back then, Master told Taiqing Tiancha fell to the bottom of the valley, in addition to guiding me to climb the mountain to enlightenment, it may also have the intention of telling Quangu to make me look familiar in front of these spiritual creatures."

"Just looking at today's scene, you can see that even in a peaceful place like Xianyu Xuandu Dongtian, where spiritual energy is rich, the creatures in the valley will still fight and kill each other, and even casualties will occur."

With this thought in mind, Qi Jingzhi sneaked a glance, and saw that the fire on the unlucky golden pheasant was getting weaker, and it shouldn't be burned into coke. It is still a choice between shiitake mushrooms and chestnuts.

He didn't expect to die a few more golden pheasants, so that he could eat more and occupy more. After all, on the first day he came to Xianyu Xuandu Dongtian, his master specially told him that this thing in the valley can be eaten by itself when needed. Harvesting, but indiscriminate hunting is not allowed. Even when teaching the method of making bone flutes, it is stated that cranes that have reached their end of life should be used.

Master, her old man has died so many apprentices who practiced Hong Fu Ding Huo Jian Yi, but for Wuhecao, which can cool blood and save lives, only one plant is taken every 30 years and planted in the Zixu Pavilion for backup, and sometimes it is full of blood. After 30 years, it may not be possible to go down to the valley to pick it up.

Just looking at the few dancing crane plants in the Zixu Pavilion are still alive and well, one can know that the so-called sacrifice is just a joke, most of them will not be used to refine medicine until the end of their life.

Qi Jingzhi thought about it at this time, regardless of whether his master was kind-hearted, stingy and frugal, or because he cared a lot for the descendants of their mounts and spiritual pets from the sake of those former disciples, in short, in this way of killing less On one point, he has indeed set an example, which is far more kind than Bannu, a wimpy and benevolent beast.

When the young man was slandering his own mount, Huan Wuyou, who was on fire, suddenly let out a muffled snort, and the fragrance emanating from his body was obviously a bit stronger.

At this moment, a big fire had already ignited on the canopy of the tree, and from time to time, two small red snakes poked out their heads from among the blazing branches, and sprayed fireballs at the golden pheasants circling nearby.

The fairy mushroom with the size of a human head on its back shimmered, and its figure first swelled several times, followed by a sharp contraction, and quickly curled up into a small tree hole at its root.

The rest of the normal-sized fairy mushrooms silently disintegrated into brown spiritual energy, which blended into the bark without hindrance.

Against the backdrop of the flames, the two Chi Hezi and Mr. Si Chen had already fought for real, or maybe they didn't care about Huan Wushou's life and death, so they seemed to have nothing to do with these changes that were so close at hand. Sleep.

Not long after Qi Jingzhi came out of the state of epiphany, there was still an aftertaste in his heart, and he was in a place rich in wood energy, so he had a keen insight into the flow of spiritual energy around him, and immediately noticed something abnormal.

At this time, not only the fairy mushrooms on Huan Wuhan's body changed, but also those fairy mushrooms and fairy chestnuts on the battlefield, whether they were alive or dead, also had strands of spiritual energy floating out from the soles of their feet, mixed in the soil. In the middle, with the help of the cover of the chaotic battlefield, they gathered towards Huan Wuyou.

Qi Jingzhi frowned slightly, and there was faint candlelight beating in his eyes.

He turned his head suddenly and looked intently at Captain Xianli on the other side of the battlefield, only to see that although the old chestnut tree was silent, its body was trembling slightly, and there was also energy flowing in the soil under its feet. The green stream and even the army of fairy mushrooms were passed on, and they were continuously delivered to Huan Wuzai.

"Hey, this kind of scene really looks familiar!"

With the gathering of these essences, the flames on the crown of the Huan Wuzai tree became more and more powerful, and completely burned into a big fireball in an instant, and even had a tendency to spread downward.

When the heat wave hit, the birds and beasts watching the battle on the tree wall and surroundings suddenly became agitated, and some timid ones had already started to run away.

The captain of Wuhecao on Qi Jingzhi's shoulder suddenly rolled up the leaves, and knocked forcefully on the ear pads of the Xuanqinglong helmet.

When the young man glanced over from the corner of his eye, the emanating dancing crane grass bowed and hugged the leaves as a salute, then jumped up and landed on the ground lightly, followed by another flash of brilliance, and the flowers and leaves sank straight into the soil Among them, there is no trace anymore.

At this moment, the little golden monkey suddenly jumped up the tree wall, chirping and screaming repeatedly, and its little paws pulled Qi Jingzhi's trouser legs vigorously, signaling the boy to stay away from this right and wrong place.

Qi Jingzhi leaned over and patted the little guy's head, and at the same time cast his pitiful eyes on the red beetle perched on the tree.

At this time, because the fire on the tree of fire was too strong, Mr. Si Chen had no choice but to temporarily avoid the edge, flapping his wings with all his might, creating a scorching air current, and circling around the tree of fire.

The originally brilliant feathers on its body were scorched black in many places, the golden crown on its head was messed up and out of shape, and there was a wound on the green shawl that kept oozing blood.

The rest of the golden pheasants, except for a few that couldn't dodge in time, were swept in by the sudden surge of flames, and the rest had already avoided it far away.

The red-bottle snake, which looked very ferocious, finally realized that something was wrong, and opened its mouth to protrude a long snake letter, making a hissing sound.

The little snakes in the canopy immediately moved downstream along the roots of the tree, gathering towards the red beetles like red lines of fire.

But before they climbed up to the huge body of the red pheasant, Huan Wuyou let out a chuckle suddenly: "Now that the victory or defeat is not decided on the battlefield, how can fellow Taoists go against their promise?"

Before it finished speaking, bright and sharp scimitars suddenly drilled out from under the dark brown bark, and nailed all the red snakes including the red snake to the tree.

Except for the red snake, which was not in danger of life because of its huge body, rough skin and thick flesh, the other two-horned red snakes were killed and injured almost instantly. Although their bodies were still writhing in vain, it was obvious that they could not survive.

Painful and angry, Red Boa forcibly opened the snake kiss that was pierced by the sharp blade, and spewed out a thick tongue of fire.

The scorching flames immediately scorched a large piece of bark, and even the blood gushing from the mouth of the red asshole was evaporated, and the strange smell diffused with the heat wave.

Huan Wuzai was burned by the flames, except for the obvious sense of decay in his breath, he seemed to feel no pain at all.

Seeing that the red beetle was unable to break free from the blade that entered his body even though he was breathing out flames, he let out a long sigh, his tone full of relief: "This old man fell into the cave of the Immortal Feather Xuandu since his grandfather's generation. The name of the Great Demon Kingdom's Xianyu Dufu has been maintained for three generations. Although the Dufu's name is Xianyu, it is not really a delusion to expand the territory of the Great Demon Kingdom, but it is just a group to keep warm. "

"However, things change at any time, including my grandfather, all the generals of the Protectorate Mansion back then are old and dead, and the younger generations may die or rebel, so they can just spend time in this cave with peace of mind, and there is no such thing as the Great Demon Kingdom in their hearts." gone."

"It's a pity that other people can be so self-willed and willful, but this old man, the three generations of Huan Wu, is not allowed!"

As for why it didn't work, Huan Wuzhe didn't say, or the blade protruding from its body has already revealed some clues.

For example, Si Chengong's eyes were wide open, and he led the red-bellied pheasants away from Huan Wuzang immediately, and after circling for a while, he rushed towards Captain Xianli.

The old chestnut tree showed a smile on its face, opened its mouth but didn't say anything, its seemingly strong and hard body was smashed into dust-like sawdust when it was hit by Mr. Si Chen.

Mr. Si Chen let out a long cry of anger, and then flew towards the distance without looking back, making up his mind not to take this muddy water again.

By this time, the red beetle had spewed out too many flames, and its body had shriveled visibly to the naked eye. It couldn't even hold back the raging flames spreading from the tree, and it was also crackling and burning.

Flames have already started to burst out of Huan Wuha's five sense organs, but he seems to be unaware that his death is approaching, with a bright and terrifying smile: "With the flames of life-saving cultivation from Taoist friend, the job of midwife, this old man, will be fine. It's complete!"

As it spoke, it shook its body violently, and the originally burned canopy snapped and fell down, leaving the pitch-black scorched branches scattered all over the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the huge root system of this towering ancient tree drilled out of the soil, and then broke off by itself.

In the blink of an eye, Huan Wuzai turned into a bare, straight log, with countless gleaming scimitars protruding from the bark, covering the entire log from top to bottom, and nailed a length-long log. Zhang's fiery serpents are on it.

"Midwife?" Qi Jingzhi silently chewed these four words.

This big drama has been staged here, and its direction has been completely different from that in the back garden of Baiyun Palace.

In Qi Jingzhi's mind, the appearances of Huan Wuzai and Xiaowei Xianli are no longer the former Ding brothers, but shifting towards the embarrassing old servant of the Cui family in Yecheng.

They deliberately planned to make such a big battle, but it was not for themselves, but they used themselves as a sacrifice to achieve the thing in Huan Wuzang's body.

Listening to what this Xianyu Duhu said inside and out, this delivery should have lasted for three generations of his family, and it was only today that it was truly successful.

"Just looking at this method of delivering babies, it seems a bit like the way of wood and fire. This Huan Wuhai really deserves to be a wood spirit that grew up in the cave of Xianyu Xuandu."

Qi Jingzhi sighed in his heart, and pulled out Jian Renshou from his back with his backhand.

No matter how you look at it, the thing with countless blades in the log doesn't seem like a good person, so you have to be more careful.

He looked down at his feet, and saw that the little golden monkey was holding on and refused to escape first, and even the snowy owl flew back at some point, its two paws hooked the little monkey's shoulders honestly, and used The two wings tightly hugged the little guy's neck.

The little golden monkey rolled its eyes from being strangled, and its body couldn't help being a little bent, and it was stretching its claws to break the snowy owl's wings with its teeth bared.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but chuckled: "For the sake of your loyalty, I will take you to Xianyu Mountain to play when you have time. It's just that you don't have time to look around at the moment. Get away first!"

As soon as the words came out, the snowy owl didn't respond at all, but the little monkey's eyes lit up, and he nodded fiercely immediately, but because of this, he lost his focus, and one monkey and one bird fell from the tree wall again.

Qi Jingzhi's smile remained unchanged, he jumped off the tree wall and walked towards the battlefield ahead.

Almost at the same time, Ban Nu finally found his master belatedly, and hurried over.

It was only halfway through when the dance crane grasses that were one inch high began to emerge from under its feet.

Dense dancing cranes covered the entire battlefield in an instant, and the dots of white fluorescent light looked really beautiful. Among them, more than 20 plants of different species with the height of half a person appeared directly around Huan Wuhai. Scimitar logs are surrounded in the middle.

Just looking at this number, one can tell that the Wuhe Kingdom has come here with all its might.

Qi Jingzhi glanced around at the leaders of the Wuhe Kingdom, but he didn't find any with three leaves. He thought that Wubuer was still sticking to Jietianguan and had no chance to participate in this battle.

The aura belonging to Huan Wuha on the scimitar log is already extremely weak, the flames in its five sense organs are gradually dimming, its mouth is open and closed, and its voice is far less loud than before.

"For Xuandu's sake, I, the Guardian of the Immortal Feather of the Great Demon Kingdom, gave up to Wuhe Kingdom by three points. Who would have thought that you idiots have no self-knowledge, and actually think that you are the overlord of this valley!"

"If you are sensible, get out of the way, otherwise the old man will get angry, just get out, and all the elites of the country will die here!"

The dancing crane grasses were furious when they heard the words, and the white flower clusters were shining brightly, especially the more than 20 talking plants of the public clansmen shouted angrily. Those who are majestic and suppressing the world, and those who hold their leaves high to show their loyalty to the Immortal Master Xuandu and Qi Jingzhi, the immortal, are disturbing and scrambling to be the first, and it is very lively for a while.

When Qi Jingzhi saw it, he couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

Regarding these dancing crane plants, his views coincided with those of Huan Wushou.

Although these spirits of flowers and plants have a bit of national atmosphere, they not only understand the principle of fighting between snipe and clam and the fisherman's profit, but also have a well-organized army and the courage of the public clan to fight, but they are still limited by their lack of wisdom. , is also very naive, and there is obviously a gap between the two old trees with treacherous hearts in the Great Demon Kingdom. Now, just after listening to someone's few words, he is aroused and twittering non-stop.

In contrast, Wu Buer is already one of the outstanding ones, and it is no wonder that he was entrusted with the "heavy task" of guarding the Tianguan.

After a while, the princes of Wuhe Kingdom finally reached an agreement and came up with a resolution on how to deal with Huan Wuwo's ​​provocation.

One of the Wuhecao plant, Zhenye, called out: "The knife and axe come forward, and I will follow the general to smash this fang into thousands of pieces!"

"Wait a minute!"

Hearing the general's order, Qi Jingzhi had no choice but to stop him: "Everyone in Wuhe Kingdom, don't be deceived, it clearly wants to use your knife to cut through its own tree, so that the thing trapped inside Release it!"

As soon as these words came out, the clansmen of Wuhe Kingdom were stunned immediately, and then twisted the slender branches, exchanging eyes with each other quickly.

Just as they were hesitating, there was a sudden cry of cranes that resounded through the sky.

The cry of cranes came from far and near, and was accompanied by the extremely vicious sound of piercing wind, as if they were heading straight for the battlefield at the bottom of the valley.

The princes of Wuhe Kingdom raised their heads one after another, and the atmosphere in the field froze for a moment, and then there were exclamations of surprise.

One of the dancing crane plants was even more suspicious: "Could it be that the one in the sky is the legendary Xuanji Jun?"

As soon as this remark came out, the Wuhecao people immediately turned from shock to joy, cheering one after another: "It turns out that the Xuanji Lord recorded in the national history is true!"

"With Lord Xuanji coming in person, we will have no worries!"

Qi Jingzhi also looked at the black shadow falling from the sky.

He could see clearly that the black shadow was in the shape of a crane, its whole body was pitch black, warm and crystal clear, it didn't look like a body of flesh and blood, but it looked like it was carved from some kind of jade.

"This is... the black crane standing on the top of the crane stele!"

(End of this chapter)