chewing dragon

Chapter 276 So Zirchi Erqi is so proud
Different from the past, Bi Fangniao did not launch an attack immediately, because the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane actually dragged a long, brilliant, red-gold tail behind it.

Bi Fangniao's eyes widened when he saw it, and his salivation was not concealed at all.

"Doesn't it look good? You've never seen it before, right?"

The green-feathered crane with angry eyes opened its long beak and spoke human words: "How about we discuss it? I will give you this long tail, and you accept my edict and become the god of Ruomu Lingtai."

"Well, it doesn't matter whether you call him Suzaku or Dantiao. In short, I will grant you the southern god position with the most positive energy on this spiritual platform! It is better than you and I fighting each other all the time and losing both sides."

Hearing this, Bi Fangniao raised his head high and screamed disdainfully, his voice full of greed and malice.

It kicked hard on the altar with one foot, flapped its wings violently at the same time, and pounced out with an aura that was ten times more ferocious than before.

"Bah! Shame on your face!"

The green-feathered crane with angry eyes was furious, and immediately rushed forward without showing any signs of weakness, and fought with Bi Fangniao.

Ever since Qi Jingzhi stepped onto King Huan's old platform a few days ago, the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane that was originally at a disadvantage began to tremble. The subsequent fights were evenly matched, and the strength of the weak was quietly reversing.

This time it was different. Even though the Bifang bird was approaching fiercely, it was actually afraid of damaging its long red gold tail, so it was hard to let go during the fight.

On the contrary, the green-feathered crane with angry eyes was blessed by the essence of the red stove, and was no longer afraid of the fierce fire in Bi Fangniao's mouth.

After a short period of fighting between the two sides, Bifangniao, who had a red body and a white beak holding a fire, was retreating with many scars.

This mythical bird that was said to be able to bring fire in its mouth to cause disasters and was the chariot escort of the Emperor Hong family suddenly came to its senses and immediately changed its tactics, specifically greeting the long red gold tail that it loved and hated.

Not to mention, as a creature that originally lives in Ruomu Lingtai, Bifangniao’s grasp of the void here is only slightly inferior to that of the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane, and more specifically, the control of the spirit of heaven and earth, such as the spirit of red stove, is It is obviously much stronger than the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane in terms of attracting and controlling it.

After a few rounds, the red gold long tail was snatched away by Bi Fangniao!

While avoiding the angry pursuit of the green-feathered crane with angry eyes, it grabbed and pulled, tore the red gold long tail into small strips, and swallowed it all, even the red gold haze scattered everywhere, and refused to let go. Flirting around, gulping and sucking.

Soon, the green-feathered crane with angry eyes gave up its futile pursuit, and watched helplessly as Bi Fangniao ate and its breath surged.

After a moment, Bi Fangniao took the last wisp of the red gold haze in his leisurely time, let out a triumphant cry, and suddenly turned around and pounced on the angry-eyed green-feathered crane, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"It's really not negotiable?"

Hearing this question, Bi Fangniao opened his mouth and spat out a raging stream of fire, and a long red-gold tail appeared behind his butt as a response to the angry-eyed blue-feathered crane's wishful thinking.

The green-feathered crane with angry eyes nodded in disappointment: "Okay, then you can't blame me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bi Fangniao suddenly let out a shrill scream.

From under the feathers all over its body, another kind of bright red blood-like flame emerged, like a tarsal maggot, and it instantly wrapped around the gorgeous bird body with red and green texture, and also entangled the scorching heat. The blazing Bi Fang fire is intertwined with the red golden Yang fire.

The secret heart candle Dinghuo of Xianyu Mountain is a Yin fire. It has never been as fierce and domineering as the Yanghuo. Bi Fangniao has never taken it seriously, but only regards it as a fire that can be destroyed with a wave of its wings. Wait for the flame.

However, although Yin Fire is dim and weak, it can still harmonize Yang Fire and eliminate its arrogant nature!
Yin and yang come together to refine pure yang!
If Bi Fangniao absorbs a small amount of Heart Candle Ding Fire, it may be able to take this a step further and transform into a pure Yang divine bird, no less inferior to the legendary Sun Golden Crow and Southern Suzaku.

However, there are too many inner fires in its body now, not to mention that this mysterious and strange Yin Fire has another owner!

But in the blink of an eye, Bi Fangniao was ignited into a huge torch, and the blazing fire illuminated the void.

This miraculous divine bird of disaster just now was dying, and at the same time there was a hint of pure Yang coming out of it.

The next moment, the angry-eyed green-feathered crane flew towards Bifangniao with its wings raised, ignoring Bifangniao's body covered in flames. One claw grabbed the neck, the other clawed into the back, and lifted the latter up.

The flames of yin and yang, which contained pure yang, also spread to the body of the angry-eyed green feather crane, but were resisted by the pure yang armor wood energy and failed to cause much damage.

"I respect you here. The candle illuminates the dark room and the humility becomes the valley. I am the master of this world!"

The green-feathered crane with angry eyes holds the Bi Fang bird, spreads its wings and flies up, speaking like thunder.

"I respect you all, stand like a tree, build a nest house, and be the supreme one in the center of the spiritual platform!"

The green-feathered crane with angry eyes fluttered its wings and flew up to the Ruomu spiritual platform, slamming the defenseless Bi Fangniao to the side of the spiritual platform.

"The Lord of Heaven and Earth, the Central Supreme, issued an edict: Bi Fang should be the God of Fire, and he will forever be in the south of Ruomu Lingtai. Therefore, this edict is yours!"

The last two sentences were still used when Ding Chengli decreed the title of Wa Gui's Mother God.

After the words fell, the green-feathered crane with angry eyes transformed into the young man, with a bright moon hanging over his head, a body wrapped in fire, majesty spread out, and a look like a god.

He stood in the center of the Ruomu Spiritual Platform, looking around with his eyes open and closed.

The void in front of me was originally incomprehensible, but from this moment on I finally had a direction.

The direction where Fire God Bi Fang is located is south!
With a bang, the remaining body of the Bifang bird was completely reduced to ashes in the firelight, and out of the ashes crawled out an ugly chick with green fluff, red patterns, and a white beak.

The young bird opened its eyes and saw the young man. It felt the flames and pure Yang aura on his body, and a look of admiration appeared on its face.

It raised one leg and tried to get closer, but it tripped awkwardly and immediately bowed to the young man.

Then, the Supreme Being returned to his throne, the God of Fire bowed down, and the heaven and earth immediately responded.

The red light of the Ruomu supporting the spiritual platform in the nest house flourished, and flames filled the sky for a while. Finally, it condensed into a red cloud that hung high above the spiritual platform. It was ten times larger and more magnificent than the previous long red gold tail.

With Bi Fang, the god of fire, in charge, Ruomu's ability to attract the scorching sun is obviously not what it used to be.

Not long ago, if the wooden sword spirit lent its divine form and Tao Yun to the young man to build a spiritual platform, it was unimaginable that he received such a generous reward in such a short period of time.

A strong feeling of joy spread on the spiritual platform of the nest house, and Ruomu's thousands of golden leaves collided with each other, actively playing the "Flying Dragon Calling the Rain Score".

As this song is played, the shadow of a dragon is faintly swimming back and forth among the flaming clouds above, and red raindrops fall from the sky.

There is nothing to plant in the three acres of land. When planting, one must borrow a red dragon to plow it!
The young man sighed with contentment, stretched out his hand and pointed at Bi Fang, and the red raindrops drifted towards the weak chick.

The chick, who is the god of fire in the south, stares with a pair of big round eyes, raises its head, opens its white beak, and eagerly catches the rain.

However, it only took a few sips before it suddenly lowered its head, coughed violently, and spat out the precious Ruomu Chilu all over the floor. It even showed a look of disgust on its face, and it simply didn't give any face to its supreme being.

The young man laughed dumbly, raised his hand and waved towards the cloud above his head, attracting a ball of hot sun fire from it.

The chick suddenly raised its head, its big eyes full of longing.

The next moment, it was surrounded by the scorching sun as it wished. It immediately let out a chirping sound, and its small body jumped up, jumping and looking extremely happy.

It's a pity that the little guy was still unsteady when he landed on the ground, and soon he staggered, like a small fireball, and rolled away a long way.At this moment, a little monk wearing a bright red cassock appeared out of nowhere and stood at the young man's feet.

He set up a pergola with his hands and looked at the chick that was rolling happily on the ground. He immediately curled his lips and said in disgust: "You stupid bird who has never seen the world!"

After saying that, the little monk raised his head and reached out to pull up the eldest brother's trousers, but he was afraid of the blazing flames and finally retracted his little hand.

Then I heard him speak angrily, as if he was begging the young man, but also as if he was talking to himself: "Qi Huchan doesn't want to be a god!"

The young man was surprised, looked down at his younger brother for a moment, and said with a clear smile: "You don't want to be like Bi Fang and be confined to this small world for the rest of your life, right?"

Seeing the young monk nodding his head repeatedly, the young man straightened his face and said, "You are the reincarnation of a sharp sword. Your essence is metal and you have the virtue of tiger. My elder brother is about to imitate the God of Si Qiu and make you the Western Golden God of Ruomu Lingtai."

The little monk was very anxious after hearing this. He looked at the young man for a long time, and when he saw that his elder brother didn't seem to be joking, he lowered his little head in frustration and said unhappily: "Then... then you can seal him."

When the young man saw it, the corner of his mouth curled up quietly: "Don't you regret it?"

The little monk still lowered his head and sighed feebly, but a string of tears fell on the ground.

"Ahem, the Lord of Heaven and Earth, the Central Supreme, issued an edict..."

As soon as the boy raised his head, the little monk raised his head angrily, but there was no trace of tears on his face: "Is it really sealed?"

"Hmph, with all your skills, you still dare to be cunning and cunning in front of my elder brother?"

The young man's smile was so unbridled that the young monk turned red with anger.

The young man laughed for a long time before stopping, and then asked curiously: "Where did you learn how to condense air into frost and turn frost into water just now?"

"What's so strange about this? Frost turned into water just because it was too hot on the altar. As for condensing air into frost..."

The young monk glared at his eldest brother angrily, and then proudly replied, "Of course I learned it from Wei Yingdian!"

"His tricks like strong winds that swirl water and white blades that condense frost are related to the God of the West Wind. It sounds quite bluffing, but it's actually very easy. My brother just took a look and learned it!"

Hearing this, the young man couldn't help but look strangely in his eyes: "Your talents are in line with the Western Golden God in every aspect. Do you really not consider becoming a Western Golden God here, eldest brother?"

"It's not right, it's not right, it's not right to die!"

Unexpectedly, he dug a hole for himself. The little monk was so angry that he screamed and shook his little head like a rattle.

Seeing that his younger brother was already furious from shame, the young man was too embarrassed to tease him anymore. He nodded and said calmly: "Well, if you don't want to do it, just don't do it."

After saying this, he ignored the little monk who changed his face very quickly and turned from anger to joy. He immediately thought about it, escaped from his mind, and opened his eyes on the high altar.

At this time, the conversation between Lu Gong and Wei Yingdian had already ended. The two of them stood in front of Qi Jingzhi, staring at him in surprise.

Qi Jingzhi looked down and saw that there was no more wine flowing out of the tilted wine bottle, and the Chizao pen holder had disappeared. He immediately retracted his palm, raised his head and smiled.

"Such a young Third Realm is still so solid and powerful! The current doll is really amazing!"

Lu Gong had obviously seen through the young man's advancement in cultivation. While sighing, he took two steps back intentionally or unintentionally.

Qi Jingzhi was confused and opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly a mouthful of red blood flame spurted out from the tip of his tongue.

He suddenly ascended the spiritual platform and improved greatly, especially the power of Heart Candle Dinghuo increased dramatically. For a moment, he was unable to restrain the tip of his tongue and heart orifices and spit out a mouthful of Heart Candle Dinghuo.

Lu Gong had been aware of it long ago and calmly avoided it, but he just took care of himself and suppressed the damage without reminding Wei Yingdian who was standing beside him.

Caught off guard, Wei Yingdian saw that it was too late to retreat, and hurriedly slapped both sides of his waist with both hands. At the same time, he snorted heavily and spurted out two streams of frost-colored air from his nostrils.

These two rays of frost were as sharp as knives, splitting Qi Jingzhi's heart into half in an instant. Although the next moment he couldn't bear the scorching heat and collapsed suddenly, they finally blocked Wei Yingdian's heart. Get out of danger.

"Ok?"

Qi Jingzhi looked at Wei Yingdian who was staggering back with his hands on his hips. He felt the exciting vibrations coming from the sharp knife in his right arm. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "What magical power has Brother Wei achieved?"

When Wei Yingdian, who was surviving the disaster, stood firm, his nose was already red.

He rubbed his sore and painful nose, holding back the tears that were welling up in his eyes. His voice was very nasal when he spoke: "How can you call it a supernatural power if you use a humble trick? But I just got a few words from Mr. Lu, the lung attribute Metal and kidney belong to water, the lungs open to the nose, and the kidneys open to the ears..."

Wei Yingdian stared at the young man's mouth as he spoke, obviously with lingering fear.

Qi Jingzhi smiled awkwardly: "Both and each other, my heart belongs to fire, and my heart is open to tongue..."

When he said this, what appeared in his mind was the image of the little monk with his hands on his hips, snorting angrily and puffing out his nose: "If Qi Huchan, a little naughty boy, learns this trick, his nose will be sore, his eyes will be red, and he will shed tears. How many are there?”

Qi Jingzhi shook his head, suppressed these messy thoughts, and turned to look at Wei Yingdian carefully. Although he was a little embarrassed, his aura was obviously very strong. He should have benefited a lot from Lu Gong's guidance.

He didn't ask any more questions and turned to look at Tong Jiaohai.

When the flag officer of the vanguard selection team saw the signal from his captain, he immediately stepped forward and saluted Duke Lu respectfully: "Little man Tong Jiao Hai..."

He just reported his name when he was interrupted by Lu Gong with a wave of his hand: "Your level is too low and you are far from the time to need the old man's guidance."

Hearing this, the little flag official fell to his knees with a plop. Just as he was about to ask for mercy, Duke Lu laughed and said, "Why are you so anxious! Since you can be on the altar, there are naturally benefits!"

"Your surname is Tong... there are two common origins. The first one is from the Gaoyang family of Dongyi. This family is naturally gifted with a good voice. When speaking and singing, it is as loud and clear as a bell."

"Well, when I heard your name just now, your voice sounded like a broken gong. The old man knew that you were not one."

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief before Tong Jiaohai did anything.

After all, if Tong Jiaohai was the descendant of Gaoyang, the old king of Dongyi, his lineage would probably be listed in the banned list. Not only would his future cultivation prospects be lost, but even his current cultivation level would probably be abolished.

I heard Lu Gong continue: "Secondly, the Tong family is derived from the Feng surname Hexu. Hey, the ancestor of the Feng surname is Emperor Fu. Of course, there is also a saying that Emperor Fu is Dongyi Taihao, but in short they are all Fuxi. .”

"As for the Hexu family, they were so virtuous that they made the people follow them, so they were called Hexu. It is said that kings of this family emerged in large numbers, and some were once called Emperor Yan."

Tong Jiaohai knelt on the ground, already dumbfounded.

He may not understand much else and may not be able to react at the moment, but this last sentence, why is there someone who was called the Flame Emperor?

The god of Yanhuang Jiang, whose surname is Shennong, is enshrined in the front hall of Tiandi Temple in Tianqiyuan!

How could he, Tong Jiaohai, be so virtuous and capable? His ancestors had a fierce man who dared to claim the title of Emperor Yan?If this spreads out, I'm afraid it's almost like treason!

(End of this chapter)