Each monster bird is at least half a human tall, with its wings two meters long after it is spread out, and its number is not one, but hundreds of them! Hundreds of monster birds rushed over, full of fierceness!

The strange bird smiled and a pillar of fire spit out from their mouths. The flames spit out by hundreds of birds were connected together, like a rain of fire!

Ji Chang'an was familiar with the Hundred Classics, so he naturally recognized the name of this strange bird.

"The red dove bird is a second-level spirit beast of fire. It has a irritable personality, sticks out its flames and likes to live in groups. It has red eyes like blood, has a hateful face, and can be eaten, which can be nourished to the kidneys." Ji Changan smiled and said the relevant information about this clan, and the sword intention is ready to go.

Seeing the strange bird coming towards him, Zhang Yu's cold face showed a hint of joy. He whispered loudly: "Don't move, I will take action here. We will compete freely after that, but don't compete with me for this first batch of prey!"

Ji Changan nodded.

Zhang Yu pressed the array plate with his right hand, opened the window with his right hand, then stretched out the window, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and a sharp blue cone was thrown out.

The blue cone passes by like lightning in the fire rain calmly. The green light flows. Every time it turns, a new whine sounds sound!

The fierce flock of red doves was immediately killed without leaving any armor.

Looking at this scene, Ji Changan thought.

You can get contact with spiritual consciousness by above the seventh level of Qi training.

The cultivators at this stage can not only control spiritual power, but also mobilize their own spiritual power, infiltrate their own spiritual consciousness into the magic weapon, and sacrifice them with spiritual consciousness. In this way, not only improve the compatibility between the cultivator and the magic weapon, but also truly make the magic weapon leave the body and flying is no longer an out of reach dream.

And combat power will also have a qualitative change!

Ji Changan turned his head and saw that Zhang Yu's movements had not stopped yet.

A small net escaped from his hand and quickly turned into a big net. The big net expanded and immediately tied all the strange birds together.

Ji Changan looked carefully and found that the net was not only big, but also other killer moves on the Internet! Thirty-six bone nails long with middle fingers were hung on it, each of which was bright and bright. The strange birds that were not dead were stabbed by the bone nail and disappeared immediately.

Time gradually passed, and looking at the next wave of red dove birds, Ji Changan smiled and drew out his long sword, "It's our turn to this wave."

"Of course, everyone can compete freely." Zhang Yu held the array plate and calculated the previous gains. He felt a little joyful and waved his hand indifferently.

Ji Changan pressed his slender finger on Hanyuan Sword, pointed outward, and said leisurely: "Cold Feng."

The body of the Hanyuan Sword was wrapped in a thin layer of cold air, and the sword body became even darker. The cold air was only a few inches, flowing quietly, silently.

It is completely inferior to the gorgeousness and ostentatiousness of the entire sword wrapped in frost.

Silently, the temperature in the flying boat suddenly dropped, and a gust of cold wind slowly drifted over.

The red dove bird opposite immediately spewed out a column of fire, and the fire rain filled the sky.

But unfortunately, these flowing flames were also frozen by the cold air, and the snow-white columns of fire solidified in the air, like an exquisite work of art.

The cold air spread along the pillar of fire, its flying wings were frozen, its sharp minions were frozen, and the white curtain stretched out inch by inch, and the thirty red doves opposite were frozen in the ice.

Silently, this cold air seemed to continue to spread, freezing everything that could be frozen.

Click—

The sound of shattering sounded, and the cold air in the distance lost its support of its strength and was blocked by the sudden pillar of fire. Several red doves hurriedly broke away from the ice and snow, stretched out their wings, and flew away in a flash.

Zhang Yu then took his eyes back and patted his chest with lingering fear, "I thought your coldness could really freeze all the remaining red dove birds. The posture just now seemed to be frozen."

"Brother, what kind of cold air is this? Is it the cold air, or the Xuanming air? Both of these are the third-level cold air."

The cold air just now made him feel a little lost.

"No, although there are some similarities, they don't feel like it." Zhang Yu said to himself.

Ji Changan's mouth raised slightly and he made a mysterious smile, "It's hard to say, and I don't know much."

Although Zhang Yu felt that this was perfunctory, he woke up immediately and knew that he shouldn't continue asking, "Oh, I don't even know that I have? Maybe it's a kind of cold air that has not been discovered yet. Everything is possible."

Although he thought Ji Chang'an was perfunctory to him, he had a conscience, even Ji Chang'an himself really didn't know what kind of cold this was.

To a certain extent, this is a fusion of the cold seeds cultivated by the Frozen Sword Technique and the cold defective products on Chen Tingxue's body.

The cold air on Chen Tingxue's body carried an absolute power of destruction, which seemed to be able to destroy all the things that were in front of him. What Ji Changan had obtained in his dream was considered a defective product of this power defect.

The reason is very simple. That note is just a note that Chen Tingxue used in the early days. At most, she can only see her memories before she was sixteen years old.

In addition, the reading function level is too low, so you can only see an incomplete defective product.

The cold air condensed by the Ice Closure Sword Technique can be said to have the function of gathering surrounding water vapor and absorbing surrounding cold air to increase itself.

The two are integrated together, and Ji Changan doesn't know what the name is.

"Hey, Erpi, have you changed your sword skills recently?"

Ji Changan looked out the window and asked in surprise.

Although Chen Tingtao's offensive was not very eye-catching, the weapon in his hand changed, no longer the long sword before, but a large machete with cold light.

It just feels...it's a bit like a kitchen knife.

"Of course, I feel that using a sword is not suitable for me, so I switch to a knife. My goal is a ninth-level chef, so naturally I have to use a knife to be worthy of me. Now my kitchen knife can chop people on it and cut vegetables on it, which is easy!" Chen Tingtao said proudly.

"Yeah, come on."

Giving up years of sword practice and choosing to use a knife, it is probably not easy to make this choice. Ji Changan was somewhat impressed.

But... it has been so long, has his idea of ​​becoming a ninth-level chef not changed?

In a blink of an eye, the remaining red dove birds were eradicated by the royal city and the others.

The red dove bird flew towards the direction where their boats were, as if it was desperate.

With more and more spiritual materials, these red doves become more and more proficient in handling them, but Ji Changan felt a bad premonition.

"Brother Zhang, do you feel something is wrong?" Ji Changan's smile remained unchanged, but muttered in his heart.

The book does not say that this kind of bird is a fool, and it continues to seek death one after another.

Since there are powerful enemies ahead, they should not continue to fly towards this side.

Unless, something is chasing them behind the scenes?
Chapter completed!