After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 537
At the moment when the talisman array was completely formed, with Shen Qingyi at the center, ripples of golden light vibrated, forcing back countless thunder calamities around him.

"burst!"

Shen Qingyi's roar did not stir up any ripples in the thunder, but the power of the explosion of the talisman array directly formed a huge explosion spot in midair.

The energy shock wave that was set off could overturn the thunder and clouds above the sky. Under the violent tumbling, the twisted space around could not bear it completely, and black cracks appeared one after another.

The gust of wind blowing out from the crack, and the thunder calamity pulled in, stirred up a bloody storm above the surrounding sky.

The Tianxu Sect took the small mountains as the origin and spread towards the surroundings. Where the power spread, the spiritual power rioted.

As soon as Shen Qing felt the piercing wind, he spat out the blood in his mouth.

"Arong!"

"Haw!"

Sensing Shen Qingyi's thoughts, Ah Rong suddenly grew bigger, and the moment the huge bird body appeared, it completely blocked the sunlight on the small mountains.

"This... is this the descendant of six waterfowls?"

"Looking at it, it should be a six-headed waterfowl with good blood?"

"However, how can you wait for Tianjiao to use six waterfowls as contract monsters?"

The six-headed waterfowl can be regarded as a strange beast, but in a high-level continent like Tianfeng Continent, if the average son of Tianjiao wants a contract beast, even if it is not a divine beast, at least he wants some cubs of strange beasts, or some Cultivation itself is high.

But the six-headed waterfowl soaring in the sky is obviously a young animal.

Even if his body contained the blood of the ancient Suzaku, that was all a few years ago.

In recent years, the six waterfowls in the world of cultivating immortals are not in the Tianfeng Continent, and there are even groups of six waterfowls in the Yaozu, but those who can truly return to their ancestors and awaken the blood of Suzaku, from ancient times to the present , one of the few!

Ah Rong fluttered his wings and flew high.

"cracking!"

The cry pierced through the clouds and swayed above Tianxu Peak.

Some monks couldn't help covering their mouths.

Xu Yanchang squinted his eyes to look at Ah Rong above the sky and the figure standing above the bird's head.

Most of the six waterfowls are blue and black, except for the blue and black, there are at most gray six-headed waterfowl with some variations.

But the six-headed waterfowl cub above the sky, although its appearance is also grayish, and its few hard feathers have also become scorched black under the thunder disaster.

But he still spotted the color in the feather with sharp eyes!
And the faint golden red at the bird's beak!
This six-headed waterfowl is definitely not just as simple as a simple six-headed waterfowl blood!
Moreover, most of the six-headed waterfowl in the world of cultivating immortals love water. Although there is a word for bird in it, they really like to soar into the sky, and there are very few militant six-headed waterfowls.

What attracted him more was not the six waterfowls, but the man standing on the heads of the six waterfowls.

Shen Qingyi's sleeves fluttered, hair fluttered in the wind, holding a huge foreshadowing pen, standing on the bird's head, the whole person stood proudly, and the cold and stern aura around him made the whole person look even more arrogant and arrogant.

And this person, in the information jade slips given to them, not long ago, was a little monk who didn't even dare to attack monsters, and almost died because of a few mortals!

She grows up so fast!

For ordinary people, maybe ten years, twenty years, or thirty years is not too short.

But for monks, that was just a blink of an eye!

The growth rate of this female cultivator is astonishing!
(End of this chapter)