Chapter 672 Bi Fang's Bloodline

On the battlefield, it has been quiet, and only a piece of scorched earth is left.

The soaring snake took off, the magma raged, burned hundreds of miles, exuding the breath of the gods, suppressing not only the colorful tarantulas, but also other monsters.

The colorful tarantulas have been burned to death.

The remaining monsters broke free from the control of the colorful tarantulas, and they all fled.

The beast tide receded, leaving only the bones on the ground, and some wrecks were still billowing thick smoke.

The monkey, the spirit tiger, and the golden lion were all covered in bruises and bruises, gasping for breath.

"Monkey, Linghu, thank you."

The little crane spit out human words, stretched out a huge and slender crane beak, and gently rubbed the cheeks of the monkey and the tiger.

"It's nothing."

The monkey grinned, waved his hand, pointed at Linghu next to him, and said, "It was this tiger who discovered the problem first, and we kept muttering on the road until we realized something was wrong."

Linghu felt the intimacy of the little crane, his heart was agitated, and he was about to float away happily.

But suddenly he heard the word 'color tiger' popping out of the monkey's mouth, Linghu looked embarrassed, and quickly coughed twice, diverting the attention of the little crane.

Little Crane is a little confused.

The monkey laughed.

The golden lion and the little fox knew the reason, and they all smiled.

Linghu patted his chest and said, "Although I, Tiger Batian, have never seen you transformed into a human shape, but when I saw those beautiful big eyes, I recognized it right away!"

"Hmph, you've been staring at people's long legs. When did you look at people's eyes?" The monkey pouted and muttered in a low voice.

Linghu glared at the monkey and said quickly, "Xiaohe, don't listen to his nonsense."

Linghu looked at the little crane affectionately, brewing emotions, and seemed to want to say something.

After a long time, the little crane was seen with some hair, and Linghu suddenly shouted: "Ah!"

The golden lion and the little fox couldn't take precautions, they were all startled by Lengzi, and looked at Linghu with a bewildered expression, not knowing what his nerves were about.

The monkey rolled his eyes.

Linghu continued: "Ah! Your eyes are so beautiful, so beautiful, like that star, like that moon, like that sun, like that... um..."

The golden lion is full of black lines.

The little fox instantly petrified.

The monkey was stunned, and there was a feeling of five thunders.

Is Linghu writing poetry?

Not to mention how bad this poem is, it got stuck in the middle of it! ! !

The monkey stretched out his hand, trying to send the spirit tiger away.

But the battle had just been fought, and he really couldn't raise his strength. The monkey sighed and could only cover his face and turn his back.

He really didn't want to see Linghu, and felt that he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Linghu looked embarrassed, scratched his head, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and said loudly: "It's like that big gem in the deep sea!"

Linghu shook his head proudly, and giggled in ecstasy.

In his opinion, this last sentence is really the finishing touch, and the writing is brilliant!

Little Xianhe felt that the hairs all over his body stood up, and he shuddered unconsciously.

"Xiaohe, how are you?"

Linghu leaned forward and asked while licking the tiger's face.

Little Xianhe glanced at Linghu and said coldly, "Are you in heat?"

puff!

The little fox couldn't bear it any longer and laughed.

The monkey and the golden lion also grinned happily beside them.

How could Linghu expect Xiao Xianhe's words to be so sharp and direct, he couldn't resist at all, the tiger's face was flushed red, his brows were shy, and he wanted to find a crack to burrow in.

At this moment, a person came from a distance.

A rope was dragged behind him, and at the end of the rope was a spider with eight broken legs, which was the body transformed by the man in the colorful suit!

Little Xianhe's eyes showed endless anger, and his body was trembling.

"Are you all right?"

Su Zimo descended in front of everyone, and directly took out a pile of panacea in bottles and jars from the storage bag.

These things are not lacking in him now.

The monkey and Linghu silently applied the medicine, while watching the little crane.

The little crane rushed directly in front of the man in the colored suit, stretched out his feet, stepped on the man in the colored suit, and asked, "You said that you once saw a man who looked like me in the Thousand Spider Dunes. Is it true or false!"

The man in the color suit was severely injured, but when the little crane stepped on it, his inner organs were shaken. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and gasped, "Of course it's true!"

Little Xianhe looked nervous, and quickly asked, "Where is he?"

"Is that Bi Fang your father?"

The man in the color suit knew that his life was hopeless, and he laughed happily: "Unfortunately, you will never see him again, he is already dead, hahahaha!"

Xiao Xianhe was shocked, and his face turned pale.

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

Bi Fang, the ominous bird of the ancient times, is extremely powerful, controls fire, and is the most terrifying type of ominous bird.

It's just that among the fierce birds, there is the Phoenix clan that is too terrifying. They are the king of all birds, and they also control the fire, which makes Bi Fang's reputation not too famous.

But in fact, Bi Fang's true strength is no less than that of the soaring snake of the gods in the fire!

Su Zimo has long discovered that the appearance of the little crane is somewhat different from the ordinary crane.

Ordinary cranes only have a red head and a white body, but the body of the little crane is stained with some emerald green feathers, which is very beautiful.

If there is Bi Fang's blood in her blood, then everything makes sense.

Bi Fang's body is completely green!

Su Zimo thought to himself: "No wonder I have never seen Little Xianhe's father, nor heard from the old Xianhe. It turns out that something has happened."

"I do not believe!"

Little Xianhe kept shaking his head, staring at the man in the color suit, and said in a trembling voice, "You, you are lying, right!"

"lie?"

The man in the color suit gave a miserable laugh and said, "Your father used his ability to break into the Thousand Spider Dunes, that's courting death! My family of colorful tarantulas have already sucked his blood dry! Just eat his meat and drink him. blood to cultivate, hahahaha!”

Xiao Xianhe, whose qi and blood were already depleted, suddenly suffered such a blow, only to feel black in front of his eyes and dizzy for a while.

"Sister Xiaohe!"

The little fox quickly stepped forward and supported the little crane.

boom!

Suddenly, a slap slapped the man in the color suit on the head, directly shaking his head to pieces, causing his brain to drip to the ground.

Linghu shook his palms and muttered, "It's really noisy! It's so ugly to laugh, and you're laughing so hard, Lord Tiger has endured you for a long time!"

Su Zimo breathed a sigh of relief.

He could see that Linghu did this because he didn't want the little crane to be hit again.

In fact, even if the spirit tiger doesn't move, he will make a move!

The man in the color suit obviously didn't intend to live. In his words, he was trying to stimulate the little crane as much as possible, and his heart could be punished!

Su Zimo lightly patted the little crane on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't think about it, this spider knows it will die, and it's obviously talking nonsense. Things may not be as you think."

Little Crane nodded, but the sadness and grief in his eyes could not be concealed.