So, its hesitation at this moment made it feel relieved.

Because at the moment when it stopped attacking the Qingyan Demon Lord, the Qing Da Demon Head, who liked to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but was cruel and ruthless, took action with a lightning speed.

The folding fan in his hand that was romantic had turned into an ice bow. The three green arrows on the bow were crystal clear, like jade, very good. They seemed to be specially carved out small things for playing with. They looked very similar to the Qingyan Demon Lord, and they seemed to have no lethality.

The Qingyan Demon Lord let go of his right hand, and with a whoosh, he shot out at the same time, so fast that he couldn't even see it.

The Qingyan Demon Lord smiled and slowly put down his hand. The ice bow once again became a folding fan.

Those three arrows were nailed to the three most deadly parts of the Vermilion Bird's body.

One was nailed to the throat of the Suzaku bird, and the other two were nailed to its wings.

Pinning its throat is to prevent it from spitting fire.

Pinning its wings is to prevent it from flying. .

Is a vermilion bird that can no longer spit fire or fly high or a sacred bird that can no longer be used?

In this way, it can only be slaughtered.

The Vermilion Bird struggled in pain, and her eyes stared at the Qingyan Demon Lord angrily.

The arrow inserted into it was completely unaffected by the high temperature on his body, and there was no trace of melting. It seemed to spit out fire, and it seemed to burn the Qingyan Demon Lord to death, but the arrow was very evil, like a circle of ropes, the more it struggled, the tighter it tighter it strangled, and could not spit out a single spark.

The two wings were unable to move. With the last little strength, it rushed towards the Qingyan Demon Lord.

However, the seriously injured Suzaku Bird had already decreased a lot of combat power, and the Qingyan Demon Lord avoided it easily.

The Qingyan Demon Lord shrugged and apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you, but... it's better for the people of the Three Realms to contribute your beast soul. This is more meaningful than guarding a Yingzhou Mountain day after day."

The Vermilion Bird seemed to know that it could not escape this disaster, and desperate anger and hatred emerged from its eyes.

It has long been a sacred bird. Although it is simple in mind, it is not stupid.

If you are seriously injured, you will definitely not be able to escape. It can only die with the other party.

However, the Qingyan Demon Lord saw its intention earlier.

The ice bow appeared in his hand again, with an arrow twice as thick as the previous one. He let go of his fingers and suddenly, the arrow shot straight into the head of the Suzaku Bird.

In an instant, it penetrated its head completely.

The two fiery red eyes of the Vermilion Bird made two dull explosions.

Soon a ball of table was red like a leaping flame, and emerged from the head of the Vermillion Bird.

The Qingyan Demon Lord quickly took out the gourd and took the beast soul into it.

These arrows were specially designed to restrain the fire of Nanming in three days, and he used the special arrows he devoted to refining from Yutian Xuanhuang.

From the time he pulled the bow to the time he shot an arrow, he did not emit a trace of murderous aura on his body. This is why even if he is simple in his mind, he has no way to avoid the surrounding Suzaku bird.

A divine bird, an animal, is instinct for perceiving danger.

This is even more true for the Vermilion Bird, but...
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