"Quake!"

"Quake!"

A group of enlarged versions of the young birds croaked in panic.

"What are you croaking? Do you think you are a frog? Shut up!" The messy bird cries sounded, making people's head hurt. Chen Yifan glared at a few little crows and said.

"Qua..." A little crow croaked weakly, and did not dare to make another sound.

"Sir, please spare me! The little demon dared not!" The crow demon who was stepped on by Chen Yifan realized the huge gap between it and Chen Yifan and couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"Ask you something, Zhao Jiaer, do you know him?" Chen Yifan was not afraid of it playing tricks. After all, so many little crows were here. He let go of his feet, sat back on the stone, and asked.

"No, I don't know!" The crow demon really didn't dare to play tricks, lowered his head to show his surrender, and replied.

"To be honest, there are very few people coming to this Luofengpo. In the past month, no other human has ever been here except you." Afraid that Chen Yifan would not believe it, the Crow Demon continued to add.

"It's not a human, it's a... pheasant spirit." Chen Yifan shook his head and said.

"This little guy knows that there is a nest of pheasant spirit living in the southeast of this Luofeng slope. Perhaps the one you said, you also live there!" After saying this, the crow demon knew and explained.

"Okay! For the sake of your guidance for me, I will spare your life!" Chen Yifan stood up and left.

"But let me find you tempting and eat again, don't blame me for killing you!" Chen Yifan turned around, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes, with a breath of death.

The crow demon was unconsciously shocked. As Chen Yifan said, crows can reach the underworld, especially monsters like them, who are very sensitive to the breath of death, close to, and even rely on.

"The little demon is willing to send you a ride!" After coming back to his senses, the crow demon bowed his head and said.

"It's good!" Chen Yifan pondered for a moment and nodded.

Then, he climbed up to the wide back of the crow demon.

"Ga...Ga..." An ugly and creepy voice sounded on the falling maple slope, but Chen Yifan didn't care.

Sitting on the back of the crow demon and feeling the wind flying by, he felt very familiar and comfortable, and he missed this feeling.

Yes, after all, flying is the dream of all human beings!

In this life, he is still an ordinary human being after all.

He has not learned the magic of flying yet. The system itself was a ghost, and it was only a magic of flying ghosts. It is not suitable for people with a skin.

It seems that only the flying spell of the Emperor of Fengdu in "The Nine Nether Hell is the only one who can do it".

"You're going to die! Black Widow, we don't have any water in the well. What a crazy thing you've sucked today? It's so bad luck to break into our Sanjiao Ridge!" Flying to the southeast of the fallen maple slope as the Crow Demon said, a very sharp voice sounded.

Chen Yifan looked down and saw a pheasant with a very colorful color standing on a small slope.

Is this chicken a bit big? It’s a bit big. I’m afraid it’s enough for a family to eat for five or six meals.

"I'll ask you, does there be someone named Zhao Jiaer in your family?" Chen Yifan sat on the back of the crow demon and asked at the pheasant with his head down.

"Human!"

"Black Widow, you..."

"You actually brought the monk here! The fallen maple slope can't accommodate you!" The pheasant spirit looked at Chen Yifan and said in shock.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you recognize me?" Chen Yifan curled his lips and continued to ask the colorful big rooster.

"Hmph! Little human monk, since you dare to trek into Luofengpo, then stay!" The big cock ignored Chen Yifan's question and snorted coldly.

"Baby, all come out! Fight!" Then, the pheasant crowed loudly and a large group of pheasants came out.

"Great!" A pheasant cried, flapped its wings, and suddenly the wind blew and sand and stones flew everywhere.

The pheasant also rushed towards Chen Yifan on the back of the crow demon.

"Bang!" Chen Yifan kicked the pheasant that was rushing back with one kick. The crow demon also shook his wings and rolled the strong wind, mixed with sharp black feathers attacking the pheasant that was rushing towards all directions.

"Zhao Min, I advise you to be tactful! This lord is not something you can afford to mess with with your little chicken coop!" The crow demon's somewhat ugly and gloomy voice sounded, and persuaded the male pheasant that appeared first.

Chen Yifan jumped directly to the ground, moved his body, and while using the Crown Cloud Palm, he used the Yin power.

I saw a black wind blowing, and the palm wind slapped one pheasant after another, and Chen Yifan seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

It turns out that martial arts can be used in this way!

When used in this way, martial arts are not like simple martial arts, but have become magic.

Of course, it was just a small spell, which was not as good as the emperor's orders obtained by Chen Yifan for the mission, such as the wandering of the three realms, the Xuanyin Palm, etc.

Those are the spells of the Emperor of Fengdu, which are more powerful than those of ordinary monsters or even gods.

Although the small spell formed by capturing the flip cloud palm is far less effective than those, it is better than flexible and has a variety of tricks. It is very suitable to deal with these large number of small monsters.

Zhao Min didn't believe in evil, but rushed towards Chen Yifan himself. A red feather flew out and turned into a dragon-shaped shape with a head but no tail, dragging the tail of the flame, and collided towards Chen Yifan.

"Xuanyin Palm!" Chen Yifan slapped out his palm, and the Yin power condensed, forming a huge black palm print, which directly extinguished the fire dragon.

However, Zhao Min did not give up and bowed his head toward Chen Yifan.

Chen Yifan took a little under his feet and used the steps included in the Liufeng Huixue Sword to avoid it lightly.

In between, where Chen Yifan was originally standing, a piece of land collapsed and a piece of rock below collapsed.

The monsters are their strongest form, and monsters of various races are best at spells of some of the original habits of these races.

For pheasant spirits, they not only have charming skills, but also in combat, it is no problem to slid mountains and crack the earth with a diamond-like mouth.

Chen Yifan avoided Zhao Min's attack, but took the opportunity to grab Zhao Min's wings, rolled over and jumped onto its back, and grabbed its neck.

"Ga!" Zhao Min's neck was pinched, and he felt a large amount of cold power flowing out from his neck, instantly spreading throughout his body.

This made Zhao Min, who was originally chasing Chen Yifan, weakened his legs and fell down. He rolled several times with Chen Yifan, hit a big tree before stopping.

"It's time to say it now?" Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes, his eyes were already a little cold and angry.

This guy is so ignorant!

If this continues, eat rooster pot tonight!

"Don't think about it. Even if I die, I won't tell you where Jia'er is! How can you human monks kill them all?" Zhao Min said with his neck.

Because of Chen Yifan's human identity, he is also very prejudiced to Chen Yifan.

"It seems that I'm not looking for the wrong thing!" Chen Yifan whispered to himself when he heard what he said.
Chapter completed!