At this time, they could not take a detour back to the defense line. Ming Zhiyuan also followed Ma Tao's example and lay on Feng Wu. He only heard Feng Wu's clear chirping sound, and with one sound after another, they rushed into the sky above the sea of fire.
At this moment, waves of coolness erupted from Feng Wu's body, spreading into Ma Tao and Ming Zhiyuan's bodies.
At this time, both Ma Tao and Ming Zhiyuan were experiencing two extreme tortures, one was the cold feeling coming from Feng Wu's body underneath them, and the other was the pain of being burned by the high temperature of the sea of fire.
In such bipolar torture, Feng Wu gradually began to change. Although Feng Wu was a branch of the Warcraft Phoenix, his talent had been cut off for several generations. With the help of human elixirs, he found a new way to lead the World of Warcraft in speed.
Big cut.
It stands to reason that the talent has been cut off, and it is impossible to inspire it again, unless there are several generations of human elixirs to help restore the talent.
But in the flames of the Nine Flames Sea, the color of its feathers gradually began to change, first turning from yellow to white, and then began to turn a little fiery red.
Gradually, the white feathers began to turn as red as blood, and then gradually turned into fiery red. Finally, the feathers all over the body turned into the color of flames.
Thanks also to the fact that Ming Zhiyuan stuffed a large handful of various Yuan-solidifying and Yuan-protecting elixirs into its mouth just before it rushed into the sea of fire.
Feng Wu itself was also undergoing some kind of transformation. Its scream-like chirping sounds kept ringing in the sky above the sea of fire. In the end, even its voice began to change, getting louder and clearer.
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I don't know how long it took, but finally Ming Zhiyuan and Ma Tao heard Feng Wu's clear cry that shook the sky while they were half-conscious.
Following this unusually sweet cry, the temperature of Feng Wu's body instantly increased. Ming Zhiyuan and Ma Tao suddenly became completely awake at this moment, and both of them jumped up.
The moment they stepped on Feng Wu's back, both of them felt a burning sensation that almost melted their feet.
Ming Zhiyuan looked down, and below were the flames soaring into the sky. They were still above the Nine Flame Sea of Fire that had been burning for millions of years.
Just as Ming Zhiyuan and Ma Tao were jumping on Feng Wu's back, Feng Wu suddenly turned his head: "We are almost reaching Jiuyan Continent."
Ming Zhiyuan suddenly heard a strange child's voice and was startled. He fell on Feng Wu's back and his bare feet couldn't feel the burning. He reacted for a while, then jumped up again and said tentatively: "Xiao Wu? Yes.
You?"
"Not me or who?"
A childish voice that sounded like an eight or nine-year-old child came again.
Ma Tao kept jumping and changing his feet. When he heard the sound of these words, he almost sprained his feet and shouted loudly: "Xiao Wu, how old are you? Are you eight years old?"
The immature childish voice came again: "Do you think I am a perverted race like Qilin? At what age can I be promoted to the second level with my race talent? I am hundreds of years older than you, so just call me ancestor."
Don’t suffer any loss.”
There was a hint of narrow-mindedness in the child's voice at the end. Ma Tao was stunned for a moment, then jumped up quickly: "Xiao Wu, we don't do this. It's okay to be brothers and ancestors? What do you think my Uncle Mu should be?"
How do I call you?"
Speaking of Mu Fengge, Feng Wu was still a little scared. Before it could think of how to reply, Ming Zhiyuan's angry voice came: "Xiao Wu, can't you fly higher? You are going to roast us both."
Are you ready to start talking now? Senior Brother Ma, if you want to discuss seniority with Xiao Wu, you two should discuss it alone, and don’t talk about me."
Feng Wu respected and protected Ming Zhiyuan from the bottom of his heart. If it wasn't for Ming Zhiyuan, he would have been roasted and eaten by Qing Lai in the secret realm. Not to mention that after leaving the secret realm, Ming Zhiyuan had been refining elixirs for it.
To help it improve its realm, this sudden inspiration of talent was also the result of Ming Zhiyuan's mistake.
When Feng Wu saw Ming Zhiyuan getting angry, he felt depressed at first. Tong Yin also seemed a bit like a child who had done something wrong. He kept raising the height and said: "We can see the border of Jiuyan Continent. Let's go there."
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"Nonsense, don't go over there, go back and ask Ye Ming to give him our inner elixir...will you give him your inner elixir to prove enlightenment?"
Feng Wu was startled, raised his altitude a little higher, and flew towards the border of Jiuyan Continent.
As the altitude increased again, Ming Zhiyuan and Ma Tao also felt that the burning feeling was better. However, at this time, Feng Wu's speed also increased. It was very difficult for the two of them to talk, even breathing.
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Ming Zhiyuan looked ahead. He saw that the edge of the fiery red sea of fire had extended to the horizon, and there was a ray of white light looming on the horizon.
He knew that it was the boundary of the sand sea in Jiuyan Continent.
Seeing that the sand sea on the border of Jiuyan Continent was getting closer and closer, Ming Zhiyuan gradually saw clearly that there was no defense on the border of Jiuyan Continent.
There was no one in sight at this time, and there was no one on the sand and sea at the border, which looked strange and weird.
When Ming Zhiyuan was confused, Feng Wu suddenly panicked and shouted: "There is Wu Zun over there."
"What? Turn around and fly." Although Ming Zhiyuan didn't see anything, he believed in the monsters and their ability to sense monsters, so he said to Feng Wu without hesitation.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wu's voice came again: "There are more than one Martial Lord, but don't be afraid, they can't fly."
At this time, Feng Wu's voice was much more normal, and it was still that childish voice: "There are no monsters over there, and no... and no monsters."
"Is it a human race?" Ming Zhiyuan asked, his eyes not as sharp as those of monster beasts.
"Yes, several human races are not weak in strength. I am afraid they are at the level of the Demon Emperor, and their auras are a bit fleshy."
It was the first time Ming Zhiyuan heard the description of "cutting flesh with breath". He couldn't help but remember that when he saw Demon Emperor Ye Ming on the defensive line, he did feel a bit like "cutting flesh with breath".
He hesitated for a moment and asked: "Xiao Wu, can you still maintain the height and fly back? When you go back, fly towards the defense line for an hour and then leave the boundary of the sea of fire, can you do it?"
Feng Wu was stunned for a moment and replied with some fear: "Fly back in a straight line now. I may not even be able to do it. The wound on my foot has opened again."
Ming Zhiyuan lay on Feng Wu and looked down. Sure enough, Feng Wu's claws started bleeding again.
"The people over there have discovered us." Feng Wu's voice came again.
Ming Zhiyuan stood up and looked towards Jiuyan Continent for a while. The boundary of the sea of fire became increasingly clear, and there were a few small black spots not far from the edge of the white sand sea.
There was more than one Martial Lord. Ming Zhiyuan shouted to Feng Wu: "Look back, I will find a way to stop your bleeding and treat your injuries."
Feng Wu shouted almost at the top of his lungs: "If I turn around, I won't be able to fly very far, I will burn you to death."
Ming Zhiyuan felt anxious in his heart. He also knew that Feng Wu could not hold on for long, but once he crossed the Nine Flames Sea of Fire and arrived at the Nine Flames Continent, he would be in a bandit's den.
Just the few people on the border are the biggest trouble.
He leaned over and looked at Feng Wu's paws, and said helplessly: "Then fly forward. After crossing the boundary of the sea of fire, you can lower the altitude and you don't have to work so hard."