#626 - White feathered bird
“Clang!!!”
Red scales cover white feathers, and the feathers are branded with scarlet flames.
Veins like blood threads covered its entire body, and the soaring flames instantly filled the wind and snow, accompanied by a loud phoenix cry.
Clearly, Wei Changtian had never seen a real phoenix before, and his impression of this mythical creature only existed in the film and television works of his previous life.
Although this huge monster covered in flames was quite different from those gorgeous crimson images in film and television, the first reaction that appeared in his mind was—
Even if it's not a phoenix, this thing is definitely not weak.
“...”
While the monster was still tumbling in the air, the five slowly gathered together, each giving their analyzed information.
“Young Master! This demon probably has nearly a thousand years of cultivation, and its strength is definitely not weaker than this humble general!” This was said by Lu Huang.
“No wonder the huge Immortal Pool never freezes all year round! It turns out this thing is hidden at the bottom of the water!” This was said by Zhang San.
“No wonder people often say they have seen the Nine Heavens Divine Bird in the Tianshan Mountains! It turns out it's this demon!” This was said by Huang Sheng.
The three quickly finished speaking, then raised their knives and stared intently at the fiery red beast's every move in the distance.
Yang Liushi, who was protected behind the four men, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly:
“Young Master, this seems to be a White Feather Crimson Bird...”
“You call this thing a bird???”
Wei Changtian glanced at the rolling sea of fire in the air, thinking that this thing was almost the size of an airplane.
However, the name White Feather Crimson Bird does fit its image.
“Young Master, I'm just guessing.”
On the other side, Yang Liushi frowned: “There are also White Feather Crimson Birds in the Ten Thousand Mountains. I coughed, once had the good fortune to see one, and its appearance is very similar to this one in front of me.”
“It's just that this beast is mostly gentle in nature. Normally, it only covers itself with flames when it is extremely angry.”
“I don't know why it's like this now...”
“...”
Gentle?
Looking at the two beast eyes on the huge bird's head that had turned red, Wei Changtian really couldn't connect it with these two words.
As for anger...
Who knows why it's angry?
His group hadn't done anything, and they couldn't even sit next to the Immortal Pool to rest?
Could it be that this is its territory? Did he anger it by intruding?
For a time, many questions flashed through Wei Changtian's mind.
But he was too lazy to seek answers.
Anyway, although this thing looks intimidating, it is at most a Third-Rank realm.
If it really dares to cause him trouble, then he doesn't mind letting this Immortal Pool freeze from today onwards!
“General Lu, you and I go forward!”
With a loud shout, the internal force around Wei Changtian suddenly surged, and the sheath of the Starfall Blade at his waist also glowed with golden light.
“The rest retreat!”
“嗖! 嗖嗖!”
Zhang San, Huang Sheng, and Yang Liushi did not hesitate. Upon hearing the order, they immediately flashed away towards the direction away from the lake.
The opponent is a giant bird flying in the sky, and “Walking in the Sky” is a supernatural power that can only be mastered by the Upper Three Ranks.
Under this circumstance, the three, who were also Middle Three Ranks, knew that once a fight broke out, they would not only be unable to help, but would also become a burden, so they retreated very decisively.
Even Yang Liushi only gave Wei Changtian a slightly worried look, and did not say a word of nonsense, presumably for fear of distracting him.
“Whoosh!”
“General Lu! Go!”
Narrowing his eyes, Wei Changtian did not hesitate at all, and immediately waved his knife and soared up.
“Yes! Young Master!”
Lu Huang also did not hesitate upon hearing this, and jumped up with his knife close behind.
“Swish! Swish!”
The two figures were like arrows leaving the string, and in the blink of an eye, they had reached mid-air.
Their figures continued to move forward, and in the next moment, they collided head-on with the crimson bird, which was like a ball of flame.
“Bang!!!”
“Boom boom boom!!!”
“Roar!!!!”
The loud noise shook the sky, stirring up countless white waves.
The flames splashed, and the golden light on the ground overwhelmed the moonlight in the sky.
At this moment, I don't know how many avalanches rolled down on the peaks of the entire Tianshan Mountains, and I don't know whether there were more stars in the sky or sparks scattered over the Immortal Pool.
Only the continuous collisions and roars echoed in the night sky, intertwined into dense lightning and thunder.
Above the head of the White Feather Crimson Bird.
“嗖!!!”
“Buzz!!!!”
Wei Changtian held the high-frequency vibrating Leiying Blade tightly in his hand, leading hundreds of long blades to strike the bird's head again.
His figure was blurred, and flames were churning around him. At first glance, he looked like a living Yama from hell.
Wei Changtian didn't know where the weakness of this White Feather Crimson Bird was, but he thought it would be right to attack its head.
Lu Huang was wandering in a slightly lower position, launching a fierce attack on the latter's two giant wings.
Both of them are Third-Rank, and one of them also has Second-Rank strength, so it is more than enough to kill a demon beast with only Third-Rank strength.
However, although the fight was lively and victory was only a matter of time, Wei Changtian didn't quite understand what this battle was about.
To put it bluntly, it seems a bit inexplicable.
First of all, the initiator of this battle was undoubtedly the White Feather Crimson Bird.
But you must know that whether it is a human or a demon beast, there must be a reason for doing things.
Demon beasts with extremely low cultivation may be more ferocious, and there may be behaviors of "eating people upon meeting".
However, old demons with extremely deep cultivation, due to the increase in intelligence, rarely have such "unreasonable" situations.
After all, cultivators can vaguely sense the cultivation of demon beasts, and demon beasts can in turn sense the realm of human cultivators.
Therefore, this White Feather Crimson Bird should be able to judge that it cannot resist his group of people.
Then why did it jump out to die?
Did the demon beast also suffer from cultivation deviation?
Wei Changtian couldn't figure it out, but he didn't stop his hands. Every time the knife fell, there would be a loud bang, and the beast's blood and flames were mixed together and difficult to distinguish.
With his current strength, although he can't kill it with one blow, every attack can cause great damage to the White Feather Crimson Bird.
Because of this, after fighting for dozens of breaths, Lu Huang found an excellent opportunity for the White Feather Crimson Bird, which was desperately trying to break free from Wei Changtian.
“Mountain Break!!!”
With a roar, the long knife in Lu Huang's hand suddenly flashed with a dazzling cyan light, and in an instant, it soared more than ten times, turning into a huge blade of nearly ten feet long.
Immediately, the blade fell and slashed fiercely on the right wing of the White Feather Crimson Bird.
“Boom!!!”
“Crack!!!!”
The sound of bone cracking was like a mountain collapsing, and the cyan blade sank into half of the giant wing. After a slight pause, it continued downward, bringing with it a flame wing the size of an airplane wing.
“Roar!!!!!”
The White Feather Crimson Bird, with one wing broken, let out the most painful roar since the fight began, and could no longer maintain its flying state.
No matter how it struggled or flapped its other wing, its huge body fell straight towards the Immortal Pool.
At this time, Wei Changtian also chased the bird's head downward, and at the same time, stabbed the widened beast's eyes with a Guichen Blade.
“Puchi!”
The blade entered the eye, and the blade energy twisted the brain.
When the Guichen Blade, filled with the meaning of silence, was frantically twisting in the skull of the White Feather Crimson Bird, this demon bird with nearly a thousand years of cultivation had lost all vitality.
“Bang!!!”
The huge beast corpse smashed onto the lake surface, as if it had hit a copper wall and iron wall, and the muffled loud noise echoed endlessly in the thousands of snow-capped mountains.
Wei Changtian took advantage of the force to leap upward, avoiding the surging lake water, and then lightly landed on the bird's head that had not yet sunk.
“Clang!”
He pulled out Leiying and returned the knife to its sheath.
Wei Changtian glanced at the huge beast eyes under his feet that had become bloody and blurred, and frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
