Fengming Douluo

Chapter 11

In the gloomy forest of soul beasts, among the dense grass Lin Ye, occasionally flashes of green light, or blue, red light, and occasionally the roar of beasts can be heard from afar.

A purple-red flame figure, carrying a pair of purple-red fire wings with a wingspan of two meters, holding five gorgeous purple-red flame feathers, flying through the dense forest, just like a bird just starting to learn to fly. One moment, one left and one right, like a drunk brawny, slammed his pair of purple flames, crookedly followed by a huge figure on the top of the tree and flew out of the forest.

Above the crooked figure, on the top of the dense forest, the huge figure, upon closer inspection, turned out to be Flanders possessed by Martial Soul, a four-eyed cat and eagle.

And the figure flying crookedly below was Ma Hongjun, who was just flying.

After taking off with Flanders, Ma Hongjun discovered that he was pitted by Flanders. Although he did have the ability to fly after absorbing the spirit ring, he hadn’t practiced yet.

Moreover, in the dense forest of black gulongdong, green light, blue light, red light, and yellow light flashed from time to time in the distance. Ma Hongjun didn’t need to guess, he knew that they were the eyes of some kind of soul beast.

What else can be illuminated by the flames of his whole body, but only 20 meters around him can be seen clearly, okay?

At such a close distance, that is, a matter of a few wings, he was afraid that he would bump into a tree if he didn’t pay attention.

Ma Hongjun has no doubt that there will be such a possibility. When he was in college in his previous life, Brother Ma of Cultivation World, sometimes when he was talking to fellow daoist, ran into telephone poles while holding his mobile phone.

So he is flying very carefully now, and it’s the first time to fly. He doesn’t have a grasp of skills and strength. He is afraid of flying and falling.

He has seen the scene where the birds just start to fly and fall off, so he has no doubt whether he can fly perfectly.

When he and Flander just left, Flander, who was flying above the treetop, flashed a sly light in his eyes. Of course he knew Ma Hongjun’s situation, but with him, he was confident that Ma Hongjun was not in danger. It’s normal to fly into a tree, or fly down. It’s just a bit of a pain, and it makes him feel exhausted because of tension.

Hey-hey! Flander, a pit apprentice, is so unscrupulous!

Honest man Ma Hongjun was scammed by his teacher if he succeeded!

I’m really afraid of what’s coming. It’s not that Ma Hongjun is about to hit a big tree in front of him. He hastily controlled the direction of the phoenix wings, but he didn’t know how to master his strength, or how to maintain his balance, and then he was gorgeous and beautiful. Fell from the air.

“Fuck! Fuck! Teacher, save me, I’m going to fall!”

Ma Hongjun exclaimed nervously. The more he fell, the more nervous he became, and the more nervous Phoenix Wing was, the more he would not listen to his commands. The faster he fell, the faster he fell, the harder he would flap his wings.

Well, the vicious circle…

“boom!”

After successfully falling from a low altitude, Ma Hongjun felt that he had hit a tea tree, but it was a bit strange how the tree was soft.

Because he smelled the scent of tea when he first hit the tree, Ma Hongjun felt that he hit the tea tree.

As everyone knows, his low-altitude fall also shocked a seven or eight-year-old child who Lin Jian was fighting with a mandala snake for more than four hundred years.

Thinking that there was another soul beast, I almost shot a Sleep Arrow. Fortunately, he has a purple magic pupil, and his eyesight will not be affected when it is dark, so I can see that it is about the same size as him, bathed in purple and red. The flame, carrying a pair of purple-red fire wings, with long red hair in Mohigan style, and a child with five purple-red flame feathers floating on his back.

So he stopped the Sleeve Arrow that he wanted to shoot out in time, otherwise he would kill a kid by mistake.

It’s just a little strange, how could he fly in the soul beast forest by himself at so late, and there was nothing to attack him, how could he fall from the air.

Ma Hongjun accidentally smashed the mandala snake directly on the head, and also smashed the mandala snake in a daze.

Although Ma Hongjun asked Flender to save him, the people and snakes who were fighting life and death were focused on the other party, so they didn’t hear or notice.

When he noticed, Ma Hongjun had already finished a gorgeous low-altitude fall.

“His!”

The mandala snake screamed in pain, and the thing that hit its head had the aura of fear on its body, and it was surrounded by purple flames, extremely hot, and it had already touched its body and started to burn.

The mandala snake hurt, and the snake head flicked, throwing Ma Hongjun at the kid who was fighting with it, staring at them vigilantly.

It wasn’t that it had never thought of directly attacking Ma Hongjun, but the Phoenix coercion on Ma Hongjun made it scared, and there was also the fiery flame that made it painful.

The most damn it is that this flame is so difficult to entangle, it threw the man out, and it was still burning on its head.

If this is ignored, its life will be gone. The mandala snake dare not think about it. If it takes a second to think it will make it more painful. It quickly rubbed its head on the ground and tried to extinguish the purple fire on its head. .

But Ma Hongjun’s Phoenix purple fire is so easy to extinguish, and the poisonous mandala snake’s body is the best fuel for purple fire. Before it extinguishes the flame on his head, the purple fire has spread all over his body.

The mandala snake panicked, screamed in pain, and flopped vigorously on the spot, like a fire snake dancing wildly, with broken branches and leaves, dust flying, and the mandala snake trying to extinguish the purple fire.

When Ma Hongjun was thrown out on the other side, he realized that he had not fallen on the tea tree, but on some kind of soul beast.

And the kid fighting with the mandala snake was Tang San who followed the master to obtain the spirit ring. The master had been poisoned and unconscious, and he could only fight alone.

Ma Hongjun’s low-altitude fall also caused the Mandala Snake and Tang San to stop fighting together. Looking at Ma Hongjun who was thrown by the Mandala Snake, Tang San didn’t know whether to pick it up or not.

Don’t pick it up, the child will definitely hit the ground again, and the mandala snake is not too powerful to throw it out in a panic. Maybe it will break bones and breaks when hitting the ground, or even cause internal injuries.

Then, the child is bathed in flames that are dangerous at first sight. Didn’t you see the painful mandala snake?

This way Tang San was a bit difficult, but not taking it was against the chivalry in his heart, so he still chose to take it.

However, Tang San was not stupid enough to pick it up with his hands, but instead urged the blue silver grass that hadn’t attached a spirit ring, used Tang Clan’s stunt to control the crane and grabbed the dragon, and quickly entangled towards Ma Hongjun.

But he still underestimated Ma Hongjun’s Phoenix flames, his blue silver grass ignited when he touched it, but it was not without effect.

Under the urging of Tang San regardless of his consumption, the speed at which Ma Hongjun was thrown into the air slowed down.

When Ma Hongjun was thrown into the air, he began to adjust his figure quickly, so with the cooperation of Tang San’s Lan Yincao, he finally landed firmly in front of Tang San when he was about to hit Tang San.

“This Xiongtai, are you okay?”

Tang San quickly disconnected from the spreading Blue Silver Grass, put away Martial Soul, and asked slightly alertly.

Ma Hongjun saw the scene clearly and put away Martial Soul, because he had already recognized who the child was in front of him.

The blue silver grass, the mandala snake, and the black-clothed middle-aged man lying motionless not far away, so recognizable features, it would be weird if he couldn’t recognize it.

“Thank you Xiongtai for your rescue, I’m fine!”

Ma Hongjun felt what Tang San said was interesting, and followed his response.

Tang San nodded faintly, and then looked at the mandala snake. At this time, the mandala snake was almost dead, but Ma Hongjun was beside him, and he couldn’t use the Hidden Weapons to give the mandala snake the last blow. Can’t help but look a little anxious.

But Ma Hongjun didn’t realize that Tang San, who was about to kill him, would lose the mandala snake’s spirit ring, and said to himself.

“Hello, brother, my name is Ma Hongjun, and my uncle’s grandfather is Jack, the village head of Shenghun Village. Are you called Tang San?”

“Huh? How do you know my name is Tang San? And I haven’t heard Grandpa Jack say that he has any grandson.”

Tang San asked vigilantly, and quietly raised his left arm, as long as he found that the situation was not right, he would do it without hesitation.

Ma Hongjun didn’t notice Tang San’s movements and explained.

“My parents died when I was very young. I have been raised by my elderly grandfather, so I have never been to the Holy Soul Village to find my uncle and grandfather. A month ago, the deacon Su Yuntao from the Martial Soul Hall came to us. The village performed the Martial Soul awakening ceremony and sighed that he had awakened a Martial Soul blue silver grass, Innate full of spirit child in the Holy Soul Village.”

“I just saw that when you saved me, the Martial Soul used was Blue Silver Grass, so I guessed that you might be Tang San from Su Yuntao’s mouth. After all, Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul rarely has spirit power. Look. You just urged Lan Yincao to save me. Obviously you have spirit power, so I guess you may be Tang San in the village of my uncle and grandfather.”

“Well, I’m glad to meet you, I’m Tang San from Grandpa Jack’s village in Su Yuntao’s mouth, but hey, forget it, it’s out of play, just look for it again!”

Tang San replied indifferently, Ma Hongjun’s words were justified and well-founded, and he didn’t believe that a child could make up such a perfect lie. It was just the time of talking to Ma Hongjun that the mandala snake had been given away by Ma Hongjun’s purple fire. Burned to death, which meant that this spirit ring that was extremely suitable for him was out of play, so Tang San didn’t do anything to kill Ma Hongjun, he was already well-trained.

Tang San walked towards the master decadently after talking, let’s look at his teacher quickly, he is in a coma, don’t have any more accidents.