"Why is it like this?"
Mo Qingyun revealed a puzzled expression, and he immediately pondered in his heart as he said to himself, "Could it be that only a small portion of these flaming birds contain true blood?"
When this thought arose in his heart, Mo Qingyun stopped thinking about it and prepared to kill a flaming bird to take a look.
In next to no time, Mo Qingyun arrived near a flaming bird and attracted its attention.
This flaming bird's strength wasn't weak, and it was similarly at the 3rd level of the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal Realm.
The flaming bird's perception was extremely sharp, and Mo Qingyun had just approached it when he was discovered by it.
Screech!
When it noticed Mo Qingyun's approach, the flaming bird cried out furiously and pounced towards Mo Qingyun.
The corners of Mo Qingyun's mouth curled up slightly when he saw the flaming bird attacking him, and his figure immediately retreated backwards.
Since the flaming bird took the initiative to approach, it was much easier to deal with it, and he could use the same trick to kill it.
Just like the flaming bird before him, the more Mo Qingyun retreated, the more ferocious the flaming bird's pursuit became.
In next to no time, Mo Qingyun and the flaming bird arrived at a spacious area.
Rise!
After arriving at a spacious area, Mo Qingyun stopped retreating and immediately withdrew eight ancient swords.
The eight ancient swords appeared beside Mo Qingyun and formed a fierce sword formation that blasted towards the flaming bird.
The flaming bird obviously didn't expect that Mo Qingyun would suddenly counterattack and counterattack.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Numerous sounds of sharp lights leaving their sheaths sounded out from the eight ancient swords.
The eight ancient swords once again formed a sword formation and forcefully trapped the flaming bird that was caught off guard.
After trapping the flaming bird in the sword formation, Mo Qingyun didn't hesitate in the slightest and immediately controlled the sword formation to attack the flaming bird.
Under Mo Qingyun's control, the ancient swords produced a black sword light that sealed off the flaming bird's escape route.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
After sealing off the path of the flaming bird, Gu Jian's attack did not stop as it continued to bombard the flaming bird.
Facing the pincer attack of the eight ancient swords, the flaming bird was in great danger. It could be killed by the ancient swords at any time.
Looking at the flaming birds hiding in the sword formation, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly, and a gray light flashed in his left eye.
A hidden beam of soul light shot out of Mo Qingyun's left eye and entered the flaming bird's Sea of Consciousness.
The flaming bird let out a miserable shriek as it was bombarded by the Soul Light, and its consciousness became chaotic.
The flaming bird's consciousness became chaotic, and it forgot to dodge. It was immediately turned into a sieve by the ancient sword.
Seeing the flaming bird's body being destroyed, Mo Qingyun's expression tensed up. His mood became tense as well.
I wonder if the True Blood of the Heavenly Peng exists in this flaming bird's body?
Under Mo Qingyun's nervous gaze, a drop of blood that emitted a terrifying amount of heat entered his line of sight.
"The True Blood of the Heavenly Peng!"
Seeing the True Blood of the Heavenly Peng before him, Mo Qingyun's face lit up. He was extremely excited.
It seemed that his guess was right.
Although not every flaming bird had the True Blood of the Heavenly Peng, it was still good news.
"Collect!"
With the previous lesson, Mo Qingyun prepared to collect the True Blood of the Heavenly Peng as soon as he saw it.
Mo Qingyun raised his hand and made a grabbing motion. A powerful Xuanqing spiritual force erupted from his palm.
Soon, the Xuanqing Spiritual Power turned into a palm shadow and grasped the True Blood of the Heavenly Peng in his hand.
After capturing the True Blood of the Heavenly Peng, Mo Qingyun took out a small jade bottle and stored the True Blood of the Heavenly Peng.
"Lad, stop!"
At this moment, when Mo Qingyun was collecting the True Blood of the Heavenly Peng, a red figure approached him rapidly.
Soon, this person entered the sea of flames and arrived in front of Mo Qingyun.
"He's not afraid of being eroded by the power of the flames!"
Seeing this person's performance, Mo Qingyun was shocked. He was surprised by the other party's ability.
Based on his understanding of the sea of flames, without a body comparable to a Quasi-Sacred Weapon, it was impossible to resist the erosion of the power of the flames.
The person in front of him had a body comparable to a Quasi-Sacred Weapon. Even a Supreme Immortal Weapon could not compare to it.
This made the situation a little strange. How did he resist the sea of flames?
After carefully sizing up the person in front of him, Mo Qingyun knew the reason. He understood why the other party was not afraid of the power of the flames.
The red feather cloak that the young man was wearing could resist the erosion of the power of the sea of flames.
Not only that, but the red feather cloak could also absorb the power of the sea of flames.
Looking at the red feather cloak's performance, it seemed to be using the sea of flames to recover its power bit by bit.
"What a powerful Sacred Aura. It seems that his red feather cloak is a powerful Sacred Weapon."
Realizing that the red feather cloak was not simple, Mo Qingyun's eyes lit up. He was a little tempted by the cloak.
Judging from the power of the cloak, if it was in his hands, he would be completely immune to the sea of flames.
"Quick … look, the Divine Flame Tribe is here."
"Looking at their posture, it seems that they are going to collect the blood of the Phoenix Blood Sky Roc again."
"Are you kidding? The Phoenix Blood Sky Roc's true blood is as precious as a Life Changing Elixir to the Divine Flame Tribe. How can they sit by and do nothing?"
"Oh right, I saw a person enter the sea of flames just now. That person seems to be the number one genius of the Divine Flame Tribe, Hao Shangyong!"
"Did you notice? The red feather cloak that Hao Shangyong is wearing seems to be the Phoenix Feather Cloak, the most precious treasure of the Divine Flame Tribe. "
"Hao Shangyong even brought the Phoenix Feather Cloak. It seems that he is serious this time. He is going to kill all the Flaming Birds."
…
At this moment, everyone had different feelings. They were in awe of the Divine Flame Tribe.
After briefly sizing up Hao Shangyong, Mo Qingyun ignored him and kept the Phoenix Blood Sky Roc's true blood.
He came here for the Phoenix Blood Sky Roc's true blood. How could he give it to someone else?
"Brat, you dare to take the thing that I have my eyes on?"
Seeing Mo Qingyun's action, Hao Shangyong's face turned cold. He glared at Mo Qingyun.
After saying those words, Hao Shangyong was not in a hurry to make a move. He said in a cold tone, "I have no interest in making a move against a junior at the Firefly Stage. As long as you hand over the Phoenix Blood Sky Roc's true blood, I can let you leave safely."
Hearing Hao Shangyong's words, Mo Qingyun immediately snorted. He was full of disdain for Hao Shangyong.
Who does he think he is? Why is it that others can't touch the things that he has his eyes on?
Mo Qingyun glanced at Hao Shangyong from the foot of the mountain with a mocking gaze and said, "The cloak behind you is not bad. As long as you give it to me, I will let you leave this sea of flames alive."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Hao Shangyong couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't think that Mo Qingyun would dare to talk to him like that.
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