A red feather was slightly scorching, and tiny runes like flames were clearly visible on the feathers.

This is just an ordinary feather, but it is different at this time.

This records Na Bi Fang's impression of the mark. This thing cannot be faked. If it is fake, the marks in it will be incomplete or disintegrated.

"If it were humans, I'm afraid they could only use jade slips or something."

Mu Ming sighed in his heart that the monster was full of treasures, even an ordinary feather and a scale, which could carry these marks and engraves.

The earthy yellow scales did not have that mysterious aura, but Mu Ming felt a faint earthy aura.

Seeing this, Mu Ming knew that the fat was born, causing all things to be bored and wherever they pass, they were depressed and lonely.

Earth-attributed creatures can control the power of the earth, and so does Fei Yi, but he is the other extreme. He longs for all living things, and his instinct believes that all eternals should return to the earth.

This is why Fei Yi once thought it was a sin.

A green willow branch appeared in the palm of his palm, and two marks were rolled up and slowly disappeared from the surface of his body, and Mu Ming also sat down slowly.

And during this time, there were also storms below.

The two monsters naturally were unwilling to accept this, and the unwillingness and grievance in their hearts suddenly exploded.

The two monsters were almost invincible. They defeated the two disciples at the first time and seized their own marks, and it was not over yet.

They rushed towards another group of disciples.

"Damn it, why didn't the magic vine kill them!"

Some disciples were frightened, but had to deal with the battle, and couldn't help but complain at this time.

"What's the point of junior brother? The demon vine wishes that this will cause trouble to us."

Someone sneered, but he was also very depressed.

"What are you talking about? Suppress directly. Just now, the disciples of Danfeng and the disciples in Jiufeng Pavilion can defeat them. Are so many of us inferior to them?"

Someone stopped several people from complaining and directly said the key point. When others heard the sound, the fear in their hearts slowly disappeared.

Although the disciples in Jiufeng Pavilion and the disciples of Danfeng are powerful, they are only a few of them after all. There are at least fifty disciples here. Not to mention that there are disciples 6 Xushou in the back. These disciples are not top figures among masters on May Day, and many of them have extremely powerful weapons.

The monsters who were defeated on both ends are naturally no problem.

Many people fought at the first time, and the two monsters were even more infuriated. It would be fine if the magic vine suppressed them. They were all monsters, both strong and weak, so naturally there was nothing to worry about. However, just now Mu Ming's strange magical power made his clone defeat directly, and even spent a lot of qi and blood to restore his cultivation.

At this time, these people were aroused by the anger, and when they took action, they did not hold back, and directly turned into a huge body and crushed away. When the strange power in their bodies was dispersed, many people felt that their divine power was exhausted, and their power was greatly reduced in terms of magic and magic power.

However, Fei Yi was also shocked. These disciples were not weak. Many of them had extremely powerful weapons in their hands. Moreover, these disciples could use the simple joint attack technique to block Fei Yi's figure.

The body exploded with rays of light, and the scales on the body fell off one by one, causing cracks to appear on the ground.

However, in the blink of an eye, all of these injuries were repaired.

The same is true for Bi Fang. All the feathers flew out of their bodies, and a large red scissor hovered in the air, blocking those magical powers and weapons.

Whether it was the disciples who had been meditating or those who had been with the disciples around them for a while, they all rushed over at this time.

They have more or less seized some of the marks of monsters, so they naturally understand the importance of these marks. Otherwise, why did the Suzaku Bird cross the place where the monks in the previous spirit realm were located to swallow the monsters and devour their bodies? The most important thing was to obtain the mark.

Because no matter from what perspective, the mark of the monster is more complete and profound.

"Kill, this monster is not that powerful. He has already lost once, so he will naturally lose the second time."

Someone exclaimed that because at this time Fei Yi's body had more scales, drops of blood fell on the ground, and a lot of essence and blood could not return to his own heart.

But the price is that two treasures were directly blown up by Fei Yi's means and turned into pieces and rolled back.

The disciples who urged Canbao vomited blood even more, their minds were damaged, their bodies were defeated, and their faces were pale.

At this time, 30% of the feathers on Bi Fang's body fell off, and the remaining feathers were much darker on his body.

"Quick, the Vermilion Bird has walked out of the second level again."

A disciple noticed the change of the Vermilion Bird. At this time, the Vermilion Bird slowly walked up two ladders. At this moment, the Vermilion Bird was already far ahead, and he began to integrate his own magic.

Many people saw the sound and saw that the red boy was sitting cross-legged there, with a small figure, but it made everyone feel depressed, as if his heart was blocked by a mountain.

Many people suddenly felt much quieter when they saw this scene, but when they took action, they became even more sharp, and thick rays of light rushed away with the power of destruction.

"Damn, these people really think that I am a rotten tree, so I will fight."

Fei Yi fired out the real fire, and when he took action, the evil spirit became heavier. The breath emitted directly turned into divine chains, forming furnaces and exploded and impacted towards everyone.

At this time, Mu Ming and his men also slowly stood up and climbed the steps slowly.

When Mu Ming and his men reached the 90th level, a girl stood up and came to the side of the men.

"What do you mean?"

The demon vine looked at the man coldly.

The girl didn't care about the tone of Magic Vine. She glanced at Ming and others, especially after seeing the little golden ant lying on the shoulder of the little monk, her eyes became more unnatural.

Finally, the girl turned her eyes on Mu Ming, and after looking for a while, she said, "This little fellow Taoist, why not let's mark it."

Mu Ming looked at the girl in front of him with a strange look. The girl looked not very old, at most eight or nine years old, with a faint pink skin. Although she was very delicate, the eyes in her eyes were not as innocent as she should have at this age, but very quiet.

However, Mu Ming understood after thinking that she was a monster, but she didn't know what the body was. She calmed down and said calmly: "It's not impossible, just wait for a moment."

"Oh? What does this mean? It's good for both parties, why is it delayed?"

The girl was puzzled and asked, her voice sounded very nice. For some reason, Mu Ming heard her voice and remembered Lin Fang.

Mu Ming chuckled softly, "Because... I'm even more curious about what the mark of the Suzaku looks like."

The girl was startled, slowly put away her smile, looked at the magic vine and nodded and stepped back.

"Thank you."

Magic Vine looked at Mu Ming and said softly.

Wooden name shook his head and said nothing.

"Sister, why do you have to exchange marks with them? Our marks are enough to integrate with each other."

The girl returned to the place where she had meditated before. As soon as she sat down, a young man behind her said in confusion.

The girl turned around and said, "It's not that she was attracted to his mark, but I'm very curious about his power. You have also seen the previous battle. Fei Yi's clone is far stronger than him, but she looks like a slight blocking power in front of that power. If there is no error in response, he may not be able to fully exert that power."

Although the young man was full of doubts, he did not ask any more questions, but just turned his attention to Mu Ming and others.

The few people did not stop here. With the magic vine as the one, the few people walked towards the place where the Suzaku was above.

The Suzaku also stood up at this time. He did not change his body immediately, and was still a boy in red.

A fiery red robe draped over her body, as if it was a burning stream of fire, with fire in her eyes, her eyes slowly flowing, runes overflowing, and two lines of blood-colored liquid slowly flowed out of her eyes, but it was not blood, but the totem he was engraving.

Seeing this, Di Long looked surprised in his eyes and said, "He is strengthening his body."

Several people nodded. Seeing his changes, the blood did not fall vertically, but continued to spread on their faces, and finally gathered on some acupoints on their bodies.

In just a blink of an eye, red light spots flashed on him.

The 108 acupoints in Zhoutian were strengthened by his inscribed totems.

Zhuque didn't dare to be careless. The magic vine alone was no worse than his. Not to mention that there were a few people who had scoundrels next to him.

"If this is true, why not cooperate."

The voice of the boy who was transformed into the Vermilion Bird was not as tender as his appearance, but was a little deeper.

The demon vine sneered: "You can achieve the same goal after you seize your mark."

Zhuque Bird said: "Since that's the case, there's nothing to say. I like the smell of you very much."

"Then come here, I don't mind letting you feel that smell again."

The Magic Vine rarely talks too much, but her tone becomes colder.

"Hercules ant? Are you really willing to be trapped by them? Why don't you wake up quickly?"

The Vermilion Bird had long noticed the situation of Hercules Ant, but he was unable to understand why a monster was willing to be buried, and he was not at all unwilling to do so, and he looked extremely pious.

"Fellow Taoist, I'll wait for you."

The Hercules Ant said lightly. At this time, golden light was scattered all over his body, and a strange wave radiated. It was a Buddhist technique. The young monk wanted to teach him some Buddhist mental methods, and at this time he wanted to try it in practice.

"Scum." The Vermilion Bird sighed in his heart, and after a cold snorted at the heaviest, he became solemn.

At this time, he understood that the methods of the few people were very strange. He just tried, because at the earliest, he felt a force that seemed to be extremely restrained by him. Needless to say, he knew what this force was.

The strange power of conservation makes people devout a certain belief, which is the most terrifying.

Even if he is a monster, he knows that what he needs is an exploration of the Tao, rather than being devout to a certain belief, which will make him lose himself.

boom!

Suddenly, Zhuque moved, but his target was not someone else but the little monk.

Mu Ming's expression changed. He thought that the Suzaku Bird might be difficult for him, but now it seems that it is not.

However, the little monk seemed to be unafraid.

A syllable is spit out of his mouth, and the bowl on the top of his head becomes larger and turns into a supreme treasure, which looks like a bell but not a bell, or a bowl but not a bowl.
To be continued...