Chapter 2555

No one thought that today, in the nest left by Kunpeng, we could see this legendary creature.

Moreover, the meandering river runs across the island, and the number of fish in the river is at least tens of thousands of medium-sized groups, even if there are not millions. The power of time and space on the island makes the friars unable to fly with their weapons, which means that if they want to explore the real nest of Kunpeng in the deep of the island, they can only cross the river full of Yuhuang fish.

The short and thin young friar of the eastern land God Dynasty was obviously blocked by the Yuyu by the river and could not move forward.

"The Phoenix fish contains the rhyme of water and fire. As long as enough fish are captured and swallowed, whether they will enter the Kunpeng's nest or not is nothing..." Just as ye Lingfeng was thinking about how to cross the river, a monk was already shining in his eyes and flying forward.

But when the friar reached out to catch a fish in the river. The surface of the water was flowing quietly, just like dumplings suddenly came down. The crackling sound was incessant, and then the dense flames jumped up from the water.

The fish were red and dripping, like flowing magma. They were not like creatures, but like works of art.

But when the Phoenix fish and the friar touched each other, the beautiful work of art revealed the claws of death. Just a few minutes later, the flame enveloped the monk.

No matter how the monk put out the terrible fire, he could not put it out, or even make it burn more fiercely. Under the terrible burning, the fire poison attacked the heart. The monk plunged into the river like crazy, trying to extinguish the fire with the river. But unfortunately, he was welcomed by more Yuhuang.

In the blink of an eye, the flames rose on the water. After a few breath, the monk's howling stopped at last. On the river, there was a black shadow formed by the black ashes burned from the dead bones.

And the shadow, after a phoenix fish jumped out of the water and fell down again, immediately dispersed, sank to the bottom and disappeared.

For a moment, the riverside was as silent as death. No one thought that there was no deviation in the legendary records about the horror of the Phoenix fish, and even the real situation was even better than that of the legend.

This fish is really terrible. If it's just one, it's all right. But it's often hundreds or thousands of joint actions. It's just the common saying that ants can eat elephants and fat mays can shake trees.

Ye Lingfeng's eyes are beating and his mind is constantly fluctuating. He considers how to cross the river. Finally, he felt that with the help of Jinwu plume and the same true Phoenix blood, he might be able to protect him through the river.

"What are you doing?" Just as ye Lingfeng thought about it, there was a cry of surprise in the crowd.

Ye Lingfeng followed his reputation and was surprised to find that the skinny monk, who had been standing by the river frowning and pondering, jumped up like a big bird and appeared on the top of the crowd behind him. Then he stretched out his hand like a falcon's claw, lifted a monk who had no time for the Golden elixir in his hand, and flew towards the river.

As soon as he got close to the river, he threw the captured friar at the surface of the water channel, and the man sprang up. With the tip of his foot on the Friar's body, he fell on the other side like an arrow.

The monk, who was trampled on by him, was surrounded by the terrible school of yellow croakers when he landed on the other side. The flames sprayed, and within a few breath, they turned into flying ash and splashed down the river.

It's so cruel to use living people as pedals to help you cross the river full of Yuhuang fish!

Rao Shi Ye Lingfeng is used to life and death, but he still feels shocked when he looks at the picture.

Especially when the friar of the eastern earth God made these movements, his eyes looked like ice, without any fluctuation. The look in his eyes made Ye Lingfeng's back colder than his actions. That kind of eyes, let Ye Lingfeng feel, in this person's eyes, the monk he used to foot, is not a life of flesh and blood, but a grass that can be trampled on at will.

This kind of behavior also owes the Luo family the face to regard itself as a deity, believing that all the people in the clan are deities.

What's the difference between this so-called God and cold stone? I can't blame my parents for being treated like that!

It's just this kind of thinking. Ye Lingfeng suddenly feels that the breath behind him suddenly becomes tense. He turns his head and sweeps away. He can't help but show an indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth. After the short and thin friar set a precedent, many friars also began to look coldly at the friars around them.

Obviously, these people also intend to use the poor monks as pedals to cross the river.

Among these people, Luo Rong and others, who came from the Eastern god Dynasty as well as the short and thin friars, were the most. Even now, Luorong had already mentioned a monk in Jindan realm. Before he came to the river, he took the opportunity to fly across the river.

"How do you two want to cross the river?" In a flash of body shape, after leaning on the side of Yun Wanbo and Mingxin little monk, ye Lingfeng said.When the little monk heard the words, his face turned bitter. Just a moment ago, he had felt four or five waves of murderous eyes passing over him. He could be sure that if he was not a man of Langya Pavilion, but a friar, many people would have planned to catch him and throw him over the river as a pedal to cross the river.

Although with his strength, nature is not afraid of the means of those people, and even can turn those people as pedals. But as a monk, he can't cross the river with real life as a pedal.

"If you don't worry, enter the temple and I'll take you across the river!" Ye Lingfeng saw this and said with a gentle smile.

Just now, he was just trying to see the little monk's character. Now the little monk Mingxin's reaction made him very satisfied, so he naturally took him across the river to the opposite side of the river.

"Thank you very much." Hearing the words, the little monk of Mingxin hastily gives a deep gift to Ye Lingfeng.

Brush! Ye Lingfeng doesn't talk nonsense either. After he smiles and nods to Yun Wanbo, he releases the holy hall, sweeps them, brings them in, shrinks the holy hall, and then jumps to the river with his golden plume.

In a flash, the golden plumes were shining, and a touch of golden flame surrounded the whole body. After perceiving that someone had jumped over the river, the fish had already jumped up, but after perceiving the smell of gold and black, they fell back into the river.