Chapter 620

The three legged bird swears. When its wings flutter, it releases a flame.

When Wang Dali was burned by the fire, he didn't feel hot, but felt warm and comfortable.

It turned out that the king vigorously practiced the sun golden Sutra and the black Sutra of the dead. His body is the sun body. Naturally, he is not afraid of fire, even the fire on the tripod.

"Monster, monster -"

The three legged bird turned to see that Wang Dali was all right and immediately screamed.

This scene, simply premature!

Isn't it strange that a monster should call people monsters?

When the audience saw this scene, they burst out laughing. Damn it, the three legged bird is unique. They won't be a spicy chicken clown and give in.

Tang Ling was surprised to see the fire on Wang Dali's arm, so she came forward to help punch and take the three legged bird.

"Don't go, you won't die!"

The angel Liang Bing immediately grabbed Tang Ling and explained, "the flame of the three legged bird is not the ordinary fire, but the xuanyang fire in the three yang. If your body is born, it will burn you to death!"

"Isn't brother Dali dangerous?" Tang Ling was stunned.

"Don't worry, the fire of the sun can't help him, not to mention the fire of xuanyang. Just look at it!" Liang Bing said.

"All right!"

Tang Ling stopped moving and watched at ease.

The three legged bird looked at Wang Dali and immediately turned around and stung Wang Dali's arm.

Wang Dali ate the pain and let go immediately.

The three legged bird falls to the ground, runs a few steps, and wants to fly.

Wang Dali rushed forward, threw the three legged bird under him and caught it.

"You silly bird, dare you scold me?" Wang Dali fought with the tripod and shook the tripod's neck.

"Stop yelling, stop yelling!"

"Then who is the silly bird?" Wang Dali was proud.

"I am, I am, let go, let go!" the three legged bird immediately sold out and admitted his mistake.

"You know, or you'll have to strip off your hair and roast it!" Wang Dali was satisfied with the relaxation. The three legged bird pedaled one foot and hit Wang Dali's face. Then the exhibition flew up and was about to escape.

At this critical moment, a white chain came and put it around the three legged bird's neck, and one end of the chain was holding the angel liangbing's hand.

"Hehe, silly bird, can you run away?" Liang Bing gloated.

"Bad angel, bad angel" the three legged bird flew vigorously, but as soon as the chain was pulled, it fell to the ground and fell in a panic.

"That's great, sister liangbing. Where did you get this chain and can lock it?" Tang Ling was surprised. She didn't know what chain liangbing had before.

Liang Bing was proud, laughed and said, "don't underestimate this chain. It's the holy energy condensation of the holy angel. It's stronger than carbon fiber. This silly bird can't earn it!"

Wang Dali was relieved.

"Good means, how can I do the cohesion chain? Can I learn?" Wang Dali's heart is hot.

"Your mental strength seems to be worse. If you want to condense such a chain, your brain does not have enough computation. First, calculate and build a model in your mind, and then shape the energy. Just the first few steps can crash your brain!"

Liang Bing pointed to his forehead and took a look at Wang Dali. Wang Dali now has a few kilograms. She completely knows that this is the power of the angel's insight eye.

Wang Dali suddenly.

Liang Bing has pointed out the refining method of the chain, which seems not too difficult.

Wang Dali closed his eyes and quickly opened them. As soon as his hand turned over, a mass of the fire of the sun condensed in the palm of his hand. The fire of the sun suddenly changed and condensed into a chain.

The chain quickly condensed and fabricated, and immediately condensed more than a foot.

"What a high comprehension!" Liang Bing was surprised.

Tang Ling was stunned and only looked at the chain slowly condensed on Wang Dali's hand. This is a miracle, okay? It's like something out of nothing.

But the essence is not like this. Wang Dali now uses the fire of the sun to refine the chain!

"Is this still martial arts?"

The audience was amazed. At Tianjin Jingwu gate, Huo Xiaoling stared at Wang Dali in the video and muttered, "sure enough, this is not martial arts, but magic!"

When everyone was amazed, the slowly condensed chain couldn't be controlled and suddenly collapsed.

Wang Dali hugged his head and felt a terrible pain: "shit, I'm really out of strength. My head hurts so much that I almost became an idiot!"

"You really think I'm joking, but you know the essentials. It's just poor skill and heat!" Liang Bing pulled the three legged bird proudly.

"Let go, let go, bad angel, bad angel" cried the three legged bird.

"Silly bird, do you remember me?" Liang Bing said to the three legged bird.

The three legged bird looked at Liang Bing curiously. After thinking for a long time, it was very confused. After a long time, it jumped up and shouted, "angel, angel, bird man, bird man -"

"This silly bird is still so cheap. It's really stubborn!" Liang Bing immediately rubbed his temples in distress.

"Sister Liang Bing, have you seen it before?"

Tang Ling is a little surprised. As far as she knows, angel liangbing has not been to the earth for thousands of years. If so, the silly bird in front of her has really lived for a long time and can become a monster.

"Yes, when many civilizations fought against the solar civilization, this silly bird was lucky and was brought here by us. Unexpectedly, after so many years, it was still here. With its mouth so smelly, it was almost killed and roasted. I was merciful and let it live!" Liang Bing sighed.

"Lying in the trough, this silly bird has lived so long that it can't be a monster?" Wang Dali was startled.

Liang Bing glared and scolded: "you are a monster. Why don't you say you are an immortal?"

"Gods, monsters? Hehe, the same, all the same, not all higher life, it's not strange to live longer!" Wang Dali hurriedly made peace with the mud.

"You know, when you live for thousands of years that day, will you call yourself a monster?" Liang Bing rolled his eyes.

"How can I? No matter how long I live, I'm still a human, or an immortal or a divine man!" Wang Dali is quite speechless. If he can live forever, Amitabha! Where do you care whether it's a human or a demon?