Chapter 830

"Cheng Feng, this is unlikely."

However, as soon as Cheng Feng's guess was put forward, it was rejected by Nalan Changsheng: "because there is only one rosefinch in the world."

"Since the little white bird is not a rosefinch, why can it spit out the fire of a rosefinch?"

"In fact, this flame only has the taste of rosefinch fire, not the real rosefinch fire."

Nalan said, "otherwise, just a little fire can turn the whole ancient jungle into scorched earth!"

"So I think the little white bird should have very pure rosefinch blood."

"Maybe it's the offspring of the divine beast rosefinch!"

"Descendants of the divine beast rosefinch..."

Cheng Feng nodded: "I'm afraid, eight or nine are inseparable from ten!"

While Cheng Feng was talking with Nalan for a long time.

More than ten miles away, the eight armed King Kong was already in a hurry, and his eyes were full of fear.

I saw the flames rolling around it. After the flame burned all its hair, it didn't mean to extinguish at all. On the contrary, it burned more and more, burning it to pieces and roaring again and again.

Soon, the eight arm King Kong couldn't carry it.

Its red eyes swept into the depths of the ancient jungle and immediately ran away.

"Ran away?"

Seeing this scene, Cheng Feng's eyebrows jumped wildly.

I didn't expect that the threat from the eight armed King Kong would be settled so easily.

It also shows how terrible the fire of rosefinch is.

You know, the flame that the little white bird spits out is only a hint of rosefinch fire.

If it is the real fire of rosefinch, the degree of terror can't even think

Without the pursuit of eight armed King Kong, Cheng Feng naturally stopped running away, stopped directly in the void, and then immediately urged the ice martial spirit.

Buzz! It was only when the cold spirit of Bingwu came out that he stopped being so hot.

But his clothes had been burned and wrinkled.

But fortunately, Cheng Feng's soul ring contains a lot of changed clothes. Don't worry about having no clothes to wear.

"Little boy, can you hear me?"

Stopped in the void, Cheng Feng shouted to the little white bird in the sword Magic Secret House: "if you can hear it, take back the flame you spit out!"

The little white bird's flame is too terrible.

It not only scared away the eight armed King Kong, but also set the whole emperor ancient jungle on fire.

At this moment, with the spread of the fire, the fire has expanded to dozens of miles.

If it is not controlled, it will certainly continue to expand and even burn up the entire imperial jungle.

Wow

The little white bird didn't answer, but took practical action as his answer.

I saw a sudden pull from the huge sword demon secret house. The dark red flame less than three meters disappeared into the sword demon secret house.

Not only that, with the emergence of this suction, the flame burning the ancient jungle also flew up in an instant.

They gathered together and turned into a fire dragon thousands of meters long.

Then, the kilometer fire dragon shrank rapidly.

After a while, it was reduced to 100 meters, 10 meters, one meter... And finally completely extinguished.

So that a huge fire can disappear quickly!

"Small, not bad."

Seeing this picture, Cheng Feng showed a smile on his face: "I haven't seen you for a few days. You're so strong!"

"Hum, you didn't believe me at all just now."

The sound of little white bird's milk came from the secret house of knife demon.

"Hehe, you little fellow still have a grudge."

Cheng Feng said with a smile, "the main reason is that you have changed a little too much. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"

"Where is this?"

The little white bird shriveled his mouth and said, "when I find 'that guy' and swallow it, I will be ten or even a hundred times stronger than I am now."

"Swallow 'that guy'?"

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "who's that guy?"

"I don't know who it is."

The little white bird said vaguely, "anyway, it's hundreds of miles away in the East. As long as you go east, you can certainly find it."

"Shit, you urged me to go east to find 'that guy'."

Cheng Feng said silently, "I thought you sensed your grandpa's breath."

"I feel my grandpa's breath, too."

The little white bird said, "it's about two or three thousand miles away in the East."

"We don't have to hurry to find him. First find 'that guy' and swallow it."

"Little boy, you said 'that guy', shouldn't it be the black inflammation of hell taken away by the cornucopia?"

Cheng Feng's thoughts turned and suddenly thought of a possibility: "if so, we have to make a good total."

Cheng Feng's guess is not aimless.

It should be noted that the little white bird is the descendant of the rosefinch. It is proficient in fire, and even its body is a kind of fire.

If it wants to advance and become stronger quickly, the quickest way is to swallow the flame of higher level and expand itself.

And after it can be swallowed, it immediately makes the little white bird stronger by hundreds of times. Nine times out of ten, it is the black inflammation of hell.

But hell black inflammation, that's the ninth existence in the list of different fires.

Although the little white bird is the descendant of the rosefinch, it has only awakened after all. The rosefinch's blood has not been for a few days. If you go to provoke the black inflammation of hell, it may be gone!

"Hellfire?"

The little white bird hesitated and said, "it seems a little like it. Maybe it's really it!"

Little white bird has seen hell's black inflammation. Although it is separated from Mingze giant beast, he has not seen the noumenon of hell's black inflammation.

But it still remembers the smell of hell.

"Is it really hell black inflammation?"

Cheng Feng couldn't help being rude: "shit, what are you afraid of!"

Cheng Feng was still lucky, but with the little white bird's words, his lucky heart was punctured immediately.

"Cheng Feng, what are you afraid of?"

The little white bird said, "no matter how strong the hell is, once you meet me, you have to bow down and be swallowed by me."

"Little boy, this is no joke."

Cheng Feng smiled bitterly: "a few months ago, you should have witnessed the tyranny of the Mingze giant beast? But the existence was played by hell's black inflammation with applause. It was just a body of hell's black inflammation."

"Now, you're going to swallow the existence of terror. Do you think I'm not afraid?"

"According to what you say, the hell's black inflammation... Does have some skills."

Listening to Cheng Feng's analysis, the little white bird's voice was a little lower: "however, I'm still confident to swallow it!"

"I'll go..."

Cheng Feng was speechless for a while: "with my analysis just now, it's useless!"

"Cheng Feng, you have to believe me."

The little white bird's voice became serious: "I said I can do it, I will do it, and I will never hurt you."

"If you really don't believe it, I'll go alone!"

Cheng Feng has never seen the little white bird so serious since he met him.

This made Cheng Feng hesitate and meditate for a moment. Cheng Feng's tone became serious: "little guy, are you serious?"

"Of course."

"In that case... All right!"

Cheng Feng's teeth bite: "today I'll go crazy with you. Go to the core area of emperor ancient jungle and look for death!"