The sun god bird likes to smell the burning smell of white sycamore grass, which probably looks like... Old smokers cannot live without cigarettes.

But the sun god bird does not know how to control it, so there is no white sycamore grass in the places where He lives and flies.

Except for the descendants of the Sun God Bird, who will ignite a large number of white wool grass as worship during a fixed period, outsiders rarely collect white wool grass to attract the Sun God Bird.

Because it is too close to the sun... that is definitely not a good thing.

The barrier between the divine realm and the human world is not a simple difference in spatial height.

The broken pillar of heaven is not just a peak that towers into the sky.

The relationship between the divine realm and the human world is more like two space-time and space that overlap highly and can even interfere with each other, but because it lacks the necessary communication channel, it becomes separate from each other.

It was like a transparent glass that cut open an originally complete room.

People on both sides of the glass will influence and interfere with each other's things, and can even communicate but cannot touch each other.

The patriarch of the Scale Tribe followed Zhang Baicheng's advice.

There is a large amount of white sycamore grass near Lushan.

When a large amount of white sycamore grass ignites on the top of the mountain.

The rich yellow smoke rose straight and then floated to the high sky.

A moment later, at the end of the horizon, a ball of red sun was thrilling with excitement.

The sun god bird flapped his wings, smelled the burning smell of the white sycamore grass, and flew into the sky.

Flying around the world and bringing light to the world is the duty of the sun god bird... But He does not necessarily have to strictly abide by it.

In the wild world, the sun does not rise for several days, or hangs for several days, which is the norm.

A little early sunrise time is nothing to do with creatures in the entire wild world.

When the sun rose, Zhang Baicheng rushed into the center of the battlefield without asking the patriarch's opinion.

At the same time, You Lin Wuyi entered the weak stage and was punched out of the core area by the soldiers of the Great Qing clan, losing the qualification to continue fighting for the tribe.

Zhang Baicheng, who was perfectly stuck in the opportunity and entered the battlefield, began to clear the field.

The first thing is to get those weak people who are in trouble out of the battle circle to avoid being picked up by these guys in subsequent battles because they are consumed by collide with the strong.

The original better choice was to unite with the weak and eliminate the strong first.

But... it's wilderness here, and the soldiers here don't have such thoughts or ideas.

Even if Zhang Baicheng has such a mind, no one will cooperate with him and agree with his strategy.

At this time, Zhang Baicheng cut into the boundary of the team battle and hit the Youyu tribe warrior on the edge with one palm.

The warriors of the Youyu and the Winged Clan are both more agile, but the former is good at short-distance maneuvering, while the latter is better at long-distance racing.

Now Zhang Baicheng is fighting with intention but not with intention, and he is fighting with strong attacks with weak.

Of course, it is all-out.

Bang!

It was like an egg hitting a stone. Even though the bloody warrior had strong divine power echoed all over his body, he was still slapped away by Zhang Baicheng's palm. His whole body seemed to be hit by a barbarian elephant, and his divine body flew out in shatter.

As soon as Zhang Baicheng entered the venue, he cleared one person first.

Naturally, the Youyu clan was directly excluded from this battle.

It was not until this time that the additional warriors from other tribes entered the venue.

At this time, there were still seven warriors from the tribes left on the field.

Except for the scale tribe where Zhang Baicheng is located, there are two other tribes.

The situation still seems to be unfavorable to Zhang Baicheng.

So Zhang Baicheng no longer attacked, but instead used his body skills and various ways of fighting to start to penetrate the crowd.

Without being deliberately targeted and concentrated on fire, Zhang Baicheng delayed until sunset.

When many soldiers have exhausted their energy, they will take a quick attack.

He defeated five people in a row, allowing the claws to be eliminated.

When the third wave of re-electing staff entered the field, Zhang Baicheng had an extra helper, but this was not good news for him.

In the third round of melee, this Scale Tribe warrior named YouScale and Good Drive was shot out.

The reason is that he did not obey Zhang Baicheng's command and did not choose to fight like Zhang Baicheng and wait for the opportunity.

Instead, he was savagely collided with a warrior from a horned tribe. Although he successfully defeated the horned warrior and was injured, he was later removed.

The battle situation at this time gradually began to become increasingly fierce.

In the middle of the team battle, the backbone of each tribe were also dispatched to the field.

There was a sound of shouting around. Amid the sound of shouting, Yiyiqiu stood in the center of the battlefield and roared provocatively at all the other tribe warriors.

The Winged Clan is the leader before the Blue Bird Cauldron.

And winged tigers are the strongest winged warriors.

The huge blue wings spread out behind him, and the crazy energy gathered around him.

The huge divine body flashed with deep green light.

At this moment, the winged tiger captured seemed to have really turned into a huge blue bird, singing proudly.

Without a prelude, it was the most intense conflict from the beginning.

The blue purple fire strode out, his spirits were flying, and he rushed directly towards the winged tiger.

I saw the blue purple fire open his mouth and swallow it, and a large area of ​​spiritual energy was sucked into his mouth. At a speed visible to the naked eye, his body expanded under the agitation of spiritual energy.

A layer of purple flame was covered with a changing blue bird's body.

The Blue Purple Tribe is an alien among the Nine Blue Birds.

Their divine bodies mutated a long time ago.

A trace of Ziluan's power was also integrated into his bloodline.

The winged tiger holds a huge stone knife in his hand.

There is no structure or fixed routine, and a simple knife will make the air twisted and turbulent.

How much force does such a knife require is difficult to calculate.

You must know that the structure of this world itself is extremely solid.

The same power is enough to break the mountain in a low-level world, and perhaps only enough to break a stone in this world.

Qingzi Yuhuo grabbed two spears.

Purple flames tangled on the spear, as if they had purple mysterious patterns on the spear.

Puff!

The collision between the knife and the spear made a sound of cold water pouring into the charcoal.

The two of them took a step back and then looked at their opponent cautiously.

Bang!

The giant blade hit the air and the ground cracked.

Qingzi Yuhuo flexibly dodged the attack of the winged tiger capturing, and then took advantage of the opponent's sword to slash the air, and two spears raised to stab the opponent's waist and heart.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, the winged tiger was not panicked at all. He directly shifted the center of gravity to the giant blade in his hand, and moved his body out of thin air, and he and the giant blade instantly changed positions.

Crack!

The two spears of the blue-purple fire-controlled fire stabbed again on the giant blade that had winged to capture the tiger, and pieces of Mars exploded.

The harsh friction sound caused many people around to have a split headache. The weak at the border of the battle circle were even seized by their opponents, sent out of the battle circle, and quit the battlefield.

The winged tiger turned its legs and raised its huge blade in his hand. The thick and huge stone knife was light in his hand like an embroidery needle.

Although there are no fixed routines and rules, after a combat skill reaches a certain level, it does not require any routines to support and control it.

The sword with wings captures the tiger shows the domineering and full of wilderness in the sword.

Faced with the sword that was about to penetrate his chest, the blue purple fire's reaction became even more strange. His body twisted flexibly, and his purple figure jumped back and forth. Following the edge of the blade, his body twisted and twisted, and he actually poked out the spear in the opposite direction and stabbed towards the waist and abdomen of the winged capturing tiger.

Youyi Kehu let out a long breath, tightened his abdomen, and the two skins in front and back were actually tightly attached to each other.

Puchi!

Broken animal skins and animal scales flew.

A long blood mark was still pierced from the abdomen of the winged capturing tiger, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The broken animal skin and scales were scattered in the wind and quickly turned into black and gray.

It is enough to show that this attack is mixed with powerful firepower.

But at the same time, the blue-purple fire control was not easy, because while a spear stabbed at the winged tiger, the winged tiger also kicked his body upwards, and the blade in his hand changed at the same time, penetrated vertically, cutting through the divine power flowing on the surface of the blue-purple fire control body.

Qingzi Yuhuo looked at his injured shoulder. The blood flowing out of him was actually mixed with blue divine light and a trace of purple dust.
To be continued...