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The Wanhua Mountain that was previously unreachable, was now merely at this level in the eyes of the current Dong Lang. Compared to the mountain peaks the four halls were relying on, this Wanhua Mountain was simply too small, and only the mountain peaks that were more outer perimeter of the Wanhua Mountain could be compared to the four halls, but they were still inferior. At this time, Dong Lang was planning to rush straight to the San Ming Bird's lair, but when Dong Lang wanted to go in, he felt a resistance, this should be the array formation left behind by his master when they left, I remember Master said that this "Five Elements Lightning Fire Formation" has a total of two layers, fortunately my master taught me the way to enter this array when I was leaving, if not, it would be impossible to enter the array formation set up by the combined hands of a few of my seniors. Dong Lang made a few hand seals, and the outer array formation rippled like a water mirror, then appeared as a hole for one person to go in. He followed his memories and arrived at the place where Ye Hong was killed. But five years had passed, and there was nothing there anymore. However, the three moves that he taught Dong Lang were now being recalled by Dong Lang. As his memories unraveled, the three moves Dong Lang unwittingly toyed with, abruptly moving left and right, abruptly moving up and down, illusory and real, constantly changing. " "I never expected his technique to be so mysterious," Dong Lang muttered to himself after he finished playing. Dong Lang bowed towards the place where Ye Hong died and directly flew towards the den of the San Ming Bird. In his opinion, it was the San Ming Bird that led the way, causing the village to suffer a great disaster.

As they flew in the sky, they naturally saw the wild beasts below them. Those wild beasts growled, and would not be able to see Dong Lang even after following them for a few steps, and Dong Lang did not plan to kill them for now. After all, his current goal was to kill the San Ming Bird, so saving himself a bit of energy was good. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at a place filled with mist. Dong Lang didn't stop like Ye Hong back then, but directly flew above, wanting to loudly tell the San Ming Bird that I, Dong Lang, is back. In just a few breaths of time, Dong Lang had arrived at the place where the San Ming Bird was located. Here, it was the same as five years ago, and even the size of the tree had not changed, Dong Lang was silently hovering in the air behind the San Ming Bird, and that golden feather was still in Dong Lang's memories. The San Ming Bird was unmoving, and it was hard to imagine that such a beautiful bird would actually do such a thing. Although it may not understand, Dong Lang still said it out loud. It could be considered to be cheering him on. Dong Lang immediately pulled out his master's' Yue Feng ', and a clear sword hum sounded out right after the sword was unsheathed. "In that instant of brandishing, a stream of Sword Qi unintentionally rushed out, and struck the tree that was as thick as two people who were hugging onto Dong Lang, and a sword mark immediately appeared." "Good boy, if only I took it out, it would still be so imposing. If Master took it out ?" "Tsk tsk tsk tsk." When Dong Lang held the Yue Feng, he almost couldn't imagine his master holding it. The San Ming Bird also seemed to have realized the sword's power and did not rashly attack.

Dong Lang attempted to infuse his ice attribute true essence into Yue Feng, but felt a great resistance. He dispersed the true essence. Indeed, with different attributes, a weapon couldn't display its full might. Let's try it first. Dong Lang made up his mind that this was his most adept spell: "Icicle". This was one of the first ice elemental spells Dong Lang had learned. Even though its power wasn't very high, it was still his most adept spell. Dozens of icicles were hovering around Dong Lang's body. Dong Lang swung his sword, and the icicles flew out with a rustling sound. This move caused Dong Lang to be stunned. How could they be so fast? In the blink of an eye, Dong Lang understood that it must have been because of Yue Feng's wind attribute. When the Three-Mystery Bird saw the icicle flying towards it, it shifted its body and dodged it, and when the icicle shot towards the tree behind the bird, another scene that made Dong Lang surprised occurred. The icicle actually pierced through the tree trunk and pierced a dozen or so holes. It seems that with this sword, my strength can rise to the sixth level. "When the Three-Ming Bird saw this, it was also startled for a moment, and then it looked at Dong Lang, only to see that all the feathers on its body had stood on end. It cried out with an exceptionally ear-piercing cry, finally adopting a fighting stance." "Is he finally serious?" Dong Lang said to himself.

The San Ming Bird stomped its feet, flapped its wings with all its might, and suddenly disappeared from where it stood, "So fast." "Dong Lang was shocked by its speed. Why wasn't it so fast last time? " Dong Lang didn't have time to think about it further, "Where will he appear? In front? Behind? "Up there?" Dong Lang kept calculating in his mind. Without waiting for Dong Lang to finish his thoughts, he only felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his chest. A feather that was filled with a golden light pierced through his chest, at a speed too fast, it actually did not bleed, "Ah!" Dong Lang let out a loud cry, and squatted down while covering his wound. The San Ming Bird did not intend to let Dong Lang go, and swooped down from Dong Lang's back once again, as if it wanted to penetrate a hole. "Ugh ?" When Dong Lang saw a bird's head peek out from his chest, those three eyes looked at her with disdain and ridicule, Dong Lang wanted to reach out and grab the bird's neck. If one of his hands were going down, it might have been because he lacked strength, or it might have been because the San Ming Bird was too fast, but his hand had actually missed.

Returning back to the tree trunk, San Ming Bird saw Dong Lang laying on the ground, flapping its wings and chirping non-stop, as if it was celebrating the victory of the battle. Just then, Dong Lang who was on the ground suddenly stopped moving, his eyes becoming blank, slowly, the color of his body disappearing, until it finally turned into a pile of ice. The San Ming Bird stopped flapping its wings and looked around, as if it knew that it had been tricked. Dong Lang who was hiding in the darkness heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the fog here was originally rather thick, and the San Ming Bird had increased the fog just now. He had just barely managed to use the "ice mirror". The "ice mirror" was a mid-stage technique in the fifth layer of the? Frost Arts?, meaning that he had to swap his body with ice cubes, infuse them with his own True Essence s, and then use them to control his own body. The conditions for using this technique were very harsh, and he needed a large amount of water vapor in his surroundings.

Seeing the San Ming Bird still looking around to find him, Dong Lang, who was hiding behind a big tree, heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily he was not discovered, with such a powerful speed, it would be difficult for even me to keep up even if I used all my strength. Dong Lang silently thought in his heart.

Another long cry rang out. "Not good, we've been discovered." Dong Lang leaped into the air, and a few feathers about the same length as the "Yue Feng" were stuck into the tree trunk Dong Lang was standing on. While Dong Lang was in the air, he pointed with both of his hands and the Yue Feng immediately flew to the bottom of his feet, "Let's leave first. Dong Lang saw that the probability of victory was small, so he decisively slipped away. When he was about to carry the Flying Sword and leave, the San Ming Bird had already flown in front of Dong Lang. The San Ming Bird's third eye started to turn red slowly, and started burning faintly. Although he did not know what it was doing, Dong Lang felt goosebumps.

At this time, the fog on the ground started to rise, surrounding Dong Lang and the San Ming Bird. If the place was previously filled with fog, then now, it had already become a world of fog, and all that was left and right was white fog, and the range of Dong Lang's vision was also severely reduced, so he could only see the surrounding area of a few meters. The San Ming Bird was actually there, and the flames in its eyes were getting larger, bigger and bigger, as if it was real. The fog could actually be burned, which immediately turned Dong Lang's original advantage into a disadvantage. "Ice colored flame, this is actually a Ice Flame? Where did this bird come from? Why is it so heaven-defying? " A series of questions emerged in Dong Lang's mind. The blue flames around him burned fiercely, and the mist below him also surged upwards. The Ice Flame encircled Dong Lang, forming a ball of ice and fire. The San Ming Bird flapped its wings outside the fireball, and its strange three eyes narrowed into a line.

The fireball slowly shrunk, shrank, and was only two people wide open. Dong Lang seemed to have felt that scorching cold feeling ?

"Bang ?" The flames shrunk to the size of a person and then exploded ?