The spiritual pressure brought by the giant cyan palm slowed the momentum of the fast-flying fire spirit. It raised its burgundy phoenix eyes high and let out a cry of reluctance.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the cyan handprint hit the ground, and the hundred-meter-long fire spirit... was also smashed down.
Suddenly the flying sand rose a hundred meters high, and a circle of spiritual energy ripples surged around, forming a terrifying sandstorm with Little Fatty Long as the center!
The confrontation between a ginseng and a bird reminded Ye Yuxi on the side of a classic scene, where Tathagata Buddha and Sun Monkey...
When Sun Wukong was suppressed, the emotion in his heart was probably similar to that of Huo Ling just now. He was full of anger, but more importantly, he was probably unwilling.
"If you dare to challenge Mr. Long, I will beat you to death!" Little Fatty Long snorted as he looked at the ground that had sunk several meters under the impact of the cyan handprints.
Strictly speaking, Long Xiaopang's "attack" just now was not an attack. It just gathered a large amount of spiritual power in the air and condensed it into the shape of a palm.
Then it fell by the force of gravity, causing the overwhelming force of Mount Tai to smash the fire spirit into the ground.
Even so, if this blow was received by a Xuanling strongman, he would probably be shocked to the point of breaking his heart on the spot!
"Fire Spirit." Ye Yuxi's heart tightened in the air, and her figure quickly fell downwards. Just now, Ye Yuxi suddenly felt that the contractual connection with Fire Spirit in her heart had strengthened a bit.
The thousand-meter-long cyan handprint slowly dissipated, and a deep pit thousands of square meters appeared in everyone's eyes. On one side of the pit, lying face down, a white and tender child could not see his face clearly.
Ten minutes later.
"Master Long, is Huo Ling really okay?" Ye Yuxi held Huo Ling in her arms. She had carefully wiped the dust off her face, and her fair and tender face no longer had the previous fierceness.
"Don't worry, it won't die. The slap from me, Mr. Long, only interrupted the evolution of its bloodline in the body and will not hurt it. The same goes for the people of the Phoenix Clan. If their methods are not good enough, what can they do..."
Long Xiaopang comforted Ye Yuxi, but complained in the second half of the sentence.
Obviously, Long Xiaopang knew something about the symptoms that Huo Ling had just revealed.
"Long Ye, Huo Ling... do you remember what happened before?" Ye Yuxi asked worriedly.
One of the reasons for coming to the Nanchang Forbidden Land this time was to use the secret skills of the Tianfeng clan to rush to Guluomen, and the other reason was that the fire spirit was here.
"It's hard to say. It depends on what the Tianfeng clan did to the little stupid bird. If it didn't erase its memory, it should be remembered, but..." Long Xiaopang hesitated for a moment, and there were some secrets that he didn't say out loud.
"Master Long, a powerful aura is coming this way, and it's going very fast." Bai Jinyi, who was watching the surroundings, suddenly spoke.
Several people have already realized the danger of the Nanchang Forbidden Area. Spiritual beings with lower than Xuanling strength will definitely die if they come in!
"From the Tianfeng clan?" Long Xiaopang's expression tightened. He stood up and looked into the depths of the desert. Then he said to Ye Yuxi: "Little girl, let's go hide in space first and wait until the little stupid bird wakes up. .”
The three figures disappeared, and two minutes later, three fiery red figures fell from the sky.
One of the young men glanced at the thousand-square-meter deep pit and frowned: "There was a battle here just now, and there is the aura of the young master."
"It's strange, the young master has just inspired the Suzaku bloodline. With the pressure on the young master, there should be no spiritual beast in the desert that dares to disrespect him." Another young man frowned.