Vol 3 Chapter 1545: Zhan Cong’s tuition

"not good!"
Zhan Cong was shocked, this golden streamer, the speed is too fast, faster than the imagination of Zhan Cong, even what can not be seen clearly, between the emperor, Zhan Cong has to retreat on one side, Raise your hands and pull out two flames to stop the golden streamer attack.
Hey!
But when the two flames and the golden streamer almost collide, the golden stream suddenly rises high, and at an incredibly fast speed, they escape the flame attack and instantly catch up with Zhan Cong's head.
"Hey!"
Until then, the sound of the eagle ringing in the sky suddenly sounded, and two strong winds caught the head of Zhan Cong.
"Grass, is a flying monster!"
Zhan Cong's pupils contracted for a while, and the practitioners below the Mahayana period would not fly in the clouds and fly in the air. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to deal with flying monsters. In addition, most of the flying monsters are very fast, and the average practitioners are basically only defensive and passive. A portion of the beating.
When Zhan Cong saw him attacking him, he was only flying a monster. He suddenly had a headache. Although he was not afraid of his cultivation, he was entangled in flying monsters. After all, it was a trouble.
"Where did it come out?"
Zhan Cong's heart was annoyed. I really don't know the Shura Temple. When did the flying monsters appear, and I was still dead, but I found myself. It was a bad luck.
Feeling the sharp wind at the top of the head, Zhan Cong can conclude that this is at least the flying monster in the late Jin Dan. Although he was repaired in the middle of the Yuan Ying, he was caught in his head and was injured.
"Don to get into Laozi, don't leave when you come!"
In the eyes of Zhan Cong, the cold mang flashed, and the mouth screamed and shouted. Suddenly, a flame was like a sky-like net. It descended from the sky and covered the flying monster.
At the same time, Zhan Cong's arm quickly explored, hesitating a whirlwind, stirring the wind, and grabbing the flying monster.
There is a fire net, there is a whirlwind, and Zhan Cong is not a genius of the enchanting level. In an instant, it is passive and active. It will be extremely difficult to deal with the flying monsters, and all the retreats will be sealed.
"Look at you still don't have a hand!" Zhan Cong smiled coldly and was very much looking forward to seeing what the flying monster was like. If he could be born, bring back the Promise to surrender and become his own beast. Then, you can make a big profit. After all, the entire tassel city has its own flying monsters.
There are not many practitioners.
For a time, the unfortunate thought before, in the heart of Zhan Cong, immediately became an opportunity, so that he could not help but be a little excited.
However, Zhan Cong is underestimating the strength of this monster, and it is too early to be happy.
Seeing that the fire net is about to cover the flying monsters, suddenly the flying monsters sing together, the body is like a streamer, swooping down, while in the air, even bypassing the exhibition with an extremely smashing angle Out of the arm, grabbed the head of Zhan Cong.
"I rub!"
Zhan Cong was shocked, and he did not expect that the speed of the beast could be so fast that even his grasp of the wind was hidden.
The heart was shocking, but I couldn’t think too much. I hurriedly screamed in a hurry, and there was a whirlwind in the top of my head. I first protected my head.
"Hey!"
Almost at the same time as the whirlwind of the head appeared, the two flying claws of the flying monsters caught on the whirlwind, as if they had touched the iron plate and made a harsh sound, which could not break the exhibition.
"Hey, see where you are going this time!"
Zhan Cong took advantage of this opportunity and once again explored his arm with lightning and grabbed it toward the top of his head.
"Hey!"
The flying monsters screamed for a long time, and the streamer-like body flipped over. It escaped the grasp of Zhan Cong, and instantly vacated, and drilled out at the moment when the fire net fell. There were only a few golden feathers falling down and the body. It has turned into a golden light spot and disappeared into the sky.
"The speed is so incredible, it's a pity that I didn't catch it!"
Zhan Cong watched the flying monsters escape from their own hands under such circumstances, and they could not help but feel sorry for it. If they were caught and tamed by themselves, it would definitely be a big boost.
Some helpless bowed his head and smashed the golden feathers on the ground and looked carefully.
"Golden wings, and there seems to be two silvery awns, which are breathtaking. It should be the eyes of this flying monster, the golden-winged silver-eye? What kind of monster is this, it seems to have never seen it?"
When Zhan Cong was wondering, Zhanxiong suddenly ran over in horror and pointed at the top of Zhan Cong's head. He was shocked and stunned.
"Brother, you, the mark on your head?"
"Imprint?" Zhan Cong a glimpse, and then his face suddenly changed, this suddenly felt that the marks on his head to kill the soul, actually no one!
"I rub!"
The exhibition screamed and screamed, and then immediately reacted, not to hate the teeth.
"Mad, it must have been taken away by the flying monster, the flying monster, absolutely deliberately released!"
Zhan Cong suddenly understood that he had thought that the flying monster was wild. Now it seems that it has already been tamed by others, that is, he came over and grabbed the mark.
"Don't let me find out who it is, or I can't spare you!" Zong Cong's slap in the face, look at the empty head of Zhan Xiong, and then think about his own mark was also taken away, the two brothers came to work in the end In the field, suddenly the chest was stagnation, and almost a blood spurted out.
"Brother, what should I do?" Zhan Xiong grinned, and he was crying depressed.
"What can I do!" Zhan Cong gave him a glance, just to see not far away, there are several other disciples who are coming to this side, Zhan Cong bites his teeth, toward these The disciple pointed.
"grab!"
After that, Zhan Cong’s figure flashed and he rushed over to the unfortunate disciples who had arrived home.
When Zhan Cong took the show and rushed to the marks of other Zongmen disciples, Lin Hai looked at the hundreds of marks on the top of his head, and he was very proud.
"Little red, doing a good job!"
Lin Hai reached out and patted Xiaohong's head. Although the number of imprinted marks was small, the owner of the key imprint was Zhan Cong. Before that, Chong Cong grabbed his own blame. Although he could not teach him for a while, Lin Hai Is it the Lord who suffers?
Just after Lin Hai left for a while, Xiaohong was released from the refining pot, and Xiaohong relied on the advantage of speed to grab the mark of Zhan Cong.
"Is it estimated that Zhan Cong will be vomiting blood?"
Lin Hai mouth corner, paralyzed, let you dare to grab the brother's strange, brother will give you a free Chinese language class in Huaxia Primary School, let you learn an idiom, know what is called a small loss!
And these imprints are naturally the tuition fees that you will pay for your brother!
Although Xiaohong successfully grabbed the mark of Zhan Cong, but after all, it was too different from the strength of Zhan Cong. A paw was still injured. Lin Hai was treated with Xiao Hong for a simple treatment, and Xiaohong was included in the refining pot.
"Call~ continue!"
Lin Hai looked at the distance not far away, and suddenly appeared a few three imprints of the soul, the figure moved, they had to rush.
"Ok?"
However, before the action was taken, Lin Hai stepped forward and stopped again, not looking frowning toward the front. "Is there someone in front?"