This bluebird has a light body, bright feathers, and a pair of fiery red eyes as crystal clear as gems. It is actually an extremely beautiful blue peacock.

It raised its head proudly and looked around, its eyes falling on the girl playing music below. It twisted its neck slightly, and some primitive language from ancient times came out of its sharp mouth.

The female monk named Le solemnly bowed deeply three times towards the mysterious bird, chanting ancient spells and communicating with the bird.

When the skinny old man saw this scene, a serious expression appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the woman surnamed Le stopped chanting the ancient language, and then she gently turned her palm, and a pink mysterious round bead appeared in her hand, emitting a rich fragrance, making it difficult to distinguish its specific ingredients.

After seeing the bead, the blue peacock immediately showed an expression of joy, opened its beak, and a stream of blue light gushed out of its mouth, swallowing the bead directly into its stomach.

Accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, a circle of bright light appeared around the blue bird's body, and then a blazing blue flame ignited on its body, turning it into a huge firebird.

After a sharp cry, the bird spread its wings and soared into the sky. The fire spirit energy within a radius of ten miles instantly became chaotic. All the monks and mages who were using fire-attributed skills to attack were surprised to find that the power of their spells was reduced by half. This made them feel very shocked!

A large amount of fire spirit energy was continuously injected into the blue bird's body like thousands of rivers flowing into the sea. The bird's body expanded rapidly, and the blue flames on its body became more dazzling.

All the immortal cultivators within a ten-mile radius stopped what they were doing and looked at the green firebird in surprise.

Because the temperature around them rose sharply, even though they all had various magical shields for protection, they still felt like they were next to a furnace, filling everyone's hearts with fear.

However, when they saw the peacock among the blue firebirds, all the mages showed ecstatic expressions.

"This is a holy bird! Master Le actually summoned a holy bird!"

"We will definitely win this battle!"

Some mages shouted loudly and then launched a fierce attack on the enemy, showing great excitement.

When the skinny old man saw the powerful strength displayed by the bird, a rare smile appeared on his face.

The black-robed woman from the Yinluo Sect stared at the blue peacock in the flames, with a strange light flashing in her eyes, and suddenly spoke:
"This holy bird is able to control the fire spirits of heaven and earth. It has at least reached the realm of transformation. No wonder you regard it as your last trump card. However, although the realm of this holy bird is very high, at the beginning, the spiritual power level in its body was only about the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Now, although it has absorbed so much fire spirit energy, it can only barely improve to the late stage. I guess this should be a clone of its original body? Otherwise, how could you lose so miserably in the war with the Tuwu people?"

"Mrs. Lu has a keen eye. She can see the problem at a glance! The holy bird is indeed not in its original form, but even so, its strength cannot be ignored. An ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivator will never be able to contend with it." The old man glanced at the woman in black robe and answered in a calm tone.

"That's right. Being able to use the spiritual power of heaven and earth is a great magical power that can only be mastered by the Spiritual Transformation Stage. With this ability alone, there is basically no need to worry about failure."

The woman in black robe nodded slightly, with a hint of envy in her words.

Seeing this scene, the old man grinned and stopped commenting.

The seven old men who were flying with ancient treasures in their hands had just destroyed some magicians with the help of various ancient treasures when they saw the giant bird in Qingyang. Expressions of fear appeared on their faces.

"The situation is not good. This monster looks so terrifying that ordinary monks can't match it at all. We must take action immediately to stop it."

The grey-robed old man at the head said with a changed expression.

"Why wait? We must immediately use the Seven Treasures of Taizhen to destroy this alien monster. Obviously, this monster bird is not from our world, and we must not allow it to cast spells to harm innocent people."

The other old man heard this and spoke excitedly. Then, he turned into a beam of yellow light and rushed towards Qingyang without hesitation.

Seeing this, several other monks followed closely. The leader, an old man in a grey robe, hesitated a little, but finally sighed helplessly and turned into a golden streamer and flew forward.

When the seven elders just arrived near the blue flame sun, the Mulan Holy Bird seemed to have successfully absorbed the fire spirit, and its body had grown to more than twenty feet. It lowered its head slightly and noticed the seven monks who were full of hostility towards it.

Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he spread his wings. Countless fist-sized green fireballs poured out like raindrops, heading straight for the seven people.

However, before the seven elders could launch a counterattack, a stream of hot air rushed towards them, making their entire bodies instantly scorching hot. The seven elders felt their hearts tighten!
Faced with so many green fireballs, an old man with long eyebrows quickly reached out to slap the storage bag, then waved his sleeves, and a crystal clear ice net came out to meet those fireballs.

This ice net is truly magical. After emitting a dazzling white light, it actually captured all the fireballs in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, the old man with long eyebrows showed a smug smile on his face, but in the blink of an eye, his face suddenly turned pale.

The fireball on the ice net suddenly exploded, and the ice net quickly melted in the green flames, disappearing in the blink of an eye. The green flames that broke free from their restraints turned into a blazing fire, spraying towards everyone with great momentum.

"Go!"

The old leader quickly took out the ancient treasure in his hand, and an ancient mirror as white as snow flew into the air.

After a rotation, white light burst out from the mirror and turned into a white curtain, which blocked the green flame and prevented it from falling further.

However, seeing the long-browed old man's treasure being dissolved, the other old men couldn't help but gasp, knowing that the power of the green flame was extraordinary, and no longer dared to use magic weapons to resist easily.

"Hurry up and use the Demon-Trapping Array to trap this evil bird!" the old leader shouted loudly.

Hearing this, the other elders quickly followed orders and took out their ancient treasures.

Six treasures, including the red ruler, yellow spear, token, small tripod, jade fan and ruyi, rose into the air and surrounded the giant bird.

After a long roar, the spiritual light merged with the ancient mirror. It not only successfully supported the blue flame, but also formed a colorful light shield, tightly surrounding the giant bird.

When the bluebird saw this, the anger in its eyes became even stronger. It opened its huge beak and pecked at the air below.

A huge green light as sharp as a needle flashed by and disappeared into the void.

A burly old man below suddenly felt the ancient token he had sacrificed vibrate violently. Then there was a loud "bang" and the token was hit hard and fell back with a bang.

The old man was so frightened that he lost his soul. He hurriedly injected several spells into the token, trying to stabilize its momentum. However, the token only paused for a moment and continued to fly towards him unhindered.

Just as the token was about to hit the old man himself, a figure suddenly appeared, and two arms landed steadily on the old man's shoulders, and at the same time a powerful spiritual power was injected into his body.

"Cast the spell quickly. I will lend you a helping hand." A cold voice came into my ears. It turned out that it was said by the old leader in a gray robe.

The burly old man was cheered up upon hearing this, and he cast out four or five spells in one breath. The token finally stopped four or five feet away from the old man, and he regained control of it.

Both of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A woman named Le, who was not far from the old men, saw the scene before her, looked back at the ancient lamp behind her, hesitated for a moment, and did not act rashly.

During this period, she needs to do her utmost to protect these lights and prevent them from being destroyed or attacked by others, otherwise there will be serious consequences.

The skinny old man showed a hint of surprise when he saw the huge bird being restrained by these old men, but he soon returned to normal.

He did not feel anxious because this sacred creature that the Mulan tribe had worshipped for tens of thousands of years had clearly gained an advantage. Although the magic weapons controlled by the seven elders were powerful, they were still no match for the sacred bird.

There is no doubt that they have enough time to defeat these seven monks before the lamp oil runs out. These seven people are probably the last trump card of the Tiannan region.

Thinking of this, the god-blessing master's gaze involuntarily turned to the opposite camp of monks.

At this moment, Long Han was standing in front of more than a thousand mages, his face as gloomy as a dark cloud.

"I originally thought that the Mulan people were no longer able to summon such a powerful demon bird. Now it seems that the predicament we are facing is more serious than we imagined."

Long Han's expression remained calm, but he whispered to himself.

"Act quickly and release those spirit beasts. While the Seven Great True Cultivators are still able to contain the demon bird, let them play their due role."

Long Han's tone suddenly turned cold and he gave the order.

As this order was conveyed, dozens of shiny black beast sculptures were pushed to the front of the camp by many monks.

Then, several monks took out a talisman from their arms and gently placed it on the statue.

As the green light flashed, the talisman mysteriously merged into the statue and disappeared without a trace. These monks immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and remained motionless.

After a short wait, these animal sculptures emitted a black light, their eyes radiated a cold blue light, and they actually began to move their limbs, regaining vitality.

Then, without any command, they leaped up from their original positions and launched a fierce attack on the numerous mages on the battlefield.

However, those monks who cast the talismans remained sitting cross-legged, motionless, as if they were in a deep sleep.

The skinny old man watched the scene from afar, with a mocking smile on his face.

He turned to the black-robed woman beside him and said respectfully:

"After fighting for this long, it is time to deal a fatal blow to the enemy. Madam Lu, please release your clan's bronze-armored corpse. This action will definitely determine the outcome."

The old man said this with a look of confidence on his face.

"Brother Zhu, don't be anxious. Just wait a little longer. Most of our sect's bronze-armored corpses are only at the foundation-building stage. Only when the Tiannan cultivator's mana is exhausted can they show their greatest deterrent power."

The black-robed woman's eyes flickered as she responded calmly.

"Well..., alright! As long as your master doesn't change his mind, there's no harm in waiting a little longer."

The skinny old man frowned and thought at first, looking a little hesitant, but finally nodded in agreement.

What the other party said is not without reason.

Chen Yun felt quite heavy-hearted at the moment. One of the reasons was that the two Sky Tiger beasts were cunning and treacherous, like sticky plasters.

Always keeping close behind him, yet not daring enough to confront him head-on, he just adopted a tactic of pestering him and circling around him.

Earlier, Chen Yun had deliberately exposed a flaw to lure the two monsters closer, and then suddenly launched an attack, cutting off half of the claws of one of the monsters with several sharp sword lights.

From then on, the two monsters were no longer easily fooled. They just kept firing light bullets to attack from a distance and no longer approached within ten feet around Chen Yun.

However, whenever Chen Yun tried to use the Wind and Thunder Wings to get rid of them, the two monsters would immediately use the teleportation technique to follow closely and harass him continuously, forcing Chen Yun to stop the Thunder Escape Technique and deal with it with all his strength.

On the other hand, the reason that troubled Chen Yun was due to the cyan light. According to observation, this cyan light seemed to be composed entirely of pure wood spirit energy.

Although the damage caused to it by the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword was minimal, no matter how much sword energy Chen Yun released to shatter it, it could quickly recover to its original state, as if it was not afraid of Chen Yun's killing.

This was the first time Chen Yun had encountered such a situation, and it was an eye-opener for him.

Faced with this dilemma, Chen Yun decided to try using the Qianlan Ice Flame.

However, what was unexpected was that a blue round bowl suddenly spurted out of Qingying's mouth. Once the dry blue ice flame flew towards the round bowl, it was absorbed into it.

This scene made Chen Yun break out in a cold sweat! Fortunately, these ice flames had already merged with him. After being stimulated by the divine consciousness, they were finally able to break free from the constraints of the round bowl and return to his body.

Otherwise, if the amount of these ice flames originally refined was not large, once some of them were collected, the loss would be extremely heavy.

Therefore, Chen Yun now does not dare to use the Shura Holy Fire easily.

As for treasures such as the Silver Bell and Thousand Peaks, Chen Yun had also tried to use them, but they were also unable to produce any substantial effect on Qingying.

Qingying is not immortal. Every time he suffers a serious injury, the green light on his body will become dim and shrink a little. (End of this chapter)