Seeing this, Lin Xuan hesitated no longer. The palm holding the three-colored fireball gave a light tremble, and at once, like a fledgling breaking from its shell, a cracking sound entered their ears as the egg-sized flame shattered apart.
A three-colored Fire Bird, about a foot long, shot into the sky. Though small, its form was like a Phoenix, its clear cry echoing through the ninth heaven.
"This..."
The monster was startled at first, but very quickly, a savage, mocking look flashed through its eyes. With a thought, the blood hand shifted direction slightly and clawed down fiercely toward him.
"Good!"
Lin Xuan was not alarmed but delighted. He stretched out his forefinger and made a solemn point forward. At once, spiritual light stabbed the eyes as the three-colored Fire Bird spread both wings and turned into a Startling Rainbow flying ahead.
Fairy Mingquan was dumbstruck. Lin Xuan was clearly a mantis trying to stop a chariot. She did not believe a tiny spiritual flame could break such a bizarre divine ability. Her figure flashed, and she had already dodged to the side.
But in the end, she was no ordinary immortal cultivator. With a sweep of her jade hand, a crystalline, ancient-looking Long Spear appeared, as if forged from ten-thousand-year-old ice. Cold air surged out and stabbed fiercely toward the monster's head.
Though she had fled, she still did not forget to besiege Wei to rescue Zhao.
The next moment, the Fire Bird had already slammed into the blood hand.
There was almost no suspense at all. That several-zhang-long sharp claw, like the arm of an Evil Ghost, easily seized the Fire Bird. A trace of brutality flashed through the monster's eyes. Its five fingers closed, about to extinguish the Fire Bird.
A strange cackling laugh entered their ears,