Chu Liuxian was not dragging on the mud. After getting the answer he wanted, he reached out and pointed at the Vermillion Bird Banner from afar.

"Swoosh swish swish swish~~!"

One person and one flag were close at hand, and no one saw three spiritual rings flying out of his hand, and the lightning shot away, sank into the Vermillion Bird Banner.

Chu Liuxian recited the magic trick again, and used the power of the four spirit magic platform to activate the Vermillion Bird Banner.

Suddenly, with a "boom~", the flames on the Vermilion Bird Flag skyrocketed, like the Vermilion Bird's ashes. The flames that were countless times more violent than before turned into rings of fire and gushed out.

In an instant, dozens or hundreds of them counterattacked with a more surging force than the flood.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom~~"

Countless water vapor was evaporated, and the subsequent floods actually failed to make up for the consumption ahead. They were forced to retreat step by step, retreating from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain.

Under this high temperature, the entire Welcoming Mountain was covered by water vapor, as if it was a fairy mountain in the sky, and the clouds were deep and unknown.

In the sky, Qin Bo, who was ready to take action at any time, let out a long sigh and smiled at Shuang'er: "Young master's strength has improved again, and it has already stimulated the power of the Vermillion Bird Banner to the extreme. If it is not the flood but the True Spirit Sanren, it is probably possible to turn into ashes with one blow."

This is nothing, and Qin Bo said with unfulfilled intentions: "What's even more rare is that when you look at the young master, you feel calm and relaxed, and you still have enough energy."

"only……"

Uncle Qin shook his head, it was fine, although he still couldn't understand why the power of the Vermillion Bird Flag was violent from now on, as if it was completely out of control.

Below, seeing that the situation was controlled, Chu Liuxian wiped out a handful of non-existent sweat, put away the fundamental magic of the Immortal Realm, and looked into the distance.

There, Gu Fenghan's sword broke the mountain with the sound of wind and thunder in Jiuzhou.

“Rumbling ~”

The sound was like thunder, the flood swarmed, and the waters where you were looking were falling rapidly.

"It's done!"
Chapter completed!