"Yang Yu, I have been waiting for this day for a long time. Today, we come with the heart that will kill you."

Looking at Yang Yu, the leader among the ferocious birds spoke, his tone filled with cold murderous intent.

"Kill me? Do you think someone can kill me in this Baiduan Mountain?"

Yang Yu looked at the group of ferocious birds and smiled playfully, full of sarcasm.

"It is precisely because of this Baiduan Mountain that we can kill you."

The ferocious bird spoke and stared at Yang Yu, feeling a strong sense of confidence.

"Can I kill me so confidently?"

Yang Yu's eyes flashed when he looked at the group of ferocious birds.

"You are very strong, almost invincible in the Cave Heaven Realm, but today, you are going to die!"

The ferocious bird spoke and stared at Yang Yu, extremely confident.

"It just so happens that I want to refine a treasure today. You guys have gathered all the items I need."

Yang Yu smiled slightly, his body flew out, his heart full of cold light, shining with divine light.

"Take it and kill this guy directly!"

Among the ferocious birds is a half-blooded golden-winged roc. He has the strongest murderous intention towards Yang Yu. Too many people in their Golden-winged Roc tribe have died because of Yang Yu.

"Come!"

Yang Yu smiled coldly, the Silent Heavenly Salvation was held directly in his hand, and his body flew out, and countless divine thunders began to emerge behind Yang Yu.

"Deploy the formation and seal his cultivation!"

The golden-winged big roll had a cold face, and a piece of jade appeared in his hand, in which a mysterious power was blooming in the divine light.

"Formation?"

Yang Yu smiled playfully, his body continued to stop. The Shantung halberd swung and stepped directly into the void, and came to the ferocious birds.

""boom!"

However, the void was violently shaking, and the terrifying divine power soared into the sky. There were a total of eight ferocious birds. With them as the center, a large formation suppressed them.

"Sealing cultivation? Using the methods of the Venerable is more effective than using this formation."

Yang Yu smiled coldly, and a plate of formation appeared above his head, with golden light shining, rays of light hanging down, protecting Yang Yu in it.

"Hmph, even the Venerable can suppress this sealing magic circle for a period of time. You have a cave realm, and today, you are destined to be our fish on the board!"

The golden-winged big roll spoke, with a cold tone and the divine wings vibrated, like a golden meteor rushing towards Yang Yu.

"Golden-winged Roc, I can't use the original true feathers of this clan anymore, just kill them."

Yang Yu shook his head, facing the golden-winged roc that was coming back, the Silent Heaven Salvation pierced out in his hand.

"boom!"

A violent roar appeared, shocking the crowd. The remaining ferocious birds looked at them, all of them opened their mouths wide, and their faces became paler and paler.

"Come on, let's see how you kill me today!"

Yang Yu smiled coldly, and the Silent Heavenly Salute Plate was still pointing at the sky, but above the halberd blade, the golden-winged roc was being held with its entire head being shattered.

"How can you be sure that this formation can suppress the Venerable? Why did Yang Yu stay in this without any change?"

Looking at Yang Yu, everyone was confused, with a look of fear and confusion.

"I don't need to use formations no matter what I use to deal with it, unless you have the innate killing formation."

Yang Yu smiled coldly, waved the Silent Heavenly Salvation with his right hand, put the body of the Golden Winged Roc into Qiankun bag, and then took down the array plate hanging above his head with his left hand.

"I'm sorry, today, I've accepted all your original Mahosa."

Yang Yu smiled indifferently. In the array plate, the Eight Trigrams were flashing, and wisps of golden light penetrated into the sealing array in the void.

"Um?"

At this time, the ferocious birds changed their faces. Looking at Yang Yu, their faces became more and more frightened, and even became terrified.

"Why, our cultivation is sealed, but his cultivation is intact?"

Bi Fang spoke at the beginning and looked at Yang Yu with a terrified expression.

When Yang Yu held the formation plate with his left hand, the ferocious birds around him felt that his cultivation had disappeared and he was completely sealed.

"Okay, it's over here."

Yang Yu held the formation plate in his left hand and the Shentian halberd in his right hand, and flew out directly. In the Shentian halberd, a wisp of shocking divine light flashed.

"Escape, this gibit is so weird, and it's so scary."

Everyone was frightened. Yang Yu had too many methods, so they would not have the will to fight again at this time.

However, the cultivation level of a ferocious bird was sealed. Even if it could fly at this time, its speed was 108,000 miles away from Yang Yu.

In just a few breaths, a total of eight ferocious birds came to hunt Yang Yu, and none of them were left, all dead.

"The original true feathers, plus the hunting collection, and there are still ten of them today."

Yang Yu's eyes flashed. It seemed that what he wanted to refine was really not the Five Animal Fan.

"It just so happened that all ten primitive true feathers were tempered with black blood to transform into Zhihu, and used to refine a dark feather fan. In the future, it may be used to deceive people."

Yang Yu's eyes flashed, and he took out all ten original true feathers, and took out the Qiankun bag from the black coffin. Yang Yu extracted the black blood and prepared to sacrifice to the original true feathers.

The refining weapon, and forging black blood and primitive true feathers, takes a considerable time.

However, Yang Yu has Taoist fire and ancient cauldron. It is not difficult to refine a dark feather fan with a skillful technique.

However, black blood is very terrifying. When Yang Yu refined this blood to temper the original true feather, he felt that his body and soul were going to be polluted and he was evolving towards darkness.

Fortunately, Yang Yu's Chaos Cave Heaven has divine power, and it shook off the pollution of black blood when Yang Yu sacrificed the original true feathers.

"Dark feather fan, stain... has not been completely refined, and this black blood is terrifying, which has led the original true feather to an amazing level. With my current strength, this dark feather fan can only be regarded as a rough embryo."

Yang Yu frowned and looked helpless. The dark feather fan did not succeed, but was only considered to have been made into an embryo.

"However, this is also good, it proves that the black blood-stained feather fan will be of high level in the future."

Yang Yu nodded, without any disappointment. In the future, he put it in too many caves and used chaos fire to temper it, and will become stronger and stronger.

"However, you can use it in the Baiduan Mountains first."

Yang Yu's eyes flashed. The dark feather fan was very special and had mysterious power. Yang Yu couldn't wait to use it.

"Try to find a pure blood creature, the power of the Dark Feather Fan is impatient."

Yang Yu's eyes flew in one direction with flashing eyes, preparing to conduct an experiment.

After flying for a long time, Yang Yu did not encounter a powerful ferocious beast. He could only fly all the way helplessly, hoping to encounter ancient seeds and run into pure blood creatures.

After a long time, after crossing a mountain, Yang Yu saw a large group of geniuses, with more than 40 people guarding a chariot, flashing red glow, and it was a treasure at first glance. Not far away, Xiaobudian and the five people in Butian Pavilion were listed.

"How come there are so many people?"

A divine light flashed in Yang Yu's eyes, and he stopped, "Hey, isn't this Huo Ling'er?"

Yang Yu recognized the carriage and was a little surprised. For some reason, Xiao Budian and Huo Ling'er met.

"Well, then do I want to go down?"

Yang Yu hesitated, not knowing whether he should go on or not, and was afraid of starting a big battle with Huo Ling'er.

Below, the chariot was surrounded by red clouds. There were young geniuses nearby, guarding the surroundings. I am afraid that only Fire Linger, the Fire Emperor, whom the most loved, could make them do so.

Next to the red carriage was a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a plump and white forehead, a melon-shaped face, curved eyebrows, and her big eyes shining like crystals, with a kind of spiritual brilliance.

Her skin is white, and although she is underage, she is tall, no lower than an eighteen-year-old girl. She is taller than her peers. Her lotus steps are smooth and her soft waist is swinging like a snake, with very beautiful curves.

Her figure is extremely good, with her legs long and straight, and she sways like this, with her curves rising and falling, graceful and moving, making the 18-year-old girl feel inferior.

Xiao Budian stood aside with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were circling.

Yang Yu thought for a moment and decided to see what was going on. So many people should be doing something!

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord..."

Yang Yu landed and landed on the way forward of the team. He held a dark feather fan in his hand and slapped it gently, which was quite elegant.

"Yang Yu!" The disciples of Butian Pavilion stared at Yang Yu with wide eyes.
Chapter completed!