"Huh..."
The magic eagle spread its wings and enveloped the heads of all the Immortal Sect disciples like a magic cloud.
It was like the sky was falling, and it was impossible to resist.
As the demonic cloud-like wings swept across, the wind and clouds in the world were stirred, the endless wind roared, and the ground was blown away three feet. In front of these big wings, no matter how high the immortal disciples are, they can't even hope to control their body shape. They can't help but be shaken by the strong wind and stagger; the iron claws poke out and cut through tofu like a knife. These immortals No matter how strong the body is, no matter how powerful the defensive magic weapon is, it can't stop the iron claws at all. Often, its body and magic weapon will be torn into pieces by its claws. What's even more terrifying is that the black flames all over the body can turn out at any time. Manifested, the attacks from these Immortal Sect true disciples hit it, but were directly eliminated by the black flames, making it difficult to hurt it...
To these true disciples, to a certain extent, it is invincible!
"kill… "
But at this time, none of these immortal sects were timid. They all rushed forward with all their lives and their eyes were red with blood. After all, it was either you or me who died at this time. We died under the claws of this devil eagle. What's the difference between hiding in the Bahuang Yuntai and waiting for the Yuntai to be broken before dying? Even if you die under the claws of a demon eagle, you can still have a chance to give it a heavy blow...
So, with this idea in mind, the immortal disciples all risked their lives.
"Pfft..."
The true leader of the Beast Spirit Sect, Chen Tai'a, urged the beast souls to rush towards him, but the fighting spirits of the three lions tried their best, but they could only tear off a feather from the demon eagle, and then became angry. He grabbed the demon eagle, tore it out with sharp claws, held him directly between his claws, buckled and pulled him fiercely, Chen Tai'a tore him into several halves with his fighting soul, and his roar was suddenly interrupted...
"Whew..."
The two true disciples of Shangqing Mountain each held immortal ropes and tied the right talons of the demon eagle and pulled hard, but the demon eagle just screamed strangely and turned around violently. The two of them could not support it and were instead beaten by the immortal. The rope was pulled over, and before they could let go of the fairy rope and turn around to escape, the magic eagle had already turned around. With a flap of its big wings, the two of them were swept head-on, while spraying blood from a distance. Fell out. All the bones in his body were broken, and when he fell to the ground, his body was already twisted out of shape, his eyes were dull and desperate!
"Death to the demon!"
Qin Wuzheng, the true leader of the Xuanjian Sect, shouted loudly. Regardless of life and death, he rushed towards the demon eagle with a spiritual treasure sword in his hand. People who practice swordsmanship usually have good body skills, and he was also the same. He actually dodged the demon eagle. With his sharp claws and sharp beak, he jumped directly on top of its head, and then poured all his mana into the magic sword, making his ancient sword look as bright as lightning at this moment, and then fiercely It stabbed into the Demon Eagle's back fiercely, and cut a long wound of more than ten feet...
This is the first time that the immortal sect has really hurt this demon eagle after it has sent five or six lives.
But this also really angered the demon eagle. It chased Qin Wuzheng in mid-air, and even chased Qin Wuzheng away. It didn't even care about the attacks from the people around it. It resisted life and death, and then killed it. When the Jian Xuanzong True Successor was caught, he was treated like a prey. He grabbed it with both claws and pecked him hard, dozens of times in a row, until he was pecked into a pulp...
"Demon, we have fought with you..."
The remaining true stories can no longer describe the fear and despair in my heart.
But on this battlefield, this fear and despair turned into boundless anger and murderous intent...
They all risked their lives to surround the magic eagle and use all their abilities to press against the bottom of the box. Their desire to kill it has exceeded their desire to survive!
But the effect is not obvious.
This magic eagle is too powerful. The power of spells and magic weapons under the ordinary foundation-building realm is almost like scratching it. Only those who reach or even exceed the foundation-building realm can barely hurt it. , but with this kind of power, although each major true legend has its own secret method, which can occasionally be achieved, but facing this magic eagle, these few attacks are obviously useless...
This caused a feeling of despair in their hearts...
No one thinks about victory or defeat anymore, they just want to keep fighting like this, kill it, or be killed by it!
Nineteen true disciples of the Immortal Sect, plus Yan Ji and Little Pepper Ling Hongbo who later took action, the number has reached twenty-one...
But now, within a matter of seconds, only fourteen people were dead...
The remaining people have no idea of life in their hearts, they just have to keep fighting like this!
The fierce battle above their heads undoubtedly affected the battle below. Even when they were fighting monsters, all the disciples of the Immortal Sect were subconsciously paying attention to the fierce battle above their heads. They saw the battle between the true disciples. It was so hard and they suffered heavy casualties. They also felt desperate. Facing the waves of monsters attacking them, they no longer had much courage in their hearts!
The passion can only last for a while and will eventually dissipate!
No matter how many monsters are killed, the whole army will be destroyed sooner or later if the demon eagle is not dead. What's the point of trying desperately now
"Is there really only a dead end?"
This idea has already arisen in the hearts of some disciples, and they are filled with despair.
Some people even hated Fang Yuan after losing hope in their hearts: "If he hadn't ruined our way, we could have left safely..."
Roars similar to despair have been coming one after another.
In the face of the desperate situation, the enthusiasm was already somewhat lacking in confidence.
But just when the situation was about to get out of control, the situation changed again!
Within the Bahuang Cloud Terrace, another group of figures appeared!
The person walking at the front was surprisingly Fang Yuan, wearing a green robe and holding the Demon Seal Sword upside down in his hand!
Behind him, Luo Feiling, who was leaning on two crutches and jumping up and down, followed closely behind him, was wearing black iron armor and carrying a big knife on his shoulder. Looking around, Guan Ao looked eager to try and had a delicate face. , Lu Qingguan who can't see, Gui Gui Chong Chong, Hou Gui'er who doesn't even look at women and just wants to find a place to escape, Nie Honggu with a black veil on her face, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao, and Xiao Zhufeng More than forty disciples walked out of the Bahuang Yuntai with solemn expressions...
"It's Fang Yuan..."
"And that girl, are you finally willing to come out?"
Many disciples of the Immortal Sect noticed this scene and soon started to drink loudly. It was okay that they had not seen Fang Yuan before. Once they saw Fang Yuan, the anger in their hearts could not stop rising. Some people even He withdrew all his attention from the monster and just looked at Fang Yuan. Not many people even hated Luo Feiling. Most of their anger was directed at Fang Yuan!
There is no other reason. After all, Fang Yuan is the true disciple of Qingyang Sect.
In the eyes of many people, Luo Feiling is just his little follower. Of course Fang Yuan had the idea...
Facing these countless eyes, Fang Yuan just took a deep breath and just turned away. His eyes were just staring at the magic eagle that was like a black cloud in the mid-air, and then slowly rose up. He picked up the mana and nodded slowly...
"Okay, let's take action then. Send Brother Fang over!"
Guan Ao was the first to nod, tilted his neck and swallowed a pill, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Nie Honggu laughed beside her and said, "This time it's filled with sugar..."
Guan Ao nodded and said: "It's delicious!"
When he said this, his eyes had turned blood red, and veins gradually appeared on his forehead.
"Roar… "
He suddenly roared, holding the sword in his hand so fiercely that he strode towards the monster in front of him.
"Follow him!"
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao shouted loudly, and the first one rushed forward with flying sword.
"Shuashuashua..."
Behind her, all the Xiaozhu Peak disciples ignored the ferocious and terrifying monster and chased after Guan Ao one by one.
"Among all the immortal sects, our Xiaozhufeng is probably the weakest..."
"But who guarantees that our weakest Xiao Zhufeng will not be able to make the greatest contribution in this trial?"
At this moment, their eyes were fierce and decisive!
"Fang Yuan, you still have the nerve to come out. You blew up our Bahuang Yuntai. Do you think..."
At this time, some disciples of the Immortal Sect rushed towards Fang Yuan angrily, with extremely dissatisfied expressions. But before they could finish their words, Guan Ao rushed towards them and roared, "Get out!" Then the big sword in his hand slashed out with a roar. He had already refined the Galan Grass, and the power of this sword was more than ten times greater than before.
This sword slashed down, and it seemed that even the void was split into two obvious halves.
"Aye, you actually dare to hurt people..."
The Immortal Sect disciples who were blocking the road were shocked and rolled out in piss.
At least Guan Ao still had some sense at this moment. This sword was just to disperse them and had no intention of hurting anyone!
They had just escaped this knife, but the anger in their hearts only grew stronger. Some even directly offered their magic weapons and wanted to come forward to fight. However, soon, people around them stopped them and looked at them with some shock. Looking at the Xiaozhufeng disciples who rushed up, he said in a deep voice: "Look..."
The strength of Xiaozhufeng disciples, in the eyes of most of the four major immortal sect disciples, seemed a bit weak and ridiculous, they were simply a group of childish people. But at this moment, they suddenly discovered that these ridiculous young people were now actually one by one. With determination on his face, he rushed straight towards them. After passing them, his speed did not stop at all, and he went straight towards the deepest part of the monster.
"Are they... looking for death?"
Some people were stunned and muttering to themselves stupidly.
But at this time, Xiaozhufeng disciples did not look like they were seeking death. Instead, they were fierce and fierce. Guan Ao, who was waving a big sword, turned into a crazy dragon. He waved the big sword into a big windmill, and the sword was turned into a big windmill. Countless monsters in front of him were smashed into pieces, and then they rushed forward step by step. Beside him, the Xiaozhufeng disciples were tightly protecting him, helping him resist the monsters coming from the side. The whole team was like a sharp sword, piercing into the middle of this group of monsters, disrupting the situation.
Among this group of disciples, Fang Yuan, Lu Qingguan and others just followed the crowd and did not take action.
As they went deeper into the monster group, the pressure on them became greater. However, they fought and marched like this, and quickly rushed to the foot of a mountain peak. Then, under the command of Lu Qingguan, they formed a party on the spot. A large defensive formation to withstand monster attacks.
"Is this the peak?"
Fang Yuan glanced at the mountain peak and asked in a low voice.
Lu Qingguan nodded and said: "In terms of surrounding terrain, this peak is the best!"
Fang Yuan then turned to look at Hou Guier, who was shivering at the side: "Senior Brother Hou, can you tell me about the monster's weakness again?"
Being among the monsters, Hou Gui'er was so frightened that he lost most of his soul. A dark face, but you can actually see a bit of paleness. After hearing Fang Yuan's words, his upper and lower teeth kept clashing, and he couldn't say a few complete words.
"Hurry up, tell me, I'll tell you about your marriage when I get out..."
Luo Feiling jumped to Hou Guier's side and said with a very serious expression.
Hou Guier was stunned for a moment and then replied: "Do you look good?"
Luo Feiling shook her head: "It's so ugly..."
Hou Guier breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm relieved now!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Fang Yuan and said as if he was pouring beans: "No matter how big the devil bird is, it is still a bird, similar to a chicken. If you want to kill it, cutting the neck is the best, and the lower third of the neck is the best. It is suitable for the sword, and considering the huge body of this demonic bird, although the power of its wings is terrifying, it will be difficult to fly, and turning the body is also inconvenient, so the options include the posterior aperture and the vertebrae... "
Fang Yuan listened quietly, and when he saw that it was similar to what he said last time, he was slightly relieved and whispered: "Then send me up!"
After hearing this, all the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak looked a little silent.
After a while, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao gritted her teeth and said, "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I wish you good luck!"
After saying that, she waved her long sleeves, and the flying sword was already flying in the air. Immediately, someone raised a purple seal and placed it under the flying sword. Then everyone had their hands free and joined in their respective actions. No matter how useless the magic weapon or talisman was, a burst of magic power was poured in. Soon, a group of extremely powerful but invisible purple light appeared in the crowd.
"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I have an amulet, take it!"
The last one to speak was Wu Qing. She suddenly pulled off the jade talisman around her neck and handed it to Fang Yuan.
"No!"
Fang Yuan shook his head, and Wu Qing's face suddenly became slightly sad.
"Take good care of yourself!"
Fang Yuan spoke softly again, then jumped up.
Wu Qing suddenly laughed, her eyes blurry with tears. She raised her head and looked at Fang Yuan, who had jumped into the air and was slowly falling. When he stepped on the flying sword above the purple light, , and immediately activated his mind. The other disciples of the Immortal Sect were also doing this, which caused Fang Yuan's body to slowly sink and then suddenly rise into the sky...
"Uh-huh!"
At this moment, his whole body was like a sword light, roaring across the nine heavens in an instant!
(End of chapter)