The practitioner who eats the vitality in the sky like a monster, and then extends upwards countless invisible tentacles is the white eagle.
Whether it is Red Eagle, Black Eagle or White Eagle, such well-known titles come from the color of their armor and from the fact that they are the three strongest practitioners under Meng Fangying's seat.
The armor on the red eagle is made of the best red copper in the world, the armor on the black eagle is made of black water dragon scales, and the white and flawless armor on the white eagle comes from the skull of the white kui bird.
Bai Kui is a strange bird that lives on an island in the depths of the North Sea. It does not know its destiny and is not ferocious like a monster. However, its skull naturally condenses the pure energy of heaven and earth. It is about the size of a thumb. Fine gold is tougher, and under external resistance, it will naturally stimulate the vitality of heaven and earth.
At this time, in the hollow on the opposite side of the black eagle, the armor on the white eagle's body was made of countless pieces of these skull bones, which were tightly stitched together to form a snow-white armor that even covered his face.
This means that this piece of armor itself does not know how many Bai Kui have to be killed to obtain the required materials. At this time, the true essence in the practitioner's sea of qi bursts out, along the runes inside the armor, The heterogeneous vitality naturally contained in a piece of armor was also fully stimulated.
Those countless transparent tentacles have an inexplicable brutal aura, like countless Bai Kui's resentful souls, quietly covering the entire sky, blocking the natural flow of many vitality. Bai Kui's grievances flowed down through the crevices.
The vitality that could flow down quickly gathered towards Black Eagle's body.
Fang Xiumu passed the Red Eagle's army, and he suddenly felt something strange in front of him.
His perception is not as clear as that of Black Hawk who is very familiar with White Eagle.
In his perception, countless white birds suddenly appeared in the sky in front of him.
The bodies of these white birds continued to expand, layer upon layer, covering the entire sky.
The vitality of heaven and earth that can flow down from the gaps between these white birds is constantly drawn by another practitioner.
The vitality of heaven and earth that was naturally flowing towards him was cut off by these white birds.
So this is the joint effort of two practitioners.
The two practitioners with completely different cultivation methods have weaved a legal domain wonderfully, preventing the other practitioners in it from gathering the vitality of the world, but only allowing that person to use it.
This kind of cooperation is not just a simple superposition of strength, it is far more difficult to deal with than the sword energy of several seventh realms attacking at the same time.
Fang Xiumu paused slightly, he needed some time to think about how to deal with these two practitioners.
Hei Ying raised his head high, receiving the irrigation of the mountain's vitality.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, in pain.
The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart continued to resound from his body. The true energy gushing out from the depths of the sea of qi and the vitality of heaven and earth combined together and turned into an unspeakable force, which was then decomposed and incorporated into the armor on his body.
Pieces of scales separated from his body and flew out, exuding a strong natal aura.
In the world of practitioners, the breath of the natal object means that it is unique to him, and it is incompatible with anyone's vitality, and even makes people feel like his flesh and blood.
This is the case with the scales flying out of his body at this time, the outer surface is dark and shiny, but the inner surface is scarlet, just like the color of fresh flesh and blood.
Pieces of scales flying out of his body cut the air and hissed, and cut out flowing wind trails visible to the naked eye.
These scales seem to fly in disorder, but they have their own positions in the air, forming a huge long whip in an instant, and this long whip itself is in the shape of a dragon.
Even the generals behind him were shocked.
None of them had ever seen such an astonishing picture.
There were gaps in the black scales, but they were filled with scarlet brilliance inside, as if a black water dragon had come to life and merged with all the power of the black eagle.
No one knew before that Black Eagle's natal object was this armor on his body.
Once the flood dragon took shape, it didn't stop at all, and devoured towards the square embroidered curtain in the air with one bite.
Fang Xiumu's body is falling naturally.
He is not a real Eighth Realm, and it is impossible for him to directly break the small world created by these Seventh Realm practitioners with their own vitality power like Emperor Yuanwu, and attract the divine light-like vitality from outside the sky.
It's just that at this time he has already figured it out, even if he only touches a corner of the Eighth Realm, it is still the power of the Eighth Realm, as long as this point can be exerted to the extreme.
At this moment, on the ground below, almost all the practitioners in the three armies exclaimed incomprehensibly.
Just like San Gong, the true energy in Fang Xiumu's body floated out, and even some lowest-level practitioners could feel the true energy blowing towards them like a breeze.
This came from the real essence of Fang Xiumu, which naturally aroused the hostility in their hearts.
In the next moment, they inexplicably found that the whole body seemed to be quiet for a while, as if it was a little empty.
An inexplicable light suddenly appeared in front of the giant black whip in the sky, carrying that sacred aura.
For practitioners, holiness means an untouchable realm, powerful beyond understanding.
A huge lightsaber formed outside Fang Xiumu's body, passing all over the black flood dragon.
There was a clear sound of armor breaking in the sky.
It's like the mournful and unwilling howl of a dragon before it dies.
Blood-red flames and broken scales shot in all directions, and even collided with the countless Bai Kui's resentful spirits that covered the sky.
Immediately there were countless violent impact sounds in the sky, and countless clusters of flames exploded continuously in the sky.
Black Eagle and White Eagle were shocked by electricity at the same time, their bodies were hit to the ground by a huge force, and then bounced up, many tiny blood droplets splashed out from the skin of their bodies, but the blood from their mouths was still spurting wildly.
Black Eagle, whose natal object was chopped off in an instant, was so horrified that his mind went blank. He only felt his life was gone but he couldn't think. The White Eagle, who was slightly injured compared to him, widened his eyes, deeply shrouded in a kind of powerlessness and fear.
This is the first time that such a powerful combination of the two has really appeared in the world. In his imagination, it was enough to kill any seven realms in the world, but now it was broken by Fang Xiumu's sword.
The most unimaginable thing for him was that all the true energy that had escaped from Fang Xiumu's body, at this time, many of them seemed to know the way back home naturally, and many of them flowed back into his meridians and orifices.
This is not in line with the principles of the world of practitioners.
In the simplest terms, with the strength of a punch, how can there be any reason to take back some of it and return to the fist
Fang Xiumu didn't take into account the feelings of the two practitioners at this time.
He needs to get close to the Thousand Dust Mountain as soon as possible, so he can't let anyone who threatens him have another chance to attack.
At this moment, he shot out another sword energy with his backhand.
Puff.
There was an explosion in the White Eagle Sea of Qi.
A sharp sword energy failed to pierce his white armor, but hit his sea of energy like a giant hammer, causing the jade palace in the depths of his sea of energy to almost collapse.