Ever since, after greeting Ma Yun and others, Zhong Wen, with Ye Qinglian on his left and Jiang Yushi on his right, walked away together with two beauties with quite a lot of personality under the envious gazes of a group of great men.

OK, go straight to the Tianying Mountains.

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“Is this the ‘Ten Thousand Eagles’ Nest’?”

Looking at the slender stone path extending diagonally from the top of the ten thousand-foot cliff, and the huge boulder at the end that looked like a suspended island, Jiang Yushi couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's really a wonder in the world, a marvelous workmanship!"

"This place is called the 'Ten Thousand Eagles' Nest'. Are there really ten thousand eagles in it?" Ye Qinglian suddenly asked.

"Even if it is less than ten thousand, there are still thousands, but they may not be eagles, falcons, eagles, vultures and other raptors..." Zhong Wen stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

At this moment, Ye Qinglian also asked what he was thinking: "Why is it so quiet in a place where thousands of raptors live?"

Yes, why is it so quiet?

"I'll go take a look!" Zhong Wen's expression changed, he touched the ground with both feet, sprinted through the air, and instantly jumped to the top of the "Ten Thousand Eagles' Nest".

This, this?

The sight before him shocked and worried him greatly.

Eagles, eagles, kites, vultures, harriers, ospreys, falcons, owls... the carcasses of various raptors are scattered on the steep rock walls. At a glance, there are thousands of them.

The many birds that passed away either had their wings broken, their legs broken, or their heads separated. Some of them were even split in half. Although their death patterns were different, they were all extremely miserable and unbearable to look at.

Zhong Wenqiang calmed himself and walked slowly on the rock wall, trying to find any birds that were still alive among the corpses and treat them.

However, along the way, his heart gradually became colder.

In fact, with his eyesight and ears at this time, he could naturally tell that the exposed birds of prey had long since ceased to breathe. Such exploration was just to seek some psychological comfort.

Oops!

Golden Feather Dapeng!

At this time, Zhong Wen's heart suddenly tightened, and he remembered the purpose of his trip. He rose into the sky and rushed towards the thick stone pillar located in the center of the suspended island.

With his current level of cultivation, he had reached the huge nest at the top of the stone pillar in just a few breaths.

The lair of the Golden Feather Dapeng is still dark and empty, with a few golden feathers scattered at the entrance. Going further inside, you can see dried blood on the cold stone floor.

With an ominous premonition hanging over his heart, Zhong Wen tried his best to step forward and walked a few feet deeper into the cave, when he saw the stiff bodies of two golden-feathered rocs.

The first thing that caught my eye was Xiao Ming’s father, Lao Jin.

The once gleaming, mighty and domineering Gongpeng was lying on his back upright, with the feathers on his neck showing a dull golden color, emitting a faint light, not as dazzling as before.

Its wings are spread out and its eyes are wide open. You can see that in the last moment before it was born, it was still trying its best to protect its spouse Gillian.

Gillian, who is slightly smaller in stature, is lying under Lao Jin, her wings bent, as if she is guarding something. From her dim blue eyes, you can read a trace of panic and a trace of determination, just a few words.

Between his nose, there was no breath of life.

Zhong Wen slowly knelt down and gently stroked the cold body of the two golden-feathered rocs.

Suddenly, the two roc eggs hidden under Gillian came into his sight.

It turns out that until the end of her life, this great mother was still doing her best to protect her unhatched child.

However, these two golden-feathered roc eggs could not escape the fate of being shattered after all. The viscous liquid flowing out from the cracks had solidified, cruelly announcing the end of the two little lives, and also made Gillian's painstaking efforts

Down the drain.

Staring at the desolate scene in front of him, Zhong Wen felt his heart tremble and his nose sore, as if his soul had been touched.

An indescribable anger could not stop welling up in his heart, as if his chest was blocked by a stone, making him almost go crazy.

At this moment, he just wanted to shout to vent the frustration in his heart.

Heartbreaking cry!

Then, a sharp whistle sounded from his mouth, splitting rocks and piercing the clouds, resounding in all directions, eliciting echoes that came from far and near.

"Plop-plop-plop!"

Frightened by this scream, countless birds flapped their wings and jumped out from various hidden nests on the floating island, flying high in the sky. At first glance, there were thousands of them.

Even though thousands of raptors were slaughtered, there were still many vicious birds alive in this "nest of ten thousand eagles".

"It's you!"

A snow eagle stared at Zhong Wen and looked him up and down, then suddenly let out a squeal of excitement as he recognized his identity.

"Who did it?"

In his excitement, Zhong Wen had no intention of reminiscing with it, and just asked coldly.

"They are two black two-legged beasts, one of which has golden eyes."

This snow eagle is very intelligent and instantly understood the meaning of Zhong Wen's question and answered it readily.

Tianxuan!

Hearing the words "eyes glowing with gold", Zhong Wen's eyes changed and he immediately guessed the identity of the murderer.

No good, Dara tribe!
Chapter completed!