There are hundreds of thousands of mountains, with peaks and mountains and forests endlessly.

In a mountain stream, green forests of pines and cypresses stand tall, and the stream flows down the cliffs and rocks, gathering into a pool of waters of no size.

At the edge of the pool, fresh green buds grew, blocking the bushes. Only a piece of bluestone was placed beside the pool, which was quite artistic.

On this day, a blue figure hovered over the mountain stream and never left for a long time.

The blue figure is naturally a goshawk.

After flying happily, the goshawk couldn't help but feel hungry in his stomach. Thinking that he hadn't had a good meal for several years, he started to hunt.

When it comes to hunting, the goshawk immediately thought of this mountain stream, or an "old friend".

I still remember that the goshawk had just left the stage of eagle and was able to survive alone, so I thought about finding a place to settle down and building a nest.

These 100,000 mountains sound intimidating, but in fact they are only about a hundred miles away, and they are only connected by mountains around them, which gives them a false reputation.

That's right, the goshawks soon fell in love with this mountain stream.

This mountain stream is surrounded by mountains and waters, and it is a perfect choice for predators to escape the heat in the sky, snow and cold.

Unexpectedly, a white-flowered python was entrenched in the mountain stream early.

The goshawk relied on his flight advantage and fought with the python several times, but returned home again and again. In the end, he had to give up here and find another nest in the current barren mountain.

Now that the eagle has turned into a demon, its strength has leaped, and it just happened to kill the white-flowered python and take over the territory.

Dare to think and do, the goshawk swept around the mountain stream with sharp eyes, making a loud eagle cry, ringing the prelude to the battle.

Sure enough, not long after, a slight "Sasha" sounded, and the eagle quickly became alert.

As the eagle eyes looked at him, he saw a big snake head slowly emerge under a big locust tree at the top of the mountain stream, followed by a waist that was nearly as thick as a bucket.

After crawling out completely, the python also noticed the goshawk circling in the air, and a hint of doubt flashed through his cold eyes, as if he was puzzled about why the goshawk was coming to provoke him again.

After several battles, the python naturally remembered a little bit of the difficult guy, Goshawk.

After all, this is a few of the mountains and forests that can pose a threat to themselves.

What's more, didn't this guy stop looking for trouble for himself a long time ago? Why did he dare to come and clamor again this time?

The eyes moved slightly, and the python was still lacking in intelligence and did not think further.

Climbing to the edge of the pool, the python slowly plated on the bluestone, revealing a bit of lazy appearance, but what I was thinking about was swallowing the eagle in one bite and filling the Five Insect Temple that I had never eaten in the winter.

In the sky, the goshawk kept staring at the movements of the python, thinking about what the python was thinking.

Whether it is a goshawk or a python, both are hungry and unbearable. They meet on a narrow road, so there must be a injury.

Time passed slowly, and neither the goshawk nor the python wanted to take the lead. They stared at each other and looked for flaws.

The competition between top predators is often only in a moment, and no one dares to take it lightly.

After a while, the goshawk's movements finally changed slightly, which attracted the attention of the python.

Compared with the python coiled around the bluestone waiting for the rabbit, the goshawks need to consume a lot of physical strength to fly in the air. If they drag them down, they may be at a disadvantage.

"Cry!!!"

With a cry, the eagle's wings shook, and its claws rushed straight to the python's eyes, trying to destroy its eyes first.

The python was not behind, and moved its body, first tilted its head back, swung its thick giant tail quickly and pulled it towards the goshawk.

Bang--

When the two collided, the goshawks suddenly felt difficult, their claws bent slightly, and they used the force to play a little, and then tapped their claws to attack again.

However, in just a few breaths, the two of them went back and forth for more than a dozen moves, and no one could do anything to each other.

The goshawk is not surprised by this.

Many years ago, when Goshawks fought with him, they discovered that the python was not only rough and thick in flesh, but also had amazing brute force.

The huge force in the waving of the tail is not something that the goshawk can resist. It can only use its own advantages to suppress the air, but the effect is very little.

If the Eagle had not been reborn and had great strength, she would not have dared to compete with her head.

There were a few more breaths. While the python was swinging its tail, the goshawk suddenly moved the wind and thunder in his body, all gathered on the bird's beak, and pecked at the python seven inches.

The sudden change made the already impatient python even more panicked. While twisting his body to avoid it, he raised his head and opened his bloody mouth, intending to fight back with his injuries.

However, before the giant mouth was opened, the goshawk's offensive changed, but it was the head that the python had just raised.

Bang--

With one blow, the python's head exploded like a watermelon, and colorful objects splashed out.

At the end of the battle, the body of the goshawk, which was more than a tall person, fell to the ground. Looking at the python's twitching corpse, he was delighted and complicated.

I am happy that the power of the wind and thunder aura is complicated by the fall of the opponent for many years.

But the rabbit died and the fox was sad. The eagle quickly adjusted its emotions and began to enjoy its own spoils.

The python died, and it was originally poor and thick in skin and flesh but also lost its function. The goshawk quickly tore open its skin and flesh, revealing a snake gall with a big longan eye.

Goshawks are not unfamiliar with snake gallbladders. They have not eaten a hundred years, and there are eighty.

But, like the one that is the size of a snake gall in front of me, I have never seen it before, and it is very strange.

After observing for a while, the goshawk swallowed it into his belly and began to peck at the flesh and blood of the python, filling the wheels in his belly.

The python is several feet long and has a lot of flesh and blood. When the goshawks are full, most of them are intact.

After thinking about it, the goshawk grabbed the python's corpse and threw it on the previous big locust tree to prevent other birds and beasts from eroding.

If the anger is slightly cold today, the flesh and blood of the python will not break for a while.

The goshawk is confident that it can solve it before the python's flesh and blood deteriorates.

After dealing with the problem of the python, the goshawks glanced around with their eyes and quickly stayed at the top of the mountain stream, a sunrise direction not far from the big locust tree.

Since you have captured the mountain stream, you must naturally settle here and the problem of the nest must be solved as soon as possible.

The mountain stream is not too big overall, with a range of about a few hundred meters. It is better than the environment and is highly favored by the goshawks.

In addition to absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon are also indispensable.

Unlike habits, the python that hides in caves all year round, the goshawks naturally choose a location that is easier to replenish the essence of the sun and the moon.

Making up his mind, the goshawk flapped his wings and flew up, wielding the wind and thunder energy to attach to his claws, and grabbing the mountain at the selected location.

The wind and thunder are swift and strong, and have extremely strong destructive power. It can be seen from the fact that one pecks at the head of the python just now.

It is not difficult to deal with this earth-stone mountain, but in a short while, a cave was dug out about a foot.

This little space is naturally far from enough, but the wind and thunder energy in the body of the goshawk is consumed a lot and it takes time to recover.

After flapping its wings and flying high before, the goshawk discovered that although the wind and thunder were scarce, it recovered slowly, so he came to fight.
Chapter completed!