The wind is breathing, the vultures are flying, the golden eagles behind are spectacular, and their golden feathers are shining with golden light.
The sounds of collisions and screams kept ringing out, and the two groups of people and horses flew in the air with fighting spirit. Red, purple, and blue colors kept colliding, which was much more gorgeous than the fireworks!
"I really don't want to die." Wushuang cursed, the whip in her hand was not used with all its strength.
The surrounding rocks are unstable. Too much fighting energy will explode the rocks, and they will definitely be knocked down.
The direction of the spirit vulture's flight was towards the east, which was the opposite direction to the Dragon King's palace. The mountains in front of her could not be seen, but she could clearly feel from the breath that the suppressed breath in front was getting heavier and heavier.
Got it
"Where is the place ahead?" Wushuang turned around and asked.
Facing such a crazy attack from Feng Mingyue, she would not be afraid at all. However, Yueshuo, who was seriously injured, could not bear the intrusion of the powerful aura. If she was not careful, her life would be in danger, so she did not dare to take the risk!
"Wuyachang" Feng Xinglie stared at the men and horses behind him without looking back.
Wu Yachang is where Wuyachang is. Wushuang knows which way out it is. It is like a maze. The mountains tower into the clouds and can block everything. The spiritual vulture flies straight towards which direction. She is not sure what Feng Xinglie is thinking.
All we have to do now is believe in Feng Xinglie!
The men and horses from the rear were chasing after them quickly. The men and horses sent by Xilin all ignored life and death and attacked the spirit vulture like crazy. Wushuang Feng Xinglie had some scruples and did not use all his strength with his movements.
Feng Mingyue, who was hiding among the golden eagles, directed all his attacks at Feng Xinglie, with fighting spirit flying in his ears. The thirteenth-level spiritual vulture recognized the aura behind it, and its figure kept shaking.
Feng Xinglie grabbed Wushuang, and the violent jolt made everyone unsteady.
"Hold on!" Feng Xinglie waved his sleeves and shouted in a deep voice.
"Damn it, Feng Mingyue!" Feng Lingye cursed, waving his hand and blasting his breath towards the back.
The golden eagle behind was about to perch on the ground, but it faced a sudden attack. The flying golden eagle quickly turned sideways, and the master Lan Zun on the back was caught off guard by the sudden attack.
"Ah..." screams sounded, and Lan Zun's fighting spirit, which did not quickly grab the golden eagle's feathers, fell downwards.
Chi Lian held Yueshuo tightly, and Baijiao bit Yueshuo's body with his mouth to prevent himself from falling. When no one noticed, Baijiao's small body glowed with a yellow light, like at night
fireflies
"King, there are too many of them, and they are all desperate. Their Lan Zun's fighting spirit is weird, and they can't figure out their power. The golden eagles are attacking, and the spiritual vultures are slowing down. They want to surround and collide with us from both sides. It seems that they want to... and us.
perish together!"
Feng Lingye stared closely at the rear, sizing up the speed and range of the golden eagle's dispersion. The fighting spirit in his hands kept attacking the golden eagle from behind who wanted to cross the spiritual vulture.
The person who usually gets angry easily, at this critical moment of life and death, his body is full of murderous aura, and the powerful aura in his body cannot be underestimated. The fighting spirit in his hands strikes violently, and his eyes are red, as if he has transformed from an angel to a demon in an instant.
"Go to the leftmost direction of Wuyachang. Ye, control the golden eagle's flying speed and slow it down by one minute. Chi Lian, take Yueshuo and sit by the neck of the spiritual vulture." After saying this, Feng Xinglie's eyes showed a cold calculation.
color across
Wushuang said nothing. Now fighting in the sky, Feng Xinglie was better than her. She could analyze and capture all situations in an instant and perfectly create corresponding measures. This made her admire her endlessly.
After hearing this, Feng Lingye and Chi Lian didn't hesitate at all and immediately followed Feng Xinglie's instructions.
A group of golden eagles flew rapidly behind 'Shuashua', and fighting energy continued to attack this side from above.
Feng Xinglie did not take action. He lowered his head to avoid the impact of fighting spirit. The spirit vulture flew. If the fighting spirit did not come towards the spirit vulture, Feng Xinglie could only avoid it.
All the fighting energy attacking the spirit vulture was blocked by Feng Xinglie, and the spirit vulture's flight became slightly more stable. Wushuang let go of his hand and looked towards the back. He saw a large mountain, densely packed with different shapes.
There are some fairylands in Lingshan, and there are also some spooky and scary places.
"My lord, they are heading towards Wuyachang." Seeing this, the counselor at the rear felt bad.
Wuyachang is a place with dangerous mountains. Entering it is like walking into a maze. If you are not careful, you will be destroyed.
"What are you afraid of? If Feng Xinglie dares to enter Wuyachang, why don't I dare? It might be easier for us to win in the dangerous maze." Feng Mingyue was not moved at all. Each of these hidden positions can throw away life and death. Xilin's
If men and horses are used as dead soldiers, they will be used in vain!
"Your Majesty, Feng Xinglie is thinking carefully and is heading to the far left. Which side is the most dangerous place in Wuyachang? Your Majesty, please think twice." The counselor's face changed slightly. The terrain on the left and the surrounding aura in the air may be different from theirs.
rush
Feng Xinglie is the master of the Dragon Emperor, and he will definitely not fight without a plan.
When Feng Mingyue heard this, she stared at the counselor with anger: "Do you think this king is not as good as Feng Xinglie?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare." The counselor panicked and immediately knelt on the golden eagle: "I am just worried that Feng Xinglie will set up a scam..."
"Hmph, Feng Xinglie is too overrated as a counselor. He is obsessed with beauty and doesn't care about the country. What's so scary about Feng Xinglie?" Feng Mingyue's angry face slightly faded, and her cool tone was full of disdain.
They have pushed Feng Xinglie to this point, and it is absolutely impossible for him to stop now!
The counselor lowered his head and rolled his eyes wildly. He knew Feng Mingyue's temper in his heart. If he continued to persuade him, he would anger the prince and be disadvantageous to himself. He was not talking at the moment.
Feng Mingyue snorted coldly, and turned to look ahead at Feng Xinglie, who was only hiding from his fighting spirit. He was so afraid of the rock breaking that he didn't dare to take action. You have already lost half the battle!
The flying speed of the spiritual vulture slowed down by one point, and the distance of the golden eagle behind it got closer, and the aura of fighting spirit became more intense.
Wu holds the whip in his hands, looking behind him, ready to attack at any time.
"Does Feng Mingyue have any brains? King Xilin has given him the best troops and horses. If he captures the Dragon King today, Xilin's ambition is so great that he will not give him the country he attacked in vain!" Feng Lingye
When I look back and see which side is attacking fiercely, I feel angry.
