Without waiting for Shi Lei's instructions, Yuan Hongzi opened his mouth and sprayed out water.
Wherever the water fell, not only had Birdman's blood stains been washed away, but there were also signs of healing in the scars.
Unfortunately, this was just a sign. Black gas emerged from the wound, blocking the light.
"Sir~"
Yuan Hongzi frowned and said, "This seems to be Yin Qi. I'm afraid I can't do anything about it."
"Huh~"
Shi Lei nodded and opened his mouth to inhale the black air into his abdomen.
Then, the water light penetrated into the birdman's body. Half of the birdman's face and one eye opened, he looked at Shi Lei and others with difficulty, and opened his mouth to say something.
It's a pity that the birdman's mouth has long since disappeared, and he can't speak any words at all.
The birdman was so anxious that he pointed to his armpit with difficulty, but then he fainted before he could say anything else.
Shi Lei was at a loss, but Yuan Hongzi raised his hand and pulled out a feather from the birdman's armpit.
"Sir~"
Yuan Hongzi handed the feather to Shi Lei and said, "This is a feather used by the people of Zhongshan for storage."
Shi Lei didn't answer and said, "See for yourself."
Yuan Hongzi's spiritual consciousness swept over Fei Yu, took out a jade slip and looked at it for a moment, then took out a jade-carved feather and said, "His name is Yuan Zheng, he is a disciple of Yuan Yaoyun."
"Yuan Yaoyun is from a family of immortal cultivators in the Kingdom of Zhongshan."
"Yun probably means...village, or mountain."
"Sir, you can think of Yuanyao Cloud as Yuanyao Mountain or Yuanyao Villa on the ground."
Shi Lei nodded and said: "In that case, let's send Yuan Zheng back to Yuan Yaoyun and ask about the Imperial Immortal Cultivator."
As Yuan Hongzi said, Yuanyao Cloud is like Yuanyao Villa in Kyushu.
In the sky of the Kingdom of Zhongshan, a sheet of red clouds covering thousands of miles overlaps one another, like rolling mountains.
Among the clouds, there are carved and painted pavilions looming, but they cannot be seen clearly.
In front of the pavilion, on the top of the clouds, an outline like a flying feather flashed with a faint golden light. There were three big characters on the outline shining brightly. Isn't it Yuan Yaoyun?
At this time, under the outline of Feiyu, a middle-aged man looked at the surrounding sky with a deep anxiety on his face, as if he was waiting for something. ap.
Seeing several figures flying towards him with wings spread, the man's face lit up with joy.
But when he got closer and saw the face of the visitor clearly, the smile on the middle-aged man's face disappeared.
Before a few people could fly down, the middle-aged man shouted: "Yuan Qiu, can you see Yuan Zheng?"
"No, butler~"
The person in front of him flew quickly for a moment, landed in front of the middle-aged man, and said with a smile, "We are going to the east, not the same direction as Yuan Zheng."
After saying that, Yuan Qiu looked at the middle-aged man and said softly: "What? Yuan Zheng hasn't come back yet?"
The butler nodded and said: "Yes~"
"It's okay~"
Yuan Qiu consoled him, "Kong Yu Stone is not easy to pick, so it's normal for it to be a few days late."
"Motoharu and Yuanyi are dead~"
The middle-aged man became a little anxious and said, "They are heading in the same direction as Yuan Zheng, and their bodies have just been returned!"
"ah??"
Yuan Qiu was shocked and asked anxiously, "Who killed him?"
"I just don't know~"
"I'm just worried!"
The chief steward stamped his feet, and cracks appeared in the clouds under his feet. At the same time, the wings behind his back also spread out, and some rays of light bloomed from the feathers.
"Woo~"
As he was talking, the outline of the flying feathers suddenly spread out, and forty-nine pale golden wings flew out like scissors. There was a black eyeball on each wing, all staring into the distance.
"not good!"
The butler's expression changed drastically and he shouted hurriedly, "Quickly, notify the head of the family that a powerful enemy is coming!"
"A powerful enemy is attacking??"
Yuan Qiu was stunned. He turned to look in the direction where the forty-nine eyes were staring and whispered, "What powerful enemies are there now?"
"I don't know~"
The butler is anxious
, shouted, "This is our Yuan Yaoyun's warning cloud formation. Whenever there is danger, the cloud formation will have warning signs. Go and notify us!"
"Go go~"
Yuan Qiu understood and shouted to the disciples behind him, "Quickly go to Yunzhuang and let me know. I'll be on guard with the chief steward."
Several disciples immediately flew in, "Kengkeng~" A moment later, an alarm bell rang.
"Eastern~"
Yuan Qiu looked at the forty-nine wings flying around uneasily, and whispered in the direction where his eyes were looking, "Butler, is this where Yuan Zheng went..."
"That's right~"
Upon hearing this, the butler rubbed his hands anxiously again.
"Woo~"
While speaking, a huge strong wind appeared in the distance, and forty-nine scissors made a sound similar to the sound of swords in the strong wind.
However, there is a strong restriction in the outline of the huge flight feathers, which tightly pins these scissors nearby.
"Ho~"
Following the sound of the sword, a tall figure flew out of the clouds. This figure did not stop at all, shouting, "How dare you, who dares to come to Yuan Yaoyun to act wild?"
"Lao San~"
Seeing the figure flying by like an eagle, the butler became anxious and shouted, "Wait for the owner of the village..."
"can not wait anymore!"
The figure turned around, but it was a strong man with a beard. The strong man's wings were thick, and there was a sound of wind and thunder when they flashed.
"Alas~"
The chief steward sighed and hurriedly took out a pale silver jade token, which he crushed without even thinking about it.
"Crack~"
The jade tablet shattered, and the sound rang out from the cloud formation that imprisoned the forty-nine scissors.
"Kakaka~"
The forty-nine scissors took off their restraints and immediately followed Beard and rushed towards the east.
"Go~"
The chief steward said to Yuan Qiu, "Follow your third uncle, don't let him fall into someone else's trap."
Yuan Qiu went, and a few minutes later, dozens of Yuan Yaoyun's tribesmen flew out one after another. They each held magical weapons to guard the surroundings.
Then, a middle-aged man wearing a light golden robe flew out. He was not Yuan Yaoyun's head Yuan Dong.
Yuan Dong looked solemn and asked: "Second brother, what's going on..."
It's a pity that Yuan Dong didn't wait for Yuan Dong to finish speaking.
"Kachacha~"
Thunder suddenly broke out in the eastern sky, and there were nine thunderbolts, like thousands of feet long dragons, tearing through the sky and roaring down.
Lightning illuminated the sky for nearly a hundred miles to the left.
"Ah~"
The screams sounded after the thunder. Wasn't it the same sound that had just grown a beard?
"Third child?"
The head of the family, Yuan Dong, was in a panic and was about to spread his wings and fly out.
"Swish swish~"
Forty-nine scissor-shaped flying feathers flew back in panic, and each flying feather had the remnant of a thunder hole.
"I'll go~"
The chief steward's eyes widened and he whispered, "This... the remnant of Ya Lingyun is too powerful, isn't it?"
"Ya Lingyun??"
When Yuan Dong heard this, his expression changed drastically and he said sternly, "Second brother, are you sure it's Ya Lingyun?"
"Master~"
The chief steward said anxiously, "So many people have died, and even the cloud array has been stimulated. I thought about it, and only Ya Lingyun, who was destroyed by us a thousand years ago, could have such a big hatred against Yuan Yaoyun and me. Bar!"
"Disciples~"
Yuandong hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but then he took a deep breath and said, "Come with me to form a formation!"
