There was a rustle of leaves, leaving only Shi Xiuxiu and three others with the mages from the three royal families behind to hold down the formation.
Seeing the group of Dongxia old mage who did not avoid danger and even flew directly towards the demonic birds, he didn't know whether to persuade them or not.
"Sister Shi, let's rush too. If we keep going so slowly for 50,000 miles, when will we arrive at the Peacock Sacred Ridge?"
Ye Feng watched the group of old mages plunge headlong into the vast forest without fear of death, scrambling for the first place, only wishing they had lost two legs. I suddenly became interested and wanted to take the giant up there to have a good time.
"Brother Ye, there are many demonic birds in Jiutian Plateau and they are very powerful. If we rush in so recklessly, what if we are surrounded by demonic birds?"
Di Chi asked worriedly, shouldn't we be cautious and careful when entering a dangerous and unfamiliar place like Jiutian Plateau?
"Di Chi, let's go with Uncle Xiaoyao this time. Before the demon birds gather together, we can catch it off guard.
Think about it, we have a small number of people and a large number of monster birds. Once they gather together, they will set up dozens or hundreds of blockades for us in this forest sea, and then they will besiege us when we are exhausted.
At that time, we will be quite passive, and we might not be able to enter the Peacock Sacred Mountain after ten or eight years. "
Shi Xiuxiu's eyes shone, thinking that Zhen Xiaoyao's accidental method was also a great trick. Could this be called risking death and reviving?
"This is a good idea, but it's a bit too risky. I didn't expect that Uncle Xiaoyao also knows the art of war. You really can't tell a person's face!"
Di Chi knew that many teams were trapped in the quagmire of demonic birds, and some teams had not even reached the outskirts of the Holy Ridge after fighting for a hundred years. Zhen Xiaoyao did the opposite, which was also a clever move.
"Then you have to think highly of him. I think there is a high probability that he got it by accident. Let's not talk nonsense. Let's chase him quickly. If they find the wrong way, they will be in trouble."
Shi Xiuxiu curled her lips, thinking that Uncle Xiaoyao didn't look like someone who knew the art of war. Only someone with Ye Congwen's appearance could possess something as profound as the art of war.
The three of them joined together and rushed forward with their respective bodyguards.
Ye Congwen ran at the front. No matter what level of demon birds were blocking the way, he would raise his hand to see the blue-scaled claws. As long as he didn't encounter the Xuan-level demon birds on the other side of the Shenqiao, those yellow-level demon birds would be easily pinched. burst.
More than 20 old masters behind him saw that Ye Congwen was blocking the gods and killing the gods, and the Buddha was blocking the Buddhas. People in the same realm also became addicted.
They both have the strength of the other side of the Divine Bridge, and they both have cultivated the bone patterns of ordinary demon birds. Who can be weaker than the other?
"Brother Zhen, let's change positions. There are more than 20 people, so you can rush to the front. If you turn around, Saint Aunt blames us for bullying your little kid."
An old mage from Haitang County persuaded him, asking to take turns with Ye Congwen.
Ye Congwen heard the old mage call him a child, and was surprised how he could see his true identity. How could he say that changing his appearance was the Taoist's method? How could he, a soul refining mage, see through it?
"Old Liao is right. You have just been promoted to the other side of the Divine Bridge. You need to consolidate your cultivation and accumulate your strength, otherwise you will suffer big losses in the future.
Let's do this. The twenty-four of us are divided into three armies: left, middle and right. Each army has eight people. We take turns to replace each other. Can each person switch to another line after completing one move? Another old man with a gray beard suggested.
"My two brothers are right, so let's do what you say."
Ye Congwen followed his advice fluently, and after shooting down a Fire Eagle, he immediately replaced him with the second one.
Everyone took turns to replace each other, using their best tricks, and moved forward neatly and swiftly. They were unstoppable and invincible. It only took half a day to cover three to four hundred miles.
Just as he was about to take a short rest, the three royal descendants behind reminded him loudly:
"Uncle Xiaoyao asked the old masters to rest for a while. Let's eat something to replenish our energy."
It wasn't until Shi Xiuxiu reminded him that Ye Congwen and the old masters remembered that they hadn't eaten anything all morning. They found a place with mountain spring water to quench their thirst, plucked the feathers and guts of the ghost birds they had killed before, and grilled them on the fire.
The yellow-level demon bird is full of energy, which can be regarded as a great tonic. After drinking and eating, it continues to move forward without stopping.
According to the principle of rotation, Shi Xiuxiu and other three people also led the team for a rotation. Ye Feng led the giants, and Di Chi led the Beidi tribe. Only Shi Xiuxiu, the saint of Western Witch, only had two personal maids and two strong bodyguards around her. The number was too small. If you can't work alone, you can only form a team with the old master of Dongxia.
The three groups of people took turns, taking turns for nearly an hour or two, running another three to four hundred miles in one breath. Seeing that it was getting late, Shi Xiuxiu was about to announce again that she was looking for a place to rest, when suddenly hundreds of red lanterns hung from the giant tree in front of her.
"Hey, is there someone doing a happy event in front of you? Why are there so many lanterns hanging out?"
An old mage asked curiously.
"Lantern? Where do these people come from in this deep mountain and old forest? Are you dazzled?"
"See for yourself, it's right in front."
The old mage stepped aside and let the people behind him take a good look with their own eyes to see if my eyes were dim.
Unexpectedly, when the people behind him saw that scene, their faces turned pale with fright, and they cursed and said:
"Damn lanterns! Those are a bunch of flaming hawks!"
Shi Xiuxiu saw the team in front stopped and heard the conversation of these people. She looked up at the towering ancient trees and ordered immediately:
"Everyone listens:
Using the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, we caught it off guard! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Xiuxiu took the lead and rushed to the front. He raised his hands and used the Purple Mandarin Magic. A huge purple claw fell directly from the sky and pinched the towering ancient tree.
Several clattering sounds were heard, and the flaming eagles below fled in all directions, about to fly elsewhere to see what happened. Suddenly, a sword hundreds of meters long slashed at the fiery red flaming eagle.
With a pop, three or four fire eagles were chopped into two pieces without even a scream. Several fire eagles that had narrowly escaped death fled into the air and stopped to watch. Before they could see the situation clearly, a golden bird's beak was like a chicken pecking at rice. After a few thumps, four or five fire eagles were pecked again. wear.
The three magical arts of Purple Mandarin, White Falcon, and Golden Roc came out at once, instantly disrupting the Fire Eagle's defensive line. A dozen giant trees lined up in a row were filled with panicked and flapping Fire Eagles.
The remaining Soul Refining Masters, led by Ye Congwen, all used their most powerful tricks and took advantage of their unpreparedness to hit the flying Fire Eagle.
The sound of popping was endless, and nearly a hundred flaming eagles were sent flying dozens of meters by the sudden mage, stumbling and crashing into the surrounding branches. Some were unconscious, some even had their wings broken, and fell to the ground unable to crawl for a long time. stand up.
Ye Congwen used his green scale claws with both hands, pinched the neck of a flaming eagle with one hand, and rushed forward without looking back.
After flying rapidly for hundreds of miles, it was confirmed that the Fire Eagle had died, and then its body was put into a Qi Qiankun bag.
The flaming eagle bone pattern can be used to set up formations, and flesh and blood is a great supplement. It is best to use it as rations. After all, the flaming eagle is several times larger than the ghost bird.
"Brother Xiaoyao, should we slow down and wait for Saint Aunt and the others?"
An old mage asked, Zhen Xiaoyao is now the most powerful general of the Holy Aunt, and is also the person closest to the three royal descendants. She must know the captain's specific plan.
"No need to wait, the Holy Aunt ordered us to keep flying forward. The three of them used magic to cut off the rear. The flaming eagles are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of the divine birds. Only when we are far away can the three of them stop."
Ye Congwen was busy rushing to the Nirvana Nest in Phoenix Immortal Ridge to secretly dig up the five-color treasure medicine, so why was he willing to waste his time on this?
In the past, with Shi Xiuxiu around, it was inconvenient for him to disobey orders and act alone, but now he finally left the team with these old mages.
As the saying goes, military orders abroad will be ignored! Taking advantage of the absence of three old acquaintances, Shi Xiuxiu, and the more than 20 old mages who didn't know the Finger of Chaos and the Seven-Nine Extreme Realm Style, Ye Congwen planned to take advantage of the melancholy night to bring the Finger of Chaos and the Seven Desolate Seventh Forms of Liuhe Bahuang into the world. Practice the Jiujijing style well.
Without waiting for others to object, Ye Congwen shouted loudly:
"Others, Master Beidi and Nanman Giants, risked their lives to help us Dongxia people cut off their queens. How can we hold everyone back? None of us Dongxia people know the sacred arts, but that doesn't mean we can't kill the demon birds. !”
The surrounding old mages were all top leaders in their respective states. How could they be underestimated by outsiders? Seeing that what Ye Congwen said was reasonable, all of them worked hard to clear a clear path for the mage behind them.
Ye Congwen took the lead and still rushed to the front. After he distanced himself from the old mage, he secretly gathered energy with his ten fingers. As long as there was a demon bird coming to block him, he would use the Finger of Chaos to greet him without saying a word.
A peak-level Xuan-level demon bird is patrolling its territory. In the dark night sky, its pair of giant blue-light pupils are like two bright lights, scanning back and forth high in the sky.
This demonic bird from the other side of the Divine Bridge has been accumulating power for a long time. Wherever it looked, even the chirping birds closed their mouths in awe, let alone the demonic birds flying around in the forest.
When the bright light shines through, the chirping birds shut up, the demonic birds flying high in the sky stop, and even the wild beasts that come out to look for food at night stand dumbly in place, saying nothing, not even daring to breathe.
Just when the peak-level demon bird looked away with satisfaction, suddenly a swift and unparalleled figure ignored his orders and flew towards his eyes along the light.
The demon bird was so angry that its feathers spread out, its roots trembled, and it mobilized all the energy in its body, preparing to use invisible sound waves to shock it to death.
Unexpectedly, before he could say anything, the man raised his hands, and two sword-like majestic energy shot towards his eyes. In the flash of lightning, before he could react, the two sharp swords were directly inserted into his own eyes. On those giant eyes.
A shrill scream came, and the peak-level demon bird was blinded by two sharp sword-like energies, which then penetrated the demon bird's head. The scream only lasted half of the scream before it stopped abruptly, nearly 100 meters away. The wide wings had no time to shrink and fell from the sky.
