The human-faced vulture lives on top of mountains covered with snow all year round. Unlike vultures, which like to live in groups and eat carrion, except during mating season, it likes to live alone and feed on all kinds of live birds and animals.
In the snow-capped mountains, it is like a king, looking down on the birds.
It never comes into contact with people, and except for monks, ordinary civilians have never seen a trace of it.
Due to its habits, the human-faced vulture is known for its violence, ferocity, and strong sense of territoriality. It is a popular but rare Jedi spirit beast in the North Desert cultivation world.
There is no record of an adult human-faced vulture being tamed. Even if it is a chick, there are still very few people who can tame it.
Otherwise, this chick would not have appeared at the auction in Lianyun Village.
The girl with horns has coveted the human-faced vulture for a long time, and she has begged Scar and tried many times, but without success.
This chick has been living in the spirit beast bag since it was captured, until it crawled at Yan Yun's feet tonight and became his spirit beast.
Yan Yun jumped off the back of the human-faced vulture, hugged its neck like the bark of an old tree, and patted it hard, just like when he tamed the first fierce horse.
The human-faced vulture was very docile. It lowered its head and rubbed his body slightly with its hard bone head.
Yan Yun smiled and said, "Good fellow, since you recognize me as your master, I will treat you well."
After saying that, he untied the shackles around its neck and sharp claws, touched the ground with the evil-slaying gun, and turned over to stand on its back.
The human-faced vulture let out a long cry, kicked the ground with its claws, and rushed up.
Yan Yun's feet were like nails, nailed to the back of the spirit vulture, and he drove the spirit vulture to circle twice around the huge auction house.
When Yan Yun drove the human-faced vulture to fly over Scar and four other Mengling Sect Lingtai realm monks again, he shouted: "Senior, don't break your promise!"
"Hey, let's go on!" Although Scar's face was full of ferocity, he was actually cheerful. A cloud of thick fog flew out of his sleeves, and immediately turned into a tentacle of fog, extending forward quickly like a snake, with a snake biting at the front of its head. Colorful spirit animal bag.
A cold air spread rapidly.
Scar obviously has the intention of verifying Yan Yun's identity and skills!
Yan Yun was shocked. Scar's move was equivalent to confirming the origins of the Meng Ling Sect cultivators.
Yan Yun is very clear about the terrifying combat power of the ghost soul flag. The soul flag held by these four Lingtai realm monks alone can contain tens of thousands of dead souls, and the power of the dead souls released will reach a terrifying level. .
Regardless of whether Dayu's Lingtai realm monks can withstand it, the bigger hidden danger lies in the collusion between the Meng Ling Sect and Lianyun Village. The Gong Biao who was taken down by Yan Yun had one that was exactly the same as the one worn by Di You. Protective bag.
In addition, the disciples led by Tuoba Lie and Duoni also appeared here. Why they came is still unknown.
Lianyun Village posted hero posts widely, attracting monks from all walks of life with longevity pills. It was obvious that the drunkard's intention was not to drink!
These thoughts flashed through Yan Yun's mind like lightning, but he couldn't see it at all on his face. Instead, he bowed his hand to Scar and said, "Thank you, senior!"
After Yan Yun finished speaking, a much smaller black mist hand emerged from his sleeve, spinning in a spiral, catching the spirit beast bag and quickly retracting it. When the mist dissipated, the spirit beast bag landed steadily. His left palm.
Although the Nether Soul Flag in Yan Yun's hand is not the original soul flag, it has been upgraded many times, and a new ghost king has been born. If the concentrated mist in the soul flag is completely released, it will be enough to cover half of the Yuzhu Pavilion.
He just pulled out a sliver of the spirit beast bag from the netherworld mist, not only to respect Scar, but also to avoid exposing his true identity.
He took the spirit beast bag in his hand and weighed it. He turned around with the spirit vulture and left. When he was two feet away from the box where Fairy Chunhe was, he flew down and waved the spirit beast bag towards the spirit vulture. The latter immediately It turned into the size of a sparrow and was put into the bag.
The Evil Punishing Spear simultaneously turned into the size of a plum blossom needle. Yan Yun opened his mouth and sucked it in, taking it into his Dantian.
"You are really capable. You got such a good spiritual beast for nothing." Fairy Chunhe said with a smile.
Because Yan Yun had his back to Scar and others, he did not speak, but his face suddenly sank, and he immediately returned to normal.
When Fairy Chunhe saw this, she understood.
After Yan Yun entered the box, he did not stand behind Fairy Chunhe like Ji Zhao and others. Instead, he took off his robe and put on a dark blue Taoist robe. There was a lifelike ghost head on the back of the Taoist robe, which was eye-catching. Palpitations.
Then, he calmly sat down next to Fairy Chunhe.
Not only did Fairy Chunhe not show any displeasure, but she glanced at him with her charming eyes.
The cultivators present had various expressions when they saw this scene.
"Sister Chun He, your taste is really eye-opening." Bai Hu started to find fault again.
"Both each other." Fairy Chunhe smiled happily.
"I don't dare to compete with my sister. No matter how bad I, Bai Hu, am, I will never wink at a low-level disciple."
"Haha, I'm happy to."
Fairy Chunhe had a peach-shaped face, but she hugged Yan Yun's arm with her arms, leaned slightly, and rested her head on his shoulder.
Yan Yunsheng accepted the kindness of this beauty with a smile on his face, but showed the arrogance and vanity of a playboy.
At this time, a deep male voice came from Yan Yun's ear.
"where are you from?"
Yan Yun deliberately put on Li Ao's Taoist robes, which indeed attracted Scar's attention.
Yan Yun raised his eyes briefly, looked at Dao Ba in the opposite compartment, and replied via voice transmission: "Wangcheng."
"Wang Cheng? Who do you study under?"
"My master's last name is Li."
"Oh? Your Majesty is here too?"
"No."
"Then why are you here?"
"I have my destiny as a teacher."
"Nonsense, my master has a word with me first. He will not interfere in the Huangshui River Basin. Besides, what can you do as a low-level disciple?"
"Juniors will never interfere in the affairs of seniors. As for your actions, please forgive me for not reporting them to seniors." While Yan Yun was transmitting the message, he suddenly raised his arm, passed through Fairy Chunhe's head, and landed on her soft arms. With a strong squeeze, her body suddenly stiffened, then softened, and her slightly plump body leaned against her chest with a strange fragrance.
"Do you want to die!" Fairy Chunhe said almost biting Yan Yun's ear.
"Who are this woman and the three monsters behind you?" Scar asked again.
"They only act according to their own orders and will not ruin the great things of their predecessors..."
"Hey, what big thing can happen to me?"
"If senior takes action, I hope it won't affect the four of us."
"Since the Master is not here, why not kill you, a little insect?"
When Yan Yun heard this, his eyes changed and he stared at the other party coldly.
Dao BaZeLi ignored Yan Yun and suddenly stood up and said to Chi Feng and Xukong Zi in the audience: "Everyone who is supposed to come is here, it's time to close the door and beat the dog!"
The cultivators of Dayu had probably been in peace for a long time, and when faced with Scar's words, they were a little stunned at first.
The hot-tempered old man in red robe was the first to speak out, angrily yelling: "You barbarian, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Master Nishui also stood up and shouted: "You foreigners, do you still want to make some big waves in the territory of Dayu?"
Baihu was very sarcastic towards Fairy Chunhe, but showed much more restraint when facing Chifeng and Xu Kongzi, saying: "Two senior brothers, you are monks from Dayu, are you trying to steal others, collude with foreign races, and want to do harm to us?"
All the cultivators present were close friends of Chifeng and Xu Kongzi. Without the support of their colleagues, even Yunzhai would not be able to reach its current heights.
Facing Bai Hu's question, Chifeng looked gloomy and stood together with Xukongzi without saying a word.
At this time, the white-bearded old man named Huang jumped up and landed firmly behind Chifeng. He sighed: "At this point, what are you still hesitating about?"
When Chifeng heard this, he gritted his teeth and nodded to Xukongzi.
Xukongzi immediately took out the compass and pointed it, and four fire-breathing dragon pillars rose from the ground. A transparent light mask filled with fire suddenly appeared in the air. This was a sign that the Four Dragons Lihuo Formation was being activated with all its strength!
The atmosphere suddenly reversed in an unpredictable direction!
Seeing this, Bai Hu became even less calm and shouted: "Sister Chun He, fellow senior brothers, Lianyun Village has colluded with foreign races and wants to treat me..."
Before she finished speaking, Tuoba Lie and Duo Ni in the box on the left suddenly attacked, one flying sword at a time, slashing at the white fox with lightning speed!
"careful!"
The person who spoke was an octogenarian woman. She was the helmsman of Qinglong Ridge. While speaking, she threw the dragon's head crutch to counter Tuoba Lie's flying sword.
Behind the old woman, Yu Fang and Hua Mo's expressions changed. They probably haven't woken up from the sudden change.
The three people, Old Monster Ni, Jin Tong, and Jin Yu, who had had conflicts with Yan Yun, were accustomed to bullying monks of a lower level than themselves. When faced with a serious matter of life and death, they seemed uneasy and did not know how to deal with themselves.
The monks in Dayu lived too comfortably. They were intoxicated in their own little world and had long forgotten the risks of cultivating the world of immortality.
They restrain themselves with the so-called spiritual ideals of monks, indulge in their own pursuits, ignore the world, ignore the creatures in their own land, and make friends with foreigners, but they don't know that a drop of water can penetrate stone. When the people who carry their pursuit suffer, it is so dangerous. It's not far from yourself.
Although there are many Lingtai realm monks in Dayu, they are in a hurry to respond to the enemy and fight independently without forming a joint force.
At this moment, in the box on Scar's side, four Lingtai realm monks drove the Netherworld Soul Flag together. The black mist rolled, like the water of the abyss, spreading rapidly in all directions!
A bone-chilling cold instantly filled the entire Yuzhu Pavilion. In just a few breaths, inch-thick ice condensed on the railings and seats, as if you were in an ice palace.
"Brother Zhao, save me!"
It was the old man in red robe who was shouting. When he sensed something was wrong, he was going to use the Ghost Head Sword to try to kill Scar.
But the Ghost Head Sword, which was usually like a stele, was as heavy as a thousand pounds in the extreme cold. He tried his best, but the sword was still as slow as a snail under the blessing of magic power.
What's even more frightening is that his body is also under invisible imprisonment. He wants to use his body skills to escape from the control, but in a flash, he only moves two steps, and his internal organs are under great pressure, and the terrible suffocation feeling is overwhelming. Attack him!
The brawny man with disheveled hair wielded two swords and joined forces with a middle-aged scribe at the same time, trying to help the old man in red robe, but encountered the same predicament.
