The array of light reaches the sky, and the expressions of everyone in the Hanlu tribe are extremely solemn.
They were all wearing precious armor, holding magical treasures across the sky, staring towards the west.
To the west, 7.32 million miles away, in the extremely cold abyss, is where the dragon-scaled sky bird is.
The Great Demon of Hedao!
"Friend Qingdi, do you think the Hanlu tribe can subdue the dragon-scaled sky sparrow?" Liu Yuyan spoke slowly on the side, with a little uneasiness in his eyes.
Of course, the Hanlu Tribe has made it clear that they are not required to participate in the capture of the Hanlu Tribe.
But apart from this dragon-scaled sky bird, what else do they have to face?
In order to invite them, the price Hanlu Tribe paid was definitely not light.
Qin Xuan didn't respond, and Liu Yuyan, who was used to Qin Xuan's indifference, couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Beside the two of them, there are many Dao Lords who return to the void.
They were in groups of three or five, or in pairs, with similar expressions on their faces nearby.
There was no sound in the large formation, and there was no trace of Bai Ling under the light of the formation.
"Ling'er!" There was pain in Bai Que's eyes. He knew that Bai Ling was carrying too much.
The great elder on the side couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "Clan leader, don't worry. Although there is pain, within one stick of incense, Ling'er's foundation will not be damaged."
"With a stick of incense, will the dragon-scaled sky sparrow come?" Bai Que's voice contained sorrow.
The Great Elder took a deep breath and said slowly, "Jiao-scaled Sky Que, my clan has been researching it for tens of thousands of years. The clan leader knows it better than me, doesn't it?"
The two people's voices were not loud, but on the side, the fifth elder raised the corner of his mouth slightly, outlining a sarcastic arc.
Silence, within the Han Heron tribe, was as heavy and silent as if the mountains were pressing down on them.
No one spoke a word, and some members of the Hanlu tribe had fear in their eyes. Most of them had never seen a dragon-scaled sky bird.
But the words "fourth grade" were enough to make their whole bodies shiver, even colder than the extreme cold of Tiancanxing.
The time of a stick of incense passed quietly.
There seemed to be a hoarse roar coming from within the formation.
Bai Ling has almost reached the limit. He has been holding the pain of drawing blood and breaking bones for a stick of incense. He must stay awake, otherwise the effectiveness of the formation will be half the result.
Bai Que's expression became more and more difficult, "Cure the formation, Ling'er won't be able to hold it anymore!"
"No!" Just as he finished speaking, the fifth elder on the side suddenly said, "He is a guilty person, what's the point of suffering a little pain?"
"The fourth-grade great demon is as smart as you and me. If the aura suddenly disappears, who can guarantee that the dragon-scaled sky bird will come back next time!?"
The fifth elder stood up and spoke righteously, "Is it possible that the elders who died are more important than the pain your son Baique suffered for a moment?"
"You!" Bai Que stood up angrily, "Fuck your mother, Ling'er..."
Bai Que was almost angered by the fifth elder's words, and his anger filled his heart.
Suddenly, in the distance, a bird chirped, resounding throughout the world.
Its sound seemed like a sharp knife passing through the entire Hanlu tribe.
Glaciers cracked, clouds dispersed, and some cultivators from the Hanlu tribe were bleeding from their ears and howling in pain.
"What is this sound!"
"Dragon-scaled sky sparrow? Hiss, he is indeed a fourth-grade great demon. Just the sound of the sparrow is so terrifying!"
"Quick, that's..."
In everyone's eyes, where the west is, under the three-yang sunshine, a huge black shadow comes from a distance and gradually grows larger.
Until that shadow appeared in everyone's eyes.
Bird head, dragon scales, wingspan... ten thousand feet!
"Where is this bird? It has a body of ten thousand feet!"
"No, I'll be careful!"
"The fourth-grade great demon, this is the fourth-grade great demon!"
Sounds of fear and shock swept over the Hanlu tribe.
The dragon-scaled sky sparrow has a body ten thousand feet long, and its silver wings cover the sky.
The wings shook, and the terrifying wind pressure fell on the Cold Wind Tribe like endless blades.
The glacier cracked and the palace buildings shook crazily. Even Dao Lord was too insignificant in front of this fourth-grade monster.
"Han Heron Tribe!"
The dragon-scaled sky sparrow opened its mouth, and a horrifying sound swept through the entire Hanlu tribe. This fourth-level demon was actually speaking human words.
"Do it!"
Bai Que roared at this moment, and in an instant, a giant net was formed in his hand.
Fourth grade treasure! Dragon catching net!
In an instant, this net rose up against the sky. It was more than ten thousand feet tall, trying to cover the dragon-scaled sky bird in it.
"Is this a fourth-grade treasure? The Hanlu tribe hides it so deeply!"
"Come on, the Hanlu tribe is well prepared. Even a dragon-scaled sky bird cannot escape easily if it is trapped by these fourth-grade heavy treasures!"
"No wonder the Hanlu tribe is confident in capturing this dragon-scaled sky bird!"
Each of the many Dao Lords could not help but look shocked.
The bird of ten thousand feet and the net of ten thousand feet seemed to touch each other in the air in an instant.
Suddenly, above the sky, the dragon-scaled bird disappeared.
"What!?"
The sudden change stunned the Hanfeng tribe members who looked happy and the inviters who breathed a sigh of relief.
I saw a ray of silver light passing through the sky under the tens of thousands of feet of dragon catching net, rushing out from the dragon catching net.
"It's ridiculous for the human race to think that they can trap me by using magic weapons?" The dragon-scaled sky bird that instantly transformed into a palm-sized body from a thousand-foot-long body spoke human words with extremely sarcastic expression on its face.
The dragon-scaled sky bird's eyes showed murderous intent, "Thieves who steal my heirs, die!"
He rushed straight towards Baique, his speed was so fast that even the eyes of everyone could not catch up.
"Jiao-scaled sky sparrow, our Han Heron tribe can't get the dead eggs. It's something you don't want. Even if our Han Heron tribe doesn't take it, it will be buried in the wind and snow." Quietly, the void opened, and a palm appeared.
, happened to appear in front of the dragon-scaled sky bird.
The palm seemed to contain terrifying principles, and there was a faint sound of egrets chirping in the sky.
In an instant, the dragon-scaled sky bird was pinched in his palm.
boom!
The palm of his hand collided with the dragon-scaled sky bird. In just an instant, blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the old man who walked out of the crack in the void. Under the terrifying power of the dragon-scaled sky bird, he retreated a thousand feet.
"Quer!"
A flash of light flashed in the old man's eyes, condensing the void and solidifying the surrounding void.
The tens of thousands of feet of dragon catching net in the sky instantly enveloped the old man's palm, "Han Heron Tribe!"
The dragon-scaled sky bird roared angrily, and the old man let go. He could reach it, and his palm was about to penetrate it.
In the dragon-catching net, the dragon-scaled sky bird kept struggling, its chirping shook the heaven and earth, and it wanted to turn into a body of ten thousand feet and break through this fourth-level treasure. Unfortunately, it was too reckless. From the moment it appeared, it fell into
into the Hanlu Tribe’s plan.
"Wow, the power of the ancestors!"
"The fourth-grade demon, we really captured the fourth-grade demon!"
"If we can surrender, our Hanlu Tribe can be like the Silver Dragon Tribe. We don't need to take risks to seize eggs every year, but just offer a drop of blood essence every thousand years!"
The entire Hanlu tribe was boiling at this moment.
"The Hanlu tribe actually succeeded, and in such a short period of time." Liu Yuyan couldn't help but be shocked at the side. That was a fourth-grade demon, a being that even Tianlian Cangxue Sect didn't want to provoke, but
Successfully captured by Hanlu tribe.
Only Qin Xuan was standing by, his face under the cloak as calm as water.
There was no joy on the faces of Bai Que and the great elders, including the Hedao Ancestor.
Instead, they became more solemn, as if waiting for something.
Only the fifth elder was smiling, a bit sinisterly and a bit proud.
Faintly, in the carnival of the Hanlu tribe, Qin Xuan seemed to hear some kind of sound.