"Does Feng Mingyue have any brains? King Xilin has given him the best troops and horses. If he captures the Dragon King today, Xilin is so ambitious 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.
He didn't believe who could really benefit from joining forces with Xilin to attack the Dragon King. He knew clearly in his mind that there were many hidden people on the golden eagle, and the Dou Qi monsters all attacked together with great power.
At this time, for them, just relying on dodge is not the answer. The important thing is to stabilize one side and find a place that can cooperate with their display of methods.
"When the situation is resolved, I will never let go," Feng Xinglie said with a calm look.
Wushuang could see Feng Xinglie's hatred for Xilin, but he didn't know what kind of hatred the Dragon Emperor and Xilin were hiding. What made Feng Xinglie, who saw everything in his eyes, so angry? No matter what the reason was, it was definitely not the reason.
This little war in front of us is caused by
"Ye, slow down a little more. You want to die with us. Hum, I want to see how we die together." The calm voice was full of authority and courage.
Feng Lingye controlled the flying speed of the spiritual vulture with his fingers. The speed of the spiritual vulture slowed down again, and the golden eagle behind quickly rushed up.
Chi Lian guarded Yueshuo. Hearing Feng Xinglie's words, Chi Lian's nervous mood calmed down in an instant. The king existed like a god in their hearts. His words brought peace of mind more than anything else.
When Feng Mingyue saw Feng Xinglie's spirit vulture slowing down from behind, a strange feeling ignited in her heart, which dissipated in a blink of an eye. No matter how fast the spirit vulture was, it would naturally slow down if it faced the attack from behind.
His golden eagles were in groups, so he won another point in terms of momentum, and with one point left, he forced them into a dead end!
"King, one mile ahead is Wuyachang" Feng Lingye turned around and said
"Go in" Feng Xinglie's words contained a hint of determination to win.
"yes"
The sonorous and powerful voice echoed...
Seeing that Feng Xinglie was so confident, Wu Shuang felt a little more at ease. He turned around and looked at Yue Shuo, who looked pale, and took two steps towards the front of the spirit vulture.
He took out a pill from his arms and put it in Yue Shuo's mouth. He stretched out his hand and pulled off the clothes, and a strip of cloth was separated from the clothes.
Looking at the knife mark on Yueshuo's neck, Wushuang's heart was clenched, and she wrapped the cloth around his neck. After today's battle, they and Xilin became enemies, and their identity and blood were not important to her at all.
She is a lonely soul from the 21st century. Her soul has nothing to do with the people here, so she doesn't care what the body is like.
The vulture is flying. The mountains ahead are extremely steep. The rocks are all natural. There is a dull atmosphere in the mountains.
Wushuang frowned slightly and looked towards the mountain. Why did it feel so suffocating?
The golden eagle behind was only a hundred meters away from the spiritual vulture. Feng Xinglie and his party entered Wuyachang. The people behind the golden eagle hesitated slightly and slowed down a little.
"Don't slow down, chase me!" Feng Mingyue saw everyone slowing down and immediately shouted
The men and horses on top of the golden eagle, upon hearing this, all looked at each other, paused, and continued to move forward violently. Their battle today was not for the Dragon King, but for the future of Xilin!
Seeing everyone coming forward, Feng Mingyue smiled, Xilin's troops were indeed much stronger than the Dragon King.
The fierce spirit vultures head straight into the mountains. The mountains are rugged. The mountains are so high that even the spirit vultures cannot fly to the top. The mountains on this side are gathered and curved, making them the most dangerous and at the same time the easiest place to fight.
In this kind of transition between mountains, it is not fighting spirit alone, but scheming and means.
No one can climb the smooth mountain. If you fall on this side, you will definitely die. The bottom is filled with mud. If you fall, you will be stuck to the mud and cannot escape. However, you will be swallowed up quickly.
"What an amazing place," Wushuang exclaimed.
Strange mountains, definitely strange mountains. There are many high mountains with amazing shapes. The distance between the mountains is so narrow that the spirit vulture cannot spread out its body when it enters. Even its speed slows down.
Although the mountains on this side are strange, it is still a way to deal with Feng Mingyue and his party in the narrow mountains. There are so many golden eagles that they cannot flood in so many at once. The golden eagles can only line up one after another to enter.
In this way, it will be much easier to attack them
Feng Lingye controlled the spirit vulture in the mountains. The wings of the spirit vulture could almost touch the mountains on both sides. The mountains were blowing against the wings of the spirit vulture. The spirit vulture was a little unstable and fell rapidly.
"Steady" Feng Lingye grabbed the griffon's head and lifted it upwards. The griffon's wings flapped and gradually rose into the sky.
The thirteenth-level spirit vulture is Feng Xinglie's flying mount. It understands the situation on this side and is absolutely loyal. The spirit vulture turned slightly sideways, and its wings were not as wide as before, but only danced in a small way.
There are hundreds and thousands of golden eagles behind. Just entering the mountain pass makes it impossible for some golden eagles to enter, and they fall deeply downwards.
"My lord, the place is too narrow. We have too many people and horses, so I'm afraid we won't be able to enter." The counselor was horrified when he saw the fallen golden eagle. The golden eagle couldn't fly inside, and it would be a dead end if it fell!
Feng Mingyue clenched her fist tightly. Their golden eagle would become very slow when entering Feng Xing, and the same was true for Feng Xinglie's spiritual vulture.
He was about to succeed. If Feng Xinglie escaped, wouldn't the long-term plan be in vain? He failed. He couldn't do what he promised King Xilin, and King Xilin wouldn't let him go.
"You take a group of people and enter from the left and right sides." Feng Mingyue looked at the paused man in front of him and said vindictively.
When the counselor saw that Feng Mingyue didn't take any of his advice into account, he suddenly became unhappy and lowered his eyes, thinking about something.
"Your Majesty, I will lead a party of troops to enter from the left." The counselor said, standing up and jumping onto the golden eagle next to him.
Feng Mingyue nodded, looking straight at the mountains
The mountains are narrow, which is conducive to their siege. Even if they lose some golden eagles and horses in exchange for Feng Xinglie's life, it is definitely worth it!