"Come on, you are fighting with the determination to die, aren't you? Killing Feng Xinglie, King Xilin, will gain the most, and you brave dead soldiers will be praised." Feng Mingyue opened her eyes wide and said in an extremely seductive manner.
At this time, what he cared about was not the Dragon King, but how to kill Feng Xinglie. The feeling of killing Feng Xinglie in his heart had already been implanted in his body like a virus.
When the Lan Zun Dou Qi fighter behind him heard this, he turned around without hesitation and attacked Feng Xinglie crazily.
"He seems to be crazy." Wushuang glanced at Feng Mingyue above the golden eagle and said coldly.
His bloodthirsty heart has been destroyed by the war. Now as long as he can kill what he wants in his heart, he will not do it at any cost, including his own life!
Feng Xinglie just looked at it coldly and then looked away. Feng Lingye and Chi Lian didn't have much reaction, they just focused on their own duties.
The front is filled with swamp gas, and even they cannot enter. How can they bring in a group of golden eagles and horses from behind?
"There is a two-meter way out behind the mountain. Speed up." Feng Xinglie said, reaching out and patting the griffon's body, as if to encourage him.
The spirit vulture shouted loudly and flew quickly towards the mountain not far ahead.
"Chase, chase quickly." When Feng Mingyue saw Feng Xinglie moving away from his sight, she suddenly felt like a furious lion.
The golden eagle flies behind the spiritual vulture, and the wind whistles by
When approaching the mountain, the spirit vulture deliberately slowed down its movements. When it was still a few dozen meters away, the spirit vulture flew around the top of the mountain like a sharp sword. The body of the spirit vulture tilted violently, as if it were standing vertically.
Same
Fengxing and the others were all holding on to the feathers of the spiritual vulture tightly. If they hadn't been prepared at such a rapid speed, they would have fallen from this side.
In the distance of two meters, marsh gas danced on both sides. If it touched a little, it would suffocate to death. Just entering this passage, Wushuang's breathing felt a little unsteady. He turned around and glanced at Feng Lingye and Feng Xinglie.
Again, except for Feng Xinglie, whose expression did not change, the other two people were just like her, having some difficulty breathing.
At the entrance of the narrow and dull passage, you can clearly see the marsh gas golden eagles and the falling Douqi beings hitting the rear. It is just a turn. If you don't know this rapid turn in advance, no one can control it.
The golden eagle keeps entering the marsh gas, then dies and falls
A group of golden eagles were flying, and there were only one or two golden eagles that accidentally collided with each other. Fortunately, Feng Mingyue was so excited at the time that she jumped towards the golden eagle not far away, and grabbed the feathers of the golden eagle with her fingers.
in mid air
Two golden eagles accidentally collided into the passage. Feng Mingyue below held her fingers tightly, feeling horrified and angry in her heart. He must not die in front of Feng Xinglie!
Feng Mingyue grabbed the feathers of the golden eagle tightly. As soon as she stepped on it, she climbed up towards the leaning golden eagle. She looked fiercely at Feng Xinglie in front of her. Even if we can't kill you, then we will die together.
!
"Damn it, you're so stubborn!" Chi Lian pulled Yue Shuo, and when he saw the figure behind him, he was shocked and actually followed him in.
Feng Xinglie turned his head and looked down at the person hanging on the golden eagle with his dark eyes. It was difficult to do anything in the swamp gas. He could only stare at the disgusted figure. The swamp gas channel was five miles away. According to the current speed of the spiritual vulture,
, it takes a cup of tea to pass
"Feng Xinglie, this swamp gas is still far away and can't kill you, so I will drag you all to hell!" Feng Mingyue shouted from behind, the aura on his body gathered, and even the surrounding swamp gas was affected by it!
Feng Xinglie's expression changed when he saw this, and he was about to explode his inner strength!
Feeling the huge aura, Wushuang and Feng Lingye both looked at Feng Mingyue, the aura of self-destruction. As Dou Qi practitioners, we all know that self-destruction is the most powerful type of explosive method. They will be shattered into pieces, and even the surrounding area within a hundred meters will be shattered.
Everything will be destroyed
Feng Mingyue is a fighting spirit above Lan Zun. The power of self-destruction like this is absolutely unimaginable.
"No, Wang, hurry up and get closer..." Feng Lingye turned around from the head of the spiritual vulture and reached the tail of the spiritual vulture, looking intently at the person whose aura was gathering.
Wushuang grabbed Lingyu and turned it over, leaning against the tail of the spiritual vulture.
"You can't deal with it," Feng Xinglie said coldly, gesturing for them to retreat. With a wave of his sleeves, a streak of purple fighting spirit flew around Feng Mingyue.
Expectations continued to gather around Feng Mingyue, and a huge light enveloped his entire body, like a huge crystal ball.
When the purple fighting spirit approached the huge breath, it sounded like a bomb was set off, and the surrounding swamp gas spread from behind instantly.
Feng Mingyue's eyes suddenly opened, and the bloodshot eyes seemed to burst from his eyes.
"Haha... go to hell, all the sky will go to hell." Feng Mingyue's ferocious face was extremely terrifying, blood filled his whole body, and the blood was red from the shock, and the skin was exploding outwards.
Feng Xinglie's cold face was solemn, Feng Mingyue's self-destruction was more serious than he imagined!
Bai Jiao jumped forward and looked at the huge breath energy. His whole body seemed to be hot and hot as if it was being charged. It was such a powerful breath, so familiar with self-destruction. He seemed to remember some scenes of explosions in his mind.
Who is it? How did it break into his memory?
Baijiao shook his head, and two huge monsters and one human appeared in his mind. He could not remember their appearance, nor could he clearly see the appearance of the two monsters, but he could vaguely feel that they were fighting.
His head was drowsy, Baijiao frowned, and he didn't have much thought. In a blink of an eye, he looked at the people who were hit by the blast. The breath alone was extremely powerful. In this small space, the blast would definitely kill them all.
Total death? No, no, he will definitely protect his master. He will definitely do it. The determined thoughts rise higher and higher in his heart. The heat of his small body continues to increase, and the original yellow light faintly returns to his body.
The swamp gas came from behind. The self-destructive aura around Feng Mingyue was too strong. Don't block the swamp gas. With his eyes wide open, his eyes once shot out with a 'bump' sound.
After self-destruction, the blood in his body had made him unable to withstand the impact. His whole body felt as if it had been out of breath, and it was round and round.