The flying speed of the spiritual vulture accelerated, and it could fly out into the sky in a blink of an eye. However, the moment it flew out of the cave, the auras of the three collided... and the earth shook immediately...
The ear-splitting sound of ‘boom boom’ impacted everyone’s eardrums. The powerful auras collided, and the swamp gas filled the air. The auras collided, and both the spiritual vultures and the golden eagles of Feng Xinglie and the others fell crashing downwards.
The marsh gas in the sky was excited and rose rapidly into the sky. The scorching sun was originally shining brightly, but now it became extremely dark. The marsh gas hid the sun, and darkness shrouded the top of the head.
It feels like I am about to lose my air. It is difficult to breathe even with my heavy chest.
The immortal energy and the chaotic swamp energy between Wuya Guang are intertwined, and it is impossible to tell which side can defeat which. The two breaths are intertwined like this, the air seems to be there but not there, the spirit is like darkness.
Wushuang's whole body was filled with aura. The auras of the two collided. Her body and Feng Xinglie's body hit the back and separated from the spirit vulture. Feng Lingye and others followed the spirit vulture whereabouts.
There is mud below. No one can survive if it falls.
Feng Lingye grabbed the spirit vulture with his fingers. The spirit vulture could not stabilize its body. Its wings were severely damaged and had no ability to support it at all.
Feng Xinglie and Wushuang were blown away by their aura. The swamp gas hit them with the aura on their bodies. They were hit by the self-destructing fighting spirit. They were already seriously injured. Now that they are entangled in the swamp gas, they can be fatal in an instant.
Feng Xinglie's body inhaled swamp gas, he was breathing unsteadily, and a rock fell from behind.
Wushuang's whole body exuded a cold aura, and her body became even more cold. She hit her back. She climbed up with her legs and reached out to grab Feng Xinglie's body. The two of them were like kites with broken strings, flying in the sky.
shine a light
Feng Xinglie opened his eyes and looked at Wushuang. He was shocked by the aura. It was very strong and weird.
It was just a moment of shock. Feng Xinglie had no time to care about anything else. He turned to look at the rocks behind him. Their bodies had been impacted and could not withstand the impact. If they hit the rocks, they would definitely fall downwards.
Thinking of this, Feng Xinglie stretched out his five fingers, purple light shone, and purple light suddenly appeared in his eyes
"Your skills will be useless." Wushuang saw Feng Xinglie's intention and shouted coldly.
It is not easy to lock the rocks on this side with your hands, even if you have fighting spirit. The rocks on this side live next to the marsh gas and are stronger than ordinary rocks.
"I'm not that weak." Feng Xinglie lowered his head and looked at Wushuang, with a smile on his lips.
Wushuang became even more nervous. He was about to hit the rock. Wushuang's heart lit up and he touched his waist with one hand, holding an arrow in his sleeve.
"Take your hand back, I have a way." Wushuang touched the sleeve arrow and said immediately
The silver arrow in his hand flashed, and he shot it towards the rock not far away. The arrow in his sleeve was silvery, and the dark energy in Wushuang's body was powerful. The internal force of using the arrow in this way was much stronger than before.
The arrow in the sleeve flew away, and the movement was extremely fast. The silver thread moved with a 'click' sound, and the brilliant stone was stabbed out from an incredible place by the small sleeve arrow.
Feng Xinglie looked at the small sleeve arrow inserted into the rock, and retracted his fingers. The sleeve arrow on Wushuang was indeed omnipotent!
Wushuang stretched out his hand and moved the silver thread, something that could lock his strength. He immediately moved and slowly stabilized the impact of the two bodies. In the blink of an eye, the two bodies touched the rock and fell.
on rock
Feng Xinglie supported the rock with his feet and immediately looked down. The spiritual vulture was knocked down by the aura. The person on top of the spiritual vulture...
Wushuang stabilized his body, with no expression or warmth, his eyes were locked directly on the almost invisible vulture below, and his heart was as calm as a deep pool of water, unable to float a single wave.
Feeling the silence around him, Feng Xinglie's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and looked at the indifferent person with his brows furrowed together. It was the first time he saw such a calm Wushuang.
Wushuang is very similar to him, all the emotions in her heart are not shown on her face, but this time her calmness is different, that kind of calmness is depressing and suffocating, and it makes people feel more afraid.
The waves beneath that calm face were more violent than anything else...
Calm, very calm. After the breath on the body calmed down, it started to fluctuate hugely.
Wushuang's eyes slowly changed, gradually turning red, and her whole body glowed red. Even the whip around her waist and the phantom ring on her finger seemed to be sensed, and they all glowed with a powerful red light.
The phantom ring bloomed with an enchanting little red flower, slowly turning on her finger.
It's cold and terrifying, like the Shura Qi from hell erupting into the sky in an instant. The unparalleled eyes are flashing with a wild and cruel blood-colored light. They are as cold as a devil, and the expression is suddenly vicious and fierce. Xilin, Xilin, they are all Xilin!
"Xilin, I, Yue Wushuang, will definitely demand repayment with your blood." His cold voice was full of killing intent, and the dark energy on his body floated upward like an icy mist.
Feng Xinglie was completely shocked when he saw the unparalleled breath. The strange breath, strange temperature, and strange power made his brows wrinkle so hard that he could pinch a fly to death.
The spirit vulture fell rapidly. Feng Lingye above had a tense expression on his face. Chi Lian's hand firmly grasped Yueshuo, and one hand grasped the spirit vulture's feathers. His face was not as frightened as Feng Lingye's.
a face
Bai Jiao's body was burning hot, and yellow light shone on this side, like a round ball.
Feng Lingye saw the change in Bai Jiao, and a look of worry flashed across her face.
Bai Jiao squinted his eyes, with a feather hanging loosely from his talons. His consciousness seemed to be slowly getting lost, and his body fell into a weak state. The fragments that flashed through his mind completely plunged him into darkness.
Falling rapidly, the wind whizzed by my ears, and the air of silt continued to come from below.
The abyss, which is millions of feet long, does not fall to the bottom in an instant. The air of silt rushes into the mouth and nose, and suddenly there is a corrosive pain in the body.
Suddenly, Baijiao's claws holding the spirit vulture's feathers loosened, and his whole body fell downwards twice as fast as the spirit vulture.
"White Corner"
Two shouts rang out simultaneously
Feng Lingye stared at the white-horned beast with wide eyes, a trace of panic flashing across his tense face.