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Don't fly too high, don't fly too fast!
This is definitely a very boring thing for monks who are accustomed to high and low and like to use swords or swords.
But there is no way. Who made the team so stubborn that a flightless nian appears?
Those who can fly must wait for those who cannot fly, and that's the only way.
In mid-air, he patiently flew through the woods for more than half an hour. The strong man on the sword was already very unhappy and started to get angry: "I said, why did such a little guy come in from Sanjiangyuan in ancient times? There is no need to drag him down.
I'm not happy with everyone's speed, so why don't we just leave first and let this little guy fend for himself here? Fairy Mo, what do you think?"
Standing on the lotus platform with fluttering white clothes, Mo Leng's jade face seemed as if she didn't hear anything and didn't comment.
Standing side by side with Mo Leng, standing on the hilt of the sword, the swordsman, who looked like a Taoist couple who stayed and flew together, said coldly: "This is not the style of the little dragon. Why don't you just kill this annoying guy?"
Got it?"
The brawny little dragon shrugged, and the sword under his feet flashed with bursts of red light. He said angrily: "Little Sword King, don't pretend in front of me. If it weren't for you so-called righteous monks, I would have gone down and killed this guy.
Killed to open up wasteland."
The monk wearing a monk's robe and standing on a long stick said: "Amitabha, the donor has such a strong evil spirit."
The young man in a military uniform and with a spear at his feet said righteously: "When the country is facing a great crisis, no matter whether it is good or evil, regardless of whether it is evil or evil, we should unite sincerely and overcome the difficulties together. How can we mess up our position?"
The little Shenlong shrugged: "Boy with a strong sense of justice, you are here again!! Anyway, my idea is that when I encounter a monster, I will first seduce the kid below, and then get rid of this bastard."
In mid-air, seven masters were flying around. Fang Yun could only run forward quickly in the mountains and forests, almost reaching his fastest speed, and then he could barely keep up without being left too far behind.
Of course, even while running, Fang Yun was still adjusting his infuriating energy appropriately so that he would always be in a state of full infuriating energy to cope with the shocking battle that might occur at any time.
The seven companions already know each other: Ouyang Pan, the proud swordsman of the Tianshan Sword Sect, nicknamed the Little Sword King; the rough and sharp swordsman Ruwu of the Shenlong Gang, nicknamed the Little Shenlong; Mo Leng, the fairy of Penglai Immortal Pavilion and Yaochi in flowing white clothes;
The calm and wise Kunlun Taoist Zhong Keyi; the honest and honest Zhishan, the great monk from Mount Wutai; the secretive and unpredictable Taroko hermit She Rushan; and the righteous and awe-inspiring Dongfang Yichen, who considers himself the boss, wearing a military uniform and holding a spear.
These seven are not very old, but have various levels of cultivation. Judging from the levels of their previous lives, they are definitely equal to the accomplished Taoist priests, and they have definitely reached the advanced stage of Taoist priests who transform true energy into liquid.
To be precise, among the entire eight-person team on the Sanjiangyuan expedition, Fang Yun was still in the infuriating stage, but the levels of the others were much higher than Fang Yun.
But what makes Fang Yun's hair stand on end is that these seven people seem to be the proud ones at first glance, and there is no record of their past lives.
In other words, it is very likely that these seven extremely powerful monks with unlimited potential will always fall in the secret realm of Sanjiangyuan, unable to get out of the battle to open up wasteland, and eventually turn into dust in history.
In terms of strength, Fang Yun may be far inferior to several masters who can fly in the air.
Such a combination fell into the secret realm of Sanjiangyuan, so you can imagine how difficult the road ahead will be.
Fang Yun was already extremely vigilant in his heart.
However, Fang Yun did not expect that his current state had caused serious dissatisfaction among the experts above him.
Dongfang Yichen's righteous words were serious, but some people didn't buy it. She Rushan, who was wearing a black scarf and revealing a pair of sinister eyes, said coldly: "Those who achieve great things should not stick to trivial matters. We are not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
In the land of China, whether the spiritual energy seal can be unlocked is in your hands and mine. I agree to get rid of that kid underneath."
Dao Rulong immediately shouted: "Old Snake, what a close friend! It's better for our demonic path to come easily..."
Ahead, Ouyang Pan, who was flying with a sword, said coldly: "Second the proposal."
Dongfang Yichen's body shook slightly, his eyes showed an incredible expression, and he looked at Ouyang Pan.
The flying sword under the Little Sword King's feet flashed with green light, and he said coldly: "Let him fend for himself. I believe that he will not be able to get very far in this ancient Three Rivers Source."
Zhishan lightly proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"
Zhong Keyi said leisurely at this time: "You can leave him alone, but everyone had better pay attention and never fly too high or too fast. After all, this is an ancient dense forest, even if we are all the best in the sect.
Those who are afraid that if we are not careful, we will encounter a disaster. Okay, let’s just pretend that the kid below doesn’t exist. Be careful..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange cry of "Yang, Yong..." suddenly came from the tall dense forest, and then, a very strange giant bird sprang out.
This giant bird was more than three feet tall and had two wings on its back. However, it did not take off. Instead, it strode across the ground. Wherever it passed, smaller trees were directly knocked away by it.
The giant bird looked like an enlarged owl, with a human face, but four eyes and four ears on its face. When it screamed, waves of heat surged into the air, and its momentum was so powerful that it made people suffocate.
Yong! Big Yong! Fang Yun saw this giant bird walking on the ground from a distance. He was shocked and at the same time felt incredible.
Sanjiangyuan, this secret place is indeed the Sanjiangyuan, but at the same time, this is not the ordinary Sanjiangyuan.
Yong, an ancient giant bird recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
The Book of Mountains and Seas says that he lived in the south valley of Lingqiu Mountain, called Zhonggu, and there was a bird named Yong. It looked like an owl, with a human face and four eyes and ears.
Yong is the most common strange beast not far from the entrance of Sanjiangyuan. In his previous life, Fang Yun had encountered the most opponents.
However, the first Yong that Fang Yun met now was the first level of Sanjiangyuan in his previous life. It rarely appeared. Every time a Yong appeared, it was of great value but extremely powerful.
In other words, the Sanjiangyuan in front of us is many times more difficult than in the previous life, perhaps because there has been no land reclamation.
When he was in junior high school, Fang Yun occasionally played games. Some game copies had different difficulty levels. Comparing Fang Yun's current experience, it was like the Sanjiangyuan that Fang Yun entered in his previous life was on normal difficulty, but the current Sanjiangyuan is hell.
level.
I don’t know how many times harder it is!
The huge difference between the yellow-level and five-color god-level secret realms is revealed.
The giant bird flapped its wings and chirped when it discovered the enemy and flew forward.
The seven masters in the air looked at each other and saw each other's eyes. There was a tacit understanding. All seven of them retreated backwards, avoiding the direction of the big bird's attack.
When life encounters difficulties, sometimes you don't have to move forward, you just need those around you to take a step back, and you can face the difficulties with honor.
Now, Fang Yun was very embarrassed to find that his seven companions retreated in the air so fast that he didn't react at all. He was the first to bear the brunt and faced the big bird head-on.
Yong, one of the strange beasts that Fang Yun faced the most in his previous life, knew very well about Yong's habits. Even if it was King Yong, as long as it was Yong, its characteristics were all similar, but it really couldn't defeat Fang Yun.
Although Fang Yun was slightly surprised by his companion's sudden retreat, he didn't think much about it. He kicked his feet to the ground, accelerated instantly, soared forward, and rushed forward quickly. He waved his palms, and his true energy spurted out, hitting the sky and the earth.
Youlongjin Palm Attack came out.
Floating behind, holding his hands, Dao Rulong said with a smile: "That kid rushed up, wow, he is really brave. Maybe, he can provide us with some residual value. It is very likely that his death can make us happy."
We have seen part of this giant bird’s combat capabilities... Damn it, isn’t it? This guy is a bit fierce..."
Monk Zhishan said softly at this time: "Hit the bird's wing with one palm, causing the bird's center of gravity to become unstable and unable to launch an attack. Wonderful, another palm strike, and the bird's center of gravity continued to be unstable. Fang Yun, isn't it? It's interesting."
Zhong Keyi's eyes flashed with wisdom: "Remember Fang Yun's movements. You see, his rhythm does not give the strange bird any chance to resist or fight back. This is already three consecutive rounds."
Hit, the big bird hasn’t recovered yet..."
Four hits in a row, five hits in a row, six hits in a row...
The masters floating in the air were a little stunned. The menacing big strange bird below seemed to have become a target. They were always trying to adjust their center of gravity and orientation, but they had no chance or ability to take action.
As a result, the boy below, whom everyone wanted to die, struck the big strange bird twelve times in a row, completely knocking the big strange bird to the ground.
With a roar, the masters looked at each other in confusion, and the big strange bird fell to the ground, completely dead. From the beginning to the end, this guy didn't even touch Fang Yun's hair.