Birds of prey have slender necks and bird's-eye views of the earth, their eyes like searchlights, and their long chirps pierce through the heavens and the earth.

Fang Yang hurriedly withdrew his gaze, reined in the true qi in his body, sank it into the sea of qi, and quietly hid in the shade.

He noticed that each vulture seemed to have a human figure on its back.

After quickly calming down, he took the black tower in his hand into his arms, and the energy covered his breath.

Now there is no doubt that the purpose of these people's coming to drive definitely has a lot to do with this thing, and if it is found to be hidden on their body, the consequences are unimaginable.

Fang Yang's face gradually became solemn, and he began to think quickly of countermeasures in his heart.

Run, that's for sure.

But definitely not now!

Chibazi was killed at the bottom of the mountain, so it can be seen that the mountains are not safe at this time, and there may be an ambush, but what should be done now is to hide himself and not be discovered.

Don't think about it, the first target of these people after going up the mountain must be the old immortal master, and when they confront each other and come out of the nest, the hope of escape will be greater.

"What is it that will lead to the competition between the three forces?"

His right hand was still in his arms, clutching the small dark tower.

The tower is fed back with a slight soaking temperature.

I don't know where it is, but if you look at it, this thing should have a similar effect to Sumeru mustard seeds, but big things can be small things, and people can hide in them.

Fang Yang guessed that this thing was probably the disguised Ji Yin Tai, and the Ji Yin Tai at this time lacked charm, which might be an obstacle caused by illusion.

It's just that no matter what kind of illusion, it is not the feeling of channeling and luster of the ghost tower.

With his mind racing and maintaining a high degree of vigilance at any time, Fang Yangmao's waist was small and instantaneous, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

After a few dodges, he left the lodging and quietly sneaked into the dense forest, and the lush bamboo trees became his best shelter for a while.

Look through the cracks in the leaves, watching for changes in the air.

The birds of prey hovering in the air did not fall, but stared at them, observing as quietly as he did.

The people standing on the back of the bird are dressed in different costumes, wearing gray power suits, with eagle eyes tattooed on their chests, and armor wrapped around their necks and waists, which is very solemn.

The birds of prey were arrayed in the air, in an orderly manner, and the vultures at the front were supposed to be the leader, more than twice as large as they were, and could set off two powerful cyclones when they flapped their wings.

On its back, there was a man standing, dressed in a very different way, and his whole body was attached to a layer of navy blue scale armor.

This is a hunchbacked old man, and the bone bag on the back of the ridge is like a hill, and the whole person is stiffened to ninety degrees.

His eyes were long and narrow, almost reaching his temples, his nose bones were collapsed, and his lips were slightly sunken, so that his entire face was flat.

Very strange facial features, but for some reason, it doesn't seem to have a sense of disobedience.

After Fang Yang swept over this person, his heart was shocked, and he felt a faint sense of oppression.

A thousand feet away!

His gaze only stayed on the other party for a second, and the old man frowned as if he had noticed it, and his gaze as sharp as an eagle suddenly moved downward.

Fang Yang was frightened, hurriedly lowered his body, and escaped into the darkness.

I only felt that my breathing was half a beat slower.

At such a distance, he deliberately concealed his breath, but he was still noticed by the other party, it is conceivable that this person's cultivation is very deep, and it is expected that the realm is above the late stage of form, and it is definitely beyond his ability to deal with it.

What a battle!

Fang Yang was frightened at the same time, but he also had some doubts.

If these people come for profit, then why do they choose to eat?

After taking root in the Taoist Academy for so long, it is guessed that in addition to restraining each other, it is also closely related to the existence of the old immortal master.

The old immortal master is strong, so even if he is pregnant, no one dares to covet it.

Eating and breathing in a big way is an advantage, and you can pile up crowd tactics, even if the old immortal master cultivates to the sky, there will be a time when the true qi will be exhausted.

It's just that this will definitely hurt the vitality......

It stands to reason that the most favorable time should be the beginning of the old immortal master's completion of the spirit liberation, but the three major forces chose to lie dormant at that time, which is very puzzling.

Phew!

While he was meditating, a long roar came from the sky, and the sound shook the universe.

When he looked up, he saw that the leading vulture seemed to notice, its long neck leaning forward, and its gaze fell due north.

That's the direction of the back mountain.

After receiving the warning, the eagles all responded with a long chirp and swooped down towards the place where the leader had indicated.

Fang Yang's eyes changed.

The Xuanyu Pass in the back mountain is where the old immortal master retreats, and these beasts should have found him.

For a moment, the top of the black pressure head began to slowly become brighter, and the red sky light hung down.

With a deep sigh, Fang Yang accumulated, his true qi fluttered, and rushed towards the opposite direction of the courtyard gate.

......

"Maniac!"

The moon-white mist shrouded in mist, and the woman in the palace costume flew upside down and crashed into the cliff.

The soil and stones are splashed, and the depression is a little deep.

The woman was embedded in it and her right arm was broken.

Hidden under the phoenix mask, he couldn't see his expression, but his tone was unusually flat, and he didn't seem to be worried about his own injuries.

It's just that there was a flash of anger in her eyes.

As soon as the other party made his move, he used high-level secret techniques, trying to drag him down, leaving no room at all.

It's just that in her opinion, such a method is pure stupidity.

is eating, the monk should be especially concerned about his true qi, the consumption of high-level secret techniques is huge, it is to dry up and fish!

There was a clear sense of retreat in her heart.

Without thinking about it, this old thing was already planning to fight for his life, but he had no intention of fighting to the death at all.

On the other hand, the old immortal master stood quietly in place, looking at the woman on the cliff, without saying a word, and had no intention of doing it again.

The situation is deadlocked.

The woman didn't want to consume her true qi, and the old immortal master just wanted to contain her.

Finally, an eagle's cry broke the silence in the sky.

The vultures swooped, as if the mountain was overpowering, and the entire cliff instantly turned black.

"Ning Qiuhe. ”

The hoarse voice was accompanied by a cough, echoing in all directions, a little sad, and a few sighs.

Hearing this, the old immortal master's defeated gaze moved up slightly, looking into the sky.

The birds of prey hang, their hook-like claws embedded in the rocks, like a towering mountain wind, their wings fluttering, bringing up a violent wind.

The hunchbacked old man stood above the vulture's head, looking at the figure below, his eyes unblinking.

"Sir......" The old immortal master looked at him and said with a faint smile.

"My student has stepped into the realm of sages before me, alas!" The hunchbacked old man closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was a little self-deprecating.

......

Deer low mountain, mountain road.

Sitting in the sedan chair, the fat-faced man raised his head and pulled the layers of fat around his neck, which he completed very difficult.

"Hey, Master Hou has arrived!" his eyes narrowed when he sank into the flesh.

When Sun Peixue heard the sound, she also raised her head, and after a while, she saw several huge birds of prey on the top of the mountain, her eyebrows tightened, and the melancholy on her face became more and more serious.

"Let's go!" The fat man hurriedly shouted and said with a smile, "Fairy Sun, a certain family has entered, you open your legs and come slowly......"

As soon as the words fell, I saw several women carrying sedan chairs gradually floating, stepping on the void and heading towards the Taoist courtyard on the top of the mountain, followed by the woman carrying the lantern.

Sun Peixue was still in the same place, and the last words of the fat-faced man who was automatically filtered, after a few mutters, suddenly pressed his hand and signaled his subordinates to act.

Huhuhu~

Meanwhile.

Fang Yang's luck ran wildly, drove out of the Dao Courtyard, and rushed down the mountain road.