The iron-winged silver hook beast kept flipping and hovering in the air, and Leng Yunhan had no choice but to keep flying together, if it weren't for this situation, he would have thought it was a kite from a distance. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qin Zhengqing stood below and looked anxiously, he really wanted to jump into the air to assist Leng Yunhan, but the trajectory of the iron-winged silver hook beast's flight was really elusive, and the speed was too fast, Qin Zhengqing jumped up several times but didn't even touch a piece of the beast's feathers.

The two of them and one beast were in a stalemate for a while, Leng Yunhan only felt that he was about to vomit, but the iron-winged silver hook beast didn't seem to want to stop, and Qin Zhengqing could only keep pacing anxiously below.

In the time that Zhengzheng was half an hour younger, Leng Yunhan and Qin Zhengqing really felt like a year, and their hearts were very tormented.

Finally, after half an hour, the iron-winged silver-hooked beast should have been tired, and its body, as big as a house with its wings fluttering, began to slowly descend.

Below, Qin Zhengqing saw that the body of the iron-winged silver hook beast kept falling, and he also hurriedly looked at the direction and jumped in the figure, and there was a cold voice in his ears.

"Senior Brother Qin, when this beast is about to land, I will wrap its claws firmly to death, and you take out the rope to tie it up."

Hearing Leng Yunhan's transmission, Qin Zhengqing was puzzled for a moment, but the tacit understanding formed over a long period of time made him immediately understand what Leng Yunhan meant.

Qin Zhengqing's eyes firmly locked on the direction of the iron-winged silver hook beast, and took out a piece of silver wire rope from his bosom with both hands.

"It's now!" Qin Zhengqing stared at the falling body of the iron-winged silver hook beast, and said secretly in his heart.

At the same time, Leng Yunhan also shouted in his mouth: "Senior Brother Qin." At the moment of speaking, Leng Yunhan's hands also changed their techniques, firmly locking the pair of sharp claws of the iron-winged silver hook beast. so that they cannot be separated.

"Hoo ......"

Leng Yunhan and Qin Zhengqing shouted at the same time. The two looked at each other and smiled. He sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

At this moment, the iron-winged silver-hooked beast as big as a house fell to one side, a pair of sharp claws firmly bound by silver ropes, and a trace of sorrow continued to come out of its mouth.

After a long while, Leng Yunhan and Qin Zhengqing could only recover, looking at the iron-winged silver hook beast that was struggling freely, Leng Yunhan's face couldn't help but shudder. I was thinking about how to subdue this beast.

In fact, when he was carried into the air by the iron-winged silver hook beast, a thought arose in Leng Yunhan's heart, maybe it was the way to jump over this cliff.

The frost on Leng Yunhan's face dissipated, and he walked to the side of the iron-winged silver hook beast with an inexplicable smile, and the iron-winged silver hook beast seemed to tremble violently after seeing Leng Yunhan's smile, and there was some fear in his eyes.

The iron-winged silver hook beast's fear at this moment did not escape Leng Yunhan's gaze, and when he saw the trace of fear revealed by the iron-winged silver hook beast, the smile on his face became more and more bright.

It's good to know that he is afraid, Leng Yunhan's heart seems to have eaten honey. Staring at the iron-winged silver-hooked beast, the corners of its mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

Qin Zhengqing followed Leng Yunhan forward, and he also wanted to know how Senior Brother Han Yun would subdue this low-level spirit beast whose strength was in the top ten.

Leng Yunhan was already squatting beside the eagle head of the iron-winged silver hook beast. A pair of smart eyes and the eyes of the iron-winged silver-hooked beast stared at each other firmly, and no one backed down.

But after all, he had lost the ability to fight, although he did not flinch and looked at each other for more than ten breaths, but in Leng Yunhan's ill-intentioned gaze and smile, the iron-winged silver hook beast's gaze still flickered, and his heart slowly became weak.

Leng Yunhan no longer looked at the iron-winged silver hook beast, and took out two things from his arms, only to see that one thing was somewhat similar to the silver wire rope that Qin Zhengqing used to bind the claws of the iron-winged silver hook beast.

But seeing that this thing is all black, about three feet long, it really looks like a rope, but there is a ring of unknown material on this telescopic contraction, which looks a bit like a thing used in the mortal world to lass livestock.

And the other thing that Leng Yunhan took out was some flesh and blood of the purple lightning spray cloud beast that was killed, which was some that Leng Yunhan had collected temporarily.

I don't know what Leng Yunhan is going to do when he takes out these two things? Qin Zhengqing looked at it with some puzzlement on the side, while the iron-winged silver hook beast lying on one side was firmly staring at the porcelain bottle with the flesh and blood of the purple lightning spraying cloud beast at this moment.

Seeing the performance of the iron-winged silver hook beast, the smile on Leng Yunhan's face became even stronger, and the expression seemed to say again, listen to me obediently.

Regardless of whether the iron-winged silver-hooked beast could understand his words, Leng Yunhan opened his mouth at this time and said to the iron-winged silver-hooked beast: "Give you two choices, one is obedient and has meat to eat, and the other is that I beat you until you are obedient." ”

However, it seems that the iron-winged silver hook beast should not understand the meaning of Leng Yunhan's words, and I saw that its eyes kept staring at the porcelain bottle, and what Leng Yunhan said was deaf.

Leng Yunhan smiled a little self-deprecatingly, in fact, he originally thought that this spirit beast would have some spiritual wisdom, it seems that he still looked down on this so-called spirit beast, after all, these are not those demon beasts with ancient bloodlines in the spirit sealing land, in the end, these spirit beasts are just the playthings that the great power left to his children.

However, Leng Yunhan was not angry, since this iron-winged silver hook beast did not have too high spiritual intelligence, then he would induce it to choose.

I saw Leng Yunhan holding the porcelain bottle in one hand and the pitch-black rope in the other, constantly shaking in front of the eyes of the iron-winged silver hook beast, but the iron-winged silver hook beast was very faceless, and his eyes were still staring at the porcelain bottle, ignoring Leng Yunhan's actions.

For about a moment, Leng Yunhan lowered his hands weakly, stared at the iron-winged silver hook beast viciously, and said viciously: "If you want to eat the flesh and blood of this purple electric cloud beast, you can't do it without paying some price!" ”

Leng Yunhan's figure flipped over, jumped straight behind the iron-winged silver hook beast, and said, "Senior Brother Qin, you and I will work together to turn this beast up. ”

Although he didn't understand what Leng Yunhan meant, Qin Zhengqing still worked with Leng Yunhan to gather aura in his hands to hold up the big body of the iron-winged silver hook beast.

At the moment when the body of the iron-winged silver hook beast was held up, the seal on Leng Yunhan's hand changed, and the figure left a piece of afterimage around the iron-winged silver hook beast.

The sound of "boom ......". Without the help of Leng Yunhan. After all, Qin Zhengqing's spiritual power was not enough to hold up the iron-winged silver hook beast for too long. The iron-winged silver-hooked beast slammed into the ground, smashing a large crater.

"Senior Brother Han Yun!" Qin Zhengqing shouted, and at the moment when the iron-winged silver hook beast fell, he also saw Leng Yunhan's figure under the iron-winged silver hook beast.

Call...... A figure swept out from behind the iron-winged silver hook beast and landed beside Qin Zhengqing.

"Senior Brother Qin, it's done." Leng Yunhan couldn't help laughing as he spoke, looking at the iron-winged silver hook beast clapping his hands gently.

Seeing that Leng Yunhan was fine, Qin Zhengqing was also relieved. That's when I paid attention to the iron-winged silver-hooked beast.

At this moment, the silver wire rope on the claws of the iron-winged silver hooked beast had been untied, and was replaced by the black rope, and the two metal rings were respectively set on the pair of sharp claws, and the rope extended upwards and crossed the huge body.

A larger ring was around the neck of the Iron-winged Silver Hook Beast, and a black rope extended through it, and the rope was now two feet long and had been tied into a ball knot.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Qin, let's try it." Leng Yunhan said with a smile.

On the side, Qin Zhengqing looked at Leng Yunhan, and a smile appeared on his face. He secretly said in his heart: This Senior Brother Han Yun has an active brain, and he really can't keep up.

Leng Yunhan and Qin Zhengqing turned over and jumped onto the back of the iron-winged silver hook beast. Leng Yunhan stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the black rope, and quietly exerted strength in his hand, and a force passed along the rope to the body of the iron-winged silver hook beast.

The iron-winged silver hook beast was hit by the energy brought by the rope, and its body couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

The two people on the back of the iron-winged silver hook beast didn't pay attention for a while, and their bodies almost fell off, but fortunately, Leng Yunhan firmly grasped the rope in his hand and grabbed Qin Zhengqing the moment he fell, so that the two of them were not fallen.

The two of them stood firm again, but Leng Yunhan couldn't help frowning on his face, what he wanted was not this iron-winged silver hook beast to run on the ground.

But how do you get the iron-winged silverhook beast to fly? Leng Yunhan kept thinking in his heart, and Qin Zhengqing on the side took the rope and kept waving it, but after a few strong impacts, the iron-winged silver hook beast seemed to have adapted to it, but it no longer ran.

Qin Zhengqing was bored playing, so he had to put down the rope in his hand, and seeing that Leng Yunhan was still pondering, he had to sit down cross-legged.

After a long while, Leng Yunhan's brows continued to wrinkle and stretch, and one method after another in his heart was denied.

Half an hour passed, Leng Yunhan's brows suddenly stretched out again, his fingers rubbed between his nose a few times, and he laughed softly.

I saw Leng Yunhan take out the porcelain bottle with the flesh and blood of the purple electric cloud beast again, and as soon as he took out this porcelain bottle, the iron-winged silver hook beast immediately turned its head, and its eyes were full of anticipation.

Seeing the actions of the iron-winged silver hook beast, Leng Yunhan's smile became brighter and brighter, and he slowly shook the porcelain bottle, looking at the iron-winged silver hook beast's constantly shaking head.

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"Hahaha......" Hearty laughter kept coming out, only to see a huge gray shadow hovering in the air, the narrow cliff had been thrown behind in a moment, and the two figures on the gray shadow laughed.

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Transferred from Broken Rain Painting: Ink Cake

[I suddenly found that I still like boy paper so much, the innocence in my eyes, thorough, and deep sadness]

The corner where the divine light cannot shine, the legend of falling outside the Seven Realms.

[Brocade burial, emptiness, blossoming flowers.]

God hides for nine days

When the night rain falls

Falling into the silence

Vast twilight

The water and the sky are the same

Dreams come out, and they die

Song of the Emperor]

The original Broken Rain Electronic Magazine, originally written by Moxiangju Literature (now Moxiang Literary League) motherboard, was later handed over to Mo Yu as the editor-in-chief, and was renamed Broken Rain Pictures** run (to be continued. )

PS: Okay, let's guess how Leng Yunhan subdued this iron-winged silver-hooked beast. (*^__^*) hee hee ......