There was a muffled "bang", and Bodila felt as if he had crashed into a large mass of cotton, surrounded by wisps of white substance.

He jerked upwards, leaning out half of his body, and was surprised to find himself in what appeared to be a vast sea of clouds.

Then he tore off a piece of white silk, pinched it in his hand, and quickly shattered it into pieces, and finally turned into a stream of white gaseous substance, which floated down and merged into the "clouds" below.

"This thing is definitely not a cloud!"

Bodila said secretly in his heart, "Yunqi doesn't have this kind of feeling. ”

It wasn't useless for him to crush this white substance just now, this thing was a little tough, and it felt more like cotton.

"Strange space."

Before they had time to think about it, several white eagles above had already folded their wings and plummeted down, and one of them had already reached a distance of less than ten meters above Bodila.

Bodila slammed his body into the depths of the "white cloud", and kept sinking, and the cyan talon reached in, leaning against the phantom of the emperor's bell and tearing away a large piece of "cloud", exposing Bodila.

"Not good!"

Several pairs of eyes flickering with black flames at the top looked over, making Bodila feel cold all over, but fortunately, this "cloud" was very thick, and I don't know how deep, Bodila simply continued to sink.

Another white eagle swooped down, its head plunging into the clouds, its sharp beak chasing Bodila and pecking at it, and the phantom of the emperor's bell kept vibrating.

Bodila sank, and the beak sank with it, as if he would not give up until Bodila was pecked to death.

"Mad's idiot, this young master is not your claws, what are you doing so stubbornly!"

Bodila was a little angry, and saw that only this bird's head seemed to be chasing down, so he simply stopped sinking and smashed it with a punch.

The bird's head above swayed, and there seemed to be a flash of joy in the eyes on both sides, but it was quickly covered by black flames, and Bodila didn't see it anyway.

The fist hit the bird's head, but the bird swung its head and dodged, only a few feathers were dropped, but a sharp and terrible cry came out of its mouth.

"Mom sells batches!"

Bodila scolded her mother, and said in her heart that Lao Tzu didn't hit you, why are you so miserable?

Then he was shocked that something was wrong, the "clouds" on all sides stirred, and a pair of cyan giant claws grabbed from the front and back, left and right, and he couldn't help but be shocked!

"Oh no, I've been tricked, Made, it's not just a bird like this."

At this time, it was too late to sink down, and Bodila's heart was crossed, and finally the Emperor's bell sound wave attack was activated again, and his whole body was like a river returning to the sea, and it was drawn into the small ancient bronze bell around his neck.

As for what happens after the energy is drained?

Leave it to fate!

If there is no more now, how can we talk about the future?

Buzz ~~~

A grand roar sounded, the "sea of clouds" churned like boiled milk, and a kilometer-long "cloud" centered on Bodila had been completely stirred into cotton wool by the sound waves, as if a piece was suddenly missing, and a trace of white gaseous matter fell downward.

The five white eagles were dizzy by the sound waves, and their internal organs and brains were severely damaged in the shock.

Among them, the one closest to Bodila, that is, the white eagle that had been pecking Bodila with its beak before, was the most miserable.

At this moment, the bird feathers from the head to the lower half of the body seem to have been scalded off with boiling water, and there is no one left, and the bird feathers on the lower body are also sparse, and the whole body is covered with fine cuts, and the blood quickly seeps out, and suddenly becomes a wet, no, blood bird.

His eyes, which had once been so dark that he was seeping, were blind, and only two miserable blood holes remained.

The black bird's beak opened and closed, and it let out a truly miserable scream.

The Emperor's Bell was really powerful, and the five white eagles were hit hard at the same time under one blow.

But Bodila himself is not much better, he is now unable to use any strength in his body, his whole body is weak, if another white eagle appears, he will have to wait for death......

As the saying goes, good spirits do not bad spirits!

And so, tragedy struck.

Several more huge figures fell from the sky and flew towards Bodila, who was half-lying on the "cloud" layer, among which the white eagle with one of Bodila's claws was also missing.

Bodila propped his elbows on the ground and struggled to lift his upper body, this movement was already his limit, and the phantom of the Emperor Bell outside his body had disappeared.

At this moment, he has completely become a fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered!

But maybe this kid really has a little luck, these white eagles can be close to the "cloud" layer, but there are changes again.

A white cloud dragon suddenly came out of the "cloud" layer, this cloud dragon is the creature that was preyed on by the white eagle before, their size is very small compared to these white eagles, but ...... I can't stand the large number of people!

The dense cloud dragons spread layer by layer to the end of the white eagles' line of sight, and they couldn't count how many there were, and it was estimated that there were at least tens of thousands!

I wonder when these creatures came together?

They began to unleash ferocious attacks on the white eagles.

The white eagles fought hard, although their individual strength was much stronger than these cloud dragons, but their numbers were too small.

The white eagle, which was missing half of its feathers, was blind, and was the most seriously injured first unable to parry, and was bitten and dragged into the "cloud" layer by nearly a thousand cloud dragons.

"Crunch crunch ~~~"

The creepy gnawing sound came from below the "cloud" layer, but in a moment, a white Sensen's skeleton was thrown out, and there was not a trace of flesh and blood sticking to it.

Bodila, who was weak, lay motionless on the sunken "cloud" layer, not daring to make the slightest move, for fear that these dragons who seemed to be composed of these "clouds" under him would be regarded as the accomplice of the white eagle, and by the way, he would be unlucky.

Fortunately, these white cloud dragons didn't pay attention to him at all, and occasionally one or two came out of the clouds under him, and they didn't even look at him, and rushed straight to the white eagle who was desperately struggling to resist.

Bodila relieved himself a little, and said to himself, "Ignore me? That's good.,Ignore me as much as you like.,Ben Dashao is a transparent demon! ”

Soon, after losing thousands of companions, the five white eagles that Yunlong chased down from Bodila were all wiped out by them, and all of them were gnawed clean, leaving only skeletons lying horizontally and vertically above the clouds.

There were bursts of mournful screams from high in the sky, and although the second group of chasing white eagles mourned the fate of their companions, they looked at the cloud dragons that still appeared from the thick clouds, they still didn't dare to fall after all, and after circling for a while, they finally flew away.

Aung Aung Aung ~~~

More than 100,000 cloud dragons let out a high-pitched cry in unison, like countless horns sounding in unison, and Bodila, who was lying on the clouds, was dizzy and had to close his ears so that he was not stunned.

Then these clouds and dragons sinked down and disappeared into the sea of "clouds".

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