Old Joe was pulled by two giant eagles with wings and one leg, unable to fly, and fell in circles.

He bent over and retracted his legs with all his might, bringing the eagle in front of him, and the other movable claw grabbed at the eagle.

"Quack!"

The giant eagle was very tough, flapping its wings and fighting back with its sharp beak.

Old Joe was disturbed by the indiscriminate fanning of the eagle's wings and couldn't see the situation clearly, and his claws scratched it a few times, but he was hit a few times on his hands.

"Damn flat-haired brute!"

His arm was hit several times by the eagle's wings, the pain was numb, and the back of his hand was pecked out of a hole, and he cursed angrily.

Seeing the giant eagle leaning back, he kicked his leg suddenly, and the giant eagle was caught off guard, and his body fell forward according to inertia, and his head stretched forward without protection.

"Die!" Old Joe screamed, grabbed it with one claw, just held the neck of the giant eagle, twisted it vigorously, and the eagle died without making a sound.

The dead eagle let go of its claws and fell like a mass of rags.

"Hahahaha!"

Old Joe smiled triumphantly, retracted the wings that had been grabbed by the other giant eagle, and grabbed the giant eagle's neck with one claw.

This giant eagle also fought back desperately, even hitting and pecking, Lao Qiao was hit on the head and body again and again, and the feathers in front of him flew wildly.

He gritted his teeth and withstood the blow, reaching out and grabbing one of the giant eagle's claws, which snapped with a clatter.

"Gah!"

The giant eagle screamed, but the other claw still clung firmly, and its wings fluttered even more fiercely.

"Bastard! My old Joe I was a hero, but I didn't expect to be so embarrassed by a few birds. ”

Old Joe was hit with eagle wings all over his head, and he screamed angrily, and his claws, which had been pecked several holes, let go of the broken eagle leg, and went to grab another eagle leg.

The giant eagle desperately attacked his hand, pecking and tearing with a sharp knife-like mouth, and Old Qiao finally caught it, but the hand was too badly injured to break its legs.

By this time they had fallen a long way and were about to fall to the mountain, so Old Joe was anxious, pulled his wings hard in front of him, and opened his mouth to bite the giant eagle's leg.

"Puff ......"

The giant eagle pecked at his head, and blood splashed up, and Old Joe was pecked out of a dozen holes in his head and neck, thanks to which his skull was hard enough to not be pecked to death.

"Ahh

He screamed in pain, and his mouth finally bit into the leg of the giant eagle, and with hatred in his belly, he bit it off in one fell swoop.

"Tweet ......"

The giant eagle screamed miserably, could no longer hold on to the big bat, and flew to the side with its leaning body.

"Huhuhu......"

Old Joe was covered in blood, and an ugly head had turned into a blood gourd, panting, flapping his injured wings with difficulty, and finally stopped falling.

"It hurt me like this, I want to ...... Yes! ”

He had just breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel a pain on his wings, and his body suddenly lost his balance and spun up, and he couldn't help screaming.

The right wing was grabbed by a giant eagle again!

"If you dare to come, I'm going to ...... you Yes! ”

As soon as Old Qiao let out a roar and a scream, his left wing was also grabbed by the giant eagle, and it was the two giant eagles that had been shot in the air in the last attack, and they rushed back in time.

The two giant eagles each grabbed a wing and pulled it to both sides, their strength was very great, and they were violently pounce and peck, Lao Qiao could not retract his claws, let alone fight back, and spun and fell in the air.

"What should I do?"

He looked at the ground that was getting closer and closer, and his eyes were full of horror.

……

on the ground.

The dragon spirit looked up at the battle in the air and said to the mountain warriors beside him, "It's a pity that there are a few brave giant eagles. ”

Shan Wu also had a look of pain on his face, shook his head and said, "If you can kill an ancestor, their death is worth it." ”

The dragon spirit nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and continued to look at the air, seeing that Lao Qiao was entangled by the giant eagle and couldn't break free, he wondered in his heart: "Why doesn't he use ghost power and witchcraft?" ”

Although I can't figure out why, I'm happy to see this situation, and it's just right to use witchcraft.

"Quick, all ready, they're going to fall."

"Ah Wu, when they fall here, you let the giant eagles loosen so as not to hurt them." He saw that the giant eagle and Old Joe in the sky were getting lower and lower, and hurriedly ordered.

"Okay." Shan Wu responded, and gestured to Shui Li and a few Swift Eagle people behind him, several of whom were holding bamboo whistles in their hands, and they all nodded solemnly.

……

"Ah......h

Old Joe screamed in the air, and his heart broke down and shouted: "If I can use ghost power and witchcraft now, I won't be in a desperate situation!" ”

It turns out that his specialty is flying hand-to-hand combat, and he is not very good at ghost power and witchcraft, and he does not have much ghost power on his body.

The few times the 'lion roared' just now, he just thought about playing majestic, using too much force, and the time he blew up the old black mouth, he was so angry that he instantly burst out with great power. As a result, he ran out of ghost power, so that now he can't use a single witchcraft.

"Poof!"

The three entangled flying creatures finally smashed down the mountain, because they were all flapping their wings as they fell, and the speed of the fall was not fast, so they were not injured.

After landing on the mountain, the two giant eagles still did not let go of their claws, and they became entangled with Old Joe and rolled down the steep cliff wall.

As soon as his body landed, Old Joe was completely desperate, his home field in the air was so defeated, and there was no hope on the ground.

"Are you going to die?"

As he rolled rapidly, he saw a dense crowd below, shameless humans with murder weapons in their hands, smiling and waiting for him, as if waiting to cut a piece of meat.

"I ...... Will it be dismembered? One after another incoherent graphics appeared in his mind, and Old Joe panicked unspeakably.

"I don't want to be chopped into meat sauce!"

"I don't want to die!"

He grew more and more frightened, his heartstrings were about to break, and a weak thought came to him.

"Or ...... Surrender. ”

"Yes, I'm going to surrender, I've lived for so many years, I can't just die like this."

"That son of the dragon god is very powerful, he represents the dragon god, surrendering him is equivalent to surrendering the dragon god, no shame."

"Will he take the opportunity to kill? No, I'm so good, it's useful to him, he'll definitely accept it. ”

"You can also pretend to surrender first, and when the right opportunity arises, I will escape."

"Well, so be it."

After some self-persuasion, Old Joe finally made up his mind, and he hurriedly shouted: "Humans below, I want to ......"

"Old Joe, don't be nervous, I'll save you."

Just as he was about to say the word surrender, a voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

Old Qiao hurriedly closed his mouth, looked in the direction he sensed, and saw a white shadow on a mountain cliff running towards him, it turned out to be Xiao Qiao.

"Oops." Only then did Lao Qiao remember that several of their ancestors could sense each other.

Usually several people can perceive the orientation of others, and can also communicate psychologically, and when a strong emotion appears in the heart of one of them, it can also be perceived by several others.

Thinking that his fearful and cowardly psychology just now, as well as the idea of surrendering to the weak human race, had been known to Ghost Qiao and Little Joe, Old Joe was so ashamed that he almost wanted to commit suicide.