Chengying was shocked, not because of the content of the letter, but because the letter was written in the spirit book. He was shocked in his heart www.biquge.info what kind of person can give his soul just to write a letter? a person who is in a desperate situation, a person who knows that he will die, and a person who cannot see a glimmer of hope...... If one of them is not worthy of such determination, perhaps, the convergence of all the foregoing makes the soul completely hopeless, but he has an unfinished mission, so it makes sense.

Chengying closed the letter, and he gasped violently. He began to get nervous, and his nervousness was also not because of the content of the letter, because the text made of the spirit would exude an extremely strong spirit power in the moment of stimulation. The faint coercion on the back of the paper made him understand that those who died after casting the spell must be extremely powerful in their cultivation. Think about that raven, the person who can use the raven to convey books, what kind of person should that be? From ancient times to the present, those who can use the raven are all legendary characters. Because if you can capture this kind of creature in the void, its cultivation will never be lower than that of the God King realm!

Of course, this does not mean how high the cultivation of the person who uses the raven, the saints in the world have no cultivation, they only need to pay a drop of essence blood to make the raven pass on the book for them, but it is only a domesticated raven. Even so, ravens are not accessible to ordinary people, and if you think about the person who can pay a lot of money to make a high-level person find a raven for him, his identity must be a rare elite in this world.

Chengying carefully put the letter into his arms, he took a deep breath, his mood gradually calmed down, and then opened his arms with a "boom", and the smoke and dust dispersed, and it turned out to be a sky-covering demon eagle with wings stretched for hundreds of feet. The Demon Eagle could no longer perform the Void Technique, he ran forward clumily, the debris of the weeds and bushes splashed behind him under his sharp claws, the wild trees were broken countless times, and his chest and abdomen were instantly scarred, but he didn't care, he ran faster and faster, he needed to fly faster, only by flying could he achieve his goal.

The patriarch is fighting for his life on the front line, and he can only ask Lord Kao for help, and the only god of the Xuantian clan he believes in at this time can only be Lord Kao. Whatever he had prejudices about Kaodo, at this moment, the letter made him put aside all distractions, and he had to choose to believe.

Finally, on the edge of the cliff, the magic eagle flew, in fact, it could not be called flying, it can only be said that he floated by the wind blowing from the bottom of the cliff, and he was crooked, like a young eagle who had just learned to fly. Even so, Seung-e-young was excited. It was his first real flight, and once upon a time, he felt like he would never be able to fly. The patriarch had asked him to try flying, but he didn't even dare to try. For the power of heaven and earth is not enough to sustain his huge body, because this spell dome rejects all vast creatures. I haven't seen the patriarch's cultivation to be restricted?

For the strong, the curse dome is not only a cage, but also a sharp blade that cuts off dreams, and no one can really escape. Because of this, the King of Red Spirits, who was as powerful as the Red Spirit, had to pull down his son and ask for the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Asking Tower. However, how did the patriarch know that entering the Heavenly Tower from the Curse Dome was tantamount to going from one cage to another for the Warcraft Clan.

He is Chengying, he has a strong heart, and he knows that in the future he will take on the responsibility of protecting his people. Therefore, all the hardships and bitterness he could only suppress in his heart, even if the Red Spirit King asked him to try to transform into a shape, he decisively refused, he didn't want to see the disappointed eyes of the patriarch. Now, he couldn't wait any longer, because it wasn't just a letter, it contained an almost infinite soul power for him, and he wanted to devour all those powers, but it was too long, and he could only find a god realm powerhouse to help.

The Red Spirit King was far away in the Forgotten Worries Mountain in the east, he couldn't be sure that the patriarch had time to take care of these, at this moment, countless Demon Beast people might be struggling on the verge of life and death, so he could only turn to the dwarves for help.

Choose dwarves because dwarves are not Xuantian people, and no one knows better than him how those Xuantian gods plan to treat dwarves. His soul body has the seal of the Xuantian Clan's array, and he has the talent to cross the void, in the Xuantian Clan, if it weren't for the intervention of that array of spirits, no one would be able to really discover his existence, but the array spirit is an out-and-out traitor.

He didn't want to turn into a Demon Eagle, because it would mean that he lost the ability to hide in the void. However, only in this way can he truly stimulate the innate supernatural powers belonging to the Demon Eagle clan, and infinitely exude his divine sense, so that he can perceive the abnormal movements on this earth. Some of the Nether's spies he had to ignore because the constant dives were also draining his strength. He was looking for Kao, he had never been so desperate before, he needed Kao.

Flying over a river and the dense forest beside the river, without Kao's shadow, flying over a canyon, he knew that it was the Valley of Buried Souls, and the Xuantian Clan had nearly 100,000 heavy soldiers in ambush in the valley. No one could easily fly over the valley, and the demon eagle flew lower and lower, and he saw a large man flying up from the valley, carrying a halberd in his hand. It was a weapon that only the human race would use, but this person was from the Xuantian clan. For the recognition of the human race, the Warcraft clan is far superior to the Xuantian clan, and Chengying doesn't think it's weird.

He couldn't land, he just circled in the air.

"Xuantian Clan?" That person's divine sense swept away from the Demon Eagle, and a strange ******* appeared on his face, and the Beast Clan Chengying had seen Lord Xuanjin!"

Xuan Jin shook his head and said in disappointment: "I thought I was going to get a mount, bad luck!" As he spoke, he flew towards the valley and fell.

Hidden in the Tower of Questioning are several clan gods, all of whom were survivors of 10,000 years ago. But none of these people, except the dwarves, could he trust. The Demon Eagle spiraled upwards and continued to fly eastward. He couldn't ask anyone about Kao's whereabouts, and no matter what Kao's intentions were, he couldn't say anything to outsiders, not even the patriarch, King Chijing. Therefore, the pursuit of Kao's path is destined to be on his own.

The formation above the Burial Soul Valley briefly dissipated, and the Demon Eagle swept through the sky. At the same time, his powerful divine sense swept through the valley, and those voices entered his soul lake one after another.

"Hahaha, Xuan Jin, why did your mount fly away?"

"Hmph...... It's that little cub of the Warcraft clan!"

"It's just a demon eagle, anyone can control it, but what about his shapeshifting? That little monster is not something you can touch. ”

"Can you control that little monster?"

The man was silent for a moment and said, "Fortunately, he is not an underworld. ”

"If he were an underworld, I would take his life!"

......

Chengying slowly flew up to the heights, and vaguely he saw the distant mountains rising suddenly, at this time his heart was shocked, and the highest place of the Forget Worry Mountain was covered with snow, but the territory of the Xuantian Clan was like spring in all seasons, and only the land of the Warcraft Clan had four distinct seasons. In the past, I couldn't and didn't dare to transform myself, so naturally I couldn't see such a wonderful scenery. He remembered that the patriarch had said that this continent was the most wonderful place in the Haotian Domain. He didn't understand it then, but now he understands that in this world, there is only one crater, and luckily this is his home.

There is an old tree on the top of the ice, and there is a huge magic eagle's nest on the tree. Chengying was very worried about the eaglet in the nest, because a gust of mountain wind blew, and the branches of the old tree were not enough to support the nest. At this moment, the wind and snow suddenly rose, and the old tree shook violently, and the young eagle in the nest screamed excitedly with the shaking. Chengying suddenly realized that the wind and snow were caused by his wings, so he swung his wings high into the air and tried to avoid the old tree.

However, it didn't matter if he flicked his wings, the trees and the eagle's nest were unharmed, but the little demon eagles were carried out by the wind and snow. The little devil eagle is like a few hairballs being picked up by the wind and snow, waving its short wings weakly, looking extremely helpless.

Chengying had no choice but to continue to improve, he didn't want to harm the innocent again.

A demon eagle flew out of nowhere, caught its child, and landed firmly on the edge of the nest. The Demon Eagle said to his child with adoring eyes: "The God of the Demon Eagle has appeared!

A little demon eagle said happily: "Mother, I know, I will become the son of the snow eagle when I grow up!"