Today's Jinyang Mountain, under the reflection of the sunset, is colorful and colorful.

Halfway up the mountainside on the periphery, a group of Yuan family disciples dressed in ground rhinoceros leather armor and armed with soul-devouring black iron spears were patrolling the outer edge of the tent.

Whether it's the ground rhinoceros leather armor or the soul devouring black iron spear, they are all treasures worth ten thousand gold. They directly raise the strength of the equipment by one to three percent.

With such sophisticated equipment, a team of nearly 100 people was formed, which shows the strength of the Yuan family.

They form an impermeable net, and even the birds in the sky cannot fly through it.

A few clear birdsong came from high in the sky, which was extremely penetrating. Then two huge shadows burst out of the clouds and landed halfway up the mountain.

This attracted the attention of the Yuan family, and they all looked up to look.

From the side cliff, there was a terrible and sharp chirp, followed by a hula wind, rolling up a thick fog.

The sunset was only the last touch, and in the glow and mist, shadows rose from the bottom of the cliff, first pulling up at great speed, and then swooping downward.

The two shadows at the head were extraordinarily huge, their wings spread, and the shadows cast on the ground were seven or eight feet long.

The mountains and fields were filled with this terrible sound, as well as the strong aura unique to demon beasts. They are so fast that they swoop and then spread out, occupying the top of the hill and the mountainside.

Before the people on the mountain could react, they saw a blue light cast down from those shadows.

Thundered!

Loud noises came from everywhere, crackling sounds, shaking through the mountains and forests.

One by one, the Thunderbolt Spirit Popping Beads exploded at the same time in a short period of time, forming a huge wave of air, overturning one tent after another, and screaming and wailing in the mountains and forests.

The Thunderbolt Spirit Popping Bead compresses the spiritual power of the maker to an exaggerated degree, supplemented by hard metal, sulfur and other materials. It doesn't take too much spiritual power and volume to exert several times the effect. The more clever the refiner, the more powerful it is.

At this time, up and down the mountain, it was like a fireworks show, and tents were on fire in several places, and some people were blown up.

The children of the Yuan family were caught off guard, before this operation, they were told of various possibilities, but none of them could be like this.

The birds that swooped down from the sky turned out to be monsters and ghosts. They jumped off their backs. Everyone moved with agility and their eyes full of rage, like a sword of vengeance, caught off guard and plunged into the heart of the enemy.

The children of the Yuan family hurriedly organized a counterattack, but the other party often worked in pairs, one in front of the other, and after putting down one, they quickly looked for the next target.

Occasionally, when you encounter two or even three targets that you can't put down, there will be a person, unnoticed, who appears behind the target. A cold light flashed around his neck, and a sharp scimitar slashed through his throat. The emerald green aura flickered, and the throat was sealed with blood.

"Who are you?" Someone asked in horror.

"Vengeful people, you Lin family grandfather!" The other party replied.

"Roar!" A ghost owl was close to the ground, its fat body, and its belly feathers as hard as iron directly smashed a bonfire on the ground into scattered and splashed in all directions.

The ghost owl immediately pulled up to a height of ten zhang in the air, followed by a roar, and a figure like a black tower jumped down, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the mountains and rocks under his feet were trembling.

Xu Daniu held a cold and shining stone axe, surrounded by spiritual power, the axe swirled like the wind, let out a terrifying whine, and pounced on the enemy group with murderous energy.

A group of more than a dozen people whose strength is one or two realms higher than him has been helpless for a while.

Burst!

The spear in the hand of a Yuan family disciple was fluffed away, and his arm staggered back, watching the sharp axe chop off one of his arms.

Rain of blood, fluttering in the wind.

Sou!

A feathered arrow that shimmered through the clouds and shot down from the sky. The arrow broke through the sky, and a dazzling fire was sparked, and it couldn't stop that night.

Boom!

In the middle of the hillside, the largest tent roared, and the flames soared into the sky.

The people of the Yuan family were dumbfounded, they couldn't understand why the Lin family would fall from the sky and appear from the most unlikely place! There, but the cliffs are steep, and the abyss is so deep!

In mid-air, Lin Feng took the cub who was already at the end of the crossbow, and together with Sun Xiaohong, stood on the back of the king of the owl.

The cub's scarlet eyes were like flames that had burned out, and only sparks remained. From its frowning little brow and pained expression, you can see how much it wants to close its eyes, loosen the string, and sleep well. But it can't, as long as Lin Feng doesn't speak, it has to insist.

Without compulsion, the cub desperately played its role in this battle - it used mind control to turn this group of ghost owls into everyone's flying machines and into strange soldiers who fell from the sky.

Lin Feng kept giving Sun Xiaohong instructions, and she hit targets one by one with accurate archery.

With the concerted cooperation of everyone, they perfectly suppressed the opponent with a tenfold disparity in strength.

All of them were in high spirits, and they wielded their swords desperately to slash at the enemies in front of them. There is only one goal - revenge!

The joy of victory brings excitement and emotion, but also brings a long volatilization. However, in the midst of this excitement, Lin Feng had a glimpse of the crisis.

In the world of martial artists, strength and weakness cannot be faked. A moment of passionate passion will always cool down, and it won't be long before the opponent wakes up, and they will fall into passivity.

From the cliff, using the ghost owl to surprise into the enemy camp is a strange and dangerous move, which will make them dumpling filling.

Therefore, the thief must be found before then, and the thief must be captured first!

Lin Feng's gaze fell on the colorful mass on the mountain. If the judgment is correct, it is the location of their family's spiritual spring.

Looking at its core position, Lin Feng knew that his guess was correct. There is a problem with Lingquan, and the other party has taken a lot of trouble, on the one hand, because of Yun Qingzhu, and on the other hand, he is coming to Lingquan.

"Fly forward!" Lin Feng ordered.

On the tallest tree, Lin Feng put down Sun Xiaohong and told her: "Never let people come close to you within ten zhang." ”

Sun Xiaohong nodded: "Don't worry, what about you?" ”

"You're all working so hard, I'm embarrassed to be idle." Lin Feng said lightly, "Now I'm going to do my thing." ”

He bent down and touched the cub, and said silently: "Little one, it's hard work, hold on a little longer." ”

The king carried him and the cub into the sky, and the next moment, he had already appeared above the spiritual spring.

The spiritual spring is bubbling and bubbling, dense as rain. But what attracted Lin Feng the most was the tent with a green mist, a faint breath of death, letting him know that Yuan Shaojie was among them.

Lin Feng patted the neck of the owl king and picked up the limp cub and put it into his arms. The confused eyes of the owl king Yuanben suddenly cleared, and his consciousness recovered, and he let out an angry roar.

It spread its iron feathers, like two sharp knives, gliding low, smashing tent after tent and roaring away.

In the tent without a roof, the figure of the nine-pole bird above Yuan Shaojie's head suddenly disappeared and completely integrated into his body.

"It's actually an awakened martial spirit?" Lin Feng frowned, this was something he hadn't estimated.

Awakening the martial spirit means that Yuan Shaojie already has the combat power of the martial arts realm, and it also means that the difficulties faced by Lin Feng have directly doubled.

(End of chapter)