Chapter Seventy-Four: The Fall
On a cloud layer in the fifth column.
A group of people walked mightily.
One of the men in fancy clothes looked left and right, obviously looking for something.
"As soon as you enter the Hanging Heaven Secret Realm, you look around, who are you looking for?"
The man at the head is the man on horseback yesterday, Wu Yongbo, Wu Dagongzi.
"No, nothing."
The one who was asked was the man in Chinese clothes, Wu Ankang, the second son of Wu.
"Cheer up, the higher this secret realm goes, the deeper the hidden killing will be."
Wu Yongbo said coldly.
has always been very disdainful of this second brother who only knows how to covet women.
"Got it, brother."
Wu Ankang replied in a low voice, in terms of strength and status, he was far inferior to Wu Yongbo, and he didn't think about fighting for anything.
Enough to eat, drink and be merry.
And the looking eyes just now are none other than the three of them who met yesterday.
is doing mischief in the secret realm, but there is no family member in charge.
Behind the two of them were several guards who followed.
......
Roar!
A rough roar attracted the attention of the three of Wan Li.
They were all located in the fifth row of clouds, and there were very few monks wandering in this column.
Only above the Wuhou realm will appear here, and the big dream belongs to a special category.
"Monsters?"
"Could it be that the biggest opportunity in this cloud layer is this demon beast."
After searching for a long time, he didn't find any heavenly treasures or temple medicine gardens in this cloud, and then he heard the roar of the demon beast.
The three of them walked along with the voice.
The clouds are very wide, and there are no mountains or dense forests.
But there are more clouds than other clouds.
From time to time, clouds and mist will block the way, and they are deliberately resisted.
The three of them walked along the road, but they inexplicably walked up a step, and they couldn't see their feet clearly in the mist, but they were walking up step by step.
"Be careful."
Wan Li instructed the two behind him.
Before he saw the roaring demon beast, Wan Li still felt the breath of the demon beast.
It was a thick breath, mixed with a sense of decadence.
Follow the cloud stairs, climb to the top, and look down, the scene is somewhat shocking.
Under the eyes, it is like a huge funnel, but there is no hole at the bottom, it is flat.
There are cloudy steps on all sides, and you can walk freely.
In the middle of the funnel, on the ground, lies a four-legged beast.
The head of the tiger is open with two long fangs, a black and white pattern, and the strange thing is that there are four wings on the back, which are crystal clear.
It's just that three of the wings are broken.
"The adult four-winged flying tiger beast was defeated by the Wuhou Realm?"
Wan Li's eyes were empty, scanning the situation in the field, and his face was puzzled.
Flying Tiger Beast, the voice is the strength of the Martial Spirit Realm, one wing is a class, and usually the two wings walk together.
Therefore, after the two wings were fully formed, the strength of the two-winged flying tiger beast was as strong as that of a military general.
Then the third and fourth wings were born, and when these two wings were fully formed, the realm strength jumped directly into the Martial Monarch Realm!
"Didn't you get hurt before?"
Mu Qian didn't know it, but seeing that the flying tiger beast with folded wings was so pitiful, she couldn't bear it.
"Possibly."
Wan Li nodded.
And what Wan Li didn't mention was that in a cloud space like the Hanging Sky Secret Realm, it stands to reason that no demon beast would be able to run to other clouds.
Unless someone didn't go out in the Hanging Heaven Secret Realm a hundred years ago, was trapped here, and then fought with the four-winged flying tiger beast and injured it.
Wan Li thought of this in a row, and couldn't help but look up at the higher clouds.
Maybe someone is watching them secretly.
The eyes returned to the field.
On the opposite side of the four-winged flying tiger beast, there were several people standing, all of them with extraordinary aura, especially the one who was the leader, dressed in armor and domineering.
Wan Li didn't know each other, but Da Meng and Mu Qian recognized it at a glance.
"The one who broke through the mortal temple and entered!"
The Temple of Mortals?
I remembered that when I left the mortal hall at that time, I did see that the door of the temple was opened, but the treasures were taken away by him in advance, and he didn't care about it at that time.
Heh, let me see which one of the hapless bastards it is......
Looking at the field again, although the four-winged flying tiger beast has a decadent breath, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.
The ferocious aura made Lin Jianhai and the others dare not move.
"Brother Lin, looking at the appearance of this flying tiger beast, I'm afraid it's hard to move, so it's better to cast it remotely and try its bottom."
Lin Jianhai thought for a long time, and nodded slowly, "I'm afraid that the cry of the Flying Tiger Beast has attracted a lot of people to come, and it will be resolved quickly." ”
After speaking, several people behind him scattered, each standing on one side, holding the weapon in his hand, accumulating spiritual power.
Boom, boom, boom.
I saw Lin Jianhai and the others making a move one after another, and the spiritual power in the field surged, rolling away the clouds and mist, and all kinds of moves blasted towards the four-winged flying tiger beast.
Roar.
Sensing the crisis, the four-winged flying tiger beast put away its tired expression and roared angrily.
It jumped on the spot, flapping its limbs and flicking its tail, defusing the incoming attacks one by one.
However, the injury was serious, and he was still hit by a fish that slipped through the net.
It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
In an instant, the aura of the four-winged flying tiger beast was depressed to the extreme, and its body lay on the ground, and the heavy breath in its nostrils blew up the clouds and mist on the ground.
"Are you going to die?"
Big Dream, hidden in the clouds and mist in the heights, murmured softly.
The fall of the Martial Monarch Realm, the last time I saw it was the sect master of the Vientiane Sect.
What's more, the Flying Tiger Beast in front of him was much stronger than the Sect Master of the Vientiane Sect at its peak.
"It's going to die, but the four-winged flying tiger beast has one last blow, and it's up to who is unlucky."
The corpse of a demon beast at the level of the Martial Monarch Realm is worth a lot of money, but for Wan Li, he doesn't care so much.
"The final blow, let's go together."
Lin Jianhai naturally saw the weakness of the four-winged flying tiger beast, and said in a deep voice, holding the black halberd, revealing murderous intent.
Everyone shot together again, and they all did their best.
The corpse of this flying tiger beast was a lot of resources for them.
Sword qi and sword qi were raging in the field, and this kind of combined attack, even if it was a normal martial monarch realm powerhouse, he would have to suffer a lot.
The clouds and mist surged back and forth, and the four-winged flying tiger beast exuded the aura of death.
Immediately, the tiger's face moved, and a vicious aura enveloped Lin Jianhai and the others.
I saw it suddenly jump up and pounce on the two weak men.
Completely expose your back to the ushering killer move.
Fight for your life, and you have to pull two pads on your back!
Rushing at the Flying Tiger Beast, the two of them looked solemn and connected with the slashing sword qi.
To no avail, he wanted to dodge, but he was suddenly slapped by the claw of the four-winged flying tiger beast.
The two figures flew upside down towards the far end.
The four-winged flying tiger beast was also hit by the attack of the rest of the people, and the black and white striped skin bloomed, and its body was covered with scars, and blood flowed.
Finally, with a wail, he slammed into the ground, and there was no life.
Seeing this, Lin Jianhai squinted, waved his hand, and asked his men to go down to see if the two were alive or dead.
He moved forward steadily, holding the halberd in his hand tightly to prevent the four-winged flying tiger beast from suddenly erupting.
"It's over, let's go."
At the end of the play, Wan Li was about to take the two of them to the next cloud.
Suddenly.
Two sharp arrows shot out of the shadows, hitting the man who was probing for his injuries!