If he is struck by the wings of the flaming eagle, Mang may be killed!

Seeing the scene in front of them, the group did not feel sadness.

Thinking about what happened to their tribe during this time, they only felt that it was ill-fated.

A place where my ancestors have lived well for generations suddenly came to the door one day.

Many uncles and brothers lost their lives, and everyone who was lucky enough to survive followed the old chief all the way to the edge.

But it didn't take long for the old chief to die, so he was replaced by a young mang.

Is Mang going to be gone now?

So what should they do?

Witch!

By the way, Wu is still there, Wu can save Mang!

Several people realized it later, and they all set their eyes on Mu Bai.

Wu knows a lot of things that everyone doesn't know, and Wu will definitely be able to save Mang.

……

At this time, Mu Bai, as soon as he saw Mang's actions, he knew his plan.

Immediately angry and anxious.

This person can't help but think too highly of her!

At the same time, the clearer the inner being, the greater the pressure.

If they don't take advantage of the opportunity in front of them, they will only be helpless against this flaming eagle.

She didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest under her hands, and her eyes were fixed on the two eyes of the Flame Eagle without blinking.

Mang's raised wind blade had a long trail, and finally even the last tail disappeared behind the Flame Eagle, and he was defenseless at the moment.

You can hear the whirring wind of the flaming eagle's wings, and you can see its raised claws!

But he didn't flinch at all.

Stand upright, exposing yourself to the Flaming Eagle!

Its claws are falling! It's about to fall!

Mang could feel his hair being blown toasted by the flaming eagle's claws, as if in the next moment, its claws would fall on his shoulders.

I'll be torn to shreds by it......

"Whoosh——!

Just as Mang was thinking, he didn't know if Wu could seize the opportunity.

He heard the sound of an arrow leaving the string, and then it exploded in his ears.

The Flame Eagle's talons didn't fall on him, but the warm smell of fishy stench poured in and sprinkled his head and face.

"Quick, keep attacking its eyes!"

It's the voice of a witch!

Mang jumped up in surprise and pounced on it with a single lunge.

The flaming eagle that had just shrouded over his head like a mountain, and the traveler, who had already wanted to lose his direction, faltered.

Under the attack of his powerful fist and the impenetrable wall of wind blades, he quickly fell to the ground with a bang!

"Woo ......"

Even though the Flame Eagle, which had already broken half of its head, fell to the ground, it still cried unwillingly, but the cry was less momentum and more poignant.

Take advantage of its illness and kill it.

Mu Bai has never been merciful to this kind of dying guy.

After all, I've heard a lot of stories of dogs jumping off the wall.

The ice hockey ball condensed by the aura seemed to be smashed all over the world as if it didn't need money.

It wasn't until the Flame Eagle fell to the ground, never moved at all, and died that she couldn't die anymore, that she fell to the ground with all her strength, and sat on the ground and couldn't get up.

My legs are weak, my hands are weak, and I feel that my limbs are not my own.

Mang's appearance was even worse than her, except for the animal skin clothes that were torn into strips at the beginning, and he was also sprayed by the Flame Eagle.

Fortunately, he dodged in time, but most of his hair was burned off.

But there were many wounds cut by the hurricane and raised claws brought by the wings, and blood was soaked everywhere, and there were all over the body, and he became a bloody man.

He limped in front of Mu Bai, with a big smile on his face, cracking his bloody teeth.

"Are you alright?"

The charred hair and dark head and face set off his smile in a particularly terrifying way.

"It's fine."

Mu Bai was full of scolding, and he wanted to know what confidence he had at that time to dare to say what he should say?

But when I saw his respectful face, I swallowed it back.

With all his might, he raised his hand, and a milky white light slanted out, and a healing technique enveloped all the mangs.

"Qingwu, let's see if we have any more clothes to bring."

It's over, and people are still alive.

That's the best outcome.

Turning his head to look at the corpse of the flaming eagle like a hill, Mu Bai also showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Good stuff, big supplement.

Qingwu and the five of them were not slow, and as soon as the battle was over, they came out to help clean up the battlefield.

By the time Mang had tidied himself up, they had already set up camp on the spot.

In a few moments, the fire was lit, and the fragrant flaming eagle meat was roasted.

Sit by the warm fire with a big bird-legged stick in your hand.

The roasted pork leg meat is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, sprinkled with white fine salt, and the burnt aroma is tangy, and the mouth is full of oil, and the teeth and cheeks are fragrant.

After the fearful fierce battle, there are also rich loot, and everyone is satisfied.

Especially Mu Bai, today he learned another way of transforming aura without a teacher.

At this time, my heart was super inflated, and I felt that if there was a flame eagle again, she could fight ten by herself!

"It's still a witch's way, the feathers of this flaming eagle are really warm!"

A young man named Nest had already begun to pick bird feathers with his hands and feet, and the Flame Eagle had a long feather that was so hard that it was invulnerable, and it also had a slender and dense fluff.

Mu Bai just casually said that it was very good to make clothes, but he didn't expect that this young man had already put it into practice.

"That's not it, the famous first-level fierce beast, full of treasures!"

Mu Bai said as he glanced at the other people who had just drunk the blood of the beast and couldn't wait to run to the side to meditate.

Although they didn't ask, their urgent appearance was similar to the reaction of Gang Wuyuan after eating stewed rabbit broth, so they should be about to wake up, right?

Receiving Mu Bai's silent inquiry, Mang nodded while nibbling on the bird's meat, confirming her guess.

A total of five clansmen were brought out, and it turned out that on the first day, there were four people who wanted to awaken the bloodline warriors.

Thinking about the apprehension of the battle, the final exhaustion, it seems that it has become irrelevant.

The first night of the exchange of supplies, after a lot of hard fighting, the rest of the time passed exceptionally peacefully.

Mu Bai has always maintained the routine of going to school and studying, and when he fell asleep, he slept until dawn.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn, and Qingwu and others hurriedly ran over to report the good news.

After drinking the blood of the beast and eating the flesh of the beast, except for the youngest nest, who only increased his blood qi, the rest of the four of them all awakened!

And Qingwu also awakened the wood talent.

"Wood? What kind of abilities do you have? Looking at the shy young man standing in front of him, Mu Bai was very puzzled.

Eating the flesh and blood of the Flame Eagle, shouldn't you awaken the talent of the fire system?

"Yet, no, it's too weak."

The next moment, Mu Bai knew the reason for his shyness.

After he waved his hand, a verdant vine suddenly appeared on the crystal snow.

But before Mu Bai could marvel at what kind of magic skill this was, the small vine, which only stretched out three pairs of leaves, retreated and disappeared with a swish!

Still afraid of life?