Three vultures hovered high above her.

Snow vulture, a medium-to-low-level phantom beast, equivalent to a Danxiao realm phantom, has a gray-black back, a white head, tail, chest and abdomen, and a long neck, lives in cold places, and feeds on other small phantom beasts.

Daxi Ganluan leaned his back against the cliffs, vigilant against them, secretly condensing the illusion of ice in his hands, wondering in his heart what else could be used to defend himself. It's a pity that she found that she didn't have any protective gear or weapons on her body, not to mention that she hadn't saved much of the herbs and medicines she had been fighting with the beauty master, and only the remaining bit was used up in the previous escape.

There was a long howl like a beast, and a snowy vulture couldn't hold it back, so it swooped down first.

Daxi Ganluan couldn't see its movements clearly at all, and her experience of fighting with phantom beasts many times made her subconsciously seal her hands and erect a thick ice wall in front of her.

The moment the ice wall was erected, the vulture poked its paw at the ice wall. This time it stopped it a little, but it was only a momentary effort.

The ice wall shattered, and Da Xi Ganluan took two steps back, his back pressed against the cliff. At the same time, because the ice wall itself is very heavy, and it sits directly on the rock, and the vulture falls quickly, the huge impact force falls on the rock through the ice wall, and the two forces combine to make the rock shake a few times. Da Xi Ganluan was unsteady on his feet and knelt down on one knee.

The vulture's claws grazed over her head and into the rocks.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he noticed something even worse - the rock under his feet was loose.

"Boom-" A burst of gravel rolled down, so frightened that Da Xi Ganluan threw himself on the rock, closed his eyes, and grabbed the crack in the stone with both hands, forgetting even the snow vulture on his head.

The vulture struggled twice before it could break its claws. As soon as it was free, it grabbed Daxi Ganluan again.

Da Xi Ganluan lay on the rock, only to hear a few crisp sounds in his ears, and then his body was light, and the sound of whirring wind came from his ears.

The poor vulture swooped down again.

Da Xi Ganluan closed his eyes tightly, and the wind hit his body and hurt, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

"Ahh When she barely opened her eyes, she found that the rock she had landed on had been left with the last bit of the impact, and she was now more than a foot away from the mountain wall, facing the sky, unable to control her speed and position.

Complete one's misery. The snowy vulture rushed down with perseverance, and this time, the snowy vulture seemed to be a little irritable, even more swift than before.

In a desperate situation, Da Xi Ganluan reached out to take the bone whistle from the treasure bag, but she took out the "bone whistle" and saw that it was actually a skewer used to skewer barbecue.

The skewer in her hand was not an ordinary skewer, but one of all the cooking utensils that Tong Yehui handed her on the first day. In terms of food, Tong Yehui has a small habit of cleanliness, and all the cooking utensils and utensils are brought by themselves, and all of them are from the hands of the crafter. The skewer in the hand of Xi Ganluan is two feet long, the handle is three inches long, the thickness of the little finger, the whole body is silver, there are streamlined stripes on the handle, the tip is sharp, the skewer meat is oil-free, and the fire is not dirty.

But Da Xi Ganluan didn't know that these were all refined by the instrumentalist, and only thought they were ordinary utensils. There was no time for her to find anything else now, and the vulture's claws rapidly enlarged in her horrified gaze. She finally screamed in panic, closed her eyes at the same time, and subconsciously injected phantom energy into the stick with both hands, and stabbed forward.

The warm liquid dripped onto her face, and instead of the expected pain, the vulture let out a continuous, rapid cry.