Mo Lun gave the Great Pill to everyone, telling them that they would be fine after a few hours of cultivation, and as for the more seriously injured, he gave them a few more pills.

"Guys, you slowly heal from your injuries, and we'll go first. Morren said. "Thank you, little brother Morun, and I'll report it later. Everyone said.

Moren and Narcissus continued to walk towards the sun, and after the storm, the sun was still so hot, and the yellow sand reflected the sunlight, so that people could not open their eyes, and the heat on the ground made people's feet seem to be stuck into boiling water.

There were a few birdsongs in front of them, and Mo Lun and Narcissus looked up at the direction of the birdsong at the same time, the light of the sun was not as dazzling as it was just now, as if it was blocked by something, and it was black under the sun, and even the scorching heat was much lower.

Further on, the birdsong became louder and more chaotic, and the black expanse that I had just seen turned into black dots, wriggling like ants. These black dots form a ring around a large bird. They were chirping and chirping, as if they didn't dare to get too close to the big bird in the middle.

"What kind of birds are those?" asked Morun. "The outer ones are vultures, and the middle ones are golden eagles. Narcissus said, her insight was much better than that of Morun. "The vulture is besieging the golden eagle, and the vulture, like a wolf, likes to live in packs, and when it encounters its prey, it attacks it in groups, and the golden eagle likes to be alone. Narcissus explained. : There are tens of thousands of vultures, and there is only one golden eagle. Mo Lun said worriedly for the golden eagle, "If it is normal, an adult golden eagle will not be afraid of these vultures, even if it can't be defeated, it can get out smoothly." Narcissus said. "Looking at this, the golden eagle doesn't want to run away?" asked Morun. "It's not that he doesn't want to run away, but he can't run away because he's hurt. Narcissus said again. Mo Lun then carefully looked at the golden eagle standing in the middle, and saw that there were blood stains oozing from the roots of the wings, but despite this, the pair of bronze bell-sized eyes flashed with a proud aura, and the barbed pointed beak swayed from side to side with the huge head, and screamed from time to time, as if to warn those vultures not to act rashly. The brown feathers on the neck shimmered, and the two broad wings stretched out a hundred feet in size, and a pair of sharp claws dug deep into the ground.

Tens of thousands of vultures took off one after another with a scream, and the black pressed one launched the first round of charges towards the golden eagle in the middle.

The golden eagle stared at the big brass bell-like eyes, looked at the vultures that were approaching, and did not move, it was a kind of contempt, and it did not take them seriously at all. The vultures rushed forward with all their might, no matter what swords and fires were in front of them, as long as they gave an order, they sacrificed their lives, and they did not hesitate to do so, this is the character of the vultures.

Tens of thousands of vultures flapped their wings, making bursts of buzzing sounds, rushed over one after another, getting closer and closer to the golden eagle, the golden eagle raised its head, slowly unfolded his wide wings, and at the same time the two wings lifted into the air, the sky and the earth were dark, with a strong wind, the vulture flying in front of it flew upside down, and the vulture that was charging forward behind collided together, suddenly the air was a blood mist, the feathers in the sky were scattered, one after another, and the sky was covered with black goose feather snow. The other vultures turned a blind eye to this.

The wings of the golden eagle were raised in the air, and suddenly they slammed down, and two thousand forces rolled out to both sides, like roaring waves, rushed out of the gate, and swept away to both sides angrily. The vultures on both sides were flapped out by the two giant wings, but the vultures in front and behind were still rushing forward, the golden eagle's giant pointed beak with barbs, and the chickens pecked rice like rice constantly attacking the vultures in front, and the vultures crackled and fell from the air, dying at the feet of the golden eagles, and the vultures behind were attacked by the giant claws of the golden eagles, the golden eagles supported the ground with one foot, and the other foot kept kicking backwards, kicking the vultures attacking from behind one by one. Despite this, there are also quite a few vultures that get in between the golden eagle's attacks and attack the golden eagle's body.

The golden eagle was covered in blood, and I didn't know if it was my own or a vulture's. The vulture's first attack was halted by the vulture's defeat, and the Golden Eagle survived the first round, but its injuries were even more severe.

The golden eagle looked at the vultures that were still gathering around him, still holding his head high, showing his noble blood, even if he seemed to be covered in wounds, he would not show a little decadence in front of the vultures, even if he was in pain, in appearance, he would not show any pain, this is the proud golden eagle.

There was another long roar, and the second round of the vulture's attack began, this time with some variations, advancing in echelons with an interval in between. The vultures of the first echelon rushed forward as if they were not fatal, and after the first round of attacks, they also knew that it was cannon fodder that rushed to the front, just to open up a space and create opportunities for the brothers and sisters behind. Knowing that this is the case, they also have no hesitation, this is the character of vultures. For the sake of the collective, you can sacrifice yourself, and for the survival of your companions, you are willing to be cannon fodder.

In this way, wave after wave of impact, at the beginning, the golden eagle could calmly resolve the vulture's attack, but as time went by, the golden eagle's injuries became more and more serious, and the strength and spiritual power consumed were more and more, and the strength of the counterattack began to become weaker, and the huge wings gradually couldn't be raised, and even the sharp barb pointed beak couldn't be lifted, and there were already vultures around him, and he was tightly surrounded in the middle, and he couldn't show it at all.

"It's over, it's over, the golden eagle has completely lost, he has lost his fighting spirit, you see he is motionless. Moren said, pointing to the black oppression in the distance. Narcissus didn't speak, looking at the scene in the distance. The vultures are surrounded by the golden eagle in three layers and three layers outside, and the golden eagle still stands tall there, allowing the vultures to attack wildly. The golden eagle's body was already covered with scars, and the blood had stained his brown feathers, and some of the feathers on the two giant wings began to fall off, and the feathers were covered with bright red flesh, which made people unbearable to look at. The golden eagle's legs trembled a little, but it still stood straight, and the tendons of the toes were somewhat exposed, and they were red.

The vultures kept pecking at the golden eagle's body, the golden eagle trembled, his eyes were a little confused, and suddenly he became firm again, feeling that the golden eagle's body continued to emit bursts of aura, and his size was getting bigger and bigger, like a balloon that had been blown up. "Oh no, the golden eagle is going to blow itself up! Be careful. As soon as Narcissus pulled Moren with her hand, she lay on the ground, stretched out her head and looked out, the golden eagle was swelling more and more, its neck was about to retract into its chest, its feathers were like sticking to the outside of a balloon, and now the golden eagle was more like a hedgehog. There was a loud bang, flesh and blood flew in the air, feathers shot out like sharp arrows, and the vultures around the golden eagle were shocked and flew out, and the tumbling air waves hit the vultures in the distance wave after wave, this sudden scene made the vultures defenseless, and countless casualties were killed.

Mo Lun was looking at the scene in front of him, swishing, I don't know what shot into his eyebrows, I only felt a dizziness, and I was no longer conscious. Narcissus was also stunned next to him, and hurriedly put Mo Lun away, let him lie flat on the sand, and touched his pulse with his hand, and everything was normal. Narcissus took out a bag of water from her storage bag and dripped it on Moren's lips, moistening his dry mouth for a while, and then dripped the water on his eyebrows and temples, rubbing it with her hands, she knew that Morun's pulse was fine, but she fainted temporarily for some reason.

Half an hour later, Mo Lun slowly woke up, and saw that he was lying on the ground, and Narcissus was still massaging his eyebrows and temples, feeling a little puzzled. "What's wrong with me?" "I don't know what's wrong with you, but I fainted when I heard your voice." Don't you feel anything?" said Narcissus. "I felt something in my brow, and I didn't know anything about it. Morren said. "Do you want to check your body now and see if there's anything going on?" said Narcissus.

Mo Lun slowly penetrated his consciousness into all parts of his body, and found that in his sea of qi, there was a small golden eagle floating in the sea of qi, covered in brown feathers, staring at everything around him with big eyes. "You just came in through my eyebrows?" asked Morun, "why don't you want to enter your body, that's to look up to you." The little golden eagle said disdainfully. "Didn't you blow yourself up, how can you still exist?" "It's just the body that blew up, the soul is still there, your body is good, borrow it for use." After the little golden eagle finished speaking, a powerful consciousness rushed towards Mo Lun's consciousness, "You want to take my consciousness away, borrow my body, there is no door." "Moren knew that the golden eagle was going to take it, how could he let the golden eagle succeed easily.

Mo Lun completely concentrated his consciousness to one point, and rushed towards the little golden eagle, the golden eagle smiled and said: "You don't have to waste your efforts, my strength has reached the stage of transformation of the gods, how can you resist a small person in the early stage of refining." After saying that, a powerful consciousness wrapped Mo Lun's consciousness and ate it little by little. At first, Mo Lun was still able to resist a little, but as the golden eagle's consciousness gradually increased, his resistance was useless, as if his body was controlled by people, and his mind was groggy and involuntary. "Don't do senseless resistance, it's your luck to be taken away by me, my strength is extremely strong, what do you want, I can help you complete it, how about it, give up." The golden eagle said.

"Am I done like this?" Moren was not reconciled, nor was he willing to give up like this.