In the evening, on a small deserted island, a green-shirted monk sat cross-legged on a rock, and his expression moved slightly.

He stood up and looked into the distance.

After a while, there was a sudden thunderclap from the sea in the distance, followed by a cloud of silver light rushing towards the island.

It was only half a cup of tea, and a sudden wind suddenly rose on the sea in the distance, and a purple shadow followed after it, and there was a faint noisy cry from inside.

This person is Han Yu, who came from the sword after solving the Great Han.

He originally planned to rush over to relieve the siege after the two people on the jade boat, but the Thunderbird side couldn't hold on, as long as he came over to kill this demon bird first.

Soul Searching learned that the owner of this spirit beast was an old monster in the primordial infancy, but he didn't care at all.

He has offended a lot of Yuanying monks, and he is not afraid of this one more enemy.

With a flash of silver light, it flew towards the rock, revealing a silver-shining ptarmigan.

But its aura has become dim now, and its expression is also full of exhaustion, Han Yu took out two translucent demon pills in distress and fed them to this bird to swallow.

Gently stroking the bird's feathers with his hand, the Thunderbird continued to fly forward.

Han Yu's face was gloomy, and the breath on his body was tightly covered by a spell in his mouth, and he looked up at the sky with cold eyes.

A cloud of purple light swept overhead like lightning, but it hit a cloud of yellow light not far ahead, and the purple light on its body collapsed.

The eagle kept chasing, and it was already exhausted, and the purple feathers on its body had dimmed. Its owner is a Yuan Infant Monk, so he naturally recognizes that he is trapped in the formation, so he keeps waving his wings and keeps making a violent low sound.

Seeing this scene, Han Yu's figure below appeared, and a yellow array flag appeared in his hand.

The eagle is in even worse condition than expected.

The defense of the spirit bird and demon beast body is not strong, relying on the speed of the world.

Now that he has entered the formation, this eagle divine power has spent more than half of it, and it is not a threat to him.

With a slight wave of the array flag, more than ten yellow pillars of light rose from the ground, condensed into an earthy yellow light array in the air, and slowly pressed down.

The purple eagle trapped in the formation had realized that the situation was not good, and a wave of earthy yellow energy had pressed on it, and the frequency of waving its wings was a little slower.

With a hiss, it swung its wings vigorously, and one after another purple and cyan wind blades took shape in the air, as many as hundreds.

These wind blades slashed forward, and the yellow light curtain flickered and flickered, as if it would be torn apart in the next moment.

I had seen the majesty of the Blue Wind Bird in the Tower of Babel, and it waved its wings as if to shatter everything, and the momentum caused by this Wind Splitting Eagle had not yet been put into view.

Seeing that only a shallow layer of light curtain remained, Han Yu showed a sneer on his face, and the array flag in his palm disappeared, and a five-inch earthy yellow array disk appeared in his hand.

With his left hand, he pressed the storage bag and took out an earthy yellow spar, and threw it into the middle of the array without hesitation.

The dazzling yellow light suddenly bloomed from the array disk.

The next moment? More than a dozen yellow pillars of light erupted from the ground? The light curtain with only a thin layer also became condensed, and the wind blade struck it with a muffled "bang" sound, and although the power had not changed, it was impossible to cut through the light curtain.

The Purple Eagle not far away was obviously taken aback as well!

But immediately forcibly break free of the restraints and fly to the light mask? A pair of black claws with a fierce claw.

There was a loud "boom".

Just condensed into an inch thick mask was scratched to pieces? Although it is slowly healing, it will never withstand the next impact.

But for Han Yu? This point of time is enough.

A red light erupted from his mouth, and thirty-two sword shadows appeared after a transformation, converging into a torrent and heading straight into the air.

A wail from the mouth of the Wind Splitter Eagle? When he opened his mouth, there was a faint purple light coming out.

Worthy of being a spirit bird carefully cultivated by monks? I still know how to hit it with a demon pill.

At this moment, the sword shadow had gathered from under him, and the faint purple light was slashed around his neck, and the purple eagle immediately separated, and blood spilled from the sky.

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The group of flying swords stayed in mid-air and trembled slightly? Merged again and flew back into Han Yu's body.

Han Yu raised his head and smiled, and another magic trick was injected into the array plate.

A yellow light rose and engulfed the head and body of the falling eagle.

At the same time, the light mask above collapsed silently.

Han Yu put away the array disk, and a silver light shot out in the distance, and the Thunderbird landed on his shoulder.

The Thunderbird first rubbed his face affectionately, elegantly arranged his feathers, and quietly looked at the corpse with a pair of handsome little eyes.

Han Yu and Thunderbird made out a little affection, and then took out the Necromantic Seal from the storage bag.

Injected the spiritual power, the necromantic seal flew above the severed eagle's head, and the mist hand circled down.

The fog hand reached into the eagle's head without hindrance, trapping a small cloud of purple light inside, and then slowly dragged it towards the main body.

This purple light knew that it was not good, and struggled desperately to shake, but it was still pulled out inch by inch.

As soon as the purple light touched the necromantic seal, a jet-black cloud flew out, and it was swept into it with a thud.

Seeing this scene, Han Yu showed a wry smile on his face and took the seal into his body.

Only then did he look at the headless eagle body, and with Han Yu's acquiescence, the Thunderbird rushed over, and soon turned out a lilac ball.

Although this purple ball is not small, the surface light is slightly dim, but it still emits a warm brilliance, which looks unusually beautiful.

Seeing that it was about to bring Nei Dan to him, Han Yu smiled and waved his hand, and the Thunderbird swallowed Nei Dan into his stomach in one bite, turning into a silver light and rushing into his body and disappearing.

Han glanced at the eagle corpse again, and suddenly raised his hands, and five or six red lights flashed.

In an instant, the eagle was divided, and its eyes, beak, and claws were all taken away.

A fireball then appears in his hand, reducing the remaining corpses to ashes.

This is also a last resort, if Qingteng is also in the country, it will never be so extravagant and wasteful.

Then he disassembled the large array and put it into a storage bag, and spewed out the red phoenix again.

The machine armor he made now is no longer suitable for hurrying, the speed is a little slow, and it takes time to use the escape light, so he can only use the art of the sword in luxury.

He disappeared with the incantation, and the red phoenix burst out with a cloud of spiritual light and shot away into the distance.

"I don't know if the other two are here, Edgeworth should be in time. The woman in red seemed to have a natural sense of danger, and she didn't know if she would be fooled. Han Yu muttered in his heart.

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At the same moment when he slashed the Wind Splitting Eagle, the old Dao who was sitting in front of the delicate copper tripod frowned, and his face became extremely ugly.

Disturbed and irritable, he didn't care about the pill in the ding, so he got up and walked directly towards the secret room.

As soon as he walked out, there was a muffled popping sound in Dingzhong, the sound was not loud, and a scorching smell permeated.

Lao Dao took out a few transmission notes with a gloomy face and threw them, and soon remembered the sound of hurried footsteps.

Soon a short, stocky man in his forties, with a round hat, came up to him and bowed respectfully.

"You arrange for someone to be teleported to the Inland Sea, go to the Fan family, the Xu family, and the Six Drum Island to ask if their life cards have been broken! Within five days, I want to know the result!" Lao Dao commanded with a gloomy face.

"Obey!" The middle-aged man dressed as a secular businessman was shocked, and hurriedly said yes.

After Lao Dao finished speaking, he did not turn around and go back to the secret room, but flew directly away from the small city and headed towards the desert island dozens of miles away.

The middle-aged man secretly speculated in his heart and hurriedly went down to make arrangements.

"Fate, did those four people encounter any accidents?" The middle-aged man was shocked, took out the yellow wood abacus hanging from his waist, frowned, and thought about something in his heart.

The middle-aged man acted competently, and after a while, he arranged everything properly, and arranged for seven or eight disciples in the foundation building period to run errands to handle this matter.

After the arrangement, he was just about to find someone to discuss, when he suddenly heard a muffled sound, and the town shook violently.