"Hoo ......"

The Demon Eagle spread its wings, and it was like a magic cloud, shrouded above the heads of all the Immortal Sect disciples.

It was as if the sky had fallen, and it was impossible to resist.

The big wings like demon clouds swept between them, stirring the heavens and the earth, and the endless wind howled, and the ground was blown away by three feet. Before this big wing, no matter how high the cultivation of the disciples of the Xianmen is, they couldn't even control their bodies, and they couldn't help but be stirred by the wind, staggering; the iron claws poked out, it was like a knife cutting tofu, no matter how strong the body of these Xianmen True Legends, no matter how strong the defensive magic weapon was, it couldn't stop this iron claw at all, and it was often torn into flesh by its claws and even the flesh with magic weapons; what was even more terrifying was that the black flame of that body actually manifested at any time, and the attacks of these Xianmen True Legends hit it, but it was directly destroyed by the black flames, and it was difficult to hurt it......

To these true disciples, to a certain extent, it is invincible!

"Kill ......"

But these immortal true legends, at this time, no one is timid, they all rushed up with their lives, killing red eyes, after all, at this time, it is either you die, or I die, what is the difference between dying under the claws of this demon eagle and hiding in the cloud platform of the Eight Desolations, and then dying when the cloud platform is broken? Even if you die under the claws of the demon eagle, there is still a chance to give it a heavy ......

So, with this kind of thought, the true legends of the Xianmen are desperate.

"Poof......

Chen Tai'a, the leader of the true legend of the Beast Spirit Sect, urged the beast soul to rush over, but the battle soul of the three male lions tried his best, and only tore off a piece of feathers from the demon eagle, and then he angered the demon eagle, tore the sharp claws, directly held him between the claws, and pulled it fiercely, Chen Tai'a even took the battle soul and tore it into several halves, and the roar was abruptly interrupted......

"Whew......"

The two true disciples of Shangqing Mountain, each holding an immortal rope, tied the right claw of the demon eagle, and pulled desperately, but the demon eagle just screamed and turned back suddenly, and the two of them couldn't support it, but were pulled over by the immortal rope, and then before they let go of the immortal rope, they turned around and fled, and the demon eagle had already turned around, and with a flap of its big wings, the two of them were swept head-on, and at the same time fell far away with blood spraying. All the bones were shattered, and when they fell to the ground, their bodies were already twisted, and their eyes were blank and desperate!

"Demons die!"

Qin Wuzheng, the leader of the True Inheritance of the Xuanjian Sect, shouted loudly, regardless of life and death, he rushed to the front of this demon eagle with the sword of the spirit treasure in his hand, and the person who cultivates the way of the sword is generally good, and so is he, he actually dodged the sharp claws and sharp beak of the demon eagle, jumped directly on top of its head, and then poured all his mana into the magic sword, making his ancient sword look as bright as a lightning bolt at this moment, and then stabbed into the back of the demon eagle fiercely, and cut out a long wound......

This is the first time that the Immortal Sect has really injured this demon eagle after transmitting five or six lives.

But this also really angered the Demon Eagle, it chased in mid-air, enough to catch up with Qin Wuzheng's tea kung fu, and didn't even care about the attacks of the people around him, he resisted it alive, and then he still caught the sword Xuanzong Zhenchuan, just like treating a prey, grabbed it with both claws, pecked it fiercely, pecked it dozens of times in a row, and pecked him into a pulp......

"Demon, we've all fought with you......"

The rest of the true biography can no longer describe the fear and despair in my heart.

And on this battlefield, this fear and despair turned into boundless anger and murderous intent......

They all tried their best to surround the Demon Eagle and exert their skills to press the bottom of the box, and the desire to kill it exceeded the desire to survive!

But the effect is not obvious.

This demon eagle is too strong, the power of spells and magic weapons under the ordinary foundation building realm, hit it, almost like tickling, only reaching, or even exceeding the power of the foundation building realm, can barely hurt it, but this kind of power, although the major true legends have their own secret methods, can occasionally be achieved, but in the face of this demon eagle, these few blows are obviously useless......

This made them all feel a sense of despair in their hearts......

No one thinks about winning or losing anymore, they just want to fight, kill it, or be killed by it!

Nineteen true legends of the Immortal Gate, plus Yan Ji and Little Pepper Ling Hongbo, who shot later, the number has reached twenty-one......

But now, in just a few moments, only fourteen people have died......

The rest of the people also have no thoughts in their hearts, just continue to fight like this!

And this vicious battle above the head undoubtedly also affected the battle situation below, even in the fight with the monsters, the disciples of the Immortal Sect also subconsciously paid attention to the fierce battle above their heads, seeing the difficulty of the battle of the true transmission, and the heavy casualties, they also despaired in their hearts, facing the monsters that attacked in waves, there was not much courage in their hearts!

The blood can only last for a while, and it will gradually dissipate!

Even if there are more monsters killed, if the demon eagle is not dead, sooner or later the whole army will be wiped out, and what is the point of fighting hard now?

"Is it really only a dead end?"

This thought had already risen in the hearts of some of the disciples, and there was a sense of despair.

There are even some people, after losing hope in their hearts, they hate Fang Yuan because of this: "If he hadn't ruined our way, we could have left safely......"

Roars of despair have come and gone.

In the face of the desperate situation, the enthusiasm is already a little lacking.

But just when the situation was about to get out of control, the situation changed again!

Within the Eight Desolate Cloud Towers, another team of figures appeared!

Walking in the front, it was Fang Yuan, wearing a green robe and holding the Demon Seal Sword in his hand!

And behind him, Luo Feiling, who was on two crutches, jumped and jumped, and followed closely behind him, wearing a dark iron armor and carrying a big knife on his shoulder, looking around, Guan Ao, who was eager to try, Lu Qingguan, who had a delicate face but couldn't see with his eyes, and the ghosts and ghosts were worshipful, and he didn't even look at women, and just wanted to find a place to escape, Nie Honggu, who was covered with black veils on his face, and Xiao Qiao's junior sister, as well as more than forty disciples from Xiao Zhufeng, all walked out of the Eight Desolations Cloud Platform with solemn faces......

"It's Fang Yuan......"

"And that girl, are you finally willing to come out?"

Many Immortal Sect disciples noticed this scene, and they quickly shouted, they didn't see Fang Yuan before, but as soon as they saw Fang Yuan, the anger in their hearts couldn't stop rising, some even took back the attention that was focused on the monsters, they just looked at Fang Yuan deadly, not even those who hated Luo Feiling, most of the anger was directed towards Fang Yuan!

There was no other reason, after all, Fang Yuan was the true disciple of the Qingyang Sect.

In the eyes of many people, Luo Feiling was just his little follower, and of course that idea came up with Fang Yuan......

In the face of these countless eyes, Fang Yuan just took a deep breath, and then he couldn't see it, his gaze was just staring at the demon eagle that was like a black cloud in the air, and then slowly increased his mana, and nodded slowly......

"Okay, then let's make a move, send Brother Fang over!"

Guan Ao was the first to nod, tilted his neck and swallowed a pill, his eyes lit up.

Nie Honggu laughed beside her: "This time it's a ...... with sugar."

Guan Ao nodded and said, "It's delicious!"

As he said this, his eyes had turned blood-red, and the blue tendons on his forehead gradually appeared.

"Roaring ......"

He suddenly roared angrily, grabbed the broadsword in his hand, and strode towards the monster in front of him.

"Keep up with him!"

Xiao Qiao's junior sister immediately shouted, and the first sacrifice sword rushed forward.

"Boom......"

Behind her, all the disciples of Xiao Zhufeng ignored the ferocious and terrifying monster and followed closely behind Guan Ao one by one.

"Among all the immortal sects, probably our Xiaozhufeng is the weakest ......"

"But who guarantees that our weakest Xiao Zhufeng can't make the greatest contribution in this trial?"

At this moment, their eyes are fierce and decisive!

"Fang Yuan, you still have the face to come out, you blew up our Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace, do you ...... in your heart?"

At this time, there were already Xianmen disciples who rushed towards Fang Yuan angrily, looking extremely dissatisfied, but before they could finish speaking, Guan Ao had already rushed to them, roared and shouted "Get out", and then the big knife in his hand slashed out with a bang, he who had already refined the Garan grass, at this time, the power of this knife was ten times greater than before?

The knife slashed down, and it seemed that even the void had been split in two by him.

"Ah Ye, you still dare to hurt people......"

The Immortal Sect disciples who were blocking the way were taken aback, and they rolled out with a stream of urine.

Anyway, Guan Ao is still a little rational at this time, this knife is just to disperse them, and it has no intention of hurting people!

It's just that they who have escaped this knife, the anger in their hearts is only greater, and some people even directly sacrificed the magic weapon, and they wanted to come forward to fight hard, but soon, some people around them stopped them, and looked at the Xiaozhufeng disciples who rushed up with some shock in their eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Look at ......"

The strength of Xiao Zhufeng's disciples, in the eyes of most of the disciples of the Four Great Immortal Sects, seemed a little weak and ridiculous, they were simply a group of children, but at this moment, they suddenly found that these ridiculous young people, now with a desperate face on their faces, rushed straight to kill, and after passing them, the speed did not stop at all, and they went straight to the deepest part of the monster to kill.

"They...... Are you looking for death?"

Some people were stunned and stupid to themselves.

But at this time, Xiao Zhufeng's disciples didn't look like they were looking for death, but they were fierce and tight, and Guan Ao, who was wielding a big knife, became a mad dragon himself, and the big knife waved into a big windmill, twisting countless monsters in front of him into pieces, and then rushed forward step by step, while beside him, Xiao Zhufeng's disciples were tightly guarding the left and right, helping him resist the monsters coming from the side. The whole team was like a sharp sword, stabbing into the middle of this group of monsters, disrupting the situation.

Among this group of disciples, Fang Yuan, Lu Qingguan and the others just followed the crowd and did not make a move.

As they went deeper into the group of monsters, the greater the pressure they received, but they quickly rushed to the foot of a mountain peak while fighting like this, and then under the command of Lu Qingguan, they formed a large defensive formation on the spot to resist the attack of monsters.

"That's it, isn't it?"

Fang Yuan glanced at this mountain peak and asked in a low voice.

Lu Qingguan nodded and said, "If you talk about the surrounding terrain, this peak is the best!"

Fang Yuan turned his head to look at Hou Ghost who was trembling on the side: "Senior Brother Hou, can you talk about the monster's weakness again?"

Being among the monsters, the ghosts were terrified, and most of their souls were lost. A black face can actually see a little pale. Hearing Fang Yuan's words, the upper and lower teeth kept colliding, and he couldn't say a few complete words.

"Say it quickly, I'll tell you about family affairs when I get out......"

Luo Feiling jumped to Hou Gui'er's side and said with a very serious expression.

Hou Gui'er was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Is it good-looking?"

Luo Feiling shook his head: "It's ugly......"

Hou Gui'er breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm relieved!"

Saying that, he turned his head to look at Fang Yuan, and said like a bean: "No matter how big the demon bird is, it is also a bird, similar to a chicken, if you want to slaughter it, it is the best to cut the neck, and the third point under the neck is the most suitable for the knife, and then look at the body of this demon bird, although the strength of the wings is terrifying, but if you fly, it will be difficult, and the body rotates, it is also inconvenient, and there are optional places to have a back trick and a vertebral ......."

Fang Yuan listened quietly, and saw that it was similar to what he said last time, so he was slightly relieved, and said in a low voice: "Then send me up!"

When all the disciples of Xiaozhufeng heard this, their expressions were a little silent.

After a while, Senior Sister Xiao Qiao gritted her teeth and said, "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I wish you good luck!"

After saying that, she waved her long sleeves, and the flying sword had already flown in the air, and immediately someone sacrificed a purple seal, which was placed under the flying sword, and then everyone came out of their hands and added their own magic weapons or talismans.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I have a talisman, you can take it!"

The last one to speak was Wu Qing, who suddenly ripped off the jade talisman around her neck and wanted to hand it to Fang Yuan.

"No need!"

Fang Yuan shook his head, and Wu Qing's face suddenly darkened slightly.

"Take care of yourself!"

Fang Yuan spoke softly again, and then jumped up.

Wu Qing suddenly laughed, her teary eyes were a little hazy, she raised her head, and saw that Fang Yuan's figure that had jumped into the air was already slowly falling, and when he stepped on the flying sword above the purple light, he immediately urged his own mental method. The other Immortal Sect disciples were also doing the same, which made Fang Yuan's figure suddenly rise to the sky after slowly sinking......

"Huh!"

At this moment, his whole person was like a sword light, and in an instant, roaring above the nine heavens!