On the top of the heavy mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, several loud howls resounded in the sky.

From a distance, several flying spirit beasts surrounded by wind and clouds shuttled and whirled in the lofty mountains, sometimes flying high and supporting the clouds straight up, sometimes flying low and diving down sharply.

A white bird led the team, and on its back a woman in red stood sassy, holding a long whip in her hand, her long hair flying in the wind, and a smile on her face.

In front of it, a cyan flying shadow swept quickly, and the woman's long whip flew in the air, and a strong wind broke through the air, and the strength of the air was wrapped in majestic spiritual power and galloped away, seeing that it was about to hit the cyan flying shadow.

The cyan Flying Shadow sensed it slightly, and let out a high-pitched scream, which was sharp and piercing. The flying beasts behind him were disturbed by its sound waves, and they stagnated in the air and swirled for an instant.

The last flying lion was undisturbed and took advantage of the opportunity to fly over. A baby-faced knife-carrying monk on the back of the lion smirked and winked at the overtaken man.

"Hahaha, I'll go first!!"

The lion roared through the mountain, as if expressing its pride beyond its companions.

"I'll you, but I'm overtaken by that little friar. The young monk with a longbow in one hand was in a hurry, and with his left hand he controlled the flying mount under him to move forward rapidly, threatening to defeat the young monk who had just been proud.

And the several flying spirit beasts beside him who were stunned also set sail again under the control of their masters, soaring through the clouds and fog and going with the wind, but in a moment they narrowed the distance with the little monk.

The pursued cyan flying shadow kept moving, a pair of slender wings suddenly came together, and the whole body rushed down like an arrow from the string, and the slender figure quickly fell into the narrow mountain stream.

A narrow, gentle river flows from the side of the stream, flanked by towering cliffs, and from a distance, the river looks like a water-colored blade splitting the stream in half.

The cyan shadow swooped down, turning sharply as it was about to plunge into the water, its taut body shooting through the water, and spun rapidly as it moved forward, splitting the gentle surface of the river into a winding waterway, scattering the fish in all directions.

There was another cry of joy, and the cyan shadow re-spread its wings in a whirl, and its wings cut through the water's surface, and the overlapping waves set off a huge wave that blocked the middle of the river.

The flying shadow flapped its long wings and swept the huge wave backwards, catching the chasing lion off guard. And it flew straight up with the impact of this breaking wave, and once again rushed into the sky.

The little monk on the back of the Lang Lion slashed horizontally, and the knife wind was fierce and heavy, breaking the huge wave in an instant. The speed of the Lang Lion was not hindered in the slightest, and with the four-legged kick, he used the wind as a cushion and the cliff wall as a fulcrum to fly towards the cyan flying shadow in front of him.

The cyan Flying Shadow thought that he was holding back the pursuers behind him, and was flapping his wings slowly and proudly. Unexpectedly, the human monk only broke through the huge wave in an instant, and instead flew towards it, which was really unexpected.

Its wings sped up, and with the help of the strength of the long wind, it swirled left and right in the air, trying to avoid the overwhelming pursuit.

But he didn't expect that the lion's flying pounce was just a trick, and the little monk behind the lion was the real protagonist.

The Friar suddenly shot out the moment the lion flew closest to the cyan shadow, and fluttered on the tail of the cyan shadow like a small missile.

The cyan Flying Shadow screamed in pain, and the high-pitched cry with a piercing sound wave shocked the little monk for a while, and it spread its wings and flew high, its body swaying from side to side, up and down, and even speeding around, trying to shake off the little monk who could not be dragged off its tail.

The little monk must have a certain mental strength, and he finally got rid of the terrible vertigo, and was shaken up in the rapid up and down left and right whirls of the cyan flying shadow, if he hadn't grasped it tightly, he was afraid that he would have been thrown out by this thing.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, Xiao Feng Nian, the master is here to save you!!"

A rampant smug laugh came from behind him, and Feng Nian looked at it in a daze, and it was actually the group of people who were left behind him to catch up, and the first one was still a lot of talk.

"Langshi!!stop them. ”

Feng Nian shouted, and the Lang Lion, who was dropped by him, suddenly heard the call of his master, and his wings and four feet flew in the air, and he hit the flying spirit beast of Ming Yan with a 'bang'.

Ming Yan didn't check for a while, but he was caught off guard and rushed directly from the back of the flying spirit beast. Finally stabilized his body in the air, and when he saw the initiator, he suddenly became angry.

"Okay, you little monk, you actually carried out a sneak attack!! Master will definitely make you look good today. ”

He leapt forward and jumped back onto the back of the flying spirit beast, and under his manipulation, the flying spirit beast quickly approached the little monk who was hanging on the tail of the cyan flying shadow.

Ming Yan set up the Ice Quenching Cold Moon Bow in his hand, and the spiritual power of his right hand turned into an arrow, aiming at the little ass of the little monk in front of him who was swaying in the wind.

With a 'bang', the aura ice arrow flew out and stabbed the little monk's buttocks. It's his own person anyway, and he won't kill him if he says it, and when the sword stabbed him in the ass, it was only the size of an embroidery needle.

But......

"Ahhh Feng Nian shuddered in pain, and almost covered his butt with his hand, if it weren't for the cyan flying shadow suddenly turning around and reminding him of his current situation, he would have almost let go.

"Hahaha, you're coming to bite me!"

Mingyan laughed proudly, and suddenly slapped him on the head, almost interrupting him who was laughing non-stop.

"It's not right to bully children~" Shu Shu gave him a flying slap and smiled. The flying spirit beast under the seat flashed by, obviously this slap was just to contain his speed.

Behind Shu Shu, Xue Ya rode a flying spirit beast and suddenly flashed, and the strong wind swept Ming Yan's face.

'Puff puff', Ming Yan spat vigorously, and he felt that bird feathers were in his mouth. The smugness on his face disappeared cleanly, and now he only wanted to cry without tears.

"I'll go, bully me for not having a master!!"

No matter how angry he roared in the back, Shu Shu and Xue Ya in front had already caught up with the cyan flying shadow. The little friar of the wind was still falling on the tail of the flying shadow, looking strange and dangerous, and always felt that he was about to be thrown down.

"Feng Nian, jump on its back!" Xue Ya, as the master, still couldn't bear to see the little apprentice being walked by the birds in such a shame, so he lent him strength to send him on the back of the flying shadow.

Feng Nian used the master's power to turn over and get on the back of the bird.

'Ah~ It feels so good to have your feet on the ground~'

Before he could sigh twice, the cyan Flying Shadow suddenly turned on the spiral flying mode, and was about to throw the nasty monk off his back.

This time, Xiao Feng Nian learned to be obedient, he quickly lay down, and the whole person was prostrate on the back of the bird, his legs were clamped very tightly, and he was absolutely not allowed to be thrown out.

He even waved the big knife with one free hand, oops, he was afraid that the bird would be destroyed and he switched to the back of the knife.

The cyan bird swirled in the air, it failed to shake the little monk down, not to mention, it had been subjected to the crit of the little monk's knife, and it didn't take long to be dizzy and dizzy, and the whole body, even the bird and the people were smashed to the bottom of the valley.

The force of the impact knocked down a large area of the trees in the valley, and the birds and beasts fled screaming, startled by the uninvited guest who fell from the sky.

Wind Nian pressed against the bird's back, burying its entire face in its feathers, and slowed down a lot of the impact with the help of the cyan bird's block. So when the cyan bird fell unconscious, he stood up and jumped twice on the bird's back.

It's a pity that this cyan bird is in a coma and is still being trampled and destroyed by this person's cultivation.

Several flying spirit beasts in the sky that were chasing behind resisted the wind, and they all stopped in this fairly wide canyon, and when the spirit beasts landed, they brought a burst of wind and clouds.

This peaceful and quiet valley seemed to suddenly blow a five-level wind, wave after wave, overturning many small animals hiding in the burrows.

"Master, I've got it!!"

The little monk jumped down from the back of the cyan bird and happily rushed towards his master, Xue Ya, wanting to show off his victory.

But he didn't expect a tingling pain in his buttocks, which made him stumble and almost eat shit.

"Hehehe..." Shu Shu let out a crisp laugh, it was really funny for the little monk to look like this.

"Sect Master Shu~" Xiao Fengnian was aggrieved, covering his ass and selling miserably there.

"Be careful!" Shu Shu's long whip quickly flung out, whipping down the cyan bird on the ground that was trying to counterattack.

Xue Ya then threw out a small collar and put it around the neck of the cyan bird, the moment the collar was put on it, it disappeared in an instant, as if it didn't exist at all, only the cyan bird lying there in a row of old tears knew that this thing was really fucking terrible.

"Xiao Nian, go and make a contract, this thing will be yours in the future. "Xue Ya and Shu Shu both respect the hard work of the little monk, this is what he worked hard to lie down, and it will be his exclusive mount in the future.

"Good!!" rejoiced, the little monk limped over despite the sting in his buttocks, and made a master-servant contract with the cyan bird.

The cyan bird lying on the ground and couldn't move: Forget it, accept your fate.

"Wow~ Xiao Feng Nian, I actually let you pick up a bargain. As soon as Ming Yan, who arrived at the end, saw that Fengnian had successfully formed a contract, he was jealous, envious, and sour......

"What is the meaning of picking up cheap, this is what I get by skill. If you have the ability, you can rob it~ slightly"

"You little ghost, your ass doesn't hurt, does it?"

Buttocks... Of course it hurts.

Feng Nian covered his little buttocks, for fear that he would shoot an arrow again: "Mingyan is a villain, you actually use this kind of trick." ”

"Hehe, what kind of tricks are not tricks, just use it~" Although Ming Yan didn't grab this Luan phoenix bird, he was worth it for Xiao Feng to think of pain for a while.

"It's too much, I'm going to sue Sister Mingyue, tonight's meal doesn't have your share. ”

Hehe, this ghost spirit, Mingyue, who has recently coaxed him, spoils him alone, and he really succeeds in suing, I'm afraid he can really succeed.

“......”

"Okay, I've run far enough to chase this Luan Phoenix Bird today, and if I don't go back, I won't even be able to drink the soup. ”

Shu Shule jumped on the back of the flying spirit beast and left the valley in three or two clicks.

Xue Ya touched Xiao Fengnian's head and sympathized with his little butt that was stabbed. jumped on the back of the spirit beast and chased Shu Shu in three or two.

"Slightly~" Feng Nian made a grimace at Ming Yan, holding Luan Fengniao in one hand and a knife in the other, jumped on the back of the Langshi and ran away.

"Hey~ This little ghost is getting more and more arrogant!"

Ming Yan hurriedly caught up, looking at the triumphant little Feng Nian in front of him, and the hand holding the bow was a little nervous.

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