The big bird's two sharp claws quickly grabbed Qian Yang's chest, and he had nowhere to escape when he was falling.

Qian Yang's gaze became firm, and he reached out between the claws of the big bird with his left hand and decisively met it.

There was a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and one of the big bird's claws cut several blood grooves in his shoulder, and the other claw was about to grab his chest. At the same time, Qian Yang endured severe pain, and his left hand had firmly grasped the root of this claw.

"Get up!" Qian Yang roared, his left hand pulled hard, the big bird's figure fell sharply, Qian Yang took advantage of this power to rise up, narrowly avoided a claw on his chest, and then turned over and rode on the big bird's body. The big bird also stabilized its body, and its wings flapped and soared into the sky.

Qian Yang flew into the sky with the big bird, he pinched the trick with his right hand, and a spiritual fire blade took shape in front of him. Gritting his teeth, the fire blade did not cut down after all.

"It's all about playing with flying!" Qian Yang still had time to complain. If this fire blade is cut down, it is better to say that it can't be cut, but if it is a good cut for this bird, he will not be able to fall into a watermelon.

Qian Yang dispersed the spell, clasped the big bird's neck tightly with both hands, and let the bird fly up and down, swoop and stop suddenly, but he didn't let go, and of course he didn't dare to let go. He seemed to think of the bullfighting knight in his previous life, and the pilot who did aerobatics.

"It's so exciting!" The feeling of speeding brought Qian Yang a burst of excitement, and as for the trivial matter of grasping the big bird, there was no pressure on him.

The big bird tossed for a while, but did not shake off the burden on his body, slowly slowed down his speed, and glided in the dense fog high in the sky.

Qian Yang also relaxed, and had time to study this terrible bird. The bird is light brown in color, with nearly black at the top of the wings and gray under the wings. The mouth is yellow and huge, and the tail is short and wedge-shaped.

This is a sky-beating eagle, right? Qian Yang compared the picture of the spirit beast in his mind. It should be right, the Sky Eagle is a first-order intermediate spirit animal, mostly inhabiting dense jungles, heavy and lazy by nature, usually staying on tree stumps or branches for several hours, and likes to rob food from other birds of prey.

In this misty forest, there is not much interaction between flying creatures and monks. It's just that most of the people who come here to experience are Qi refining stage cultivators, and they have almost no air combat ability. Moreover, the air was full of fog and the vision was extremely poor, and the monks had been warned by their seniors before coming here not to rise into the sky.

Qian Yang was fortunate to have an addiction in this thick fog, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart. The pain in his left shoulder continued to come, Qian Yang grinned, the wound was very deep, the blood had not stopped, a faint feeling of dizziness hit, just now this toss, most of Qian Yang's body was stained red with blood, the eagle had no intention of stopping, if this wound was not treated, I am afraid that the light bleeding would kill him.

"Didn't you say that this eagle was lazy by nature, why didn't you go to sleep after flying for so long?" Qian Yang scolded. "What should I do next?" Qian Yang had the intention to take out a frisbee and run away, but if this eagle chased after him, or encountered other flying spirit beasts, it would be a dead end.

Qian Yang didn't dare to bet.

Suddenly, Qian Yang had an idea: "Maybe that's okay!"

Qian Yang endured the pain and took out a silver glittering ring from the Qiankun bag, which was the task item Imperial Spirit Ring that came with the mission "Bring Back a Beautiful Gray Bird" from the sect.

The Imperial Spirit Ring is a kind of magic weapon that specifically restricts spirit beasts, and there are various grades of them, corresponding to different levels of spirit beasts. Once the spirit beast is restrained by the spirit ring, it will lose its ability to act, and it will be given what it wants. However, this Imperial Spirit Ring is specially prepared by the sect to catch the gray bird, the gray bird is a first-order low-level spirit beast, and this imperial spirit ring is naturally also a low-level magic weapon, and now I don't know what the effect will be when I encounter this intermediate sky-fighting eagle.

It won't get worse than it is now.

As soon as Qian Yang pinched the magic trick, the spirit ring was full of light, and it was directly set on the neck of the eagle, and the eagle was a spirit, only to feel that the neck was tight, and the spiritual power in the body was quickly lost, and the flight altitude dropped instantly.

"Wow!"

The Sky Eagle was frightened, it had never experienced such an experience in its life, and in fright, it hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power in its body, roared, and waved its wings.

As Eagle Er struggled, the light of the Imperial Spirit Ring dimmed instantly, and the effect of suppressing spiritual power immediately weakened. After all, the level is not enough, and this spirit ring is obviously a little unsupportive in the face of the resistance of the eagle, but since it has been put on the neck of the eagle, it has already taken the lead.

The Sky Eagle felt that with his own strength, the annoying silver ring was actually very effective, and he was overjoyed, and waved his wings vigorously to rise again. But when it just breathed a sigh of relief, the light of the silver ring lit up again, and the feeling of power loss came again, and as a last resort, it had to continue to wrestle with the spirit ring.

In this way, the eagle was forced by the flickering spirit ring on his neck to keep exerting his strength, carrying Qian Yang like a galloping wind and flying at full speed in a certain direction.

The sky was dark and bright, and the long-term blood loss had already made Qian Yang's spirit begin to be in a trance, and he was about to run out of oil and dry up. And that eagle is not much better, although it is not as bloody as Qian Yang, but it is almost out of strength because of the torture of the imperial spirit ring.

This is a competition of perseverance and endurance, if Qian Yang initially had the idea of luck, thinking that if he couldn't control this flying eagle, he would have to take a frisbee away, thinking that the eagle who was suppressed by the spirit ring should not turn back to chase him, as long as he was not encountered by other flying monsters that happened to pass by, he could get out of danger safely.

But after a period of tug-of-war, the eagle almost collapsed several times, and the perseverance of waving its wings tenaciously aroused Qian Yang's stubbornness hidden in the depths of his heart, and the passion of blood and fire was also buried in the heart of the warm youth!

"I still don't believe that I can't survive you flat-haired brute!" Qian Yang was ruthless, gritting his teeth, and spending a night with this sky-beating eagle.

The eagle finally couldn't hold it anymore, and with a wail, his wings stopped waving, and he drew a parabola in the air, and fell down sharply. Qian Yang, who was in a semi-comatose state, tightly hugged the neck of the skyscraping eagle with one hand, and stretched out the Qiankun bag with difficulty with the other hand.

Fall! Fall like a meteor!

Qian Yang finally activated the frisbee, let go of the arm holding the sky-fluttering eagle, and the whole person pressed on the frisbee, and was about to run away. At this time, one person and one eagle were almost close to the ground, and the shadow of death loomed over him, and the instinct for survival woke up the eagle.

"Ahh

A chirping sound that did not resemble a bird at all came from the throat of the fluttering eagle, and then flapped its wings frantically like a flashback, miraculously stopping the momentum of the fall at the moment when it was about to smash to the ground. At this time, the silver ring around its neck also seemed to have launched a last fight, and it actually released a flood of brilliance.

"Wow!"

The chirping sound finally came out of the mouth of the Sky Fluttering Eagle, and its eyes burst into boundless brilliance, and its whole body shook violently.

The silver light emitted by the Imperial Spirit Ring suddenly shone with colorful brilliance, but it could no longer withstand the pressure brought by the carving.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the Imperial Spirit Ring exploded into debris in the sky, and Qian Yang didn't have time to dodge, and was thrown aside by the surging air waves. The Sky Eagle also lost all consciousness after breaking free from its restraints. The force of the explosion of the Imperial Spirit Ring was slammed to the ground, and he was motionless.