"Cao Sheng, if we hold this wave, rescues of other interests will come one after another, after all, the Baxia Star Region is the front line, and it must be saved. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info If we are crotch here, other interests are not comfortable. ”

At present, the layout of the three polar regions and the seven star regions has continued for many years, during which there have been countless frictions, and the battles between demon beasts and immortal cultivators have continued, with a large number of casualties, but the boundary line has never moved.

Now, the civil war between the Jiaolong Clan and the True Dragon Clan has triggered a frenzy of demon beasts migrating outward, and this news has spread throughout the three polar regions and the seven star regions.

The immortal cultivators knew that these demon beasts seemed to be menacing, but they were actually rootless trees, because the immortal beast race was busy with civil war and would not support their actions.

In the final analysis, what immortal cultivators are most afraid of is always the more than forty races on the immortal beast lineage, if the immortal beasts don't come out, no matter how many demon beasts come, it is just a trivial matter.

The terrain of the four southwest regions is special, belonging to the buffer zone between immortal cultivators and immortal beasts, although it is usually inconspicuous, but it is very important to the great world of immortal cultivation, if it is lost from here, the other originally complete polar regions and star regions will become the front line facing the attack of demon beasts.

It is reasonable to be reasonable, it is impossible for the star region to fight for its strength, resist the endless stream of demon beast races, and make wedding clothes for other star regions.

Therefore, Cao Sheng and the others secretly discussed, the first is not non-resistance, because the foreign enemy has already reached the doorstep, and in order to dominate the dignity of the star region, they cannot retreat without a fight.

However, there really came a day when the power of the demon beasts exceeded the capacity of the Baxia Star Zone, and several second-rate dojos could only pack up their belongings, withdraw from the Baxia Star Zone, and go to other places to settle down.

The Wind Catching Eagle camp opposite, this huge flying demon beast, although it is far away from each other, the nearest is dozens of miles, but because the Wind Catching Eagle is too huge, from a distance, it actually covers the vast void impenetrable.

Behind the Wind Catcher Eagle, there are even all kinds of edible demon beasts, as well as beast slaves grazing demon beasts, it is obvious that this group has brought all the belongings out, and it is definitely not a matter of grabbing a handful and leaving.

"Goo, kill all these humans and seize their territory, so that we can have a way to live. ”

"Yes, the two great clans of Jiaolong and True Dragon fought, and in the end, it was our weak demon beasts who suffered, and those demon beast groups that had the existence of the catastrophe were exterminated by more than a dozen. We don't get involved in the affairs of the fairy beasts, we must find a way out for the race. ”

The Wind Catcher Eagle Patriarch was quietly levitating, his wings tucked around his waist, and if he spread his wings, he could accommodate all the clansmen.

The rest of the wind catchers all looked at the respected patriarch, and along the way, they felt more and more the impact of the war, and the weak race could not survive at all, and was destroyed by countless enemies.

Now, only the territory of human beings is the safest, and the most powerful monsters are still their own kind, and in their eyes, human beings are the least threatening.

"Patriarch, give the order!"

The huge body of the Wind Catcher Patriarch, even if it was motionless, brought great power to both the enemy and the enemy, and after a long time, it spoke.

"Call the kids up. ”

Under the order of the Wind Catching Eagle Patriarch, the huge dark clouds behind him moved, and the roar formed by the sound of flapping wings made Cao Sheng and the others on the opposite side look shocked, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Cao Sheng and the other four field masters, the first to find the wind catching eagle patriarch, to deal with the demon beast group, the most effective is to capture the thief and capture the king first.

Don't look at the demon beasts that are not afraid of death, they will not retreat no matter how much they kill, as long as the leader who takes the lead is killed, all the fierce courage will disappear, and they will escape faster than they came.

Cao Sheng held a piece of dry bone, this is the treasure at the bottom of the Willow Leaf Dojo, it is the most famous Tongtian Spirit Treasure in the Baxia Star Region, it is rumored that it was left by a powerful demon beast, and it was obtained by the Willow Leaf Dojo, and a lot of resources and manpower were invested in refining it from generation to generation, and finally a Tongtian Spirit Treasure was achieved.

The owner of this dry bone is a lone demon beast, which does not belong to any race, but its strength is stronger than the true dragon patriarch at that time, and after death, the essence of his body is condensed in the dry bones.

The Willow Leaf Dojo obtained the dry bones, but despite all the strength, they could not change the shape of the dry bones, and in the end they had to retain their original appearance.

Cao Sheng himself is in the late stage of Mahayana, holding the Tongtian Spirit Treasure, even a monk who has just entered the Tribulation can compete, even if it is a demon beast with extraordinary talent, he can also fight.

The rest of Gu Xianfeng and others played a role in encircling and catching wind carvings.

Wind catchers can generate wind on the ground, and their speed is incredible, often turning into a black shadow as soon as their wings are raised, so that the enemy cannot catch the trace.

This flying demon beast is the trickiest, even if it can be defeated, but because it is too fast, there is no time to make up the sword, and it is difficult to kill.

Therefore, to deal with the patriarch of the Wind Catching Eagle, Cao Sheng agreed in advance that he would ask Gu Xianfeng, Zhao Tu and Li Mei to go together, and as for Peng Chongjia, he would sit on other battlefields and lead the remaining Mahayana monks to deal with the remaining Mahayana-level Wind Catching Eagles.

The dry bones waved violently, and the gray turbidity waves rolled up on the flat ground, and several wind-catching eagles on both sides could not dodge, and were blown by the turbidity waves, and after a few screams, only a few pieces of feathers were left that circled and fell.

Seeing this, the patriarch of the Wind Catching Eagle changed his expression greatly, his wings stretched out violently, and then hit the center hard, and the wind rose, washing and blowing the turbid waves, and he was frozen for a while.

"Hahaha!"

Half of Peng Chongjia's body was covered in blood, and he rushed into the eagle group, and his big hand lightning stretched out, pulling half of the body of a wind-catching eagle.

This wind-catching eagle is young and strong, and also has the strength of the early Mahayana stage, with iron feathers clanging, the edge is as sharp as a knife, and with a wave of its wings, it can cut tens of thousands of people into pieces.

However, Peng Chongjia grabbed it with one hand, and the wind catcher was numb all over his body, repeatedly agitated the strength of his muscles and bones, and let out a sharp howl from his mouth, summoning his companions around him to come to the rescue.

"Hehe, die!"

Peng Chongjia stretched out his other hand, grabbed the remaining half of the wind catcher's body, and then exhaled with both arms.

Blood was sprinkled in the sky, the wind catching eagle was divided into two, and the blood was splashed down like a rainstorm, and Peng Chongjia came to another baptism.

"Dare to kill my brother, do it quickly, kill this human. ”

There were four or five Mahayana wind catchers flying around, and when they saw Peng Chongjia hurting the killer, his eyes were blood-red, his wings fluttered, and a sharp hurricane blew out.

The Mahayana-level wind catching eagle emits a hurricane that can scrape off the skin and flesh of an immortal cultivator of the same level, and even the bones will be blown into powder.

Peng Chongjia did not move or retreat, he smiled, straightened his chest and faced four or five hurricanes, and withstood this wave of attacks without moving.

There were bursts of muffled sounds, like blunt knives cutting cowhides, and those deadly hurricanes fell on Peng Chongjia's body, leaving not even a single white mark.

"Whew!"

Peng Chongjia's eyes widened, his chest rose and fell in an instant, a loud roar resounded through the four fields, and the hurricane blowing from the wind catcher was shocked and disappeared.

The sound wave spread out, and the brunt of it was four or five wind-catching eagles that surrounded it, and several huge flying demon beasts seemed to be drunk, swaying and slashing their wings, trying their best to maintain their balance.