A pale cyan aura suddenly lit up in the air, and Cheng Ziming hugged the golden giant eagle tightly, surrounded by spiritual light, and had already activated the Wind Treading Technique to the limit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Eventually, the speed of the descent slowed down, but the ground was getting closer.

Under the surprised gaze of Qi Feiyun and the Wen sisters, Cheng Ziming and the golden giant eagle "banged" into the sand dunes, splashing a burst of sand fog in the sky.

Before the dust and sand dissipated, Cheng Ziming sat up staggeredly, patted the golden giant eagle under him, and said, "Fellow Daoist, it's okay." ”

The golden giant eagle flapped its wings and coughed up a burst of sand and dust before it said in a sharp voice: "Ahem, I fell to death this heavenly king." ”

Cheng Ziming got up from the big eagle and helped the golden giant eagle up together with Qi Feiyun, who rushed over.

He looked at the sand pit that had been smashed out on the ground, and he was afraid for a while: fortunately, the eagle was on top of the lower person when he landed, and if the person was on the lower eagle, he would be pressed by this big bird, but it was enough to choke.

Fortunately, at the last moment, the golden giant eagle woke up from its coma, but fortunately, before landing, Cheng Ziming used all his spiritual power to launch the wind treading technique, which reduced the strength of the fall a lot, otherwise, whether it was an eagle or a human, falling from such a high sky, it would definitely be either dead or disabled.

Fortunately, there is no danger now, and Cheng Ziming also breathed a long sigh of relief, and joked: "Daoyou is an eagle, not a chicken, how could he suddenly 'fall into a chicken'?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?" The golden giant eagle was a metallic spirit bird, its body was unusually strong, and it quickly eased up, it rubbed its hooked beak with its wings, and asked strangely: "What happened? This Heavenly King flew and flew as if he had hit a wall? Then he fainted, and when he woke up, he found that the earth was coming towards him, and he was scared to death." ”

Cheng Ziming groaned slightly, and said: "I had an ominous premonition before, and Daoist friends still didn't believe it! Alas. ”

The golden giant eagle hurriedly said: "Believe it, believe it, believe it, can't you believe it?" You are really a lucky star with good luck, if it weren't for Daoist friends to go to heaven with you this time, this Heavenly King would definitely fall to death." It's just that everything was fine in heaven at that time, and there was nothing wrong with it, how could it be-ah!"

The eagle let out a frightened scream, and jumped to its feet and cried, "My hair!

Cheng Ziming was stunned for a moment, his face was a little embarrassed, where did the eagle feather go, he knew best in his heart, didn't he let him pull it off? This bird is so nervous about its feathers, it won't be mad because of it.

He hurriedly diverted the topic and said: "At that time, the air flow in the sky was stable, and it was not that it encountered a wind belt, but it was really like suddenly hitting a transparent wall. ”

"Transparent wall!how is this possible?" Qi Feiyun was even more surprised, and he said, "I have grown up in the sect since I was a child, and I have seen countless anecdotes about the wild history of the immortal cultivation world, I have heard of the fierce Gangfeng belt, and I have also heard of the sharp spatial cracks, but the transparent wall in the sky has never been seen in any immortal cultivation classics. ”

The golden giant eagle stared at the tips of its wings, tears in its eyes: "My hair!"

Cheng Ziming hurriedly continued: "To be exact, it should be a transparent ceiling in the air. I felt it so really, I felt like I was suddenly jumping up in a cave and hitting the top of the cave. The transparent ceiling, just in the sky, was as transparent as crystal, and before it hit, it was not noticed at all. ”

The golden eagle's tears dripped down and fell on the sand, quickly dried, and it cried, "My poor feather!"

The leopard stepped forward, looked at it carefully, and said, "Sure enough, it's an iron rooster, crying like this with a few hairs." ”

Qi Feiyun patted the wings of the golden giant eagle comfortingly, and said, "Fortunately, Cheng Daoyou went with you, otherwise it wouldn't be a matter of losing a few hairs." Fortunately, everyone is safe, and they have also explored the strangeness of this world, why don't you go to the sky again, and study the transparent ceiling?"

"Huh?" shouted the golden eagle with another tear falling on its feathers, "going again?"

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A moment later, the golden giant eagle that had lost half of its winged feathers came to the sky again, only this time, Qi Feiyun also appeared on the eagle's back. The eagle's wings were missing feathers, but there was an extra person on its back, and it became more and more difficult to fly.

With great effort, the golden eagle finally passed through the thin clouds and reached the sky above the clouds.

Suddenly, Cheng Ziming once again had that creepy sense of crisis, and he hurriedly warned him: "Be careful, it's above your head." ”

Qi Feiyun drew his sword and instructed the golden giant eagle: "Atai, you are on guard below, and if the situation is not good, you can meet us below." ”

After speaking, Qi Feiyun sent the spirit sword forward, and the spirit sword flew out, circled in the air, and returned to Qi Feiyun's feet.

Qi Feiyun stepped onto the spirit sword and said to Cheng Ziming: "Please also ask Daoist friends to move and go up together to take a look." ”

Cheng Ziming looked at the spirit sword at Qi Feiyun's feet, and saw that the sword body was only two fingers wide, and stepping on it was probably not more secure than walking a tightrope. And under the spirit sword, through the thin clouds, you can see the undulating desert, fist-sized sand dunes, and figures the size of sesame seeds. If you fall, I'm afraid it will be a catastrophe.

He looked away from below, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the spirit sword.

Qi Feiyun flicked his sleeves lightly, and the spirit sword had a spirit in his heart, and slowly rose upwards steadily.

Cheng Ziming only felt the whirring wind in his ears, and after standing on the spirit sword for a few breaths, his feet began to go numb. It can be seen that flying with Edgeworth is a chore, and he secretly made up his mind in his heart that after he goes back, he must redouble his efforts to cultivate, improve his cultivation as soon as possible, build a foundation as soon as possible, and use his own sword to fly as soon as possible, so that he doesn't have to ride someone else's spirit sword so embarrassingly.

Slowly, the spirit sword flew to a position ten stories higher than the clouds, and Cheng Ziming suddenly felt something, and reminded loudly: "It's just above." ”

Qi Feiyun's heart moved, and the speed of the spirit sword rising even slower, and finally slowly stopped.

The two of them stabilized their bodies on the spirit sword and looked up into the sky.

I saw a dazzling sun hanging in the blue and high sky, and the sun shone directly under the eyes, and everything in the sky could be seen clearly, except for the transparent ceiling.

"Is it invisible, or is there nothing?" Cheng Ziming wondered, maybe the smallpox was not connected, maybe the place they came to this time was not covered by smallpox, but where did that restless feeling come from. It stands to reason that last time there was a physical induction alarm, and the transparent ceiling was discovered, and it should not be wrong this time.

Thinking of this, he raised his hands and touched the top of his head. Halfway through his arm, he suddenly stopped.

Cheng Ziming clearly touched a wall, a wall across the sky, transparent like air, but as solid as an iron plate, buckled high in the air like a pot lid.