While he was in the middle of the battle, suddenly the golden giant eagle monster screamed, and shouted in a metallic voice: "Oh no!

Qi Feiyun hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Cheng Ziming riding on a white horse, and he had already rushed to a position that was only a hundred steps away from the Qixian Banner. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain!" Qi Feiyun was furious, he no longer thought about how to save spiritual power, and suddenly pulled out the spiritual sword behind him, "Huh, hey" Two swords were swung out one after another, and the purple thunder dragon's eyes closed, and his body collapsed abruptly, turning into a puff of green smoke and dissipating into the air.

At the same time, the spiritual light on the two silver ice dragons suddenly dimmed, and the soul bodies immediately became much more transparent.

Qi Feiyun didn't want to fight, patted the back of the giant eagle's neck, and said hurriedly: "Go to the Qixian Banner on the siege tower!" After speaking, he jumped down from the giant eagle's back in a hurry, stepped on the spirit sword, and galloped towards Cheng Ziming like lightning.

The two Qingluan, one wing, one left and one right, chased the flying clouds and rushed down the clouds.

The golden giant eagle's wings shook violently, and it flew in the opposite direction of the Prayer Flying Cloud, and flew towards the direction of the Prayer Immortal Banner of the Fortress Tower. The two ice dragons flicked their tails and chased after them with their weak bodies.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and cold winds. The golden eagle flew with great resistance, and the ice dragon shuttled freely through the clouds, and soon caught up with the giant eagle, and the double dragon shook its head and tail, and hail gushed out from its mouth, smashing on the giant eagle.

The giant eagle let out a strange cry, its body suddenly tilted, and it fell from the air, and its golden feathers were covered with ice slag, looking a little embarrassed. The giant eagle looked at the silver wyvern angrily, and suddenly let out a sharp chirp, and then its wings suddenly fanned out a gust of wind towards the second dragon. Then he flapped his wings and flew forward, claws forward, and slammed into the body of the silver dragon.

The two ice dragons were soul beasts sealed in talismans, acting only on orders, and had no spiritual wisdom themselves. In terms of adaptability and urgency, it is naturally inferior to a creature with intelligence like the giant eagle.

In the face of the incoming wind, Erlong did not dodge or dodge, but still rushed forward, and was blown backwards by the wind.

The giant eagle flew in immediately, a pair of sharp claws flashing with cold light, and slammed into the huge dragon's body. The body of the captured ice dragon twitched a few times, and suddenly it became transparent, and finally turned into a rub of ice crystals and scattered them into the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, while the giant eagle stretched out to attack, another ice dragon suddenly flicked its tail, and the huge dragon body "banged" into the giant eagle. The golden feathers snapped countless times in an instant, and flew out like hidden weapons, falling to the ground under the drive of the cold wind.

Although the giant eagle was injured, the ice dragon that flicked its tail suddenly shrank its whole body, and its body quickly became transparent. It turned out that just now was the last blow from this dragon, and it consumed all the power of the divine soul in its body, and it had reached the end of running out of oil and lamp. The ice dragon flicked its head and tail twice, and suddenly collapsed into large ice crystals and fell from the sky.

The giant eagle was knocked into the air and rolled twice, flapping its wings and shaking its head, stabilizing its body again. It swept sharply towards the city tower with a pair of eagle eyes, found the right direction, and swooped down again towards the Immortal Prayer Banner.

The leopard stood in front of the Prayer Immortal Flag, and the fur of its whole body floated slightly under the gloomy sky, which made it even more majestic. Its eyes widened, and it looked out at the battle in the air. When he saw the giant eagle being knocked out sideways, his eyes were shining with excitement, and the hairs on his ears stood up. It's a pity that in the blink of an eye, the two ice dragons quickly disappeared in the air, and the giant eagle also swooped down and came straight to the Immortal Banner.

"Oh, you stupid bird dare to provoke, look how King Ben cleans you up!" The leopard's eyes widened, and all the hard hairs on his body exploded, and he looked like he was full of size. It was on its waist, its bow ready to pounce, and its round eyes stared intently at the swooping golden eagle, and the murderous intent in its golden pupils became heavier and heavier.

At the same time, Cheng Ziming rode on the cloud-stepping horse, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the Prayer Immortal Banner in the south. Suddenly, the cold light shone in the afterglow, and I saw the Prayer Cloud Imperial Sword flying, like a meteor, flying towards the direction of the Prayer Immortal Banner.

If you want to get in the way, no way!

Cheng Ziming thought to himself, and at the same time, the spiritual light in his hand shone brightly, and he stimulated a "light talisman" and a "rush talisman" one after another.

The cyan aura flickered, and the speed of the cloud-stepping horse immediately tripled, like a white lightning bolt, galloping across the battlefield.

In a moment, he was only ten steps away from the Prayer Immortal Banner, and at this time, Qi Feiyun was also like a meteor, falling quickly in front of the Prayer Immortal Banner.

The two of them were like two galloping feather arrows, rushing towards the same bull's-eye.

It's about to intersect. Cheng Ziming suddenly slapped the back of "Ah Yi" on the horse, and the cloud-stepping horse immediately neighed tacitly, and with the momentum of running, he suddenly jumped into the air. When the white horse was in the air, Cheng Ziming left the saddle with his feet and stepped on the horse's back. At the same time, the cold light flashed, and there was an extra long sword full of spiritual light in his hand.

Seeing the timing, just as the cloud-stepping horse jumped to the highest point, Cheng Ziming jumped up suddenly, holding the spirit sword, and stabbed at Qi Feiyun from the bottom up.

At the same time, under the urging of Cheng Ziming's mind, the two Qingluan suddenly fanned their wings violently, speeding up to catch up with Qi Feiyun, flapping their wings on the left and right respectively, and slapping towards Qi Feiyun fiercely.

Qingluan on the left and right sides attacked, and the falling striker came with Cheng Ziming with a sword. Qi Feiyun did not show the slightest hint of panic on his face. He jerked down, then tilted his body and fell sideways from the spirit sword. After that, one hand was stretched forward, and the spirit sword automatically flew into his hand.

Qi Feiyun was in the air, holding the sword in one hand, and then it spun, bringing out a cold sword light.

The two Qingluan were hit by the spirit sword, and their bodies shook suddenly, like balloons leaking, and countless streams of fresh wind poured out of their bodies. In an instant, the breeze was exhausted, and the bodies of the two Qingluan were like reflections in the water, and they wrinkled as soon as the wind blew and dissipated without a trace.

With a sword stroke, Qi Feiyun shrank lightly in the air, and then did a somersault, turning his body right. He raised his sword and slashed straight at Cheng Ziming.

Cheng Ziming was in the air, and he couldn't hide at all. He suddenly stepped hard with his feet in the air, performing the "Wind Stepping Technique". His body paused in the air, then adjusted his body, and the spirit sword in his hand swirled, holding it in his hand. At the same time, he raised his wrist, revealing a round wooden spirit shield in front of him.

The Prayer Flying Cloud Spirit Sword flashed with a ruthless cold light, and instantly slashed on the log shield.

With this sword, Qi Feiyun used all the strength of his body, almost exhausting the spiritual power in his body. At this critical moment, he had clearly made a move. I just want to use this full force to slash the local tyrants who are in the way out.

This sword slammed into the log shield, and Cheng Ziming only felt the spiritual power in his body flowing rapidly. This Lington was like a sponge, almost sucking out all the spiritual power in his body.

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