The cave where everyone is located is located halfway up the mountain of the Black Wind Ridge, and there is a mountain rock platform with a radius of ten zhang outside the cave entrance.

Feng Wanyu stood on the edge of the platform and said gently: "All the people of the Condor tribe have listened! My tribe has been bullied for many years and has been forcibly seized of their homeland. Now, the son of the former Great Elder Feng Jiupeng, Feng Wanli, wants to lead us to drive away the robbers and recapture Xingyuan, are you willing?!"

The Condor clan is a descendant of the great gods, born psychic, and can understand human language. The more than 2,000 eagles in the valley raised their heads and let out a quackling sound, uneven, but they all seemed to be willing. Feng Wanyu's words were weak, and even Du Tianyou couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

Feng Wanyu was kind and wooden, and then he didn't know what to say, and he whispered slightly embarrassed at the moment: "Wanli, you can say a few words." ”

Feng Wanli bowed down and agreed, and stood forward with a sigh of relief, brown clothes and shoes, white hair fluttering, like a mortal god.

He looked at the Condor Clan in the Black Wind Ridge Valley, and each of the Golden Eagles seemed to be shocked by the light in his golden eyes, and they all straightened up involuntarily.

Suddenly, Feng Wanli opened his arms, opened his mouth, and let out a thick and distant howl, sad and majestic, endless, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, like a dragon chanting in the sea!

In the long whistle, the blood in Tan Yang's whole body seemed to be ignited, and he couldn't help but have a blood vein.

The earth-shattering howl of the wind made him feel a magnificent touch, a kind of pride of a man standing up to the sky!

In the long whistle, more than 2,000 golden-eyed eagles, including wind and rain, were also enthusiastic. Tears flowed for a long time, and they all looked up to the sky and roared. Each golden-eyed eagle seems to have returned to the heyday of the world.

The whistling stopped. Feng Wanli said in a deep voice: "Fathers and elders, brothers and sisters, we are the descendants of the bloodline of the primeval great divine wind, and in our veins, the blood of the wind is flowing, don't you say?!"

The eagles in the valley quacked in unison.

Feng Wanli rushed into the crown angrily, stretched out his right fist, and struck at the opposite peak!

I only heard a boom, the rocks cracked, the stumps flew sideways, and the dust and gravel were scattered. A hole of more than a dozen zhang in size collapsed on the mountain several thousand zhang away, like a lightning strike! The snow above the snow line fell one after another.

Feng Wanli roared frantically: "With this kind of strength, the old man is ashamed of you slaves! No wonder others use you as cattle and horses." If you lost dogs still have a little blood, shout to the old man, you are still not the descendants of the queen of the wind?!"

The eagles in the valley were excited, and they roared in unison: "Gah!"

The echoes in the valley rippled and endured.

Among them, there were more than a dozen young golden-eyed eagles, spreading their huge wings and flying, shooting into the air like crossbow arrows, and letting out a loud chirp.

Feng Wanli nodded in satisfaction. He lowered his voice and continued: "The old man is not here to save you when he comes back this time, there is no savior in this world, no matter who wants to be saved, he can only rely on himself! The old man is taking you to death. For the enemy has eighteen thousand, and we have only two thousand, and we are all old, weak, sick and disabled. What we're going to do is a moth to the fire, would you like it?"

The gods bowed their heads. There are only a few sporadic responses, and for many years the life of a submissive slave. has already worn out the consciousness of resistance of the vast majority of the clan, even including the wind and rain.

Tan Yang was secretly anxious, he didn't understand why this named master had dampened everyone's enthusiasm at a critical moment.

Feng Wanli was not angry, and continued: "However, even if we are sent to death, we must go! Because we are the descendants of the primeval great divine wind! Because we cannot let our ancestors continue to be disgraced! Because we have no choice!"

"You can survive by retreating, but you will always be a cheap slave;

As he spoke, Feng Wanli suddenly raised his voice and roared loudly: "We have already lost a qiē, why should we be stingy with a piece of blood? It is better to die than to live, it is better to fight with death! For the sake of the wind queen, kill! For the sake of Xingyuan, kill! For ourselves, kill!"

The words are open to gold and cracked stones, and the wind and clouds are agitated, like spring thunder rolling through the sky, rumbling.

Every thunderous killing word, like throwing a fire bomb into the valley, the group of eagles in the valley boiled, have flapped their wings and flew high, the group was excited, the wind Wanli said a killing word, all caused a carving sound, more and more loud, the ground shook the mountains.

Feng Wanli said in a loud voice: "Okay! Now those who are willing to die on the battlefield with the old man fly to the left, and those who are unwilling to fly to the right." ”

Hula There was a sound of wings breaking the wind, most of the golden-eyed eagles flew to the left, and there were only a dozen injured eagles left on the right, and one of them only had one wing left, staggering, but still moved to the right without hesitation.

Feng Wanli roared: "Come on, take the old man and bring those prisoners up!"

In a few moments, the Wind Shock Snow brothers brought the ten young disciples of the Eight Extremes Sword Sect to the platform, and at this moment, they had already been shocked to the point that their faces were as white as earth, and their souls were not possessed.

Feng Wanli grabbed one of the disciples and roared angrily: "He, play with us as pets, occupy our homes, rob our property, mutilate our people, and dissect our Neidan!

"Gah!"

The eagles were aroused by the blood feud for many years, and they all screamed in unison.

Feng Wanli grabbed the disciple's legs and slashed hard, the disciple's body was torn into two pieces, and the blood rained, and then with a wave of his hands, the two corpses flew into the air, and roared like thunder: "Kill!"

The golden-eyed eagles were originally carnivores, and the spewing of blood stimulated their primitive bloodthirsty wildness, and they screamed loudly and flew to tear and eat corpses.

The Feng Feng Xue brothers and even Feng Wanyu couldn't help it, they all learned from Feng Wanli's appearance, and each grabbed a disciple and tore it into two pieces in the same way, opening their intestines and breaking their stomachs, blood and rain splashed everywhere, and they roared in a shocking rage: "Kill! kill!"

The roar was mixed with the voice of an extremely excited teenager: "Kill! Chop them up!"

In the valley of the Black Wind Ridge, the group of eagles was completely stimulated by the wind and went crazy, and they were all stunned and murderous!

A killing intent that destroyed the world rose to the sky, thickly overflowing the entire valley, and the snow on the surrounding snow peaks fell in a torrent, flying sand and rocks, and even the mountain rocks made a cracking sound......

Kunxu Mountain. Xingyuan.

Xingyuan is a canyon abyss with a radius of more than 50 miles, surrounded by thousands of walls, and each mountain wall is flat, as if it was split by a sharp axe, like a round patio.

The rocks on the walls are dark red, as if they were made of whole rocks, and if you look closely, you will see that all the gaps in the rocks are seamlessly bridged by the molten magma. There are countless holes inlaid on the wall, like a huge fishing net, and there are some tall and red clotted trees on the rocks between the holes, and the crested nut trees are rooted in the rocks, and the branches and leaves are sparse in this cold winter wax moon, and there are scattered yellow flowers between the green branches and leaves.

In the sky of the abyss, the aura is rich. Monks in various costumes or riding magic weapons rainbow light or riding fairy birds and spirit beasts galloped back and forth, and some of them rode golden-eyed eagles.

It has been a close year, although the cultivation world emphasizes detachment from the red dust and does not pay attention to festival customs, but there are still some people who can't forget this annual Spring Festival, and the sporadic sound of firecrackers makes the entire Xingyuan also full of a bit of lively New Year's flavor.

At the bottom of the abyss, the terrain is flat, and the green grass is dotted with countless strange trees and flowers, apes, deer, foxes and rabbits are running, and Qingluan peacocks are soaring. In the center is a majestic and solemn hall wind harem, carved beams and painted buildings, golden palace Yao steps, like the Nine Heavens Emperor, auspicious light, thousands of clouds.

Outside the harem of the wind, surrounded by the green water lake canal that is several zhang wide, the cranes and fish swim in the canal, and the flowers and willows on the embankment are really a hole in the red dust, and there is no cold and depression in the outside world at all.

The sun shadow slanted to the west, and Feng Wanyu led more than 2,000 murderous golden-eyed eagle clansmen to quietly lurk on the peak on the north side of Xingyuan.

Feng Wanli led Zhong Tianshi, Wu Yan Zen Master, Feng Jingxue and other four brothers, as well as Tan Yang, Hu Meier and Zhong Hongying, were also hiding on the top of the south peak.

Zhong Tianshi whispered: "The abyss of Xingyuan is only fifty miles in radius, and Poor Dao has quietly used the array flag to set up the Tianling Sword Array here, which can be launched to cover the abyss at any time, except for those few old monsters above the Yuanxiang realm, Poor Dao guarantees that even a fly can't fly out." ”

Feng Wanli laughed and said: "Okay! The old man will rush to the first formation first! You will listen to my orders and then launch, the arrow is ready to fly, and you will not show mercy to your subordinates." ”

After speaking, his body shook, and he flew down to the middle of the abyss, his white hair fluttering, standing in the void, puffing up his breath and raising his voice, and said loudly: "Listen to all the Taoist friends in the abyss!

The sound of vicissitudes was mighty, like muffled thunder, and the peaks of the walls trembled.

As soon as the words fell, Xingyuan suddenly exploded, and a terrifying coercion and killing intent instantly filled the entire Xingyuan.

Almost everyone in the Xingyuan felt the incomparably majestic and powerful spiritual pressure coming from the air, and one by one, the qi and blood surged, and the disciples with low cultivation levels could not bear it even more, and they covered their ears one after another.

"Who's coming?"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Don't panic!"

For a while, from the ground, from the countless caves in the Xingyuan Mountain Wall, countless rainbow lights of various colors flew out. Soon, a large group of black and oppressive people gathered in the air halfway up the Xingyuan mountainside, men, women and children, tall, short, fat and thin, crowded with people, and swords.

An earth-shattering bloody battle is about to begin......

(To be continued......)