Drunk Immortal Gourd

After several fierce battles in a row, not to mention the physical exertion, most of the red-feathered eagle's feathers were cut off. It was extremely difficult to fly, and now it was flying up and down with a person, even a second-level monster. No. Red Feather Eagle kept tossing the stick of incense for a long time, until he was so tired that his eyes were filled with stars, but he still did not throw Qingyang away.

At the end, the red-feathered eagle was so angry that it actually circled in the air and then crashed directly into the mountain wall, hoping to use the force of the impact to knock Qingyang down.

This move was too harsh, and it was a plan to hurt both sides, but Qingyang was not afraid, and took advantage of the situation to move his body back a little. When the red-feathered eagle hit the mountain wall, he grabbed the feathers and hid behind the red-feathered eagle. behind.

There was a loud bang, and the red-feathered eagle's huge body hit the mountain wall directly. The impact was so strong that it seemed that the entire stone peak shook several times, and countless rocks fell. Qingyang and Red Feather Eagle hugged each other, so he was naturally not immune. However, with the huge flesh pad of Red Feather Eagle in front of him, it did no harm to his body, but he was just a little dizzy.

Qingyang is like this, how could the red-feathered eagle that directly hit Shi Feng survive? This time he was knocked unconscious, and then he fell towards the ground as soon as his wings closed. Beasts are beasts after all, and they have no idea what will happen to them after this impact. Not to mention the impact just now, now they have fallen from a height of thirty to forty feet, and even if they don't die, they will be seriously injured.

Qingyang didn't dare to fall with the red-feathered eagle. There were many dangers in the Chaos Demon Valley. It would be troublesome if he fell and got injured. Before the red-feathered eagle fell, he kicked hard on the red-feathered eagle. Using this force, his body rushed to the mountain wall. At the same time, he thrust the dagger in his hand into the mountain wall to stop himself from falling. .

The impact just now was so hard that Red Feather Eagle fainted completely, and his body fell downwards involuntarily. Later, Qingyang borrowed his strength, and the falling speed became faster. After a distance of thirty to forty feet, he fell to the bottom of the mountain in the blink of an eye. With a loud bang, a hole was made on the ground, and countless smoke and dust were thrown up. It seemed to be no lighter than the fall on the mountain wall just now.

Qingyang grabbed the dagger with one hand and hung his whole body in the air. Looking at the red-feathered eagle that fell at the foot of the mountain, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart. He didn't know how the red-feathered eagle fell. Anyway, he felt sorry for him when he saw it. He was panicking in pain. Even if Red Feather Eagle didn't fall to death, he would be seriously injured. Anyway, it wouldn't pose much of a threat to him. Qingyang was filled with fear. Fortunately, he reacted in time. Otherwise, wouldn't he have the same encounter as Red Feather Eagle?

The red-feathered eagle fell to the ground and will not wake up in a short time. While he can't interfere with him now, it is better to go to the top of the stone peak to see if the bag beast has been eaten. After searching the red-feathered eagle's nest, , it’s not too late to come down and deal with the red-feathered eagle.

Thinking of this, Qingyang put a little force on his arm, swung his whole body upward, and stood towards the dagger. At this moment, a sudden change occurred. There was only a clang sound, and a strong wind rushed straight to the back of Qingyang's head from a distance. The speed was indescribable, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill himself.

Qingyang was shocked. He had just defeated the Red Feather Eagle. Qingyang thought that nothing nearby would pose a threat to him. In addition, the fierce battle just now consumed him too much energy and spiritual energy, so he I was a little relaxed, and I didn't expect someone to attack me at this time.

Is there another red-feathered eagle hiding above? Or maybe there are other enemies ambushing nearby, Qingyang has no time to think about it. Saving his own life is the most important thing at this time, but others have nowhere to rely on in mid-air, so he can only slap a palm towards the stone wall in front of him. , using this strength, his body dodged to the side, avoiding the strong wind that sneaked up on the back of his head.

As soon as Qingyang finished his movements, the strong wind hit the mountain wall close to his head. Only then did Qingyang see clearly that the strong wind that sneaked up on him turned out to be a spiritual arrow, and only monks had spiritual arrows. Being able to use it, it goes without saying that the one who sneak attacks on you must be a monk.

The spiritual arrow hit the mountain wall and went straight into the handle, stirring up countless gravels. The force was so powerful that people were shocked. If he hadn't avoided it quickly, he might have been shot to death directly. The opponent was obviously planning to kill him. There is no room left between oneself and the place of death.

The dodge was too hasty just now. Qingyang didn't have time to grab the dagger inserted into the mountain wall. He had nowhere to use his strength and fell involuntarily. He was thirty to forty feet away. If he fell like this, he would definitely be injured. If it were at other times, it wouldn't be a big deal to be injured, just take it easy, but that's not possible now, because there are still enemies lurking around. If you are injured and your strength is greatly reduced, wouldn't you become a piece of fish on the chopping board?

Qingyang quickly put his palms against the mountain wall and used his whole body's energy to suck in the mountain wall, trying to forcibly stop his body from falling. Obviously, the enemy lurking next to him would not let him succeed easily. Before he could finish his move, another arrow came.

At this time, the Qingyang people had nowhere to borrow strength in mid-air. It was difficult to stick to the mountain wall, let alone avoid any spiritual arrows. However, seeing that the spiritual arrows were about to hit themselves, it was impossible not to avoid them. Considering the injuries sustained from being shot by spiritual arrows, a fall was nothing at all. It was the lesser of two evils. In desperation, Qingyang had no choice but to let go of his two palms and let his body fall downwards.

Qingyang's reaction was quite timely. As soon as his body fell downwards, the spiritual arrow shot over and heavily nailed the mountain wall, stirring up countless rubbles.

In order to avoid the spiritual arrow just now, Qingyang released his palm, and his body floated out a little. Now he was a foot away from the mountain wall. It was impossible to stop his body with the help of the mountain wall. What's more, the sneak attack below wouldn't give him this chance.

In the blink of an eye, Qingyang's body fell from the top, and the speed became faster and faster. It was really unsatisfactory retribution. He had just let the Red Feather Eagle fall, and in the blink of an eye, he also fell from the top. The only difference was that Red Feather Eagle was unconscious at the time, but he was conscious.

At a height of thirty to forty feet, in the blink of an eye, Qingyang just had time to let out a scream before he fell heavily to the ground, creating a big hole on the ground and throwing up countless dust and grass blades. The location is only five or six feet away.

This fall was really heavy. Qingyang felt that his internal organs were almost going to explode. The bones and muscles in his body felt like they had been crushed by a roller. There was pain everywhere inside and outside his body. He finally felt what he had just experienced. The feeling of a red-feathered eagle falling from above.