Master of Great Calamity

call……

The magic eagle spread its wings, and it was like a cloud of magic, covering the heads of all the immortal disciples.

It was as if the sky was overturned, and it was impossible to resist.

The wings like a devil cloud swept across, stirring up the heaven and earth. The endless wind howled, and the ground was blown away by three feet. Before the big wings, no matter how high the cultivation level of the immortal disciples is, they can't control their body shape. They can't help being stirred by the strong wind and staggering; The attack hit it, but it was directly wiped out by the black flame, it was difficult to hurt it...

For these true disciples, to a certain extent, it is invincible!

kill……

But at this moment, no one is timid about these true legends of the immortal sect. They are rushing forward with all their lives, and their eyes are red. After all, at this time, it is either you or me. What is the difference between dying under the claws of this magic eagle and hiding in the Eight Desolation Cloud Platform, waiting for the cloud platform to be broken before dying? Even dying under the claws of the magic eagle, there is still a chance to give it a heavy blow...

So, with this kind of thinking in mind, the true biography of Xianmen all put their lives to the test.

puff……

The true leader of the Beast Spirit Sect, Chen Tai'a, urged the beast souls to rush forward, but the battle souls of the three lions tried their best to tear off a piece of feather from the magic eagle, and then angered the magic eagle, tore it with sharp claws, directly held him between the claws, pinched and pulled it fiercely, and Chen Tai'a, even the battle spirit leading the people, was torn into several halves, and the roar stopped abruptly...

call out……

Two true disciples from Shangqing Mountain each held a fairy rope, tied the magic eagle's right claw, and pulled it desperately, but the magic eagle just screamed strangely and turned around abruptly, the two of them couldn't hold on, and were pulled over by the fairy rope. All the bones in his body were broken, and when he fell to the ground, his body was distorted beyond recognition, his eyes were lifeless and desperate!

Demons die!

Qin Wuzheng, the leader of the True Legend of the Xuanjian Sect, yelled loudly, and, regardless of life and death, he rushed to the magic eagle with the Lingbao sword in his hand. A person who cultivates swordsmanship is generally good, and he did the same. A long wound of more than ten feet was cut...

This is the first time that the immortal sects really hurt the magic eagle after five or six lives were transmitted.

But this also really enraged the magic eagle. It chased in mid-air, surpassing Qin Wuzheng's cup of tea. It didn't even care about the attacks from the people around it.

Demon, we have all fought with you...

The rest of the true biography can no longer describe the fear and despair in my heart.

But on this battlefield, this fear and despair turned into boundless anger and killing intent...

They all put their lives to the limit, and surrounded the Magic Eagle with all kinds of under-the-box skills. Their desire to kill it surpassed their desire to survive!

But the effect is not obvious.

This magic eagle is too strong. The power of spells and magic weapons under the ordinary foundation-building realm hits it, almost like scratching an itch. Only when it reaches or even exceeds the power of the foundation-building realm, can it be barely hurt. However, with this kind of power, although all major true biography have their own secret methods, they can be achieved occasionally, but facing this magic eagle, these few blows are obviously useless...

This caused a feeling of despair in their hearts...

No one thinks about winning or losing anymore, they just want to fight like this, kill it, or be killed by it!

Nineteen immortal sect masters, together with Yan Ji and Xiaojiao Ling Hongbo who came out later, the number has reached twenty-one...

But now, in just an instant, only fourteen people died...

The rest of the people also have no thoughts of life in their hearts, just keep fighting like this!

And the fierce battle above the head undoubtedly affected the battle situation below. Even in the fight with the monsters, all the disciples of the Immortal Sect subconsciously paid attention to the fierce battle above the head. Seeing the hard work and heavy casualties of the true battle, they also despaired in their hearts. Facing the waves of monsters attacking up, they didn't have much courage in their hearts!

The blood can only last for a while, and it will gradually dissipate!

No matter how many monsters are killed, the whole army will be wiped out sooner or later if the magic eagle is not dead, so what's the point of desperately trying now?

Could it be that there is really only one dead end?

This idea has already risen in the hearts of some disciples, and they are in despair.

Some even hated Fang Yuan after losing hope in their hearts: If he hadn't ruined our way, we could have left safely...

Roars similar to despair have come and gone.

Faced with a desperate situation, his blood is already a little lacking in confidence.

But just when the situation was about to get out of control, the situation changed again!

Inside the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace, another group of figures appeared!

The one who walked in the front was Fang Yuan, who was wearing a green robe and held the magic seal sword upside down in his hand!

And behind him, leaning on two crutches, jumping and jumping, Luo Feiling followed closely behind him, wearing black iron armor, carrying a big knife on his shoulder, looking around, Guan Ao, who was eager to try, Lu Qingguan, who had a handsome face but couldn't see things, Ghost Chongchong, who didn't even look at women and just wanted to find a place to escape, Nie Honggu with a black veil on his face, Junior Sister Xiaoqiao, and more than forty disciples from Xiaozhufeng. Heavy came out from the Bahuang Yuntai...

It's Fang Yuan...

And that girl, are you finally willing to come out?

Many Xianmen disciples noticed this scene, and quickly started drinking. It was good that they hadn't seen Fang Yuan before, but when they saw Fang Yuan, the anger in their hearts couldn't stop rising. Some even took back their attention from the monsters and just stared at Fang Yuan. Not many even hated Luo Feiling, most of the anger was directed at Fang Yuan!

There is no other reason, after all, Fang Yuan is the true disciple of Qingyang Sect.

In the eyes of many people, Luo Feiling is just his little follower. Of course, Fang Yuan came up with that idea...

Facing these countless gazes, Fang Yuan just took a deep breath, and then just ignored him. His gaze was fixed on the magic eagle that was like a black cloud in mid-air, and then he slowly increased his mana, and nodded slowly...

Okay, then let's make a move and send Brother Fang over there!

Guan Ao was the first to nod his head, leaning his neck and swallowing a pill, his eyes lit up immediately.

Nie Honggu laughed beside her and said, This time, sugar was added...

Guan Ao nodded and said, It's delicious!

When he said this, his eyes had already turned blood red, and the veins on his forehead gradually appeared.

Roar……

He suddenly let out a roar, held the big knife in his hand fiercely, and rushed towards the monster in front of him with big strides.

Follow him!

Junior sister Xiao Qiao immediately shouted loudly, and the first one rushed forward with her flying sword.

Shua, Shua, Shua...

Behind her, a group of Xiaozhufeng disciples ignored the ferocious and terrifying monster, and followed closely behind Guan Ao one by one.

Among all the immortal sects, our Little Bamboo Peak is probably the weakest...

But who guarantees that our weakest Little Bamboo Peak will not be able to make the greatest contribution in this trial?

At this moment, their eyes are fierce and decisive!

Fang Yuan, you still have the face to come out, you blew up our Bahuang Yuntai, don't you think...

At this time, some immortal disciples rushed towards Fang Yuan angrily, with extremely dissatisfied expressions, but before they finished speaking, Guan Ao had already rushed towards them, roaring angrily and shouted Get out, and then the big knife in his hand slashed out with a loud bang. He had already refined the Jialancao, the power of this knife at this time was more than ten times greater than before?

This knife chopped down, and it seemed that even the void was split into two obvious halves by him.

Ah Ye, how dare you hurt someone...

The immortal disciples who blocked the way were taken aback, and rolled out like shit.

At any rate, Guan Ao was still a little sensible at this time, this knife was just to disperse them, and had no intention of hurting anyone!

It’s just that those who escaped the knife felt even more angry in their hearts. Someone even directly sacrificed the magic weapon and wanted to come forward to fight desperately, but soon, someone around them stopped them, looking at the Xiaozhufeng disciples who rushed up with a little shock in their eyes, and said in a deep voice: Look...

In the eyes of most of the disciples of the Four Great Immortal Sects, the strength of the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak seemed a little ridiculously weak, they were simply a group of childish children, but at this moment, they suddenly discovered that these ridiculous young people were now charging towards them with determination, and after passing them, they went straight to the deepest part of the monster without stopping.

Are they... looking for death?

Someone was stunned, talking to himself foolishly.

But at this time, the Xiaozhufeng disciples didn't look like they were looking for death. Instead, they were fierce and tight. Guan Ao, who was wielding a big knife, seemed to be a mad dragon. The big knife swung into a big windmill, twisting countless monsters in front of him into pieces, and then rushed forward step by step. Beside him, Xiaozhufeng disciples tightly protected the left and right sides, helping him resist the monsters coming from the side. The whole team pierced fiercely into the middle of this group of monsters like a sharp sword, disrupting the situation.

Among this group of disciples, Fang Yuan, Lu Qingguan and others just followed the crowd and did not make a move.

As they got deeper into the group of monsters, they were under more pressure. However, they rushed to the foot of a mountain quickly after fighting like this. Then, under the command of Lu Qingguan, they formed a large defensive formation on the spot to resist the attack of monsters.

Is this the peak?

Fang Yuan glanced at the mountain and asked in a low voice.

Lu Qingguan nodded and said, If you look at the surrounding terrain, this peak is the best!

Fang Yuan then turned his head to look at Hou Guier who was trembling beside him: Senior Brother Hou, can you explain the weakness of the monster again?

Among the monsters, Hou Guier was so frightened that he lost most of his soul. With a black face, one can actually see a bit of paleness. Hearing Fang Yuan's words, his upper and lower teeth kept colliding, and he couldn't say a few complete words.

Hurry up, tell me, I'll tell you about your marriage after I go out...

Luo Feiling jumped to Hou Guier's side, and said very seriously.

Hou Guier was stunned for a while, and then replied: Is it good-looking?

Luo Feiling shook his head: It's ugly...

Hou Guier breathed a sigh of relief: I'm relieved!

Then he turned his head to look at Fang Yuan, and said like a bean: No matter how big the devil bird is, it is also a bird, similar to a chicken. If you want to slaughter it, cutting the neck is the best. The lower third of the neck is the most suitable place for the knife. Besides, this devil bird has a huge body. Although the power of its wings is terrifying, it will be difficult to fly, and it is inconvenient to turn the body around. Therefore, there are rear orifices and vertebral heart...

After Fang Yuan listened quietly, seeing that it was similar to what he said last time, he was slightly relieved and said in a low voice, Then send me up there!

All the Xiaozhufeng disciples were a little silent when they heard the words.

After a while, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao gritted her teeth and said, Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I wish you good luck!

After she finished speaking, she waved her long sleeves, and the flying sword flew in mid-air. Immediately, someone raised a purple seal and placed it under the flying sword. Afterwards, everyone freed their hands and added their own magic weapons or talisman seals. No matter how bad it was, a burst of mana poured in, and soon a group of extremely tyrannical but invisible purple light appeared in the crowd.

Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I have an amulet, take it!

The last one to speak was Wu Qing, she suddenly tore off the jade talisman around her neck and wanted to hand it to Fang Yuan.

No!

Fang Yuan shook his head, Wu Qing's face suddenly became slightly sad.

Take good care of yourself!

Fang Yuan spoke softly again, then jumped up.

Wu Qing suddenly laughed, her eyes were a little hazy with tears, she raised her head and saw that Fang Yuan, who had jumped into the air, was slowly falling down, and when he stepped on the flying sword above the ball of purple light, she immediately stimulated her mentality. The other Immortal Sect disciples were also doing the same, which made Fang Yuan's figure, after slowly sinking, suddenly soared into the sky...

Shua!

At this moment, his whole body was like a sword light, roaring above the nine heavens in an instant!