So handsome, how could he be a cannon fodder

Not long after, the remaining half also arrived one after another, led by none other than the "Shutdown" Sect Leader they met yesterday.He was wearing a blue robe today, and his hair was tied with ebony hairpins, which looked much simpler than yesterday's decoration.It was as if he was just going out for a stroll, instead of leading a team to participate in the supposedly luxurious all-sect competition.

"The head of the orthodox sect can't dress too gorgeously." Meng Xuanhong quietly explained to him, "It's like the guojia leader can't dress too well, he must be clean."

It sounds like shit.Zhuang Xiangchen glanced sympathetically at the head of Shutdown.

However, the other party did not receive his eye signal, looked around majesticly, counted the number of people, raised his finger to his lips, and blew a loud whistle.

"Hey, didn't you say that we want to go by ourselves with flying swords?" Someone whispered from below, "It is said that there will be some kind of war between righteousness and evil recently, and frictions in the border areas are becoming more and more frequent, and decent sects are saving money Use it much better."

"I don't know either." Another person said blankly, "What is the leader planning to do?"

Turning off the phone, he didn't care about the voices of the disciples talking behind him. He stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, looking at the east calmly.

After the sharp cry, a big snow-white bird appeared.Birds fly with the sun behind their backs.It was extremely fast, and when it landed, it rolled up a large swath of sand and rocks.The disciples hadn't reacted yet, they were staggered by the wind, only Zhuang Xiangchen and Meng Xuanhong, one was a ghost and the other was a male lead, they were both characters favored by the heavens, their vision sense was far better than others, and there was nothing under their feet. Variety.

"This is called 'Tornado Eagle'." The sound of turning off the phone rang in the ears of all the disciples, "It is huge, and when it flies, it will cause the air around it to roll, and ordinary people can't get close to it...but it's like the eye of a tornado, but it will be calm Likewise, there will be no wind on its back."

"Frozen Eagle!" another disciple said excitedly, "I've heard of this spirit beast, it's extremely rare, and it can be regarded as one of the best mounts in the cultivation world today, not even some first-class large sects, I didn't expect that there would be one in our sect!"

When the disciples around heard it, they immediately showed a "proud" expression, as proud as if they had caught this whirlwind eagle with their own hands.

Shut down silently pouted at an angle that no one could see.

It was also due to the luck of the Baihe faction. Back then, when their patriarch, Master Baihe, took a fancy to this small spiritual vein and was about to establish a sect, he accidentally bumped into a mountain and found a seriously injured tornado eagle.Immortal Baihe was at the early stage of Mahayana at that time, and although Juan Fengying was seriously injured, he was still at the late stage of Mahayana. If he tried his best, he would definitely kill Immortal Baihe to death.

So Immortal Baihe didn't dare to touch it, instead, he sent medicine to the Wind Hawk to heal his wounds, and even the Jianjian sect purposely avoided the mountain where the Wind Eagle was located.Later, its injury improved, and it was very grateful to Master Baihe, so it made a contract with him. The Baihe faction would provide a certain amount of sacrifices to the Zephyr Eagle, and the Zephyr Eagle would leave one to help the Baihe faction in the past.

This so-called support... This is the time.The big guys find a reason to hold a meeting. Everyone compares resources, high-end strength, potential of disciples, face and temperament of the head, and who's mount is domineering.All sects of the righteous way clearly say that they should not be wasted and should be developed sustainably. Now that the resources in our cultivation world have begun to deplete, in fact, we are just trying our best to make ourselves better with limited money. , It really means "pretentious" four words.

But of course he wouldn't tell his disciples when he shut down the phone. He stood aside and waited for the excitement of the conversation to gradually subside before opening his mouth again: "Okay, let's go up."

"That, head." Someone asked weakly, "Don't we want to go there by ourselves?"

"Riding the Flying Sword?" Guan Sect raised his eyebrows and looked at the sky, "Are you going to be struck to death by lightning?"

Everyone: "..."

Yes, although cultivators are not afraid of wind and rain, most of the flying swords are made of metal, it conducts electricity!

This time, no one was talking anymore, and they all obediently climbed onto the back of the Zefengying.The snow-white giant eagle lowered its body, its wings spread flat on the ground, and its amber eyes rolled slightly.Zhuang Xiangchen touched its feathers, it was smooth and firm, no wonder it could blow up such a strong wind.

Juanfengying seemed to have discovered his identity as a ghost, and turned to look at him.

"Good morning." Zhuang Xiangchen said calmly.

Razorhawk let out a vague grunt from his throat, poked his neck out and rubbed his head against him.

Meng Xuanhong looked at it warily.

"Why are you staring at an eagle." Zhuang Xiangchen pulled him back and said, "It's about to start."

As soon as the words fell, the Wind Eagle waved its wings, and it rose from the ground without warning.All the disciples hadn't reacted yet, and all of a sudden they staggered from side to side.The head of the gate let out a cold snort, and threw the few people who had almost fallen back onto the giant eagle's back.

Those few people actually included E Hongjun, who was the second among the core disciples. He was blushing with embarrassment at this time, and he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.It's a pity that the feathers on the back of the Tornado Eagle fit perfectly, not to mention sewing, and there is not even a rough place to be found.

"Stand firm for me." Guan Zhang said, "It's normal for you to be unaccustomed to riding such a large flying spirit beast for the first time, but if you still embarrass my Baihe faction in front of other sects, then Don't blame me for being rude."

He said this to help those disciples who almost fell, so as not to hurt their self-confidence.It was said that their faces looked much better, but E Hongjun saw that Zhuang Xiangchen and the two of them were still standing properly. The young man in the blue robe didn't know who it was, but he still recognized Meng Xuanhong. He still wanted to go down a little level, but he didn't show any signs of shaking.

He stared at the two men viciously, only thinking that if the two hadn't fallen, he wouldn't be so ashamed.

Shutdown: "..."

This whole sect is full of idiots, I can hardly continue playing anymore, really...

Of course Meng Xuanhong noticed such an obvious malicious look, but he just didn't bother to pay attention.To be honest, if a cultivator who is about to break through to the Dzogchen realm in the late Yuanying stage can be successfully attacked by a small foundation-building late-stage monk, then there is really no need to mess around, and he will be laughed at for thousands of years.

Besides, with the halo of the hero, all the villains are just scum!

The Juanfengying flew very high. At first they were still in the mountains, and the next moment the peak of the main peak was already under their feet.But the snow-white giant eagle carrying them continued to rise, and the clouds were getting closer and closer. Soon, even the mountains had traces of the end that could be seen at a glance.

This speed is simply faster than a handjob!Zhuang Xiangchen felt that it was very novel, and the back of the wind eagle was really just like what the head of Guan said, there was no wind blowing up at all.On the other hand, the clouds around it were smashed to pieces by the strong wind as soon as they approached.

Even the core disciples of the Baihe Sect use flying swords on weekdays, and they can't fly to such heights.And even for the few people who have flying mounts, their mounts dare not fly to such a place.That is to say, in fact, this group of disciples all came up to the height of the clouds for the first time.The vast majority of people are very uncomfortable, the water vapor in this place is too thick, and other elements are almost gone.

Only Zhuang Xiangchen could not feel more comfortable. His original body was originally a big river, and the river water originally came from clouds and rain. Naturally, he was born with a feeling of closeness to this place. If he hadn't been worried that there were others In the vicinity, he still needs a little face, but he is not as classic as Rose in "Titanic" with his arms spread out and his face intoxicated.

The slender and beautiful feathers of the Juanfengying stretched out, brighter than the dark clouds, flying under the dark sky like a bolt of lightning, and like a fairy walking on the wind and clouds.

Zhuang Xiangchen suddenly felt as if he had thought of something, but the thought was fleeting, and it was clearly still in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it no matter what.He scratched his head and struggled for a while, but finally he could only give up.

This feeling... Could it be related to the "request" that Meng Xuanhong said?

Inexplicably, he recalled his fate of being a bachelor for three lifetimes, always felt as if something was stuck in his throat, he couldn't spit it out, choked and choked, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Meng Xuanhong stood behind him, hugged him with both arms, and smiled inscrutablely.

It started to rain.

Just like the clouds at the beginning, not a single drop of this rain could successfully fall on the members of the Baihe faction, but was shattered into mist by the strong wind not far away and fanned away.The Juanfengying raised its head and let out a cry, and lightly flashed past the first bolt of lightning.

"Fly to the clouds." The head of the gate said at the right time.

The Juanfengying responded, flapped its wings fiercely, and actually raised a lot higher, rushing into the clouds.Everyone's line of sight was suddenly covered by billowing dark clouds, and they couldn't see anything clearly, only occasionally a thick thunder and lightning passed by, making a deafening noise.

The moment the scene under his feet completely disappeared, someone on the back of the giant eagle glanced down casually, and saw a monk stepping on a flying sword being struck by lightning, and falling down with his body scorched black.