Chapter 993: The breath of Yinpeng

At this time, Fang Rentang's complexion was a little darker, and he looked at Elder Lingxin helplessly. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and finally continued to follow the two of them far away.
As Lingxin climbed higher on the huge mountain, the road conditions along the way became more precarious and critical.
You can see rugged rocks everywhere, either as sharp as saw blades, or savage as fangs, or as steep as lonely peaks.
Between some giant rocks, one can see a series of black cracks that cannot be seen to the end, as deep as an abyss, exuding a dangerous smell.
At this moment, the surrounding environment has completely turned into a barren. The surrounding {Pig}Pig Island{Small} said that there are very few trees in 3.zhu, and often there is no trace of vitality for a long time, and everything you see is a piece of land. Desolate, cold, and deadly, it seems to have come to a desolate country of decadence.
But in this desolate atmosphere, Chu Chen's feeling in Lingjue became stronger and stronger.
In his spiritual sense, huge and vast fluctuations lurked not far away from him, exuding an endless panic like heaven and earth.
This is the spiritual power fluctuation that belongs to Huangmai alone, just like a lurking prehistoric behemoth, that huge surging feeling makes the blood all over his body begin to boil.
In fact, this is not an illusion. In Chu Chen's body, his pale golden ancient barren spring shuddered slightly, rippling dull and thick ripples, faintly echoing the fluctuations in the void.
That wild vein and the wild spring in his body had something in common, and it seemed to be about to resonate at this time, making him unable to help but want to find out.
At the beginning, you could still see Fang Rentang still far behind the two of them, but later on, he was rarely seen.
In Chu Chen's induction, Fang Rentang seemed to be lurking somewhere far away, but at this time Chu Chen didn't bother to care about him, so he let him hang far behind.
The huge mountains are vast, like a vast world. Although Chu Chen felt that he was already very close to that barren vein early on, he had been rushing for two days, but that feeling remained unchanged.
This is just like what the dunya calls "a horse looking at a mountain running to death." Under the interference of the strong rules of heaven and earth, Chu Chen couldn't really touch the aura of that wild vein, and could only move towards that direction by induction. .
After running for two days with Chu Chen on his back, Sùdù, the Elder Lingxin, slowed down obviously.
Counting the days, the two hadn't eaten for almost five or six days, and this wasn't even the time spent drifting at sea.
Even with the physique of a monk, it was achieved without food supplement for so long. Whether it was Lingxin or Chu Chen, they felt hungry. I am afraid that it will not last long.
"It's not a way to go on like this. You have to find a way to eat."
Walking onto a towering lone rock, Chu Chen asked the elder Lingxin to stop and rest for a while, frowning and saying, "Well, I will push my spiritual sense to the maximum and see if there are any creatures around."
Elder Lingxin nodded and scanned the surroundings. When she saw a certain position in the sky, her figure suddenly shook: "What is that?"
"Ok?"
Chu Chen raised his eyes and saw that above the blue sky, several thin black spots suddenly appeared, and they were rapidly growing.
Chu Chen owns the Yinpeng clone, so his vision is far better than that of a normal monk. When he slightly urges his spiritual power to infuse his eyes, his expression is immediately happy: "Haha, this is really an infinite road, let us I have food."
"Can you see clearly? What the is that?"
Elder Lingxin was very curious, and he saw Chu Chen gently closing his eyes, and a strange breath suddenly emanating from his body.
In the dark, Elder Lingxin seemed to see a pair of huge bright silver wings rising up into the sky, covering the entire sky.
Being rushed by this breath, the black spots in the dome that day seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction, and swooped down with the fastest Sùdù.
When I got closer, the elder Lingxin discovered that it was actually a few huge fierce birds with black body. The fierce birds had huge wings and stretched out for more than ten meters. They were covered with iron wings and steel feathers, exuding a wave of brutality. , Furious breath.
"Iron Feather Wild Eagle!"
Elder Lingxin was overjoyed in his heart. This is an extremely rare fierce bird. The body is as strong as iron, invulnerable to swords and guns, and the character is fierce and brutal, and the vitality is extremely tenacious.
This kind of beast is very difficult to deal with, but it is non-toxic in its body, but it is edible!
"Unexpectedly, you can even attract such a beast!"
Seeing the few iron feather barren eagles approaching quickly, the elder Lingxin glanced at Chu Chen appreciatively, but saw Chu Chen smile bitterly, with a helpless look on his face.
He owns the Yinpeng clone, so he naturally carries the breath of a god-beast unique to the Golden Winged Roc family.
The golden-winged roc is the supreme bird among the ancient beasts, and it is a peerless divine bird comparable to the few supreme divine birds such as the Phoenix, the Golden Crow, and the Vermillion Bird!
The breath of Yinpeng avatar he had just urged had indeed attracted a few iron-feathered barren eagles, but it also increased the ferocity of the gang.
After all, these wild eagles have not yet developed their wisdom, and they have an instinctive covet and longing for the blood of the superiors. Now he has reached the limit in both his cultivation and physical strength. Can he deal with these wild eagles who have fallen into violent turmoil? What a big Wèntí!
Huh...! !
The piercing sound resounded through the void, and it was getting closer~EbookFREE.me~ It is obvious that the eyes of the few iron-feathered barren eagles are red, and there is a wave of crazy desire and killing intent in their eyes. .
The instinct derived from the bloodline makes them Zhidào. If they eat the human sitting on the bamboo chair, their physique will definitely undergo an earth-shaking metamorphosis. Therefore, every barren eagle pushes the power in the body to its limit. Be sure to face Chu Chen! !
At this moment, Chu Chen's palms gathered in his sleeves also began to show a faint golden red color, just as a light golden light shuttle in his palm was about to condense and form.
A long and lustrous figure slammed out from a strange rock in the distance. With a wave of his palm, a brilliant red streamer pierced the void and slammed a wild eagle that was diving down quickly!
That is... Fang Rentang!
boom! ! !
The brilliant red streamer is like a sharp flame arrow, which still emits waves of amazing heat when it passes through the air. The iron-feathered barren eagle that rushed the fastest was hit by the red light, and it was blown off by half of its body immediately. The broken black iron feathers and fragments of flesh and blood shot all over the sky and slashed across the sky. A stern arc.