A Yuan does not believe that all the "wind beasts" who have developed spiritual wisdom are willing to let their children rush to the front. These wind beasts must have their own status in the group, and the weak ones will die first.

His own blood.

Sure enough, when the third-level "Wind Goose Beast" heard this, he shouted loudly before A Yuan could finish speaking.

"Young man with a yellow mouth, don't talk nonsense, look for

die!"

Following this shout, several huge "Wind Goose Beasts" and the second-level wind beasts came over from a higher place to cover them up.

"kill!"

A Yuan also shouted loudly, and at the same time he took off into the air again, dodging the "Grey Cloud Eagle" fighting group below, and also rushed towards the opponent. The Tianli monks behind him simultaneously burst out with loud shouts.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Then they quickly followed each other.

They already knew what every battle meant, and today the three wind beast clans had been fighting from early morning until noon.

Their team commanding the "Grey Cloud Eagle" has been supporting the entire battlefield, so that the "Wind Goose Beast" will meet them whether they divide their troops or join forces.

At this moment, the "Wind Wild Goose Beast" gathered all its strength to attack one place, but on the Tianli side, it was probably the last time A Yuan and the others fought together with the "Grey Cloud Eagle".

Even if they survive this battle, the next time the "Wind Goose Beast" attacks again, they can only use their bodies to fight against it, so as to protect the mortal warriors below from the threat from the sky.

At this moment, they still have the last "Grey Cloud Eagle" to help them. They can still fight the opponent's third and third-level monsters to their heart's content, so they must take the opportunity to kill more "Wind Wild Goose Beasts".

"Aying, take care!"

Before A Yuan flew out, he looked into the distance. That was the battlefield where the "Wind Iron Beast" was attacking. The sound of explosions had not stopped since the early morning...

At a higher place where A Yuan and the others were fighting, tens of thousands of meters above the ground, the three elders of the Feng Li tribe were fighting against five fourth-level monsters. Their bodies were already stained with blood.

The fourth elder even began to feel a little weak. He had used the secret technique before, but now the power of the secret technique had expired. He felt that he could no longer hold on.

Fortunately, the second elder stood in front of him at all costs, creating a two versus three situation. But in fact, the second elder was fighting one against three, and the fourth elder was just barely assisting.

The third elder on the other side is a woman who is about thirty years old. She has a long body, a melon-seed face, and a stunning figure.

Fighting one against two, although Yin Hong's blood was seeping out of her body, she was a practitioner of both body and law. Not only had she mastered Qiongqi Purgatory to the sixth level, but she was also proficient in weird witchcraft.

This made the two "wind iron beasts" always cautious and reserved their strength to prevent the third elder from suddenly using witchcraft. This allowed the third elder to compete with the two of them with one force.

The third elder was also secretly observing. She wanted to use witchcraft to severely injure one of the other party at the critical moment, but the other party had been careful and was obviously waiting for someone from the second and fourth elders to be killed before they could attack her again.

Tens of thousands of feet away from these two battle groups, two old men, one black and one gray, were facing each other from afar.

The old man in black robe has deep sunken eyes. When he looks at people with his eyes, he seems to be a ferocious beast that wants to devour people. His skin is dark and his aura is as cold as iron.

The old man in gray clothes has gray hair, and his gray clothes have complicated blue patterns. His face is full of wrinkles, and a pair of long snow-white eyebrows hang on the side of his face.

He held a shiny crutch in his hand, standing slightly stooped in the void, and suddenly his thumb gently slid on the head of the monster carved by the crutch.

"Old Ghost Gong, please don't move around, or you will have to fight with me!"

The eyes of the old man in black robes flashed, and a cold voice came from his mouth. Although they came out late, they had already been confronting each other for about half an hour.
Chapter completed!