I have to say that the luck of Feng Chen's journey to the spiritual realm is really embarrassing. First, he encountered a crack in the space inside the node, and then he went to the uninhabited bird place, and then he encountered these monsters again. It is no exaggeration to say that all his life was required.

When these monsters turned to Feng Chen's prey, they quickly changed their direction and chased towards Feng Chen. While chasing, their mouths also made a screaming stern sound, but this sound was slightly different from the previous one. There was a hint of excitement in the voice, as if a cat catching mice saw its prey and was playing with him.

"Grandma, do you really want to kill Lao Tzu?" Feng Chen's consciousness has been locked on these monsters. He saw that these monsters didn't seem to let him go, and now he rushed to the front of a big golden wing. Vulture, the distance from Feng Chen at this moment is only two hundred feet.

Three minutes later, the golden-winged vultures are getting closer and closer, and the speed of sealing the dust may be considered fast by others, but in the eyes of these flying monsters, it is shit.

One hundred and fifty feet, one hundred feet, and eighty feet, slowly, the distance between the golden-winged vulture and Feng Chen is now shortened to fifty feet.

"Fuck, people are good at being deceived by birds. Is it true that Lao Tzu is bullied? Even if I die, I will have to knock down some of your front teeth!"

Feng Chen finished speaking without any hesitation. At this moment he was standing on the falling feather flying sword, his eyes were dark, his expression was gloomy, and his right hand was slowly raised. With the movement of his hand, a golden circle of light spread over his fist. After the golden circle of light appeared, there were no signs.

"Huh ..." A punch blasted towards the golden winged vulture closest to him, and the fist carried in his fist made bursts of breaking sounds, hitting the golden fin nearest to him unbiasedly. On the big eagle.

Suddenly a series of muffled noises came, and this golden-winged vulture was also silly. In its view, the prey in front of him was a Golden Dan period, a perfect practice, which could not cause any harm to himself, just because of its intention, Make his body take down all the blows from the dust.

You must know that Feng Chen's blow was purely with physical force. Jiuzhuan Xingchenjue was not blown.

No, Feng Chen ’s fist punched the head of this golden-winged vulture, and the pain from the distance caused him to open his throat and screamed miserably, and then swooped to the ground.

Although this golden-winged vulture has been repaired during the Yuanying period, it has been careless this time, otherwise, with their flexible flight speed, Fengchen could not hit it anyway.

It fell on the ground at this moment, shrank into a ball, and made a mournful sound from time to time. It seemed that Feng Chen's fist had slightly injured him.

"Let you pretend to force Lao Tzu, let you give Lao Tzu the ability, this is all right, know that it hurts, let your dog day chase the young man, deserve it! I am!"

Regarding the status quo of this golden-winged big eagle, Feng Chen was very happy and thought: These monsters will not have their own appearance, so why not play so hard.

The remaining large gold-winged eagles saw their companions being injured by Feng Chen, and they suddenly slowed down, one by one making a gurgling sound from their mouths.

They did not expect that the prey in front of them could hurt their companions. They were not stupid. On the contrary, they were clever.

A successful kid in Jindan period hurt his companion in the first infant with a punch, and they were a little apprehensive about it.

However, they also slowed down for a few breaths, their mouths roaring towards the injured chicken winged vulture, and it seemed to be communicating with it. Suddenly, these golden winged vultures passed in their mouths. There was a stern sound, especially sharp.

At this moment, the remaining golden-winged eagle owls are turning in a uniform direction. Alas, these golden-winged eagle owls are striking toward the dust at a rapid speed, just like a lit sky monkey.

"My dear, yours!" Feng Chen's consciousness has always locked these golden winged vultures, including the conversations of the golden winged vultures. Although he does not know what these golden winged vultures are discussing, they are definitely not pregnant Well, it must be thinking about how to target yourself.

These golden-winged vultures came at a very fast speed, which was a little stronger than the previous speed. After looking at Feng Chen, he was terrified.

The body's Zhenyuan slammed it and turned it over, a few pills of elixir lay obediently in his palm, and sent it directly to his mouth.

Faced with the pursuit of these monsters in a place where no uninhabited smokebirds shit, the first thing to keep is the true element in their own body, and when the true element in their body is exhausted, they are not far from death.

The elixir entered the throat and turned into a warm current flowing into his internal organs. In a short time, the true elements in Fengshen's body were close to saturation. These refined elixir that he himself refined were not It was built, but although the true yuan was restored as before, the speed at which the true yuan was consumed was extremely fast, and was proportional to the speed of recovering the true yuan.

These golden-winged vultures chased after each other, vowing to kill Feng Chen for revenge for their injured companions, and Feng Chen's non-stop escape, this chase took another half an hour.

These golden-winged vultures chased the flames, and they were proud of the speed this time they were a little skeptical.

First of all, they were higher than Feng Chen in repairing, and they were flying monsters whose speed was the main factor. They couldn't even catch up with a guy who was a great success before Jin Dan, which made them feel inferior.

No matter how fast these golden-winged eagles are, but this guy who can't catch up with him anyway, always keeps a distance of fifty feet from him.

Feng Chen was even more sore, and he wanted to point his nose at these golden-winged vultures and scold them.

Your mother knows that she can't catch up with Lao Tzu, can she not chase Lao Tzu, can she change her target?

Feng Chen thought more and more angry, and the more she thought of it, the more the fire broke out in her heart.

"I swear by your uncle, are you all stupid, one by one, all of them are big stupid ones, I'm bursting your chrysanthemum or scumming. Isn't it going to eat Lao Tzu, come with seeds!"

The anger in Feng Chen's heart was roaring and roaring, standing on the falling feather flying sword, and he would not yell at the golden-winged vulture. His words were mixed with a touch of true power, and he was not afraid of the golden-winged wings. The big eagle can't hear, on the contrary, what he wants is that these golden winged big eagles can hear.

After scolding, Feng Chen didn't find it very enjoyable, and his big buttock shook at these golden-winged eagle owls.

Provocation, provocation of red fruit.

Although these golden-winged eagle owls do not understand Feng Chen's words, Feng Chen's **** twisting action, they still know that the boy in front of them is provoking them, and how they can stand it.