Iron claw dragon Eagle rushed up!
At the moment, the flat head brother is very embarrassed, wet all over, looks very weak, and doesn't exude a strong evil spirit.
According to the iron claw dragon eagle, if you shoot with one claw, you can beat at least ten flat headed brothers.
However, the ideal is perfect and the reality is painful.
As soon as the iron clawed dragon Eagle rushed over, it was patted by the angry flat head brother. I don't know how many feathers fell, and flew into the air and screamed.
"Let you pack your pen freely..."
Ye Feng tilted his mouth, looked at the flat headed brother who was rushing towards him, and calmly took out the Lingyuan clock.
When.
Lingyuan clock bloomed with emerald green light, quickly expanded to two meters high, easily covered the flat head brother, then narrowed to the size of a tea cup, flew back to the palm of Ye Feng, and remained silent.
"It's a inferior spirit weapon!"
The ink warbler looked surprised.
Other people also feel very strange. It seems that Ye Feng, who has no cultivation, can't use spirit tools?
Ye Feng glanced at Lingyuan clock and found that brother Pingtou was trapped in it. He curled up into a ball and fell into a deep sleep.
It won't wake up until it's released.
Ye Feng secretly said:
"It is worthy of being a spirit weapon produced by the system. The effect is really good. After sealing the flat head brother, there may be unexpected effects in the future."
He looked back at the shocked people and explained, "this is the Lingyuan bell, a spiritual instrument of our ethereal sect. It is a low-grade spiritual instrument that can seal any existence under Juyuan."
"Of course, it was also left by the old leader."
Ye Feng added.
He's already figured it out.
If there is anything difficult to explain in the future, it is said that the old leader left it.
Anyway, there is no proof of death. He can say anything.
"Originally, our ethereal sect is not poor." Shi Lei was surprised.
Huo Yunjie said thoughtfully, "maybe our ethereal sect just looks very poor. In fact, the old leader took the spirit stone he had saved hard to buy pills and spirit tools."
Others think so.
At this time, Ye Feng put Lingyuan clock into the storage space of zongmen, which aroused people's surprise and attention.
"In fact, the elder martial brother of the leader also left me a storage spirit tool, but it's very secret. You can't see it." Ye Feng said calmly.
The disciples looked strange, but they could only choose to believe it.
"Headmaster, this is the other half of the drawing."
Jia Yulan finally found the opportunity to take out the wrinkled drawing and present it to Ye Feng with both hands.
Ye Feng looked at her and told her, "your" falling flowers "is not really skilled. Don't take risks in the future."
Jia Yulan stuck out her tongue and seemed to be talking to herself, "but if I didn't meet the iron claw dragon eagle, I can return smoothly with my spiritual power."
Ye Feng turned his eyes and said, "it's all scattered! I'm going to the Zhou family in Baifu city to have a dinner tonight. Make good preparations. "
Ye Feng waved his hand and held back the disciples.
He went near the iron claw dragon eagle and talked with it for a while. Only then did he know that this guy was getting hungry and dizzy. He even took the flying bird made of pink petals as prey, so he launched an attack.
……
The roof of the headmaster hall.
Moying kneels here alone.
"Fourth elder martial sister, thank you today!"
Jia Yulan crept along the ridge of the roof, sat beside the ink warbler and thanked him softly.
"They are all from the same door. It's natural to save you." Mo Ying holds the sword formula in her hand and doesn't want to pay attention to Jia Yulan.
"Senior sister, this ointment works well. Maybe... It can help you."
Jia Yulan took out a jade bottle from the storage belt, emitting a faint smell of medicine.
The ink warbler glanced at her and said in a cold voice, "ordinary medicine can't cure my face."
Jia Yulan gently pursed her lips and said, "what formula does senior sister need? I can ask someone to help you find it. In short, you saved me and I will help you."
"I appreciate your kindness."
The ink warbler jumped off the roof and returned to the room to rest.
No one noticed that when she turned her back to Jia Yulan, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly, which was touched after all.
……
In the twinkling of an eye, it was afternoon.
Ye Feng rode on the back of the iron claw dragon eagle and turned around the ethereal peak for a long time. He went to the nearby mountains to hunt some wild boars, fed the iron claw dragon eagle and mastered the skills of resisting animals.
Meanwhile, Ye Feng also gave a very cordial name to old fellow Iron Eagle: old iron!
"Old fellow, let's go back."
Ye Feng said.
The iron claw dragon Eagle received the instruction and quickly fell on the top of the ethereal peak. At this time, it looked into the distance and shouted.
"Someone is coming?"
Ye Feng could hear the old fellow's meaning and looked at the direction of the white floats. He found Zhou Jiaqian's secretary sitting on a suspended green bamboo raft and flying towards the misty peak.
Before long, Zhou Jiaqian arrived nearby.
He looked at the iron clawed dragon Eagle standing next to Ye Feng, his eyes widened, and his face showed surprise.
Zhou Jiaqian could see that the iron clawed dragon eagle had been tamed and became the flying mount of the ethereal sect.
Similar mounts are generally unique to higher schools, which makes Zhou Jiaqian look envious.
"Headmaster ye, is this your flying mount? It looks so majestic! " Zhou Jiaqian stopped the bamboo raft on the grass at the top of the peak and asked in surprise.
"Yes."
Ye Feng didn't hide it.
"Worthy of being leader ye, he can subdue this rare flying mount. Throughout Baifu City, there are only a few similar mounts."
Zhou Jiaqian boasted.
"I'm flattered."
Ye Feng shouted in the courtyard, "disciples of the ethereal sect, go and have dinner at the Zhou family."
All the disciples were ready long ago. They went out and said hello to deacon Zhou Jiaqian. They stood on the inferior spirit instrument "flying bamboo raft".
"Old iron, old fellow!"
Ye Feng patted the iron claw dragon eagle and jumped on the flying bamboo raft.
Although riding the iron claw dragon Eagle into the city will be very windy, Ye Feng doesn't want to make so much publicity for the time being.
When deacon Zhou Jiaqian saw Jia Yulan, Xia he, Qiu Ju and others, he praised them and said, "it's worthy of being leader Ye. Even the genius of the Jia family can get under the door. I admire it."
"Ha ha!"
Ye Feng just smiled and didn't speak.
……
Baifu City, Zhou family.
This is a magnificent mansion located next to a spacious street in the east of the city.
When Ye Feng and his party arrived at the gate, they found that many people had gathered here.
"Dad, mom!"
As soon as Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu landed, they jumped at their parents.
"Wind, rain!"
Beside Ouyang Hao, a woman with mature and dignified dress reached out to hold Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu, and tears had already twinkled in her eyes.
Recently, monsters have been haunting.
"Zhou Shiyu" has been thinking about her children. Unless the two brothers had another task, she even wanted them to meet people in beacon city.
Fortunately, everything is safe now.
"Is this leader ye? Thank you, leader ye, for saving your life. " Zhou Shiyu took Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu and bent down to thank Ye Feng.