Chapter 797

The momentum of the undead is not fast, but its momentum is amazing, especially a pair of wings, like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, hanging clouds, it is difficult to be undetected.

On the earth, many people saw the undead bird, and then many people flew into the sky. Their eyes showed the light of shock, and they were close in one after another, hoping to see the magnificent demeanor of the undead bird.

Jiang Hao followed the undead bird. He was a little speechless all the way. Isn't it too swaggering.

But Jiang Hao didn't stop him. He was also very curious. Where does the undead want to go? Maybe there will be fortune there. It's OK to have a look.

With the flight of the undead, more and more people followed. On the wings of the undead, it was like a fire burning. Every time it was fanned, there was a flame coming out, which made many people dare not get close.

soon, the immortal bird flew into a huge Valley, where trees were growing. The huge Wutong trees were all over the sky, and the leaves were swaying.

many other monks who followed came to see the magnificent situation of Indus trees wresting in Wutong trees.

when the birds flew down Wutong, the whole mountain was covered by the light shield directly. The mask was shining brighter, and the aura above it surround.

When people look at everything in front of them, their pupils can't help shrinking. Is this the breath of the beast? It's amazing.

Wutong, which has grown for thousands of years, is now completely born for the undead bird. When it falls, it will cause a storm and all the birds and animals run away and run away. The crow hovering around the leaves has fled to cover the sky.

"What is the undead doing here?" Some people confused the way, then rushed up to the sky, looking down at the Wutong tree, but could not see any scene.

"Is the undead gone?" The man questioned.

Jiang can make nothing of it. He looks at the Wutong in front of him and shakes his head lightly. He believes that the immortal bird will still come out, because it has already recognized the Lord. Now, I am afraid I am communicating with the emperor before the thousand years. Because this tree has existed for thousands of years, it has already experienced the rise and fall of Xianhe, and Jiang Hao is not aware of the content of the exchange.

With the passing of the light, the scene is silent all the time. Some people leave, feeling that it has nothing to do with their own practice. Some people are curious and meditate on the spot, waiting for the return of the undead bird.

Jiang Hao didn't drive them away. Anyway, they couldn't have the ability to hurt the undead.

Jiang Hao also began to meditate. In recent days, his idea of sword was about to be fully understood. Now, it was still a little short of time. When the idea of sword was practiced, I was afraid that his mind sword could directly fight across the border. This cultivation was very terrible.

In this way, I have been waiting for three days. During these three days, many monks left. Now there are only three left. Their obsession seems to be very deep. When the undead comes back to life, they feel that there must be great fortune here, so they do not relax and wait all the time.

finally, the Wutong suddenly swayed, the leaves fell, the body of the dead bird flew again from countless leaves, her feathers were bright, and her eyes seemed to contain endless vanity, which was very yearning.

The huge wings seem to be more magnificent and charming. Jiang Hao is also a little confused, which is totally different from what he met in Xianhe country. It is more brilliant and moving.

when the immortal bird flies to the sky, three shadows suddenly fly out. Their direction is Wutong, even if they are free, a feather may be long, and the existence of this kind of years has long been transformed into inheritance, even if it is egg shell, I am afraid it is worth a lot of money.

Jiang Hao looked at the three figures, then flew to the sky, did not participate in the fight, these are not worth mentioning for him, he only cares about his own undead bird.

The flight path of the undead suddenly changes. Instead of moving on, its body suddenly soars and soars up into the sky.

It seems that at this moment, its body was summoned to form a rainbow and flew into the clouds,

Jiang Hao frowned and followed directly.

In the undead flying height, the naked eye has long been difficult to detect, in front of it, suddenly there is a thunderstorm, the thunder area expands, each lightning has the Python's thick.

But the undead didn't seem to be afraid. It was still rising, as if provoking the thunder.

A thunderbolt fell, and in an instant, it fell directly on the body of the undead. He called out, and the voice was extremely sad. The thunder flickered in its pupils and flew towards more thunder.

At that time, a lot of thunder flashed violently and fell one after another, all splitting into its body, such as the insertion of a giant sword.

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