Chapter 180

for such a long time, I have already had a deep feeling. In addition, a person who has suffered too many things can't find someone to share. With the hairy Eagle around, you can be a little lonely.

"Just keep a pet." A dark sigh, the body spirit liquid began to run slowly, ready to hand at the critical moment.

A stick of incense past, Maomao Eagle has withstood seven times of sky thunder. Just now, the seven lightning strokes, which are as thick as four fingers, hit down. It saw that Yi Heng was about to make a move, so he cried out in his mind not to.

Then he mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to gather on the wings, but on those wings, all the feathers had fallen off and turned into ashes, and now only bare, burnt black flesh and blood were left.

Yi Heng throws all the spirit stones on his body in the past. As soon as he gets to the top of the mountain, he feels as if he is staring at the top of his head. He drops the spirit stone and returns quickly. That feeling disappears.

I'm sure that if I stay a little longer, I'm afraid that ray will hit him that day. Although he is not afraid, he will definitely have a profound impact on the Mao hawks.

The Maomao hawk devoured the spirit stones on the ground, swallowing two or three at a time. After a while, the spirit power that was about to see the bottom was replenished. When he saw his whole body trembling, his burnt black flesh and blood fell off one after another, revealing fresh and red tender meat.

The spiritual power flows slowly on the tender meat to form a protective film. I don't know how powerful the eighth heaven thunder is.

The dark clouds have no intention of dispersing, and the sky thunder inside gradually converges into one. However, Yi Heng sees the sky thunder and looks gloomy as if he wants to drip water.

"Why don't you forget it, Mao hawk." He said to the eagle in his mind, and his eyes showed an unbearable color.

"Boss, no, I feel this must be the last thunder. I can carry it. I will accompany you to pursue the road of longevity. If you can't carry it, you will be alone, no, and your younger martial sister."

Maomaoying seems to have improved a lot, but at this time, she can still think of her younger martial sister.

"No, we have to carry it. We're going to kill all sides together and set foot on the road of eternal life together." He saw that Maomaoying refused to give up. He only encouraged him. In the face of the improvement of the realm, whether people or animals, would give up easily?

"Good." Maomaoying was also inspired to hide in the bones of the beast's ferocity, in the face of heaven, the monster breakthrough is extremely difficult, but after the breakthrough, the strength obtained will be more profound than human beings, which is the justice of heaven.

"Eh..." a hawk roared straight into the sky. It seemed to be fighting and discontented. But the indomitable meaning made Yi Heng moved.

The dark cloud seems to be very dissatisfied with the struggle in this cry. Between the rolling, countless small lightning converged in the sky thunder again, and the thunder became thick that day.

Before falling, Yi Heng, a few miles away, has already felt a little palpitation.

"This is the strength in the middle period of foundation construction. You must hold on to it, Maomao eagle." He sighed in his heart, but did not dare to tell the eagle that he was afraid of being affected.

"Boom." With a loud noise, the top of the mountain was shaken, and some huge stones fell down one after another. The top of the mountain had been leveled by the lightning strike in front of it, but it seemed to shake at this time.

With the loud noise, the sky thunder, which has already had thick arms, strikes at the top of the hairy eagle with Tianwei. It seems that it is determined to kill it under the sky thunder.

How can the law of heaven be violated? Those who go against the heaven will be punished by heaven. They will not be able to hold on to it. They will be able to hold on to it. They will have great strength. No matter whether people or animals are under the law of heaven, they can't escape.

Maomaoying's small eyes turned red, and he looked at Yi Heng deeply, with deep nostalgia in this eye.

Such as father, mother, teacher, brother and brother, how lonely will he be in the future? But will I leave him now?

From the eyes of a hairy eagle, Yi Heng even understood these things. It was the middle of the foundation construction, and the mood of Gujing bubo suddenly turned into a big wave.

When the spiritual fluid in the body works to the extreme, the distance of these miles can be leaped in an instant by just thinking about it. But is it still time?

After the last thunderbolt was sent out by the dark cloud above the eagle's head, it had already dispersed, and the blue sky appeared on the top of his head. It was just the thunder that was powerful in the middle stage of foundation construction, which was about to hit the hairy Eagle immediately.

He moved his eyes away from Yi Heng and gazed at the sky thunder. His spiritual power had already gathered on his wings and tried his best. If he could not resist, it would be a farewell.

Yi Heng's body has been floating in the air, watching the thunder strike on the two wings of the Maomao eagle with Tianwei.

As soon as they touched, their wings were rotten to pieces, and then they hit their heads. On top of their whole body, they could see that the whole body of the hairy Eagle emitted a mass of white light, mixed with the thunder.

On the top of the mountain, white light was shining, and a "crackling" sound only lasted for a few breaths, but the top of the mountain was flattened two feet again, and the hard rocks were all turned into ashes.

Yi Heng inspires the spirit liquid, and instantly disappears in place. After two breaths, he reaches the top of the Maoying mountain. At this time, the white light just disappears.In the middle of the top of the mountain, a ten foot deep pit was smashed out, and the eagle was lying in the pit.

The wings have been smashed, and the iron feathers of the whole body have turned into ashes. Where is this still like an eagle? It was a pile of charred flesh.

"Fewer eagles, fewer eagles, Maomaoying, Maoying." In his mind, he called out the Maomao eagle, jumped into the pit, put his hands on it, and poured the spirit into his body.

There was no reply in his mind, and the feeling of connecting with his mind seemed to be cut off, and the end of the line was empty.

The numbness in his hands told him how powerful the thunder was. At this time, the thunder still had spare power and was destroying the life of the Maomao eagle.

But fortunately, the spirit liquid can still be transmitted into the body along the hands, indicating that there is still life left. With the spirit liquid running in its body, the numbness gradually disappears.

The spirit liquid injected into it seems to be actively guided by it, trying to go to the heart and lung with deeper injury.

After a stick of incense, Yi Heng breathes a sigh of relief, and the legs of the Maomao Eagle twitch unconsciously.

An hour later, the Maomao eagle's eyes finally opened slowly. When he saw Yi Heng's face, he was moved by his humanity. If there were tears, I'm afraid it would flow out immediately.

But Yi Heng read it and stroked its bald head with his hand, but his heart was very sad. Although he was worried about his life, his wings were smashed and his feathers were absent. Could he be an eagle?

"It's good to see the boss again." The first words of Maomaoying's waking up came to his mind.

"Well, it's OK. I can't fly or hit the sky in the future. I'll take you up." He also responded with a pity in his voice.

"Can't fly? Who says you can't fly? It took a lot of hard work to survive the disaster. If you can't fly, what do you do? Boss, get out of the way and watch me advance. "

The eagle's voice full of excitement and joy rings out again, which makes Yi Heng very surprised. Can this injury actually recover?

But since the Maomaoying said it, it should be true. Then he jumped out of the pit and watched quietly.

The Maomao Eagle slowly struggled to stand up. After standing for several times, it was able to stand still. It stretched out its wings, but only two bones were broken. The majestic and broad wings had already turned to ashes.

"Eh..." with a cry, Yi Heng felt that the aura was slowly flowing towards it, which was not obvious at first, but after a few breaths, he felt that the aura around him began to flow rapidly.

At first, it was only ten li in a square circle, but in the back it was all collected and absorbed by the Maomao eagle.

With a large amount of Reiki nourishment, the eagle's momentum began to grow stronger, and its feathers gradually grew back, and its wings, which turned into ashes, began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Gee..." after another stick of incense, a cry came out, and the aura around finally slowly dissipated, and Maomaoying's advanced stage was completed.

"Boss, you always beat me. Now try." At least five feet tall, the hairy Eagle jumped out of the pit and opened its long wings. With a gentle fan of its four Zhang size wings, a strong wind blew towards Yi Heng.

"Well, I want to fight with me as soon as I enter the stage. Come on, don't cry for a while." Yi Heng said with a smile. It seems that Maomaoying's understanding of his cultivation is still in the initial stage of promotion and foundation construction.

Judging from the progress of Maomaoying just now, it is much more difficult for the demon beast to be promoted than for the human being. Only after the advanced golden elixir period, there will be thunder robbers in every great realm, but every time the demon beast advances, there will be a demon beast who can carry it.

Because human beings still have magic tools, but monsters can only rely on their own bodies to carry them. Because of this, the strength and benefits gained by demon beasts after upgrading are much more than those of human beings.

"Come on." After a cry, the hairy Eagle soared into the air. With a slight movement of its big wings, it rocked up into the sky and flaunted its power in the air.

Yi Heng laughs secretly. His whole body is oppressed and his spirit is running. With a little bit of his feet on the ground, he also flies up and rushes towards the Maomao eagle in the air.

Maomao Eagle saw him rush, although also strange his speed is very fast, but also did not think much, hit his right wing toward his head.

Yi Heng pinched his right hand and drank it gently. The air in front of him rolled and solidified into a hill like shape. He smashed it to the right wing of the Maomao eagle. But it was obvious that the spirit liquid used for this blow was only one tenth of his body.

The eagle has just advanced, it is the time of high spirited, he does not want to strike it immediately to suspect Yingsheng.

Half an hour later, one person and one eagle fell on the top of the mountain again. Yi Heng's smile had been out of control for a long time, but the Maomao eagle was lowering its head and looking depressed.

"What? Don't be sad Yi Heng suppressed the smile.

"Boss, you, you, are not human." The despondent voice of the eagle came.

He played with Mao Ying for half an hour with 10% of his strength. The more he played, the more excited he became. Every time he thought that he could defeat him with more efforts, but he just pretended to resist him.

If it had not been for his sudden outburst, which was far more than the pressure in the middle of the foundation construction, the Maomao eagle would have wanted to continue fighting.But when it felt that the pressure almost made it unable to resist, it knew that the boss had been playing with it, and he had already entered the middle or even near the late stage.

After knowing this, he became depressed in an instant. Unexpectedly, he had suffered so much and almost lost his life to break through the first level. He thought he could be exalted and killed everywhere.

But now, the boss even easily promoted to the mid-term, this day can live happily?

Although Yi Heng didn't know his thoughts, and even thought that his intelligence could not think of them, from his low head and his wings dragging on the ground, he knew that his heart was so miserable that he could not help laughing.

"OK, OK, I'm just an exception. If you can't beat me, you can certainly beat other people, such as younger martial brother Zeng." Yi Heng comforts to say, the corner of the mouth raises a smile slightly again.