Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1275 The Eagle King is finally here!
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Time flies, and two hours passed quietly.

Suddenly, an eagle's cry broke through the sky, its sound as shrill as a ghost crying, making people tremble with fear.

There was a feeling of suffocation coming from afar.

Chen Hong's eyes gleamed with brilliance, his robe sleeves moved without wind, his figure slowly rose up like a deep abyss and a towering mountain, a sound of metal and stone burst out from his throat: "Finally it's here."

When Yang Jingxue raised her eyes, there seemed to be cold stars flashing in her eyes. "We have been in the mountains for five days and have hunted down six Saint King-level soul beasts. It is not surprising that they are here now."

Before he could finish his words, the moon was cut into pieces by the wings of Zhatian.

There were dark clouds pressing down on the sky, and thousands of feathers were fluttering. The sound of flapping wings sounded like a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers beating Kuipi war drums.

The ground suddenly shook, and the sounds of tiger roars and elephant howls rose one after another, as if a prehistoric beast had broken free from its shackles. Ancient trees were broken and rocks collapsed wherever it passed, and even the stars and the moon were eclipsed by this raging blaze.

Chen Hong lightly tapped his toes and flew up to a ten-foot-high dangerous rock like a lone crane.

The night wind blew up the green cloak, revealing the blood-red soft armor lining - it was the cloud-swallowing battle robe he wore when he broke through the hundreds of enemy formations alone outside the foreign legion.

Everyone is now on a high platform on a mountain peak. There is a mountain wall on the west side of the platform, and steep cliffs on the north and south sides are as if they were cut by a knife or an axe. It is quite steep. The soul beast came from the east and is a little slower, but its elevation angle is also quite high.

After all, it is the nest of eagle-type soul beasts.

However, the most troublesome thing is the flying soul beast.

This sudden change also disturbed the three groups of people who were resting.

Everyone was instantly alert and prepared for battle, their eyes all turned to the beasts that were surging like a tide from the sky and the ground. A rough estimate showed that the number of soul beasts was at least over ten thousand.

Xue Tianyu shouted at Ma Zhibin at the top of his voice: "You are so good at talking. You have attracted the 100,000-year-old Beast King. That is the Eagle King!"

Ma Zhibin spat at the crack in the rock and angrily yelled back, "Xue, I knew it would be bad luck if I mixed with you guys. Nothing good would happen to me. I would run into all kinds of bad luck!"

He suddenly opened his fiery red phoenix eyes and said in a deep voice: "Look at the scale of the flying soul beasts here. There are at least four thousand of them, not to mention that there are also many non-soul beasts among them."

"The most difficult thing is that the Eagle King's pressure is enough to attract other soul beasts to gather here continuously."

This is the core area of ​​the Shero Mountains. Although most of the soul beasts are only of medium or low level (just food for high-level soul beasts), once their numbers accumulate, their power cannot be underestimated.

At this moment, the most worried people were Zhuang Mocheng and Wang Wei.

Zhuo Qianren has been absorbing soul rings here for two hours. This process must not be interrupted, otherwise he will be seriously injured or dying, or even his life will be in danger.

The two hurried to Chen Hong's side, and Wang Wei shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty, we must not give up easily at this moment, otherwise Brother Zhuo's life will be in danger!"

Zhu Jiazhen glanced at Zhuo Qianren who was still concentrating on absorbing the spirit ring and estimated: "It will take him at least half an hour to an hour to absorb the spirit ring."

Chen Hong looked determined and said in a deep voice: "Then let's fight for this precious hour for him."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Wei and Zhuang Mocheng felt relieved, and a silver light appeared in their originally turbid eyes.

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Chen Hong had a stern look on his face and a sharp gaze. He quickly and methodically issued instructions: "Jingxue, you are responsible for organizing the soul masters who will attack from a distance to hold the line."

"Rong Cheng, lead the melee soul masters to withstand the attack of the ground soul beasts and block the gap. Don't spread the formation too far."

"Control-type soul masters will wait for an opportunity to launch long-range attacks to contain the soul beasts." "Nanxing, Zhibin, you flying-type soul masters will be responsible for covering the surroundings in the air to ensure our safety."

"The Agility Attack Spirit Masters are divided into several groups, moving flexibly and ready to connect with the battle at any time."

"Uncle Jiazhen, you auxiliary spirit masters must follow us closely and be careful."

Then, Chen Hong slowly took out a heavy black jade box from the storage bracelet and gently opened it. He saw hundreds of ice-blue pills neatly arranged in the box, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance.

Chen Hong said in a deep voice: "This is the Wuji Pill. Its effect is single but extremely significant - it can quickly replenish a large amount of soul power."

"This pill can be effective in battle, three pills per person."

In fact, the full name of this pill is Yin-Yang Wuji Xiaohuan Pill. It is a seventh-grade pill and is quite precious.

This pill is powerful enough to work wonders at the level of Soul Sage to Soul Douluo; of course, for Titled Douluo-level beings, its effect is slightly inferior and is completely incomparable to the Dust Yuan Pill.

Chen Hong waved his hand lightly, and the hundreds of Wuji Pills cut through the air like meteors, flying accurately towards the more than forty soul masters present and landing steadily in their hands.

In the sky where the clouds were surging and moving like boiling water, the flocks of birds were as dense and overwhelming as a curtain covering the sky.

The sharp cry of an eagle seemed to be able to pierce gold and split rocks, and it actually shook the broken stones on the mountain wall to roll down.

In an instant, a huge and dazzling golden light suddenly appeared above the clouds, like a sword of god cutting through the sky.

I saw a giant gilded eagle with a wingspan of ten feet circling in the sky.

Every time it flapped its wings, the soul beasts within a radius of one kilometer would surge and roll wildly like a frightened tide.

And this giant gilded eagle is the king of birds in the Shero Mountains, named Gilded Sky-Splitting Peng.

He is the direct descendant of the ancient alien soul beast, the golden-winged Roc. He carries the ancient glory and power, and stands proudly between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the Eagle King in the sky let out a sharp cry, as if giving an order to attack.

In an instant, nearly ten thousand birds swooped down on the crowd like a dark cloud, and the soul beasts on the ground also roared and rushed over from the east.

"laugh--"

Yang Jingxue, dressed in a cool and graceful outfit, was as light as a swallow. With a wave of her white hand, she brushed aside the bamboo leaves that floated in front of her.

Her hair was tied up with only a jade hairpin, which emitted a clear and cool light as she moved.

"Qi Jue's true form, thousands of arrows piercing the clouds!"

She opened her red lips slightly, and the sound was like the sound of spring water hitting rocks, crisp and firm.

In an instant, her figure suddenly grew larger, and the longbow in her hand was like a full moon. She bent the bow and put an arrow on it, and the arrow was like a crescent moon, sharp and pointed.

With a single wave of the hand, the wind and clouds surged, and the momentum was majestic.

In the sky, arrows with seven kinds of energy attributes, namely gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder, were dotted like stars, spreading across the sky and flying towards the nearly ten thousand birds, as if they were going to tear the sky apart.

The three sharpshooters Yang Jingxue, Yang Zhijia and You Dongshan, with the strong support of Zhu Jiazhen and Ning Jiang, have become even more powerful and their combat effectiveness has increased by several times.

Especially Yang Jingxue, whose strength increased to level 96 and whose destructive power was unprecedented.

(End of this chapter)