The Emperor is Above

Chapter 200: How did we get into a fight with a group of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures?
"what?"

The smile on Panshegong's face suddenly froze.

He said in disbelief: "Why don't you say it again?"

"That group of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures, under the command of Guqiu's kid, are heading straight towards us!" The senior totem warrior's face was filled with horror. "More than thirty Dragon Vultures! Lord Panshe, let's run away--"

In fact, there was no need for this high-level totem warrior to repeat himself. Panshe Gong had already seen dozens of dragon vultures flapping their huge wings and swooping down in the sky more than ten miles to the east.

Wu Xiang was extremely surprised and asked, "How could it be? The Great Wilderness Dragon Eagle is notorious for its viciousness and cruelty. It's lucky that it didn't slaughter Gu Qiu. Why would it be commanded by Gu Qiu's kid?"

No matter how shocked and puzzled Panshe Gong, Wu Xiang, Beast Soul Warrior and others were, the fact that a large group of dragon vultures were coming to kill them was right in front of them.

"Wow—"

"cry--"

Thirty-three dragon vultures flew overhead with murderous intent, bringing unparalleled chaos to the wild folk coalition.

The sharp claws, pointed beak, and even the flight feathers at the tips of the wings have all been transformed into killing weapons, fully demonstrating how the Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture gained its notorious reputation.

When the dragon vulture flew low over, countless wild warriors were left with no intact body; the flying flesh and blood in the sky made the vision blood red.

The strange fire at the tip of the flying feathers also ignited the clumps of dry grass in the wasteland. The raging fire immediately spread to a large area of ​​the wasteland, and countless people were enveloped in fire and thick smoke.

Under the powerful pressure and attack of the Dragon Vulture, the weak wild folk warriors didn't even have the strength to run. They collapsed to the ground involuntarily, screaming and wailing.

Even if they were not killed by the dragon eagle, they could only watch the raging fire and thick smoke spreading, waiting for death to come with despair in their eyes.

Countless primary and intermediate totem warriors wanted to escape unwillingly, but they were chased by dozens of dragon vultures and turned into pieces of broken flesh and blood on the wasteland.

Even though some unwilling intermediate totem warriors fought back desperately, they were easily blocked by the feathers on the dragon eagle's body. Even the softest feathers on its abdomen glowed faintly red, causing all these people's desperate attacks to fail.

"Die, you flat-haired beast!"

A dozen angry high-level totem warriors, seeing their clansmen, relatives and friends die tragically at the hands of the Great Wilderness Dragon Eagle, were determined to injure these powerful enemies even if it meant a fatal blow.

"Totem power, protect me!"

The densely packed totem patterns tattooed on his body, driven by the blood of the high-level totem warriors, emit a strong blood-red glow, as if the totem is about to come alive.

Then, all the totemic power condensed from their blood and energy gathered into the animal bone spears and javelins in their hands.

The sharpest point of the spear was emitting a dazzling blood-red light. Under the full force of more than a dozen high-level totem warriors, it flew towards the nearest few Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures with a scream.

"cry--"

"Wow—"

These dragon vultures were relatively young, and after the initial killing, they were full of contempt for this group of savages. When they were chasing them vigorously, they were suddenly counterattacked.

Without time to dodge, the sharp animal bone spears and javelins, with the power of the totem, actually broke through the dragon eagle's abdominal defense and penetrated more than three feet into its body, causing blood to flow from its vulnerable abdomen and igniting flames on the ground.

However, this group of high-level totem warriors still underestimated the ferocity of the third-grade vicious birds. Even though they were seriously injured, they still pounced on them ferociously and killed more than a dozen high-level totem warriors in the blink of an eye.

Most of these high-level totem warriors came from the strongest tribes in Jiming Lake. They were killed in one breath by the Great Wilderness Dragon Eagle, which made the tribe leaders such as Ji Wuchang, Shuima Wusheng, and Yu Xuanji bleed in their hearts.

The subordinates who were brought by them and followed Panshegong to attack Guqiu were the strongest among each tribe and were also their respective confidants.

Unexpectedly, in a battle that seemed almost certain to win, the losses were heartbreaking due to the sweep of more than thirty Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures.

Even if they were lucky enough to survive this battle, they would not be able to maintain their original identity and status, and some small tribes would even die out.

"Cry--" The leading dragon eagle cried loudly, and more than a dozen dragon eagles flew towards the direction of Panshe Gong, Wu Xiang, and Beast Soul Warrior.

Even the bloodthirsty Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture did not have much interest in a group of rookie wild warriors. The huge three-headed snake of the Cobra King attracted their attention.

The scene just now seemed to take a long time, but in fact, so much happened in just a blink of an eye.

Seeing more than a dozen Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures flying over, the Beast Soul Warrior said solemnly: "Minister Wu, the situation is so critical now that it is too late to escape even now. We can only choose to fight the Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures head-on.

Panshe Gong, Panshe and I will stop you here for a while. We hope you can summon the Ghost King's Dharma Body as quickly as possible. Only in this way can we all have a chance of survival."

“That’s the only way!”

The witch minister nodded solemnly and led his ten lower witches to quickly prepare to the rear. Twenty giant warriors of the Wangmang clan were responsible for guarding them.

"Hiss-"

The three-headed snake coiled up vigilantly, with its three huge heads guarding three directions respectively.

As a third-grade snake species, each head has a skill, namely petrification, venom, and devouring. However, under the teasing of the dragon eagle, all three skills were used but no dragon eagle was hurt.

Although Panshe is very powerful, he has never fought against the Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture. This group of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures often prey on strange beasts such as giant snakes in the endless forests.

Not only did he have extensive experience in fighting giant snake species, he was also very interested in such a large amount of delicious snake meat, and soon caused the Panshe to suffer losses and be injured.

"I'll stop the group of dragon vultures on the right!"

The beast soul warrior of the Ghost Witch Tribe shouted loudly and tore off the beast robe on his body with a roar. His originally tall and strong body suddenly swelled to twice its size, like a little giant.

Driven by the energy and blood in his body, the totem pattern flashed a dark red light, and then the figure of a mandrill appeared behind the Beast Soul Warrior, and every move was exactly the same as the Beast Soul Warrior.

"Roar--"

The seemingly illusory figure of the mandrill could actually make a real roar. The huge figure grabbed the wings of the nearest dragon eagle and almost broke the wing of the dragon eagle when it was caught off guard.

"Wow—"

"cry--"

The dragon vulture screamed loudly because its wings were injured. Fortunately, several other dragon vultures came to rescue it and sent the injured dragon vulture to the direction of the solitary hill. The other dragon vultures launched a fierce siege on the beast soul warrior and the mandrill beast soul.

The Beast Soul Warrior had an extremely strong physique. After the phantom of the mandrill was defeated several times, he gritted his teeth and consumed his life to force it to appear again. If it was a one-on-one battle, the Beast Soul Warrior might have some advantages.

However, facing the Dragon Vultures with an absolute numerical advantage, the Mandrill Phantom could no longer appear after being shattered for the fifth time, which meant that the Beast Soul Warrior had run out of energy.

Even the three-headed coiled snake was attacked by several dragon vultures. One of its heads was torn off, and the right eye of another head was blinded. Only the remaining head was holding on precariously.

At this time, Panshe Gong was no longer wearing the crescent-shaped black robe, revealing the figure that had been hidden under the black robe. It was a skinny old man who stood on the back of Panshe and fought with it.

Its body is covered with small black snakes as thick as iron wires, which will attack the nearest dragon eagle from time to time. Even if they cannot break the dragon eagle's defense, the extremely strong toxic corrosive effect can make the dragon eagle cry out in pain.

However, the dragon vultures soon discovered that this little snake was only extremely fast and its strength was only at the level of a sixth-grade exotic beast, and it tasted especially delicious.

Now, Panshegong's wire snake body became a coveted delicacy by the Great Wilderness Dragon Vulture, and it was almost completely consumed in a short time.

"Wu Xiang, how long will it take you to summon the Ghost King's Dharma Body?"

When Panshegong could no longer hold on and roared anxiously and angrily, he heard a feminine and surprised voice: "Aren't you going to attack Solitary Hill? Why are you fighting with such a group of Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures?"

Recently, it’s the end of the year and I’ve been busy, so I haven’t updated the book in time. Many readers are still voting for me, which makes me feel ashamed. However, the outline of the story can only write less than ten chapters. The plot of the future is not yet well thought out. After all, the next story will go back to the capital, involving a large number of characters, forces, and plots. If I write too fast, I’m afraid that the book will collapse. Let me sort out the outline again.

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