Chapter 397 (1/2)

At the thought of this, the speed at the foot of Qingyang could not help but speed up a bit, and the distance from the bag beast in front was also shortened a little, and soon reached ten feet.

At such a close distance, Qingyang has been able to lock the escape route of the bag beast with his mind. He can see the hair of the strange beast in front clearly, and even see the panic expression in his eyes. He is more sure that this is a bag beast worth thousands of spirit stones.

At a distance of ten feet, Qingyang can catch up with him at most with a few breaths. At this time, Qingyang can't care about anything else. He runs the real Qi in his body as fast as possible. Suddenly, he jumps up and pours at the cloth bag beast in front of him.

Just then, an eagle roared suddenly in the air. Before Qingyang could react, a strong wind rushed at his back. It was as fast as the living dead before.

Qingyang was shocked. He didn't expect that someone would attack him at such a critical moment. He was so fast that someone could keep up. It was obvious that he had been staring at him for a long time. Now he would be in trouble. He couldn't save his life.

In fact, he can't be completely blamed. The speed of ordinary alcoholic bees is uneven. Since they want to pursue the bag beast with all their strength, they can't let the alcoholic bees follow behind. If they fly away, it's hard to find them back, so Qingyang put them away. Without the warning of alcoholic bees, he focused all his attention on the bag beast, and it seemed normal to be attacked by people.

Qingyang has been cultivating immortals for ten years. His mind has already been tempered and he is calm in the face of danger. At this time, the bag beast can't take care of it. It's too late to do any defense. He can only rush forward and roll on the spot. His body quickly rolls out two or three feet to the side.

Qingyang's response was just in time. The strong wind just rubbed his shoulder and didn't hurt him. He rolled out for several feet. He felt that the danger was no threat to him for the time being. Qingyang stood up from the ground and turned to look behind him.

I saw a vigorous figure just swooping down from the air. After missing the Qingyang, he didn't slow down. He directly grabbed the bag beast in front of him. Then he lifted his body, flapped his wings and flew up into the air again, flying away in the distance.

At this time, Qingyang knew that it was not a trial disciple who attacked him just now, but a second-order monster, red feather eagle. The strength of the red feather eagle is not particularly strong among the demons of the same level, but he has one advantage, that is, he is good at flying and is very fast. Therefore, he can occupy a great advantage in the face of the Qi refining friars of the same level.

Red feather eagles are not uncommon in the fairy world. Some friars will catch contemporary walking spirit beasts. Yuling sect, which is better at raising monster beasts, has them. However, the red feather eagle flies very fast. It is very difficult to catch one, and it is even more difficult to tame an adult red feather eagle.

At present, the red feather eagle is six feet long and has spread its wings for ten feet, which has exceeded the body size of ordinary second-order demons. If it were not for the suppression of the prohibition of chaos demon Valley, it would have been advanced.

The original goal of the red feather eagle was Qingyang, but because Qingyang hid fast enough, the red feather Eagle grabbed the air. It seemed that Qingyang was difficult to deal with, so he grabbed the bag beast and ran away.