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Ye Qingling quickly jumped up and said, "You have to give me one!"

"Why give it to you?" Wang Ziqiao hurriedly put the eggs into his backpack.

"The two of us discovered it together, you can't swallow it alone!" Ye Qingling glared at Wang Ziqiao.

"Even if I give it to you, can you hatch it? Do you know how to hatch this eagle egg? How to tame the giant eagle? All you can do is control them with the worms. When you eat and drink the worms, the giant eagle will death, but I am different, I not only hatch them, I can even use them to breed more offspring and breed bigger vulture eagles!"

When Wang Ziqiao spoke, he jumped down.

"Then after you hatch this eagle egg, give me one!" Ye Qingling jumped down reluctantly.

"Hey, you are a female. If you want to hatch the eggs, you are the one who hatches them. Or, I will give you these two eggs, and you go and hatch them. After they hatch, give me one?" Wang Ziqiao glanced at Ye Qingling.

"You? You are the mother!" Ye Qing's spiritual chest heaved and rose, a little turbulent.

Wang Ziqiao didn't want to talk to Ye Qingling anymore, so he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

"Where are you going?" Ye Qingling followed closely behind.

"Of course I'm going home!"

"Don't try to leave me this time!"

The two were talking, when suddenly there was an eagle's howl from high above the sky: Chirp...

It is high and loud, and under the echo of the valley, it is even more penetrating.

Wang Ziqiao looked up and saw a giant eagle with a wingspan of about five meters, gliding and swooping rapidly.

Indistinctly, one could still see a thin old man standing on the eagle's back, staring straight down with a pair of hazy eyes.

One person and one eagle arrived in an instant and landed on the open space in front of Wang Ziqiao. The old man above landed first. He was only about 1.7 meters tall, skinny, and weighed no more than one hundred catties. Holding a large black sword, his face was gloomy.

Wang Ziqiao scanned the past with his mental strength, but felt that the other party's blood was extremely strong, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a ball of flames, and he couldn't get close to the old man at all. Based on this alone, Wang Ziqiao could judge that the other party was definitely five years old. Grandmaster level and above.

Ye Qingling stood beside Wang Ziqiao with a very solemn expression, and she already felt that the other party was not simple.

The giant eagle stood upright and was about the same size as the old man. It was like a small ostrich. The attack power of such a giant eagle must be very terrifying, even compared with the white crane of Bi Zhiqing's master and apprentice, it was not much worse.

The old man sized up Wang Ziqiao and Ye Qingling for a while, then set his eyes on Ke Ke again, and said angrily in Chinese, "Who are they?"

"Senior, they are from Huaxia, just like your hometown!" Ke Ke hurriedly explained.

"Huh? Are you from Huaxia?" Wang Ziqiao was also surprised.

"Put down the eagle eggs!" The old man ordered, "Then get out of here!"

Prince Qiao frowned, but said nothing.

But Ye Qingling chuckled: "Old man, don't think that you are great just because you have kung fu. We must take away the eagle eggs. If you are not sensible, we will even take your giant eagle away with you!"

While speaking, Ye Qingling's gaze also turned to the giant eagle.

The hair on the eagle's neck and top of its head stood up, and its wings spread slightly, showing a fighting posture.

After hearing this, the old man looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha... okay, okay, today I will see what skills you have to take away the eagle eggs, beat me, and you can say anything!"

At the same time as he spoke, the old man stepped forward, but suddenly moved forward, leaving a trail of smoke on the ground, heading straight for Ye Qingling.

Ye Qingling waved his arms, and directly used Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands. The afterimage of his arm behind his back shook, and he made a palm, aimed at the old man and slapped it.

But Wang Ziqiao tapped his toes on the ground and quickly backed away.

boom!

Ye Qingling and the old man clapped their palms together, as if a violent explosion had occurred, the energy scattered from the palms of the two, creating a big hole in the ground, and even the gravel beside the two were blown away by the energy.

Ye Qingling took two steps back, the old man took a step back, and looked at each other in surprise.

"What a girl, she has such skill!" The old man couldn't help sighing.

But at the next moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly raised his hand to look at the palm, the palm turned black, and his expression changed drastically: "You? You practice poison kung fu?"

The old man gritted his teeth, his veins, like a loach, trembled rapidly under his skin, the energy from his whole body gathered in his palm, forcing the poisonous gas out, and his palm returned to normal.

Ye Qingling laughed lightly: "Let us go now, we can act as if nothing happened, how about that?"

"Wonderful idea, brat, the old man will let you taste my strength today!" After saying that, the old man rushed forward again.

Ye Qingling naturally refused to accept it, so he fought against the old man.

Ke Ke has already stepped back, because there is no way to gain a foothold beside the two of them.

The two started fighting, similar to acting in a movie. There were constant explosions around and under their feet, and large pits were formed on the ground by the terrifying force.

Generally speaking, level [-] cultivates inner qi, and level [-] is the ability to separate the inner qi from the body to fight against the enemy.

Of course, some exquisite martial arts, even at the fourth level, can release internal energy, but that is at the cost of depleting internal energy, such as the 36 swordsmanship of Shuramen.

Subduing Dragon Palm can also release internal energy through the palm of the fourth level when necessary.

The higher the cultivation base and the stronger the skill, the farther the attack distance can be.

From the beginning of the close-to-body battle, the two became bombarded several meters apart, as if small missiles were continuously drilled out of the palms, and after being dodged, they bombarded the ground not far away, billowing in dust and smoke.

Such a fighting scene also reminded Wang Ziqiao of the battle between Ye Qingling and Bi Zhiqing, and he was very envious in his heart. Unfortunately, Wang Ziqiao still can't sense the internal force in his body.

These days, he has been practicing subduing dragon palms and running Longyang magic skills, but although there is a sense of aura, it will disappear quickly the next day, as if it has become a part of flesh and blood, which makes Wang Ziqiao wonder if he is practicing The reason for the magic power.

However, Ye Qingling doesn't have too many worms to assist him now, and gradually loses to him.

Seeing this, Wang Ziqiao immediately used a drifting technique to bless Ye Qingling.

Ye Qingling suddenly felt that her body was as light as a feather, and her speed reached a level that even she couldn't believe.

On the contrary, the speed of the old man suddenly dropped a lot.

In contrast between the two, Ye Qingling was as shocked as a bird, while the old man turned into a stupid cow, who had no strength but could not hurt Ye Qingling at all.

boom!

Ye Qingling hit the old man's back with a palm, and sent the old man flying more than ten meters away. After somersaults, he stood upright again.

His cheeks were flushed, and his breath was rolling. If it weren't for the deep internal strength, he would definitely vomit blood under this palm.

"How is it possible?" The old man's eyes were fixed on Ye Qingling. He felt that something was wrong. Even though Ye Qingling's speed increased, why did he feel that his movements had slowed down?