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Moreover, there seemed to be a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Lao Diao Wang was shocked, and cried out badly.

He quickly stopped his dive and abruptly stopped his fall.

With this effort, the entire carving clan can do less than ten.

And the one that can lift the weight lightly like it can stop the downward trend, and can immediately lift off, the entire eagle family, only it is carved.

The old Eagle King's body slowly lifted into the air, and a trace of triumphant expression flashed in its eyes.

But right away, he always felt heavier than usual.

"Is it because I ate the snake and didn't poop? But it's not right. My poop is only two or three kilograms at most, but the weight on my body seems to be ten kilograms.

It quickly turned its head and looked at its back.

A dog-like guy is stretching out two paws, grabbing its feathers tightly.

The Old Eagle King screamed in fright, as if his body was covered in shit, he hurriedly descended into the sky in a spiral, plus 720 degrees Thomas somersault, trying to get rid of the disgusting guy on his back.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Chen Yu's face, and he communicated the little things with his spirit.

"Gravity."

Tiny's body slowly grew larger, and soon became an elephant-like weight.

This old Eagle King couldn't get rid of the little bit on his back no matter what method he used in mid-air, and now he could only let out a mournful cry from his head up.

However, the other iron-billed dragons had no head, and they didn't know what to do next. They could only watch their king being pressed to the ground by the heavy little bit of the elephant ship.

boom…

Ten meters away from Chen Yu, the dust was flying, and the old carving Wang Guangrong crashed.

Fortunately, the feathers on its body are as hard as iron, otherwise this single blow would be enough to kill it.

How could Chen Yu let go of this opportunity, it dashed through the clouds and rode on the back of Lao Diaowang, with the other hand pinched its bald neck.

The Lao Diao Wang was critically restrained, so he could only stay in place.

However, its eyes are still turning thiefly, obviously with some bad idea.

Chen Yu pointed five fingers, and the old carving king opened his boss's mouth, sticking out his tongue.

"Master, come up quickly, we are sitting in the Diaoyun Meisha tribe."

Chen Yu greeted Mo Yanyan.

Mo Yanyan didn't dare to neglect, she appeared behind Chen Yu as soon as she moved, and her two hands were gently wrapped around Chen Yu's waist.

Xiao Budian has returned to her original puppy size, and Lao Diao suddenly feels less pressure on her body.

Chen Yusong slightly loosened the big hand that was pinching Lao Diaowang's neck, and gave an order from his mouth.

"Huh! Old ghost, I know you understand what I mean. Now, I order you to go in that direction with all your strength. If you dare to do anything to me in mid-air, I will wipe out your feathers."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he pulled off a feather from the old Eagle King's neck, and the painful old Eagle King's eyes were bulging.

It was originally the King of Ten Thousand Eagles, but now it has become a human mount. I am afraid that the pain in his heart is ten times better than the body.

Seeing that the old carving king was soft, Chen Yu pulled his neck triumphantly and let out a "drive" in his mouth.

The old Eagle King moved his wings, and after running for hundreds of meters on the ground, his body finally slowly lifted into the air.

Standing on a high place to admire the beautiful scenery, it was really different. Mo Yanyan had a smile on her cold face, and she looked at the mountains and rivers on her curiously.

The group of eagles had no head, and the Lao Diao Wang's men spread their wings and followed behind him.

It looks like Chen Yu is leading an army of tens of thousands of iron-mouthed sculptures, going to conquer a certain country.

However, the other animals underneath had fallen blood mold. This group of iron-mouthed sculptures were numerous, shit while flying, and spread fertilizer all over the jungle.

Not to mention, with the help of flying tools, the three of Chen Yu were so fast, and it took only half an hour to see the valley of the Meisha tribe.

The sentinels around the valley also found dense iron mouth sculptures, and bursts of horn-blowing sounds echoed around the valley.

Chen Yu stared at him, and the Meisha tribe below instantly became chaotic. The old, weak, sick and disabled hurriedly hid in the cave, while the strong man hurriedly boarded the valley holding a spear.

Some people with red eyes holding bows and arrows have already set up their arrows and shot them randomly at the iron beak in the sky.

However, due to limited arm strength, the arrow fell weakly in midair.

Chen Yu and Mo Yanyan glanced down quickly, hoping to find the three of them who had been imprisoned.

However, after they rode the old eagle five or six times in the air, they still didn't see the person they were looking for. It seemed that the Meisha people hid them.

Of course, the worst expectation is that these red-eyed people have already killed them.

This made Chen Yu's heart slowly rise.

It moved its mouth to the ear of the old eagle and gave the order.

"Old beast, quickly order your men to attack the tribe below, don't pretend that you don't understand, you can't deceive me."

Had the Eagle King ever suffered such a humiliation and shame. It was originally the King of Eagles, but now it has not only become Chen Yu's mount, but now it has to let his own kind to sell his lives for this wicked enemy under persecution.

Thinking of this, its mouth let out a stern scream, and its body fell straight toward the ground.

It seemed that it was crashing on its own, and by the way, it pulled Chen Yu into the water.

Chen Yu was furious. He slammed Lao Diaowang on the head, and with his five fingers, a lot of feathers were pulled down.

Then his hands fluffed, and after just a few strokes, only sparse feathers were left behind the old Eagle King moving in the wind.

Lao Diao Wang still wanted to hold on, but after Chen Yu pulled a dozen handfuls of carved hair, he finally became soft.

It had two wings and continued to lift off, with a reluctant squeal in its mouth.

The other iron-mouthed eagles heard the order of the old eagle king, their wings shrank, and one by one swooped down like a cannonball toward the Red Eyes tribe below.

For a while, the red-eyed people below let out a scream, some were pierced through their bodies by iron mouths, and some were pierced through their heads by their iron claws.

So far, this group of people don't know that the instigator of this incident is Chen Yu riding on the back of the old carving king.

Of course, the fighting power of the Red Eyes is not trivial. They also killed nearly a hundred iron-mouthed sculptures under their hard work, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

At this moment, a tall woman suddenly hovered over ten meters in the sky, and then muttered something.

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes. He recognized this person as the great sacrifice of the Meisha clan, and he didn't know what she was going to do now?

After chanting the spell in the big sacrificial ritual's mouth, he suddenly put a golden rooster in the air in an independent shape, with his hands wide open.