The wind is howling in the sea of ​​clouds.

Tens of thousands of flying cranes are spreading their wings and flying together.

There is an elite disciple named Lingyun in Xianhe Sect. He just won the first place in the competition and was upright and energetic.

Ling Yun and other elite disciples of the Xianhe Sect stepped on or sat cross-legged on Feihe's back and rushed to Tiandishan.

"Boss Lingyun, your crane group is really majestic. When you go to Tiantai Mountain, you will surely shine and sweep across the world." An elite disciple said.

When he spoke, he used his skills. No matter how the wind whistled around him, he could not stop his voice and it was clearly transmitted into everyone's ear curtains.

"My brothers and sisters have praised me. This time, the people who participated in the battle for the inheritance of the White Fox Spirit Immortal are all elites from the top ten sects. If we want to obtain inheritance, we not only need strength, but also luck." Ling Yun said.

"Boss Lingyun, you are too modest. With your group of tens of thousands of cranes, who can stop it?" An elite disciple immediately said.

"Boss Lingyun, you are the role model of our generation. No wonder you were sent out by the head as soon as you were promoted to an elite disciple. This time you went to Tianti Mountain, and you are the only one who can be seen!" An elite female disciple said respectfully.

Along the way, Ling Yun and these elite disciples had all the discussions.

He is powerful, and there are soul-sending fleas in the air orifice. The soul of the man from the Tianhe is placed in the soul-sending fleas, and he is guided at the battlefield anytime and anywhere. There are also tens of thousands of cranes supporting him.

Therefore, Ling Yun defeated several other elite disciples one by one.

He is not arrogant, has a dignity, is more modest, and can easily win the favor of everyone and be praised by everyone. He admires Ling Yun very much.

"Which of the top ten sects in Zhongzhou is not a deep foundation? I believe there must be capable people among them. Although I have tens of thousands of cranes, I also have weaknesses of poor command. Regarding commanding Feihe, I need to ask you more advice." Ling Yun said, bowing to the people around me.

"I dare not, I dare not. It is also our honor to be able to compete with Boss Ling Yun."

"These days, Boss Lingyun, you practice hard and practice hard, and your hard work is so ashamed."

"Boss Lingyun, you are a God of Progress and are extremely talented in controlling the crane. You just lack practice before. In time, you will definitely be above Sun Yuanhua."

The other elite disciples said, and I responded in one word.

Their words were completely from the heart. They all saw Ling Yun’s progress along the way.

Ling Yun couldn't help but smile. He had Master Tianhe teach and teach secret experiences at any time, and sometimes even manipulate them on his own. Can he not make progress in the God?

After flying for a while, the iron-beaked cranes shouted.

Ling Yun and others knew it.

"Okay. The time is up. Let's go down and it's time to feed Feihe." Ling Yun paused, and Feihe group began to pierce the clouds below one by one under his mobilization.

Suddenly, there was a white confusion around everyone.

Soon, the clouds disappeared, and everyone flew down the clouds with the flying cranes and rushed towards the lush ground.

Feihe also needs to eat. The larger the crane group, the higher the demand for food. Fortunately, Feihe, the iron beak, eats everything. Sometimes it can even swallow gravel and fill its belly, which is very easy to feed.

Lingyun owns this huge group of cranes, but it is also quite troublesome. Every once in a while, he has to fly to the ground to feed the cranes.

"Huh? There is a battle below!" While descending, an elite disciple suddenly spoke.

Everyone immediately discovered a strange situation below.

The four demon cultivators laughed in a burst of silence, surrounded the three female cultivators, and were slowly approaching.

"Bah, they are those four traitors." Soon, an elite disciple revealed the identities of the four demon cultivators in a disgusting tone.

These four major traitors are the East, Chen Lun Dao, the West, Yu Baguang, violence in the South, and Fan Chunyao, the North.

They have been mingling in Zhongzhou, and each of them has spiritual wave cultivation. When they cooperate, they can compete with the spiritual king practitioners and are very powerful.

"Look, the one surrounded by them was the little fairy Bixia of the Tianlian Sect!" An elite disciple with sharp eyes shouted.

"Hmph, everyone in the devil's way can be punished!" Ling Yun's face was extremely cold, and without thinking too much, he immediately drove the crane group to pounce down.

"Hehehe, Fairy Bixia, you are doomed today!"

"I didn't expect that today I was so lucky that I could get the beauty of Fairy Bixia. Even if I suffered any serious injuries, it would be worth it."

The four thiefs frowned and gradually approached the three female practitioners of the Tianlian Sect.

"Damn it." Fairy Bixia almost bit her silver teeth. She was seriously injured and wanted to break through, but she was powerless.

Just as she was gradually feeling desperate and was about to bite her tongue and commit suicide, suddenly a group of cranes came from above her head.

"Who?" The four traitors all looked up and asked in unison.

"Elite disciple of the Crane Sect, Ling Yun!" Ling Yun stepped on the back of the Iron-Balled Flying Crane King, his tongue blooming like thunder.

He stood proudly on the back of a crane, with a strong body, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, stared at the four thieves tightly, and then reached out to point.

The elite disciples behind him, and tens of thousands of iron-bowed cranes, passed by him and charged against the four traitors.

"My God, so many cranes!"

"He is the elite disciple of the ten major sects and Xianhe Sect..."

"Oh no, we have injuries on our bodies. We are not the opponents of this group of people. Retreat first!"

The four major thieves judged the situation and turned around and ran away. They soon ran far away, and their backs disappeared from everyone's sight.

"These debris of the devil's path have nothing else, they just run fast." The elite disciples laughed.

"You're okay?" Ling Yun walked down the Hebei and came to the little fairy Bixia, and said gently.

"I, I'm fine... Thank you Young Master Lingyun for saving your life!" Fairy Bixia looked at Lingyun, her face blushed, and her eyes were obsessed.

She thought she could not escape this disaster, but she didn't expect a hero to soar into the sky.
Chapter completed!