Nighthawk?

Everyone was shocked. Sure enough, they saw a dark forest, a whole darker cloud covering them densely.

"You are so shameless, you actually led the Nighthawk to attack us?"

"It's so unscrupulous. I should have kicked you further just now."

"dross!"

But, scolding is useless and cannot turn the facts around.

Jing Zhichen walked to the front of everyone in silence. As the head of the team, he made a difficult decision: "Women and young men leave first, and men over 18 stay to resist."

The girls in the team were trembling and even their retreating steps were staggering.

The men who were ordered to stay were actually just young people who had just grown up. At such a critical moment, who would not cherish their lives?

They dare not disobey the orders of Jing Zhichen.

If you offend Master Time, even if you escape today, you will die miserably in the future.

The men followed Jing Zhichen tremblingly, clasped the bow and arrow in their hands, and tried to shoot arrows at the first batch of nighthawks that were gradually approaching.

However, the Nighthawk was quite cunning. Not only did he avoid it skillfully, but he also swooped over everyone's heads.

A scream of "Ah——".

The first boy who was pecked at the head was the one who brought the nighthawk over.

Everyone watched his head chiseled a hole by the sharp beak of the Nighthawk, and then blood emerged like a fountain.

Real and terrifying!

Even though this boy was extremely shameless and had a dark mind, everyone couldn't help feeling sad when he saw his death so miserable - everyone seemed to see what he would end up waiting for a while.

Seeing that everyone was frightened, Jing Zhichen frowned and scolded, "Take out the appearance of a man! Men are passionate, when will they not sprinkle at this time? Does the empire need to be protected by a group of cowards? A group of cowards who claim to awaken their supernatural powers but cannot even beat an eagle?!"

As he said that, he first shot an arrow and hit a Nighthawk.

Everyone was ashamed of his words, and when they saw him leading the way, they couldn't help but be motivated. They stood in the triangular trapezoidal queue they had rehearsed, and aimed their bows and arrows in the air.

Seeing more and more nighthawks flying closer, Jing Zhichen chanted the words and started singing.

Qin Xin stood behind and heard his chanting, and couldn't help but murmur: "Is this the so-called supernatural spell?"

Xiao Douding seemed to be anxious: "Sister Xin, go quickly. Young Master Jing has bought us the time. If we don't leave, it will be very dangerous to wait for a large number of nighthawks to arrive..."

There are only the first batch in front of us, and there are more dark clouds surging behind us.

That's not clouds, that's a terrifying group of eagles!

Qin Xin narrowed her eyes: "You go first."

She looked at Jing Zhichen with interest, not wanting to miss the good opportunity to witness the supernatural beings exert their supernatural powers.

I saw Jing Zhichen chanting a spell, and his hands formed a cross gesture in the air, and a loud sound broke out: "其——!"

As his shout fell, the first batch of nighthawks were frozen and stopped in the air, with colorful halos appearing around them.

ah.

What a gorgeous time spell.

Is this...time still?

Qin Xin looked at him curiously.

However, the time of rest seems to be limited to a limited area.

Otherwise, Jing Zhichen should have frozen all nighthawks, even everyone here.
Chapter completed!