Chapter 1762
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Sleeping tiger gorge ridge, rainstorm still.
In the long run, the endless dense fog that envelops the whole body like an iron curtain will breed a sense of chaos among the weak minded monks.
In fact, the monks who were going down to the south of shuihuxia mountain at this time, especially the sword cultivators who wanted to return to Baolian sword land, all had good accomplishments. However, under the pressure of fog for a long time, their momentum was still weak.
In other words, these monks in the gorge range are like a group of fish who have been away from the water for a long time. They are in urgent need of releasing their divine consciousness and breaking away from the shackles.
But the horror of the fog mountain sea lies in that the fog is not always stable. The crisis of life and death will come back at any time, and it will become more and more dangerous with the deepening of the south.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"
In the heavy rain and fog, a piercing roar came down from the sky, and directly rang through the ears of the monks who were marching down the gorge.
"Damn it, how come again!"
With the roaring sound, a monk's face changed. He held the sword handle behind him and looked up at the thick fog which began to roll violently. His eyes were full of dignified color.
Although these monks could not see the exact scene in the thick fog because of the isolation of divine consciousness, the sharp roaring sound in their ears undoubtedly told everyone below that there were swift and violent beasts in the fog.
Next breath, at the front of the team, a dignified voice came out directly:
"fog beast is coming, everyone is on guard. This fog beast is a flying fog beast. I don't know if it is hostile. I can't move. I'll wait for it to pass first."
As soon as the voice from the elder of yunwuzong came out, the original mighty team suddenly stopped, and then a monk subconsciously gathered together to form a formation, with his eyes fixed on the top and on guard.
As the saying goes, the more unknown it is, the more fearful it will be. Every passing of the Xialing fog herd is a great test for the monks.
"Roar!"
Next breath, the roar of the fog beast from Tuoshan resounds between the gorge and the ridge. Compared with the monks of outsiders, the best way to deal with the fog beast of the aborigines in the gorge is actually another stronger beast.
The animal of Tuoshan mountain has a high rank in Wushan sea. Therefore, Yunwu sect used the animal's dignity to roar, and roared back wave after wave to get close to the animal. There were few accidents.
But this time, what made everyone look very ugly was that when the animal roared in the rain and fog, the expected scene of the fog animal retreating did not appear. Instead, it was a more angry roar:
"hiss!"
The roar of the beast suddenly sounded like thunder. At the same time, there was a monk below who was no longer calm. He blurted out: "it's not good to have a high-level fog beast!"
Before the words fell, the fog between the gorge and ridge began to boil and roll like boiling water, and the sharp hissing sound came out one after another.
Then, under the guidance of the friar of yunwuzong, the animal in the front of the team raised its head and began to pour out scarlet light to the void.
The next breath, the countless fog in the gorge range was completely penetrated by the red awn, and then a giant fog beast with two wings was clearly exposed between the red awns, which made people sweat and feel cold.
"There are so many fog beasts, and they are also the most difficult flying fog beasts. If these flying fog beasts are hostile to us and rush down, I'm afraid that many people will stay here this time."
After a frightened voice came out of a monk's mouth, what he was afraid of was what he was afraid of. In the deepest part of the fog, the shrill hiss resounded again between heaven and earth.
"Hiss!"
In this howling, there is the tyranny that everyone can clearly perceive, and this is also the obvious attack horn!
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have met one of the most difficult exotic animals in the fog mountain sea, the sharp billed fog bird. We need to defend on the spot. We need to keep our lives as our first priority. We need to form an array, form an array!"
The voice of the three elders of yunwuzong had already brought infinite dignity and anxiety. Then the animals in the front of Tuoshan poured out their red awns and broke out again.
In this outbreak of red awn, the dense and indistinct figures of the sharp billed fog birds in the thick fog had already dived directly from the sky to the top of the monk's head above the ground.
This is undoubtedly a most terrifying picture.
Under the cover of dense fog, whether the vision or the divine sense is extremely weak, the beaked fog bird is just like a ghost who doesn't know. With the speed of mind shaking, it carries the sharp edge on the beak that can pierce the sharp armor, and comes to the invaders below.
Indeed, relative to the fog beast in the fog mountain sea, the monks of all forces in taixuan are the invaders!
"Damn it, I'm so lucky. I'll kill you while the red awn still shines on these fog birds!"
There are few cowards who dare to roam south to the core. In a flash, countless sharp swords come out of their scabbard, and the edge between the gorge and the ridge reaches its peak in a flash.The sword Qi burst through the fog and rushed to the sharp billed fog bird.
For a moment, the sound of intensive fine iron percussion rang everywhere, and the whole rolling sea of fog was like a mass of cotton cut back and forth, cut into one big and small shape after another.
However, the defense of the sharp billed fog bird's body surface is beyond imagination. In addition to the fact that some people with excellent accomplishments can directly cut off the former with one sword, many of the awn of sword Qi can only cut a painless wound on the body surface of these fog beasts.
Next breath, in the thick fog of the gorge, a shrill and painful howl suddenly rang out to everyone's ears, but this howl did not come from the fog bird, but from the friar!
"Help me, help me!"
I saw the fog rolling, I saw that the sharp beak of the bird, without any fancy, broke the border set by an old swordsman in front of me.
Then, under the despairing howl of the latter, he continued to crash down, penetrating the old Friar's eyebrows like pricking tofu.
In a flash, Jian Xiu's head burst open like a watermelon, and his blood splashed everywhere. He began to dye the first drop of scarlet blood for this place.
"Someone's dead!"
Even though it was hard to see the fog around, a monk realized that the crisis would be beyond imagination.
But the next breath, these friars have no time to think, because between the rolling clouds, one after another beaked fogbird, began to dive to the ground, really appeared in front of everyone.
At this moment, the rain is no longer falling from the sky, there is also a scythe reaping life.
The prelude to the killing between a southward monk and a fog beast is so abrupt!
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Sleeping tiger gorge ridge, rainstorm still.
In the long run, the endless dense fog that envelops the whole body like an iron curtain will breed a sense of chaos among the weak minded monks.
In fact, the monks who were going down to the south of shuihuxia mountain at this time, especially the sword cultivators who wanted to return to Baolian sword land, all had good accomplishments. However, under the pressure of fog for a long time, their momentum was still weak.
In other words, these monks in the gorge range are like a group of fish who have been away from the water for a long time. They are in urgent need of releasing their divine consciousness and breaking away from the shackles.
But the horror of the fog mountain sea lies in that the fog is not always stable. The crisis of life and death will come back at any time, and it will become more and more dangerous with the deepening of the south.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"
In the heavy rain and fog, a piercing roar came down from the sky, and directly rang through the ears of the monks who were marching down the gorge.
"Damn it, how come again!"
With the roaring sound, a monk's face changed. He held the sword handle behind him and looked up at the thick fog which began to roll violently. His eyes were full of dignified color.
Although these monks could not see the exact scene in the thick fog because of the isolation of divine consciousness, the sharp roaring sound in their ears undoubtedly told everyone below that there were swift and violent beasts in the fog.
Next breath, at the front of the team, a dignified voice came out directly:
"fog beast is coming, everyone is on guard. This fog beast is a flying fog beast. I don't know if it is hostile. I can't move. I'll wait for it to pass first."
As soon as the voice from the elder of yunwuzong came out, the original mighty team suddenly stopped, and then a monk subconsciously gathered together to form a formation, with his eyes fixed on the top and on guard.
As the saying goes, the more unknown it is, the more fearful it will be. Every passing of the Xialing fog herd is a great test for the monks.
"Roar!"
Next breath, the roar of the fog beast from Tuoshan resounds between the gorge and the ridge. Compared with the monks of outsiders, the best way to deal with the fog beast of the aborigines in the gorge is actually another stronger beast.
The animal of Tuoshan mountain has a high rank in Wushan sea. Therefore, Yunwu sect used the animal's dignity to roar, and roared back wave after wave to get close to the animal. There were few accidents.
But this time, what made everyone look very ugly was that when the animal roared in the rain and fog, the expected scene of the fog animal retreating did not appear. Instead, it was a more angry roar:
"hiss!"
The roar of the beast suddenly sounded like thunder. At the same time, there was a monk below who was no longer calm. He blurted out: "it's not good to have a high-level fog beast!"
Before the words fell, the fog between the gorge and ridge began to boil and roll like boiling water, and the sharp hissing sound came out one after another.
Then, under the guidance of the friar of yunwuzong, the animal in the front of the team raised its head and began to pour out scarlet light to the void.
The next breath, the countless fog in the gorge range was completely penetrated by the red awn, and then a giant fog beast with two wings was clearly exposed between the red awns, which made people sweat and feel cold.
"There are so many fog beasts, and they are also the most difficult flying fog beasts. If these flying fog beasts are hostile to us and rush down, I'm afraid that many people will stay here this time."
After a frightened voice came out of a monk's mouth, what he was afraid of was what he was afraid of. In the deepest part of the fog, the shrill hiss resounded again between heaven and earth.
"Hiss!"
In this howling, there is the tyranny that everyone can clearly perceive, and this is also the obvious attack horn!
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have met one of the most difficult exotic animals in the fog mountain sea, the sharp billed fog bird. We need to defend on the spot. We need to keep our lives as our first priority. We need to form an array, form an array!"
The voice of the three elders of yunwuzong had already brought infinite dignity and anxiety. Then the animals in the front of Tuoshan poured out their red awns and broke out again.
In this outbreak of red awn, the dense and indistinct figures of the sharp billed fog birds in the thick fog had already dived directly from the sky to the top of the monk's head above the ground.
This is undoubtedly a most terrifying picture.
Under the cover of dense fog, whether the vision or the divine sense is extremely weak, the beaked fog bird is just like a ghost who doesn't know. With the speed of mind shaking, it carries the sharp edge on the beak that can pierce the sharp armor, and comes to the invaders below.
Indeed, relative to the fog beast in the fog mountain sea, the monks of all forces in taixuan are the invaders!
"Damn it, I'm so lucky. I'll kill you while the red awn still shines on these fog birds!"
There are few cowards who dare to roam south to the core. In a flash, countless sharp swords come out of their scabbard, and the edge between the gorge and the ridge reaches its peak in a flash.The sword Qi burst through the fog and rushed to the sharp billed fog bird.
For a moment, the sound of intensive fine iron percussion rang everywhere, and the whole rolling sea of fog was like a mass of cotton cut back and forth, cut into one big and small shape after another.
However, the defense of the sharp billed fog bird's body surface is beyond imagination. In addition to the fact that some people with excellent accomplishments can directly cut off the former with one sword, many of the awn of sword Qi can only cut a painless wound on the body surface of these fog beasts.
Next breath, in the thick fog of the gorge, a shrill and painful howl suddenly rang out to everyone's ears, but this howl did not come from the fog bird, but from the friar!
"Help me, help me!"
I saw the fog rolling, I saw that the sharp beak of the bird, without any fancy, broke the border set by an old swordsman in front of me.
Then, under the despairing howl of the latter, he continued to crash down, penetrating the old Friar's eyebrows like pricking tofu.
In a flash, Jian Xiu's head burst open like a watermelon, and his blood splashed everywhere. He began to dye the first drop of scarlet blood for this place.
"Someone's dead!"
Even though it was hard to see the fog around, a monk realized that the crisis would be beyond imagination.
But the next breath, these friars have no time to think, because between the rolling clouds, one after another beaked fogbird, began to dive to the ground, really appeared in front of everyone.
At this moment, the rain is no longer falling from the sky, there is also a scythe reaping life.
The prelude to the killing between a southward monk and a fog beast is so abrupt!
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Sleeping tiger gorge ridge, rainstorm still. In the long run, the endless dense fog that envelops the whole body like an iron curtain will breed a sense of chaos among the weak minded monks. In fact, the monks who were going down to the south of shuihuxia mountain at this time, especially the sword cultivators who wanted to return to Baolian sword land, all had good accomplishments. However, under the pressure of fog for a long time, their momentum was still weak. In other words, these monks in the gorge range are like a group of fish who have been away from the water for a long time. They are in urgent need of releasing their divine consciousness and breaking away from the shackles. But the horror of the fog mountain sea lies in that the fog is not always stable. The crisis of life and death will come back at any time, and it will become more and more dangerous with the deepening of the south. "Hiss, hiss, hiss!" In the heavy rain and fog, a piercing roar came down from the sky, and directly rang through the ears of the monks who were marching down the gorge. "Damn it, how come again!" With the roaring sound, a monk's face changed. He held the sword handle behind him and looked up at the thick fog which began to roll violently. His eyes were full of dignified color. Although these monks could not see the exact scene in the thick fog because of the isolation of divine consciousness, the sharp roaring sound in their ears undoubtedly told everyone below that there were swift and violent beasts in the fog. Next breath, at the front of the team, a dignified voice came out directly: "fog beast is coming, everyone is on guard. This fog beast is a flying fog beast. I don't know if it is hostile. I can't move. I'll wait for it to pass first." As soon as the voice from the elder of yunwuzong came out, the original mighty team suddenly stopped, and then a monk subconsciously gathered together to form a formation, with his eyes fixed on the top and on guard. As the saying goes, the more unknown it is, the more fearful it will be. Every passing of the Xialing fog herd is a great test for the monks. "Roar!" Next breath, the roar of the fog beast from Tuoshan resounds between the gorge and the ridge. Compared with the monks of outsiders, the best way to deal with the fog beast of the aborigines in the gorge is actually another stronger beast. The animal of Tuoshan mountain has a high rank in Wushan sea. Therefore, Yunwu sect used the animal's dignity to roar, and roared back wave after wave to get close to the animal. There were few accidents. But this time, what made everyone look very ugly was that when the animal roared in the rain and fog, the expected scene of the fog animal retreating did not appear. Instead, it was a more angry roar: "hiss!" The roar of the beast suddenly sounded like thunder. At the same time, there was a monk below who was no longer calm. He blurted out: "it's not good to have a high-level fog beast!" Before the words fell, the fog between the gorge and ridge began to boil and roll like boiling water, and the sharp hissing sound came out one after another. Then, under the guidance of the friar of yunwuzong, the animal in the front of the team raised its head and began to pour out scarlet light to the void. The next breath, the countless fog in the gorge range was completely penetrated by the red awn, and then a giant fog beast with two wings was clearly exposed between the red awns, which made people sweat and feel cold. "There are so many fog beasts, and they are also the most difficult flying fog beasts. If these flying fog beasts are hostile to us and rush down, I'm afraid that many people will stay here this time." After a frightened voice came out of a monk's mouth, what he was afraid of was what he was afraid of. In the deepest part of the fog, the shrill hiss resounded again between heaven and earth. "Hiss!" In this howling, there is the tyranny that everyone can clearly perceive, and this is also the obvious attack horn! "Ladies and gentlemen, we have met one of the most difficult exotic animals in the fog mountain sea, the sharp billed fog bird. We need to defend on the spot. We need to keep our lives as our first priority. We need to form an array, form an array!" The voice of the three elders of yunwuzong had already brought infinite dignity and anxiety. Then the animals in the front of Tuoshan poured out their red awns and broke out again. In this outbreak of red awn, the dense and indistinct figures of the sharp billed fog birds in the thick fog had already dived directly from the sky to the top of the monk's head above the ground. This is undoubtedly a most terrifying picture. Under the cover of dense fog, whether the vision or the divine sense is extremely weak, the beaked fog bird is just like a ghost who doesn't know. With the speed of mind shaking, it carries the sharp edge on the beak that can pierce the sharp armor, and comes to the invaders below. Indeed, relative to the fog beast in the fog mountain sea, the monks of all forces in taixuan are the invaders! "Damn it, I'm so lucky. I'll kill you while the red awn still shines on these fog birds!" There are few cowards who dare to roam south to the core. In a flash, countless sharp swords come out of their scabbard, and the edge between the gorge and the ridge reaches its peak in a flash.The sword Qi burst through the fog and rushed to the sharp billed fog bird. For a moment, the sound of intensive fine iron percussion rang everywhere, and the whole rolling sea of fog was like a mass of cotton cut back and forth, cut into one big and small shape after another. However, the defense of the sharp billed fog bird's body surface is beyond imagination. In addition to the fact that some people with excellent accomplishments can directly cut off the former with one sword, many of the awn of sword Qi can only cut a painless wound on the body surface of these fog beasts. Next breath, in the thick fog of the gorge, a shrill and painful howl suddenly rang out to everyone's ears, but this howl did not come from the fog bird, but from the friar! "Help me, help me!" I saw the fog rolling, I saw that the sharp beak of the bird, without any fancy, broke the border set by an old swordsman in front of me. Then, under the despairing howl of the latter, he continued to crash down, penetrating the old Friar's eyebrows like pricking tofu. In a flash, Jian Xiu's head burst open like a watermelon, and his blood splashed everywhere. He began to dye the first drop of scarlet blood for this place. "Someone's dead!" Even though it was hard to see the fog around, a monk realized that the crisis would be beyond imagination. But the next breath, these friars have no time to think, because between the rolling clouds, one after another beaked fogbird, began to dive to the ground, really appeared in front of everyone. At this moment, the rain is no longer falling from the sky, there is also a scythe reaping life. The prelude to the killing between a southward monk and a fog beast is so abrupt! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
