Chapter 1763
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It is often said that the battlefield is merciless and the arrow is like rain. At this time, Yunwu Strait ridge is a real fog beast like rain!
When a sharp billed fog bird, tearing open the rolling fog, carrying a sharp edge comparable to Kendo, stabbed a Friar's eyebrow, these southward friars who pulled out their sword and poured out their vitality, also clearly saw the exact pattern of the sharp billed fog bird.
The bird's exaggerated sharp beak can even be described as a long gun.
At the same time, these fog beasts, which are extremely difficult to deal with in the fog mountain sea, not only have a perfect streamlined figure, but also are covered with gray feathers almost integrated with the fog.
It's no exaggeration to say that the sharp billed fog bird is undoubtedly the most skilled ghost messenger in this gorge.
In fact, it's the same thing. After a short period of ten breath, a large number of monks who have not yet fully reflected only have time to cut a sword at the thick fog in front of them, and then they are directly pierced in the head.
At the same time, a Friar's cold hair stood up and roared wildly.
In Wushan, Haixia and Ling, these friars have all kinds of accomplishments, but they can only release their powers in the air like blind people. If they are full of calculation, they can only exert 40% of their strength, and then they die with hatred. What a pity.
"This time, many monks in the gorge range will die. Now I understand why yunwuzong said ahead of time before he set out. It's not that yunwuzong didn't want to die, but that he can't do it. It's really dangerous in the gorge range."
The fog mountain sea is in the gorge where a great battle is breaking out. Because of the explosion between the supernatural powers and air engines, the fog is rolling even more, just like countless shells burst in the fog.
At the back of the gorge, Sima Annan, dressed in white, looked up and continued to look at his head. Under the red awn of the ground animals in the Tuoshan mountain, he continued to ask:
"Li Daoyou, in the process of shuttling through the gorge, like this What's the invasion of the fog beast like? "
As soon as he asked, Li Zeng, who was on the alert, did not hesitate at all, so he answered directly:
"Mr. Sima, naturally there are not many friars. Otherwise, there are so many friars going back and forth between the fog mountain and the sea. In fact, the route of Yunwu sect is quite safe on weekdays. In addition to the existence of Tuoshan beasts, there are often no fog beasts in the whole journey Attack. "
As the voice fell, Li Zeng continued to hold the long gun wrapped in white cloth behind him, and his voice continued:
"but this time, I don't know why, I met a group of warblers who are migrating. You must know the difficulty of this warbler now, and what's more important is that there is a high-level warbler whose influence is unknown."
Speaking of this, Li Zeng's eyes had an inexplicable flow of thoughts, and his voice once again said:
"this also means that the ordinary fog bird killing at this time is just the beginning, and the real violent blow has not really come."
After the sound came out, a trace of doubt emerged from Li Zeng's eyes, because there was a very strange phenomenon at this point.
Those are the dense fog birds that pierce back and forth in the sky. They attack each other like a rainstorm and reap the lives of a large number of monks. However, they seem to have consciously avoided Zhao Yu's carriage at this time.
Even from the beginning of the attack of these ferocious fog beasts, even a sharp billed fog bird did not get close. Such an incredible situation can not help but make people appear.
But next breath, Li Zeng began to have no time to think too much, because in the bloody gorge ridge, the cry of the high-level fog bird resounded through the sky again.
"Hiss!"
There was an unprecedented ferocity in the cry, and at the same time, a fishy wind rolled out from the thick fog.
As the fishy wind passes through, the intelligence of each sharp billed fog bird directly and completely dissipates, and directly enters the most ferocious state!
After a breath, among the red awns swept back by the animals in front of the mountain, one more conspicuous scarlet light suddenly appeared.
It's the creepy eyes of the bird after it's completely mad.
"Damn it, these fog birds are crazy. They are all fighting against the top, or we will all die here today!"
One of the monks raised his head to the sky and roared. Then, his powerful sword shadow, which was several times fierce, rushed to the sky and chopped off one pointed billed fog bird after another. For a moment, the sound of heavy metal and iron percussion rang through his ears.
But in the face of the fierce attack of fog birds, the southward monks who were cut by the thick fog and could not organize a joint battle were killed and injured more seriously. With the split of the air around them, the blood on the flesh and blood surged and wailed.
At the same time, the sharp billed fog bird, who had been subconsciously avoiding the location of Zhao Yu's carriage, no longer had any scruples. After hissing, it flew directly to the white clothes below and dived down to the most prominent Sima Annan.The rolling fog perfectly conceals the whereabouts of the fog bird, but just before the broad black carriage and the sharp billed wild bird rushing into the fog, Ma Xiaohuang, with his head down, opens his eyes.
Next breath, on the yellow, blue, and gold scales, all of a sudden, the flowing light began to flow, especially on the two dragon horns. The runes outlined lit up slightly, but after a moment, there was a little dissatisfaction in Xiao Huang's eyes.
Because a loud drink came directly from the front, and this voice came from the middle-aged monk Li Zeng:
"there is a fog beast coming, please be careful!"
As the cheers fell, Li Zeng suddenly exerted his right hand to hold the long gun behind him. The white cloth wrapped around the gun body behind him directly spread out, revealing one of the water blue long guns.
Next breath, Li Zeng took a step forward, leaned forward, drew his gun forward, and blasted out directly at the dense fog coming from the sharp screeching sound in front of him.
"Shentong. Jiangchao!"
A low drink came out of Li Zeng's mouth again, and then the blue awn rushed into the sky and poured into Li Zeng's long gun. Together with the heavy rain from heaven and earth, it turned into a mighty torrent and rushed forward.
"This Li, Zeng, and Li are good at controlling magical powers."
After a few breaths, Sima Annan, standing tall and upright in the rain, flashed an exclamation color in his eyes, and his voice fell down. Between the blue tide and the sky, one body after another of the sharp billed misty birds, whose necks were abruptly twisted, fell down.
Then the whole carriage around the broken air whistling, suddenly quiet!
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It is often said that the battlefield is merciless and the arrow is like rain. At this time, Yunwu Strait ridge is a real fog beast like rain!
When a sharp billed fog bird, tearing open the rolling fog, carrying a sharp edge comparable to Kendo, stabbed a Friar's eyebrow, these southward friars who pulled out their sword and poured out their vitality, also clearly saw the exact pattern of the sharp billed fog bird.
The bird's exaggerated sharp beak can even be described as a long gun.
At the same time, these fog beasts, which are extremely difficult to deal with in the fog mountain sea, not only have a perfect streamlined figure, but also are covered with gray feathers almost integrated with the fog.
It's no exaggeration to say that the sharp billed fog bird is undoubtedly the most skilled ghost messenger in this gorge.
In fact, it's the same thing. After a short period of ten breath, a large number of monks who have not yet fully reflected only have time to cut a sword at the thick fog in front of them, and then they are directly pierced in the head.
At the same time, a Friar's cold hair stood up and roared wildly.
In Wushan, Haixia and Ling, these friars have all kinds of accomplishments, but they can only release their powers in the air like blind people. If they are full of calculation, they can only exert 40% of their strength, and then they die with hatred. What a pity.
"This time, many monks in the gorge range will die. Now I understand why yunwuzong said ahead of time before he set out. It's not that yunwuzong didn't want to die, but that he can't do it. It's really dangerous in the gorge range."
The fog mountain sea is in the gorge where a great battle is breaking out. Because of the explosion between the supernatural powers and air engines, the fog is rolling even more, just like countless shells burst in the fog.
At the back of the gorge, Sima Annan, dressed in white, looked up and continued to look at his head. Under the red awn of the ground animals in the Tuoshan mountain, he continued to ask:
"Li Daoyou, in the process of shuttling through the gorge, like this What's the invasion of the fog beast like? "
As soon as he asked, Li Zeng, who was on the alert, did not hesitate at all, so he answered directly:
"Mr. Sima, naturally there are not many friars. Otherwise, there are so many friars going back and forth between the fog mountain and the sea. In fact, the route of Yunwu sect is quite safe on weekdays. In addition to the existence of Tuoshan beasts, there are often no fog beasts in the whole journey Attack. "
As the voice fell, Li Zeng continued to hold the long gun wrapped in white cloth behind him, and his voice continued:
"but this time, I don't know why, I met a group of warblers who are migrating. You must know the difficulty of this warbler now, and what's more important is that there is a high-level warbler whose influence is unknown."
Speaking of this, Li Zeng's eyes had an inexplicable flow of thoughts, and his voice once again said:
"this also means that the ordinary fog bird killing at this time is just the beginning, and the real violent blow has not really come."
After the sound came out, a trace of doubt emerged from Li Zeng's eyes, because there was a very strange phenomenon at this point.
Those are the dense fog birds that pierce back and forth in the sky. They attack each other like a rainstorm and reap the lives of a large number of monks. However, they seem to have consciously avoided Zhao Yu's carriage at this time.
Even from the beginning of the attack of these ferocious fog beasts, even a sharp billed fog bird did not get close. Such an incredible situation can not help but make people appear.
But next breath, Li Zeng began to have no time to think too much, because in the bloody gorge ridge, the cry of the high-level fog bird resounded through the sky again.
"Hiss!"
There was an unprecedented ferocity in the cry, and at the same time, a fishy wind rolled out from the thick fog.
As the fishy wind passes through, the intelligence of each sharp billed fog bird directly and completely dissipates, and directly enters the most ferocious state!
After a breath, among the red awns swept back by the animals in front of the mountain, one more conspicuous scarlet light suddenly appeared.
It's the creepy eyes of the bird after it's completely mad.
"Damn it, these fog birds are crazy. They are all fighting against the top, or we will all die here today!"
One of the monks raised his head to the sky and roared. Then, his powerful sword shadow, which was several times fierce, rushed to the sky and chopped off one pointed billed fog bird after another. For a moment, the sound of heavy metal and iron percussion rang through his ears.
But in the face of the fierce attack of fog birds, the southward monks who were cut by the thick fog and could not organize a joint battle were killed and injured more seriously. With the split of the air around them, the blood on the flesh and blood surged and wailed.
At the same time, the sharp billed fog bird, who had been subconsciously avoiding the location of Zhao Yu's carriage, no longer had any scruples. After hissing, it flew directly to the white clothes below and dived down to the most prominent Sima Annan.The rolling fog perfectly conceals the whereabouts of the fog bird, but just before the broad black carriage and the sharp billed wild bird rushing into the fog, Ma Xiaohuang, with his head down, opens his eyes.
Next breath, on the yellow, blue, and gold scales, all of a sudden, the flowing light began to flow, especially on the two dragon horns. The runes outlined lit up slightly, but after a moment, there was a little dissatisfaction in Xiao Huang's eyes.
Because a loud drink came directly from the front, and this voice came from the middle-aged monk Li Zeng:
"there is a fog beast coming, please be careful!"
As the cheers fell, Li Zeng suddenly exerted his right hand to hold the long gun behind him. The white cloth wrapped around the gun body behind him directly spread out, revealing one of the water blue long guns.
Next breath, Li Zeng took a step forward, leaned forward, drew his gun forward, and blasted out directly at the dense fog coming from the sharp screeching sound in front of him.
"Shentong. Jiangchao!"
A low drink came out of Li Zeng's mouth again, and then the blue awn rushed into the sky and poured into Li Zeng's long gun. Together with the heavy rain from heaven and earth, it turned into a mighty torrent and rushed forward.
"This Li, Zeng, and Li are good at controlling magical powers."
After a few breaths, Sima Annan, standing tall and upright in the rain, flashed an exclamation color in his eyes, and his voice fell down. Between the blue tide and the sky, one body after another of the sharp billed misty birds, whose necks were abruptly twisted, fell down.
Then the whole carriage around the broken air whistling, suddenly quiet!
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It is often said that the battlefield is merciless and the arrow is like rain. At this time, Yunwu Strait ridge is a real fog beast like rain! When a sharp billed fog bird, tearing open the rolling fog, carrying a sharp edge comparable to Kendo, stabbed a Friar's eyebrow, these southward friars who pulled out their sword and poured out their vitality, also clearly saw the exact pattern of the sharp billed fog bird. The bird's exaggerated sharp beak can even be described as a long gun. At the same time, these fog beasts, which are extremely difficult to deal with in the fog mountain sea, not only have a perfect streamlined figure, but also are covered with gray feathers almost integrated with the fog. It's no exaggeration to say that the sharp billed fog bird is undoubtedly the most skilled ghost messenger in this gorge. In fact, it's the same thing. After a short period of ten breath, a large number of monks who have not yet fully reflected only have time to cut a sword at the thick fog in front of them, and then they are directly pierced in the head. At the same time, a Friar's cold hair stood up and roared wildly. In Wushan, Haixia and Ling, these friars have all kinds of accomplishments, but they can only release their powers in the air like blind people. If they are full of calculation, they can only exert 40% of their strength, and then they die with hatred. What a pity. "This time, many monks in the gorge range will die. Now I understand why yunwuzong said ahead of time before he set out. It's not that yunwuzong didn't want to die, but that he can't do it. It's really dangerous in the gorge range." The fog mountain sea is in the gorge where a great battle is breaking out. Because of the explosion between the supernatural powers and air engines, the fog is rolling even more, just like countless shells burst in the fog. At the back of the gorge, Sima Annan, dressed in white, looked up and continued to look at his head. Under the red awn of the ground animals in the Tuoshan mountain, he continued to ask: "Li Daoyou, in the process of shuttling through the gorge, like this What's the invasion of the fog beast like? " As soon as he asked, Li Zeng, who was on the alert, did not hesitate at all, so he answered directly: "Mr. Sima, naturally there are not many friars. Otherwise, there are so many friars going back and forth between the fog mountain and the sea. In fact, the route of Yunwu sect is quite safe on weekdays. In addition to the existence of Tuoshan beasts, there are often no fog beasts in the whole journey Attack. " As the voice fell, Li Zeng continued to hold the long gun wrapped in white cloth behind him, and his voice continued: "but this time, I don't know why, I met a group of warblers who are migrating. You must know the difficulty of this warbler now, and what's more important is that there is a high-level warbler whose influence is unknown." Speaking of this, Li Zeng's eyes had an inexplicable flow of thoughts, and his voice once again said: "this also means that the ordinary fog bird killing at this time is just the beginning, and the real violent blow has not really come." After the sound came out, a trace of doubt emerged from Li Zeng's eyes, because there was a very strange phenomenon at this point. Those are the dense fog birds that pierce back and forth in the sky. They attack each other like a rainstorm and reap the lives of a large number of monks. However, they seem to have consciously avoided Zhao Yu's carriage at this time. Even from the beginning of the attack of these ferocious fog beasts, even a sharp billed fog bird did not get close. Such an incredible situation can not help but make people appear. But next breath, Li Zeng began to have no time to think too much, because in the bloody gorge ridge, the cry of the high-level fog bird resounded through the sky again. "Hiss!" There was an unprecedented ferocity in the cry, and at the same time, a fishy wind rolled out from the thick fog. As the fishy wind passes through, the intelligence of each sharp billed fog bird directly and completely dissipates, and directly enters the most ferocious state! After a breath, among the red awns swept back by the animals in front of the mountain, one more conspicuous scarlet light suddenly appeared. It's the creepy eyes of the bird after it's completely mad. "Damn it, these fog birds are crazy. They are all fighting against the top, or we will all die here today!" One of the monks raised his head to the sky and roared. Then, his powerful sword shadow, which was several times fierce, rushed to the sky and chopped off one pointed billed fog bird after another. For a moment, the sound of heavy metal and iron percussion rang through his ears. But in the face of the fierce attack of fog birds, the southward monks who were cut by the thick fog and could not organize a joint battle were killed and injured more seriously. With the split of the air around them, the blood on the flesh and blood surged and wailed. At the same time, the sharp billed fog bird, who had been subconsciously avoiding the location of Zhao Yu's carriage, no longer had any scruples. After hissing, it flew directly to the white clothes below and dived down to the most prominent Sima Annan.The rolling fog perfectly conceals the whereabouts of the fog bird, but just before the broad black carriage and the sharp billed wild bird rushing into the fog, Ma Xiaohuang, with his head down, opens his eyes. Next breath, on the yellow, blue, and gold scales, all of a sudden, the flowing light began to flow, especially on the two dragon horns. The runes outlined lit up slightly, but after a moment, there was a little dissatisfaction in Xiao Huang's eyes. Because a loud drink came directly from the front, and this voice came from the middle-aged monk Li Zeng: "there is a fog beast coming, please be careful!" As the cheers fell, Li Zeng suddenly exerted his right hand to hold the long gun behind him. The white cloth wrapped around the gun body behind him directly spread out, revealing one of the water blue long guns. Next breath, Li Zeng took a step forward, leaned forward, drew his gun forward, and blasted out directly at the dense fog coming from the sharp screeching sound in front of him. "Shentong. Jiangchao!" A low drink came out of Li Zeng's mouth again, and then the blue awn rushed into the sky and poured into Li Zeng's long gun. Together with the heavy rain from heaven and earth, it turned into a mighty torrent and rushed forward. "This Li, Zeng, and Li are good at controlling magical powers." After a few breaths, Sima Annan, standing tall and upright in the rain, flashed an exclamation color in his eyes, and his voice fell down. Between the blue tide and the sky, one body after another of the sharp billed misty birds, whose necks were abruptly twisted, fell down. Then the whole carriage around the broken air whistling, suddenly quiet! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
