The most difficult system to open in history

It is worth mentioning that there are three dense fog-shrouded ridges on the left, middle and right, connecting this connection point. This is also the most common choice for people who go deep into the foggy mountains and seas.

Behind every canyon is a completely different world, so this choice is not easy, especially when there are many worries.

After a while, a hoarse voice came from one of the soul shadows:

"This is one of the separation points of my Tiance Palace's route in the Wushanhai route. To the left is the usual route in the palace."

After the voice fell, the soul shadow raised his right hand and continued to point to one side, but the place where the soul shadow pointed was not the right side that those black shadows had just cleaned up, but the gorge in the middle. Immediately afterwards, the piercing voice continued:

"And this gorge is an extremely hidden passage in the Shenji Pavilion. Master Ku, how do you think we should choose?"

As soon as these words came out, the soul shadow called Mr. Ku slowly raised his head, staring at the entrance of the three canyons in front of him, the third Dao eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and after raising his hands quickly to seal , pointed forward lightly.

After three breaths, a stream of light blasted out from within the third eye between the eyebrows of the soul shadow, like a heavy hammer, smashing the void and clouds in front of him with a loud bang, bursting out a burst of dazzling light spots.

"One thought of the divine machine is true, and the wheel of bliss turns."

Accompanied by the words in the soul shadow's mouth, the floating light spots in the void instantly gathered inwards to form a huge golden wheel, and began to rotate, sending out waves of quite mysterious waves.

"Golden Wheel, open!"

After a low shout, Soul Shadow raised his sealed hands and separated them violently. At the same time, the huge golden wheel, which was emitting circles of light, slowly opened amidst the clusters of visions.

Dazzling and dazzling rays of light poured out mightily from within the golden wheel, and within the rays of light, something slowly came out.

"The Divine Mechanism Golden Wheel Dafa is the most profound bloodline inheritance of the Three-Eyed Soul Clan, Master Ku is able to cultivate it."

A horrified voice came from the mouth of another Soul Race next to him, and then his blurred face changed, and the voice continued to sound:

"With such a cultivation level, plus the merit of escorting this quarter of the teleportation formation this time, could it be that after returning to the Holy Court, Mr. Ku can compete for the position of Deputy Palace Master of Tiance Palace!"

As soon as this remark came out, not only the soul clan who spoke, but even the strategy guards standing respectfully behind all changed their expressions suddenly.

In the next breath, under the intense gaze of the former, the exact appearance of the objects that slowly emerged within the Divine Mechanism Golden Wheel floating in the void gradually became clear.

It was a scarlet fish all over!

The scales on this fish are densely intertwined, and the scratches between the scales are extremely deep, as if covered with criss-cross wounds. At the same time, the aura coming out is equally fierce. Everyone knows that this is not a good omen.

"I don't know how many people have seen a real deer, but they don't know how to dream of being a fish all day long."

After the cold and piercing voice came from the mouth of the soul shadow, it slowly stood up, and directly blasted the blood fish in the golden wheel forward, and the voice came out word by word:

"This bad omen lies in the deity himself. Therefore, according to the previous arrangement, the soldiers are divided into two groups. You wait for the left, and I go for the middle."

As soon as the voice fell, the blood fish took the billowing mist as a sea, slapped its tail directly, and together with the shadow of its soul, rushed towards the middle gorge, stirring up a wave of fog all over the sky!

Chapter 1762 Killing Prologue

Sleeping Tiger Gorge, the torrential rain remains.

The innumerable thick fogs that shrouded the whole body like an iron curtain formed an unchanging scene, and if things went on like this, it would make the monks who were not firm in their resolve feel chaotic.

In fact, the cultivators who were heading south to Sleeping Tiger Gorge at this time, especially the sword cultivators who wanted to return to Baolian Sword Land, had not weak cultivation, but they still appeared one after another under the pressure of fog for a long time. Depressed situation.

In other words, the monks in these canyons are like a group of fish that have been out of the water for a long time, and urgently need to release their spiritual consciousness to the outside and break free from the shackles.

But the horror of Wushanhai lies in the fact that the dense fog is not always stable, and the crisis of life and death will return at any time, and it will become more and more dangerous as it goes south.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

There was thick fog in the rain, and the extremely ear-piercing whistling sound came down from the sky, directly resounding to the ears of the monks who were marching in the canyon below.

"Damn it, why are you here again!"

The whistling sound came into my ears, and the expressions of the monks changed suddenly. They grasped the hilt of the sword behind them, looked up at the thick fog that began to roll violently directly above, and the solemn look was fully displayed in the eyes.

Although these monks couldn't see the exact scene inside the dense fog because of the cover of the dense fog that isolated their spiritual consciousness, the sharp howling that pierced through the air and resounded in their ears undoubtedly told everyone below that there was something in the fog. The swift and ferocious behemoth strikes violently.

In the next breath, at the front of the team, a majestic voice came out directly:

"The fog beast is coming, everyone stands guard. This fog beast is a flying fog beast. I don't know if there is any hostility. Don't make a move. Wait for it to pass first."

As soon as the voice from the elder of the Yunwu Sect came out, the team that was marching forward suddenly stopped, and then the monks subconsciously gathered together to form a formation, staring closely at the top, focused on guard.

As the saying goes, the more unknown, the more frightened people will be, and every time the herd of misty beasts in the Gorge Ridge passes by, it is a huge test for the minds of the monks.

"Roar!"

In the next breath, the roar from the camel mountain fog beast resounded through the gorge. Compared with the outsider monks, the best way to deal with the gorge native fog beast is actually another stronger beast.

The rank of the camel mountain beast in the Wushanhai is not low, so the cloud and fog sect used the majesty of this beast to roar, and retreated wave after wave to approach the fog beast, with few accidents.

But this time, what made everyone look extremely ugly was that when the roar of the camel mountain beast lingered in the rain and fog, the expected scene of the fog beast retreating did not appear, but an even more angry and piercing roar:

"hiss!"

The roar of the beast suddenly sounded like thunder, and at the same time it exploded, as well as the sea of ​​consciousness of the monks below who were no longer calm, and they all blurted out:

"There are high-level fog beasts, not good!"

Before the words fell, the mist between the canyons began to boil and roll like boiling water, and sharp hissing sounded one after another.

Then the camel mountain beast at the front of the team, under the guidance of the monks of the Yunwu Sect, raised its entire head and began to pour out scarlet light unreservedly towards the surrounding void.

In the next breath, the countless mist in the canyon was completely penetrated by the red light, and then the figures of huge fog beasts waving their wings were clearly revealed between the red light, so dense that the hairs stood on end and the chill rose.

"There are so many fog beasts, and they are the most difficult flying fog beasts. If these flying fog beasts are hostile to us and rush down, I am afraid that many people will die here this time."

After the terrified voices came out from the mouths of the monks, fearing that something would happen, in the deepest part of the tumbling mist, that extremely sharp neigh resounded through the world again.

"hiss!"

In this howling sound, there is a tyrannical aura that everyone can clearly perceive, and this is also an obvious attack horn!

"Everyone, we have encountered one of the most difficult alien beasts in the most misty mountains and seas, the sharp-billed mist bird, defend on the spot, and keep your life as the top priority, line up, line up!"

The voice of the third elder of the Yunwu Sect resounded in the ears, already filled with infinite solemnity and anxiety, and then the camel mountain beast at the front poured out its red light, and exploded again.

And under the burst of red light this time, the blurred figures of the densely packed sharp-billed fog birds in the dense fog have already swooped directly from the sky above the monks' heads above the ground.

This is undoubtedly a terrifying picture.

Covered by billowing thick fog, with extremely weak sight and consciousness, the sharp-billed fog bird is like an invisible ghost. The sharp edge that pierced the sharp armor was approaching the intruders below.

Indeed, compared to the fog beasts operating in the foggy mountains and seas, the monks of various forces in the land of Taixuan are invaders!

"Damn it, with such bad luck, taking advantage of this red light can still illuminate these fog birds, kill!"

The wanton roar of evil spirit rose to the sky, and few monks who dared to go south to the core land were timid. After an instant, countless sharp swords were unsheathed, and the sharpness between the canyons reached its peak in an instant.

A stream of sword energy ripped through the mist and rushed towards the sharp-billed fog bird.

For a moment, the sound of dense iron knocking resounded in all directions, and the entire tumbling sea of ​​fog, like a ball of cotton that was cut back and forth, was cut into shapes of one size after another.

But the defense of the sharp-billed fog bird's body surface is beyond imagination. Except for those who have achieved the cultivation level, they can cut off the former directly with a sword. Wounds that don't itch.

In the next breath, in the dense fog of the gorge, a mournful and painful howl suddenly resounded in everyone's ears, but this howl did not come from the fog bird, but from the monk!

"Save me, save me!"

I saw the billowing mist, and the sharp beak of the sharp-billed fog bird pierced the barrier that an old sword repairer had set up in front of him without any fancy.

Immediately after the latter howled in despair, he continued to fall with a bang, piercing the old monk's eyebrows like thorny tofu.

A moment later, Jianxiu's head burst open like a watermelon, blood splashed everywhere, and began to stain this canyon with the first drop of scarlet blood.

"Someone is dead!"

After the strong smell of blood and the screams came out, even though it was difficult to see clearly in the fog-shrouded surroundings, the monks still realized that the crisis this time would be beyond imagination.

But in the next breath, these monks had no time to think about it, because among the billowing clouds, fog birds with sharp beaks began to swoop down to the ground, appearing in front of everyone.

At this moment, what fell from the sky was no longer a torrential rain, but a death scythe harvesting life.

The prelude to the slaughter between the southward monk and the fog beast kicked off so abruptly!

Chapter 1763 River Tide Torrent

People in the world often say that the battlefield is ruthless, and arrows rain down like rain, but at this time, Yunwu Strait Ridge is a real fog beast!

When a group of sharp-billed fog birds tore apart the tumbling mist, wrapped in sharp edges comparable to swordsmanship, and stabbed the brows of the monks, they pulled out their sharp swords and poured all the vitality from the whole body to the south. The monk also clearly saw the exact appearance of the sharp-billed fog bird.

As far as the eye can see, it is the exaggeratedly long and sharp beak of the fog bird, which can even be described as a long spear.

At the same time, these extremely difficult fog beasts in the misty mountains and seas not only have a perfect streamlined figure, but also are covered with gray feathers that are almost integrated with the mist.

It is no exaggeration to say that the sharp-billed mist bird is undoubtedly the ghost messenger who is the best at assassinating in this gorge.

The fact is also the same, since the sharp-billed fogbirds were culled from the top of the sky, it has only been a short period of tens of breaths, and a large number of monks who have not fully reacted have only time to face the dense fog in front of them. With a sword, he was directly pierced through the head.

For a moment, there were incomparably shrill screams one after another, and the pungent bloody smell floating in the mist was disgusting, and at the same time, it also made the monks' hairs stand on end, and they opened their mouths and roared wildly.

Within the Wushan Strait Ridge, these monks have a whole body of cultivation, but they can only release their supernatural powers at the empty space like blind men. They can only display [-]% of their strength when they are full, and then die with hatred. How aggrieved this is .

"This time, many monks in the canyon will die. My son now understands why the Yunwu Sect has made an agreement in advance before setting off. It is not that the Yunwu Sect does not want to care about the life and death of the monks. It can’t be done, the gorge is really dangerous.”

Wushanhai was in the gorge where the shocking battle broke out. Because of the bombardment between the supernatural power machines, the fog rolled even more, as if countless shells burst in the fog.

Under the ear-piercing whistling and neighing, Sima Annan, who was dressed in white clothes and fluttering around at the back of the canyon, raised his head and continued to stare at the top of his head after a faint voice came out. The sharp-billed mist bird cruising in the void like a ghost continued to ask:

"Li Daoyou, in the process of shuttling through Sleeping Tiger Gorge, how much is the invasion of fog beasts like this?"

As soon as this question came out, Li Zeng, who was on guard, did not hesitate at all, and responded directly:

"Mr. Sima, naturally there are not many, otherwise there would be so many monks going back and forth between the mountains and the sea. In fact, the route that the Yunwu sect usually travels is quite safe, and with the existence of camel mountain beasts, it is often a whole journey. Come down, and you won't encounter a fog beast attack."

After the words fell, Li Zeng continued to reach out and hold the long gun wrapped in white cloth behind his back, and the voice continued to say:

"But this time, for some reason, I encountered a group of sharp-billed fog birds that were migrating. I think you all know how difficult this fog beast is. What's more important is that there is an unknown force in the thick fog. High-level fog bird."

Speaking of this, inexplicable thoughts flowed in Li Zeng's eyes, and the voice came out word by word again:

"This also means that the culling of ordinary fog birds at this time is just the beginning, and the real violent blow has not yet come."

After the sound came out, a trace of doubt emerged from Li Zeng's eyes, because at this moment, there was a very strange phenomenon in the corner of the canyon.

Those are the densely packed mist birds piercing back and forth above the sky, showing their ferocious appearance, bombarding down relentlessly like a torrential rain, harvesting the lives of a large number of monks, but they seem to be consciously avoiding the surroundings of the carriage where Zhao Yu is at this time .

Even from the time these ferocious fog beasts launched their attack, not even a sharp-billed fog bird approached. Such an unbelievable situation inevitably caused people to have a lot of stories.

But in the next breath, Li Zeng began to have no time to think too much, because in the gorge filled with the pungent, nauseating and bloody smell, the cry from the high-level fog bird resounded through the sky again.

"hiss!"

There was an unprecedented ferocity amidst the rush of this cry, and at the same time a gust of wind rolled out from the thick fog.

As the foul wind passed through the border, the lingering wit left by each sharp-billed mist bird completely dissipated, and it immediately entered the most ferocious state!

After a breath, among the red lights swept back by the camel mountain beast in front, more conspicuous scarlet red lights suddenly appeared one after another.

Those were the creepy eyes of the sharp-billed fog bird after it went completely berserk.

"Damn it, these mist birds are crazy, and they will shoot with all their strength at the top, otherwise we will all die here today!"

The monks roared in unison, and then the sword shadows with several times more violent supernatural powers intertwined densely and charged towards the sky, beheading one after another of the sharp-billed fog birds. For a while, the sound of dense gold and iron percussion resounded in the ears .

But in the face of the attack of the fogbirds who were completely in a frenzy, the monks who went south were cut by the thick fog and were unable to organize a joint formation. The casualties were even more serious. With the splitting of the air around them, the blood on the flesh and blood rushed and wailed.

At the same time, the sharp-billed mist bird, who subconsciously avoided the place where Zhao Yu's carriage was located, no longer had any scruples. After neighing, he swooped down directly to the most conspicuous Sima Annan, who was fluttering in white. .

The rolling thick fog perfectly concealed the whereabouts of the fog bird, but just as this sharp-billed wild bird rushed in the fog, in front of the large black carriage, Longxiang Ma Xiaohuang, with his head hanging down, brushed He opened his eyes all at once.

In the next breath, streams of light suddenly began to flow on the little yellow, blue and golden scales, especially on the two soaring dragon horns, the outline of the runes lighted up slightly, but after a moment, there appeared in Xiao Huang's eyes A little dissatisfied.

Because a loud shout sounded directly in front, and this voice came from the middle-aged monk Li Zeng:

"There are fog beasts coming, everyone, please be careful!"

After the sound of drinking fell, Li Zeng's right hand holding the long spear behind his back suddenly exerted force, and the white cloth wrapped around the body of the gun behind him was directly scattered, revealing a long spear that was covered in water blue.

In the next breath, Li Zeng took a step forward, leaned forward, drew his gun forward, and blasted directly at the thick mist coming from the sharp and ear-piercing whistling sound in front of him.

"Supernatural Power Jiang Chao!"

A low shout came out of Li Zeng's mouth again, and then the blue light shot into the sky and poured into the spear in Li Zeng's hand, together with the torrential rain that fell from the sky and the earth, it turned into a mighty torrent and charged forward.

"This fellow Daoist Li Zeng Li has such an exquisite ability to control supernatural powers."

A few breaths later, Sima Annan, who was standing tall and proud in the rain, had a look of amazement flashing in his eyes, the voice fell, and amidst the blue tide filled the sky, one after another, the corpses of sharp-billed fog birds whose necks had been wrung by force, clattered. fall down.

Then the air-shattering whistling around the entire carriage suddenly became quiet!