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Chapter 1764 Fate is ahead, I have to go

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the way.

Perhaps for ordinary monks, what they saw was Li Zeng stabbing upwards with a spear, blasting a mighty torrent of supernatural power upwards, but in the eyes of Sima Annan and others, every drop of water of supernatural power in this torrent, All of them have special mysteries.

Inside each drop of torrent water, there are tiny runes flickering, emitting a particularly thick power of heavy water, tearing apart the fog, and killing all the sharp-billed fog birds covered by the tide in an instant. fall down.

"Young Master Sima, this Li Zeng is not simple."

Behind Sima Annan, the black dragon Wei Shunzi, who covered his body with a black dragon armor with a broad robe, slowly appeared. After the voice came out, Shunzi continued to stare at the middle-aged monk who continued to charge forward with a gun, and the thick voice continued to resound road:

"Although ordinary people may not be able to perceive it, there is a faint layer of momentum surrounding its body. This momentum not only prevents its own momentum from spreading outward, but also serves as an extremely powerful defensive supernatural power."

After the words fell, Sima Annan nodded, narrowed his black eyes, and said in response:

"This trend is one yuan heavy water."

As soon as the word "Yuan Chongshui" came out, the interest in Shunzi's eyes became more intense. Although the Great Xia in the Northern Territory had not had much contact with the Central Plains forces in the land of Taixuan in recent years, the two important ministers of the Great Xia , naturally understand the high level of this element of heavy water.

The person who can control the one-yuan heavy water is naturally not an ordinary person who only makes a living by delivering information!

"boom!"

As Li Zeng fired his guns continuously, above the void above Sima Annan and the others' heads, the torrent of the river tide continued to rush back and forth, crushing sharp-billed fog birds to death one after another.

Although there were not many monks beside Zhao Yu's carriage, the monks who felt the pressure all over their bodies were emptied, still showed ecstasy on their faces, and raised their arms and let out a loud roar:

"Fellow Daoist is mighty, Friend Daoist is mighty!"

It is true that it is undoubtedly a blessing to meet a monk with such a good cultivation base under the critical situation of life and death. It's not that simple.

As Li Zeng said before, the most difficult thing to deal with in this battle is the high-level fog beast that is still hidden in the dark!

"hiss."

After a few breaths, Li Roar, which belonged to the king of the sharp-billed fog birds, appeared above the sky again, and with most of his fog beast subjects killed, the anger of this fog beast king had reached its peak. And spread your wings and go off in person.

Afterwards, among the red light emitted by the camel mountain beast, a shadow that completely covered the entire huge gorge appeared directly, and swooped down.

The shadow was so big that it was like a mighty continent falling down, causing all the cultivators who managed to drive the sharp-billed fog bird back subconsciously let out a strange cry:

"This sharp-billed mist bird king is so big and fierce."

Before the words fell, the countless dense fog in the canyon, as if receiving some kind of command, suddenly pressed down on the ground, further compressing the visibility of all the monks in an instant.

At the same time, the cultivators who went south took a step back after being attacked by this vast aura, and their expressions turned extremely cold in an instant.

Because above the head, the king of the fog bird completely spread its wings amidst the flashing red light, its huge body sank, almost completely touching the ground, and moved forward.

Where the Mist Bird King passed, the originally harmless billowing mist directly turned into a violent strangling splitting storm, instantly cutting the monks below into blood foam.

It is no exaggeration to say that under the storm, there were no bones left, and even the originally gray mist turned into a frightening blood red.

"The King of Mistbirds is attacking, the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect will attack with all their strength, otherwise the entire team will be wiped out!"

On the back of the camel mountain beast in front of the gorge, the solemn voice of the third elder of the Yunwu Sect sounded directly, and then the tents were opened one by one, and the figure of Elder Yun's robe dancing walked out, and behind her, there were a series of figures with astonishing momentum.

They are the seven elders in the Cloud Mist Sect team.

"Elders, if we don't take action again, it will be difficult for my Yunwu Sect to do business in Wushanhai in the future. The casualties this time have already exceeded the acceptable range."

After Elder Yun's continued words fell, the elders behind him nodded at the same time, slowly drew out their weapons, jumped up at the same time, and opened their mouths to let out a loud roar:

"Then kill, if the king of the sharp-billed mist bird is not eliminated, if she is allowed to lead the group to settle in this gorge, then it is equivalent to abolishing the southward route in the hands of my Yunwu sect. allow.

"kill!"

When the killing word rolled out, all the elders of the Yunwu Sect on the back of the camel mountain beast shot up into the sky at the same time, rushing forward together like arrows leaving the string.

The Yunwu Sect occupies the top spot in the Wushan Strait Ridge business, and its strength is naturally unparalleled. Every elder is a strong person in the realm of birth and death.

"The camel mountain beast, condense the light that penetrates the fog, and lock the king of the sharp-mouthed fog beast firmly for this elder."

Elder Yun's voice from above the sky was filled with extremely cold killing intent, and then the red light shot out by the camel mountain beast in all directions directly gathered inward and joined together in one place, passing through the tumbling thick fog, locked tightly in the continuation On the body of the King of Mist Bird who opened the killing ring, he was guiding the direction for the elders of the Cloud and Mist Sect.

"Beast, die!"

The speed of the high-level palm edge birth and death realm powerhouse is also not slow. After the two clashed, it took only a few breaths, and a total of seven elders of the Yunwu Sect appeared directly above Wuniao's head.

In an instant, the wildest confrontation unfolded directly!

"boom!"

Under an earth-shattering bang, the incomparably violent confrontation force completely tore apart the scarlet billowing mist.

In the next moment, the King of Mistbird was blasted into the ground abruptly, and at the same time, the elders of the Yunwu Sect were also not having a good time. After a muffled groan, they all fell backwards.

Coincidentally, the place where the two sides clashed fiercely was not far from the carriage where Zhao Yu was, so it was enough to blow off a layer of gale forcefully from the ground and make a mighty blow.

Li Zeng stood at the forefront of Gaefeng holding a gun, his eyes were full of thoughts, as if there were countless thoughts circulating.

Then he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his gun directly, and slapped the tide of supernatural powers around his body forward.

With a loud bang, the gale completely dissipated, and then Li Zeng continued to move forward, and the voice spread to the rear:

"Mr. Sima, let me tell Mr. Zhao that fate is ahead and I have to go. If this trip is difficult to return, please forgive me for not being able to keep my promise."

Li Zeng's back was tall and straight, and the billowing blue tide lingered around his body, and his whole aura changed drastically. It seemed that from this moment on, he turned back into the spirited young man who galloped through the mountains and seas a few years ago.

Then Sima Annan stared at Li Zeng who was gradually disappearing into the mist ahead, there was no surprise in his eyes.He reached out and took out a folding fan and swayed it gently, and Yinglang's voice came out:

"Fellow Daoist Li, Wushanhai is dangerous, take the fruit that the young master gave you before, you have to take it well, it can replenish your vitality!"

Chapter 1765 Real Deer

"The King of Fog Birds has a strong defense, but you and I, the seven elders, can only blast it down to the ground, and it is even difficult to break through the defense.

"Where is such a powerful monster, why have I never encountered it when I crossed the canyon before?"

On the ground cracked inch by inch by the billowing mist, the burly elder in the Cloud and Mist Sect shook off the gravel covering his body, climbed up on the ground, and refocused his eyes on the huge giant in the thick fog ahead. The shadow murmured again:

"Damn it, this beast is so fierce, it should come from the core of the sea of ​​clouds and mist!"

Before he finished speaking, the dense fog in front of him violently rioted again, rushing towards his face, and faster than this thick fog was an extremely sharp piercing neigh, and the wings of the fog bird that were as sharp as blades.

"Be careful, Sixth Elder, hurry up and scatter!"

There was a roar beside him, and the sixth elder of the Yunwu Sect suddenly became excited. At the moment of life and death, the original power in the body flowed through the limbs and bones at an unprecedented speed, and the whole body fell down in the blink of an eye.

"squeak!"

The wings other than the fog bird brushed against the back of the head of the sixth elder, and then the void was directly split, and the violent energy poured out pressed the sixth elder back to the ground again.

In the next breath, a hand stretched out from behind, grabbed the robe of the Sixth Elder, and pulled it back abruptly, pulling the former back away from the original place. After a moment, a sharp claw descended from the sky and directly grabbed the sixth elder's robe. In the land, step on it into powder.

"boom!"

Under the deafening noise, the Sixth Elder, who passed by the god of death, panted violently, raised his hand to wipe the back of his head, his hand was covered with blood, and then he saw clearly the third elder of Yunwu Sect who pulled him out, and came out with a hoarse voice. road:

"Elder Yun, thank you, I owe you my life."

"The situation is critical, so don't say such polite words. The strength of this sharp-billed mist bird king is beyond our imagination. With the current situation, it is already unrealistic to completely kill him. "

At this time, the fierce battle in the gorge has completely entered a fierce stage. Although the confrontation between the elders of the Yunwu Sect and the King of the Wuniao was not long, the latter's devastating strength still made these elders suffer a lot. .

Because the King of Mist Bird with both feet on the ground is even several times more violent than when he is flying above the sky!

"The King of Mistbirds can absorb the fog around us to recover the injuries we have finally caused with magical powers. It's too difficult!"

Behind Elder Yun of Yunwu Sect, other elders who were in a low mood gathered around, and then fixed their eyes on the King of Wubird, who was locked by the red light and roared to the sky, and continued to say in a horrified voice:

"In this way, it means that this evil animal has an unlimited supply of original power, and it is difficult to kill in the canyon!"

"So our goals now have to change."

After the plump Elder Yun finished speaking, he took a step forward, spreading his hands outward, and his increasingly cold voice lingered in the dense fog again:

"This king of fogbirds knows how to specialize in one person, to break the surface with a point, and possesses extremely extraordinary wisdom. In addition, the sea of ​​fog is his home field. If he wants to kill him, he must go back to the sect to make a long-term plan.

"However, this trip to the south involves the relationship between our sect and Baolian Swordland, so there is no room for loss. Therefore, we must send these sword cultivators to the south as much as possible."

Following the cold and harsh words that came out of Elder Yun's mouth, a storm-like aura surged up in the former's body, and the word-by-word words came out again:

"The Spiritual Intelligence of this Mist Bird King is not low, but on the other hand, it also means that he will have a heart of fear, so the best way at present is to let this elder cast a blow with all his strength, and see if he can be pushed back temporarily. retreat."

As soon as this remark was made, the elders of the Yunwu Sect, after a little thought, spread out without saying a word, forming a defensive formation to protect Elder Yun as a whole, and let the latter display the strongest tendency so far. Hit hard.

In the next breath, wisps of mist began to spread out from Elder Yun's body, and there were also deep thick mist undulating in the former's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, it almost condensed into a substantive momentum, and began to soar upwards. Between the shock of the fog, the light of supernatural power shot up into the sky.

Then in the next moment, just as the violent supernatural power premised on overdrawing the original power of Elder Yun was about to come out through the body, the aura that stirred up the wind and clouds in Elder Yun's body disappeared in an extremely strange and instant.

Afterwards, the elders of the Yunwu Sect, who were on guard, turned their heads abruptly, staring at Elder Yun who had dispelled his supernatural powers, and subconsciously asked:

"Third Elder, what are you?"

"He is back."

After the endless words came out of Elder Yun's mouth, under the gaze of more and more puzzled eyes, Elder Yun, who was pursing his lips, raised his head, and stared at the dense fog above his head with bewildered eyes.

The thick fog was rolling, and it was still impossible to see the appearance behind, but one drop after another of the rain broke through the energy pouring out of the fog bird again, and dripped on Elder Yun's face.

"Boom!"

A moment later, the roaring sound like the waves of the tide suddenly resounded in the billowing mist, and then the eyes of the elders suddenly widened, and they blurted out:

"who?"

Before the voice fell, a blue figure flew across the eyes like an arrow from the string, and disappeared in a flash. If it wasn't for the mist still spreading to the sides, and the magical light that reflected the blue surroundings, even It makes people think that this is just an illusion.

But in the next breath, the illusion is no longer an illusion, but has become an unbelievable reality!

In front of him, the sharp-billed mist bird king, who was firmly locked by the mist-piercing red light emitted by the camel mountain beast, suddenly let out a sharp and extremely sharp neigh, and in this neigh, apart from tyranny, there was also uncontrollable pain.

"hiss!"

This painful sound, with its shrillness, is not something that can be caused by ordinary injuries, but a serious injury caused by the source of the injury.

Then the dazzling blue light exploded in the dense fog ahead, and in the dazzling light, the shadow of a spear condensed instantly, and with the loud noise of the turbulent waves, it completely pierced the right wing of the Fog Bird King.

"Who is so sacred that it is able to pierce through this fog bird king!"

With a startled exclamation, it came from the mouth of the elder of the Yunwu Sect, and then a series of mournful roars continued to resound from the mouth of the Wuniao, and then a violent hurricane gathered under the Wuniao's wings again.

"No, this fog bird is about to unleash its supernatural power!"

As soon as the roar came out, Elder Yun who was standing on the ground shook his head and said:

"It's not to release supernatural powers, but to escape!"

As soon as the words fell, just as Elder Yun said, the king of the mist bird spread his wings covering the sky and the sun, and slammed down, and his huge body soared into the sky.

The mist surged and its aura leaked out, and then the King of Mistbirds let out an extremely unwilling neigh, and disappeared with the entire group of sharp-billed Mistbirds.

Only the slowly dissipating blue light in the billowing mist remained, condensing inwards, in the eyes of Elder Yun and the others, away from the end of the dense fog, like a real deer striding across the void!

Li Zeng, known as Master Zhenlu.

Chapter 1766

In the gorge where the monks of Sleeping Tiger's large troop are located, the situation can be described as changing rapidly.

The monks who had already fallen into despair suddenly found that the mountain-like pressure of life and death dissipated suddenly.

At the same time, the tyrannical whistling sound from the sharp-billed fog bird came to an abrupt end in an instant, followed by the ecstatic roars of these southward monks:

"The King of Mist Birds has escaped, the King of Mist Birds has escaped, and the crisis is over"

Under the bursts of roaring, the faces of a large number of monks going south changed violently, their whole bodies began to tremble immediately, and they continued to roar like mountains and tsunami, raising their arms and shouting:

"Cloud Mist Sect, Cloud Mist Sect!"

The joy of escaping from the dead is hard to describe in words, so even though the monks in the canyon at this time are all veterans of many battles, they still sat down and lay down.

The smell of blood and the scarlet blood flowing around are the most common appearances in the Land of Taixuan.

On the side of the gorge, inside the large carriage, she continued to lie on the window and stared at Rouge outside, narrowing her big eyes, and said in a voice:

"Your Majesty, the misty bird crisis seems to be resolved."

"Actually, it's only temporary."

After a faint response came from Zhao Yu's mouth, the young emperor raised his hand and turned over the book in his hand, and the steady emperor's voice continued to sound in the carriage: