Chapter 1763: River tide torrent

People in the world often say that the battlefield is ruthless, arrows are like rain, and the misty strait at this time is a real foggy beast like rain!
When a sharp-beaked mist bird tore open the tumbling mist, wrapped in a sharp edge comparable to the magical power of kendo, and pierced the eyebrows of a monk, they drew out their sharp swords and poured their vitality down their bodies and headed south. The monk, also clearly saw the exact appearance of the sharp-beaked fog bird.
As far as the eye can see, it is the exaggerated sharp beak of the fog bird, and it can even be described as a spear.
At the same time, these incomparable fog beasts in the foggy mountains and seas not only have a streamlined perfect body, but also covered with gray feathers that almost blend in with the fog.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Sharp-billed Mist Bird is undoubtedly the ghost messenger best at assassinating in this gorge.
The fact is also true, since the sharp-beaked mist bird was completely culled from the sky above the sky, only a short time of tens of breaths passed, there were a large number of monks who had not fully reacted, and they had only time to face the thick fog in front of them. After cutting out a sword, he was directly pierced through his head.
Suddenly, the screams of incomparable screams came and went one after another, and the pungent and smell floating in the mist was disgusting. At the same time, it also caused the monks to stand upright, and one after another opened their mouths and screamed.
Within the Wushan Strait Ridge, these monks have an empty cultivation base, but they can only release their magical powers indiscriminately in the empty space like a blind man. Even if they are full, they can only display 40% of their strength, and they die with hatred. What a shame. .
"In this case, many cultivators in the gorge are about to die. My son now understands why this Yunwu Sect has to say in advance before leaving. This trip does not care about the life and death of the cultivators. It is not that the Yunwu Sect does not want to, but It can't be done. Within this gorge, it is really dangerous."
The misty mountains and seas are erupting within the gorge where a terrifying battle is erupting. Because of the confrontation between the magical aerators, the fog rolls even more, as if countless cannonballs burst in the fog.
Under the harsh whistling and neighing sound, at the back of Xia Ling, Sima Annan, who was dancing in white, billowed and fluttered. After the faint voice came out, he raised his head and continued to stare at the top of his head, under the countless camel mountain beasts emitting red glow. The sharp-beaked mist bird cruising in the void like a ghost, continued to ask:
"Friend Li Dao, in the process of traveling through the Sleeping Tiger Gorge Ridge, what is the situation of the fog beast's invasion like this?"
As soon as this question came out, Li Zeng, who was on guard, did not hesitate at all, so he directly responded:
"Young Master Sima, naturally there are not many, otherwise there are so many monks going back and forth between Wushan Sea and Wushan Sea. In fact, the route that Yunwuzong walks on weekdays is quite safe. In addition to the presence of camel mountain beasts, it often takes a full journey. When I came down, I didn't encounter a fog beast attack."
When the voice fell, Li Zeng continued to reach out to hold the long spear wrapped in white cloth behind his back, and the voice continued:
"But this time, for some reason, I encountered a group of migrating beaked fogbirds. The difficulty of this fog beast must be clear to you now, and more importantly, there is an unknown force in the dense fog. Advanced Fog Bird."
Speaking of this, Li Zeng's eyes were filled with inexplicable thoughts, and the words of each word came out again:
"This also means that the ordinary fog bird culling at this time is only the beginning, and the real violent blow has not really come."
After the voice came out, a trace of doubt emerged from Li Zeng's eyes, because at this time there was an extremely strange phenomenon in this corner of the gorge.
Those are the densely densely pierced foggy birds above the sky, their fierce appearances are revealed, and they bombarded ruthlessly down like a rainstorm, harvesting the lives of a large number of monks, but they seem to have consciously avoided the area around the carriage where Zhao Yu was at this time. .
Even since these brutal fog beasts launched an attack, not even a sharp-billed fog bird approached, such an unbelievable situation, inevitably made people appear in a series of stories.
But at the next breath, Li Zeng began to have no time to think too much, because in the pungent, nauseous and gorge, the cry of the high-level fog bird resounded through the sky again.
"hiss!"
There was an unprecedented fierceness in this scream, and at the same time a fishy wind rolled out between the thick fog.
When the fishy wind crossed the border, the lingering wisdom of each sharp-billed mist bird dissipated completely, and directly entered the most brutal state!
After a breath, among the red awns swept back by the camel mountain beast in front, one after another more conspicuous red light suddenly appeared.
Those were the crippled eyes of the Haze Bird after being completely mad.
"Damn, these fog birds are crazy, and they will shoot at the top without any difference, otherwise we will all die here today!"
The monks yelled at the sky, and then the shadows of the magical swords that were several times violent, densely intertwined and rushed to the sky, cut off one head after another, and for a time, the dense gold and iron percussion sounded through the ears. .
However, facing the attack of the mist bird that was completely plunged into the violent fog, the southern monks who were cut apart by the dense fog and unable to organize a united formation, the deaths and injuries were even more serious. Accompanied by the fragmentation of the whole body, the blood on the flesh and blood rushed and wailed in bursts.
At the same time, before subconsciously avoiding the beaked mist bird where Zhao Yu’s carriage was, he no longer had any scruples. After screaming, he swooped down directly at the white clothes fluttering below, the most conspicuous Sima Annan. .
The rolling fog perfectly hides the whereabouts of the fog bird, but just as the sharp-billed wild bird rushed in the fog, in front of the wide black carriage, the head of the dragon parting horse Xiao Huang, brushed Opened his eyes at once.
At the next breath, the little yellow-blue-golden scales suddenly began to circulate a stream of light, especially above the two sky-dragon horns, the outline of the runes lit up slightly, but after an instant, Xiao Huang's eyes appeared. A little bit of dissatisfaction.
Because a loud shout sounded directly in front, and this voice came from the middle-aged monk Li Zeng:
"A fog beast is coming, please be careful everyone!"
When the shout fell, Li Zeng's right hand holding the spear behind him suddenly used force, and the white cloth covering the spear body behind him spread out directly, revealing a spear that was water-blue in its entirety.
At the next breath, Li Zeng took a step forward, leaned forward, drew his gun forward, and directly blasted out the dense mist coming from the sharp and piercing whistling in front of him.
"Supernatural power. Jiang Chao!"
A low drink came out again from Yu Li Zeng's mouth, and then the blue light poured into the sky in the long spear in Li Zeng's hand. Together with the heavy rain that fell between the sky and the earth, it turned into a mighty torrent and rushed forward.
"This fellow Daoist Li Zengli, he has such an exquisite supernatural power control ability."
After a few breaths, Sima Annan stood tall and arrogant in the rain, a hint of wonder flashed in his eyes, the voice fell, and the blue tide filled the sky, the corpses of the sharp-billed fogbirds whose necks were forcibly twisted from one end to the other were broken. Fall down.
Then the whistling noise around the entire carriage suddenly became quiet!