Comprehension second product Zhao Xiaomeng

Chapter 229 Thick fog fills the air

Author: Zhao Qi'an

Chapter 229 Thick fog fills the air

At this moment, he felt that those spiritual beasts had passed through the reincarnation formation and would be here soon. He suddenly lost interest and retreated to a place with few people and disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was back in front of the Universe Mirror. The yellow-green crown of the old tree shook, as if to welcome him, but more like to vent his anger.

Li Dan sat nonchalantly next to the Universe Mirror. He reached out and flicked it, and the figure of a six-level giant eagle appeared on the large mirror. It was swooping down, and its sharp beak instantly pierced the chest of an out-of-body cultivator.

The red heart that was still beating was caught in its mouth and flew back into the air. It swallowed it in one gulp and let out a long roar of satisfaction.

Like a horn, it kicked off the battle.

Thousands of spirit beasts rushed into Sanjin's courtyard and started massacring excitedly.

Then it divided into three waves, two of which ran towards the other two courtyards, with limbs scattered all the way and blood everywhere.

Beasts are beasts. Although they have become spiritual beasts and can survive by relying on spiritual power, they have an innate desire for blood and meat, especially the flesh and blood of monks that are rich in spiritual power, which is even more attractive to them.

In the past, Baili Xi suppressed them in the Immortal Palace, but now that Li Dan has replaced them, he naturally wants to stimulate their nature and make the best use of them!

Their sudden appearance caught the casual cultivators off guard.

But there were a large number of casual cultivators after all. After nearly ten thousand cultivators died, the remaining people quickly reacted. Dozens and hundreds of people surrounded a spiritual beast. Both sides suffered damage, forming a temporary balance.

But several fusion monks soon discovered that five seventh-level spiritual beasts did not take action, but looked at them from a distance.

The beast's eyes flashed with greed.

Several people had also been in the killing field for a long time. They looked at each other and decided on their opponents.

Gu Qingyin pushed Gu Xiangxiang to the Song brothers.

No need to speak, five people and five beasts were fighting in one place, and no monks or spiritual beasts dared to stay within ten miles around them.

After looking at it for a long time, Li Dan asked doubtfully: "Why is there one person missing? Where is Jiao Hua?"

The picture of the Universe Mirror changed and Jiao Hua's position was quickly locked.

He was nestling behind the killing formation, thinking about it like crazy!

A transmission note stopped beside him, but he didn't seem to see it.

Soon another transmission note flew over and hit him directly on the head!

Only then did Jiao Hua react and reached out to hold the two transmission notes in his hands.

The voices from the two transmission notes came out at the same time: "Fellow Daoist Jiao, the situation has changed, come back quickly!"

"Old man Jiao Hua! Where did you die? There are ferocious beasts everywhere here. Daoyou Gu and his wife can no longer hold on! Come back quickly!"

Jiao Hua said: "No!" and left quickly.

The Universe Mirror changes again.

In the mirror, the Fairy Sword White Feather returned to Gu Qingyin's hands. She and her Taoist companion Yue Zhipeng were struggling to hold on to two seventh-level spiritual beasts.

Li Dan praised: "You have some skills!" A burst of spiritual power from his right hand penetrated the Universe Mirror.

Above the third courtyard, dark clouds suddenly gathered, and a bolt of lightning struck between Gu Qingyin and his wife, forcefully separating them.

Originally, the cultivation of the two of them was not as good as the seventh-level spirit beasts. They had to work together to trap the two spirit beasts and prevent them from killing casual cultivators. Now that the two of them were deliberately separated by Li Dan, their strength was greatly reduced! Qiu Zhipeng was suddenly attracted by the spirit beasts.

He was knocked away, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

The seventh-level spiritual beast was a leopard with a yellow flesh crest on its head. The blood around it aroused its bloodthirsty desire. Ignoring Qiu Zhipeng, it jumped into the crowd and slapped it from left to right with its giant claws like cattail leaf fans.

, in just three breaths, more than a dozen monks died!

It roared proudly, lay down on the monk's body, pulled out the intestines and ate them crazily. After devouring the intestines of several people, its desire was temporarily satisfied. It looked at Qiu Zhipeng who had just barely stood up, with greed in its eyes.

The color is even worse.

It’s self-evident what it’s thinking!

Gu Qingyin’s face was full of anxiety, but she had nothing to do!

Holding the white feather in her hand, she could barely equalize with the seventh-level spirit beast, but it did not allow her to come and go freely in the attack of the seventh-level spirit beast, because her speed difference was too many! Once her back was turned to the enemy,

You will be attacked immediately!

However, the Taoist monk is on a thin line between life and death. If no one helps him, he will definitely die!

Gu Qingyin's eyes gradually became firm, and she placed the tip of her tongue between her teeth, intending to fight to the death.

At this critical moment, Jiao Hua arrived.

Standing in front of Qiu Zhipeng bought him some time to breathe.

Qiu Zhipeng immediately swallowed a pill and rested on the spot, trying to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible! As long as he could recover half of his strength, he could change the situation on the battlefield!

However, how could Li Dan watch him recover?

He just waved his hand, and the thick fog that originally covered only one-third of the Immortal Palace spread towards the battlefield!

He said with great interest: "I can see it! You little cuties can see it! Only you can't see it! How should we fight this battle? It's really disturbing!"

Zhao Xiaomeng, who was placed in the corner by Li Weng, moved at this time.

She slowly opened her eyes, just in time to see the thick fog gradually covering the battlefield.

Above the thick fog, thunderclouds rolled, and lightning and thunder fell from time to time.

It can even rain down dozens of thunder and lightning at the same time!

A flash of lightning can take away a life.

At this moment, there are corpses everywhere!

There are very few bodies of spirit beasts!

Most of them were casual cultivators who died without their bodies being eaten by spiritual beasts.

Blood gurgled out from the mutilated parts of the body, turning the ground bright red.

"Has he started the massacre?" she murmured.

This was something she expected but could not stop. As the master of the Immortal Palace, Li Dan would be the controller of the Immortal Palace as long as he could not be killed.

It’s the god of Asgard!

He is a fusion monk and can teleport at will. After drawing him out, even if six elders attack at the same time, there is no guarantee that they can kill him with one blow. Instead, their advantages will be exposed, and the gain will not be worth the loss!

This is also the reason why Zhao Xiaomeng gave up following Baili Xi's advice and risked killing Li Dan after measuring Li Dan's strength in the Immortal Palace, because the Lord of the Immortal Palace in the Immortal Palace is invincible! Unless the opponent is a tribulation monk.

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Bailixi's suggestion was just to let Zhao Xiaomeng live alone!

And this is not the result Zhao Xiaomeng wants.

Therefore, the scene before them is the price they must pay on their way to escape.

Zhao Xiaomeng stood up, moved his hands and feet, and held Zhao Chui in his right hand.

"Senior Baili, can you think of any way to help me move freely in the thick fog?"

"After all, I am also the founder of Immortal Palace! Such trivial matters are not worth mentioning!"

A weak spiritual power flowed from the earrings to Zhao Xiaomeng's eyes, and the thick fog that had just covered the battlefield gradually faded in front of Zhao Xiaomeng's eyes.

The cruel battlefields unfolded before Zhao Xiaomeng's eyes one by one.

The advantage the monks had just gained against the spirit beasts was gone!

Spiritual beasts have long been accustomed to thick fog blinding their eyesight, and can move freely in the thick fog.

The monks couldn't get used to it. They emitted their spiritual consciousness the moment their vision blurred, only to find that the thick fog could actually block their spiritual consciousness.

In just one breath, thousands of monks died.

(End of chapter)