New White Snake Asking Immortals

After the Lingyu rain, the mountains were covered with green. Feng and Ying stood under the dripping rocks and looked at the valley.

"It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that there is no good wine."

Neither of them can write poetry, and drinks are more expensive in troubled times.

Feng Ying thought of the lakes and fishing villages after the rain. The clouds and trees in the middle of the mountain were green. After the rain, there were small moths gathering and flying next to the water. There was a fish in the lake with pectoral fins as long as flying wings that would jump out of the water quickly. Flying past swarms of small moths, and occasionally flying into the canoe.

"A spiritual rain washes away the desolation, and it's a rare opportunity to witness a miracle."

"Yeah, as long as it rains, I like rain very much, and my name is also rain."

Water dripped from the rocks extending outwards above the head, creating puddles. Three or five wildflowers were tilted by the splashing water droplets. Unfortunately, there were no butterflies or bees to be seen. There were no insects or birds and animals, only weeds and small flowers.

Feng Ying felt that her mood also improved.

Take a deep breath in the rich aura after the rain and feel relaxed all over.

"Maybe the war will be over soon, and we can continue on the road and reach Tianzhu Mountain as soon as possible."

"Eiko."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I seemed to hear a strange noise. It felt like something fell. Did you hear it?"

The two of them were leisurely looking at the scenery under the rock. Suddenly, their eyes flashed. The flaming ship hit the opposite hillside hard. The green field flowers just now were covered by splashing debris and flames. Many people fell everywhere with the falling ship, creating a huge mess for all the people on the hillside. Decorated with pops of red.

Feng Ying and Yu were startled by the sudden falling ship. They reflexively lowered their bodies and retreated, hiding under the dripping rocks extending outward to avoid being hit on the head by falling objects from high altitude.

"Why are they still fighting..."

"Only the devil knows!"

After Yu shouted, he suddenly froze and quickly looked around. Fortunately, no ghost appeared.

I ran back to the stove before I dared to look back. Judging from the style of the ship, it was no surprise that it belonged to the Holy Dynasty. The snake demon army warships were very strong and were rarely destroyed.

Although it was smashed into pieces, the main frame was still intact, and the solid cabin was opened from the inside.

A group of swearing monks flew out. They looked like dogs diagnosed with rabies. They cursed loudly and loudly. They must be the unlucky ones of some family. They may be slow in fighting, but they are good at saving lives and have good words. I scolded him for a long time without repeating any words.

Soon, the children of these aristocratic families were like mountain rats that had encountered the Night Owl, and they were like exploding fireworks, screaming and running away.

Under the rock, Feng Ying and Yu were stunned.

I was curious about what they were running for, and then more than twenty snake demon soldiers appeared, holding ropes and tying up people everywhere.

The overtaken children of the aristocratic family cried and begged for their lives. After being tied tightly with ropes, they stopped making trouble. They did not shout or yell. They secretly breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. Occasionally, they had to shout a few words in anger to prove that they would rather die than surrender. Since he is tied up, it means he can survive.

No matter what happened later if the family provided resources to redeem the person, he still managed to save his life.

There are also children from elite families who organize resistance and wait for rescue. However, they lack combat experience and their abilities and cultivation levels do not match.

The team was easily broken up by three or five snake demon soldiers, and then knocked unconscious with shields.

The elite disciples of this kind of family are the most valuable, one is worth hundreds of dandy disciples, especially the richest magic weapons and storage bags. I wonder if the elite disciples are overconfident or distrustful of others and like to carry their wealth with them.

He didn't care about the force and slaves who were lucky enough to survive.

More than twenty snake demon soldiers carried their trophies, shouting that they would rather die than surrender, and quickly left in small aircraft.

Feng Ying and Feng Ying looked at each other, turned around and quickly packed up their things and ran away. There will definitely be an army from the Holy Dynasty coming to investigate later. It will definitely be bad if they stay here. When they are angry, they will fight if they don't like it. I don't know how many monsters these days. The unlucky individual cultivators were affected.

He didn't dare to fly for fear of attracting attention, so he could only run with all his strength.

Over the hills and through the barrier lake in the valley.

The two of them carefully ran for dozens of miles, searching everywhere to find a remote place to hide temporarily.

The battlefield is too large. There are fortresses everywhere in the core area of ​​​​the war for thousands of miles. The sky is full of warships. Small battles break out in all directions. The spiritual energy fluctuates one after another. It is easy to be accidentally injured when wandering around outside.

After rounding the top of the mountain, the two of them stopped in a hurry.

The small basins in the mountains accumulated water and turned into swamps. Years of drought and wind and sand siltation covered the river channels. Before the floods reshaped the river channels, large and small pools of water were dotted here and there.

From time to time, fragments of corpses fell from the clouds in the sky, hitting the water and causing bloody splashes.

The basin and the surrounding mountains are in a mess. Broken limbs are floating in the muddy water. The water is immersed in the remains of countless weapons and magic weapons, damaged mecha puppets, monster mounts with their heads separated, and the broken but still stubborn and shiny magic circle is still there. Burning flames, I don’t know who used magic to move the mountains from other places to hit people...

A parrot-like monster bird fell from the sky, landed on a corpse, whined and refused to leave...

There are many places on the battlefield where small defensive formations are still functioning.

The people inside were either seriously injured or dead long ago, and the blood-sucking vines that were grown by magic were still collecting corpses to suck blood.

A certain monk lost control of his body death Gu, invading corpses and manipulating dead people to stand up staggeringly.

The war was too hasty and hasty, and the monks used various methods to control it. When it got out of control, all kinds of evil things happened.

It can only be regarded as a small-scale battle. The battle may have ended or moved elsewhere.

The two heard choking cries in the swamp.

I could hear that it was a man, crying sadly. Feng and Ying peeked out from behind the dead wood that had been dry for hundreds of years and had not rotted. They secretly watched. They were surprised that the person crying on the battlefield was actually a general, about thirty or forty years old, wearing the human race's Holy Armor. His stomach was scarred and he was kneeling in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, sobbing with a corpse in his arms.

The corpse was very young, also wearing armor and stomach, its legs below the knees were broken into tatters, and the chest was penetrated by an arrow.

He held the body and talked a lot.

The young man who died was his son. He regretted not being able to protect his son, cursed his family for being cold-blooded, and resented the snake demon who killed his son. He hated everyone.

Feng Ying and Yu watched for a while, then went around the battlefield to continue looking for a hiding place.

Feng Ying, who came from a low-income family, had no time to grieve for the nobles, and only hoped that the war would end and continue on the road.

After walking around for a long time, the two of them found a village. From a distance, they saw a stone temple on the mountain in the village. It was shrouded in a special Taoist charm. The two of them somehow felt that they could go to the village to stay temporarily. Although it was a bit dilapidated, it had a roof to protect it from the rain. .

Although the wall was weak in the eyes of Feng Ying and Yu, they did not force their way in out of politeness.

The two stepped on the fresh grass and walked towards the village gate.

A sigh of relief.

An arrow shot from the wall of the village.

Draw an arc and tie it...

It was stuck by the pond a few feet away from the two girls. The crudely made arrow didn't stick deep enough. The hunter on the wall scratched his head in embarrassment. He was originally aiming to shoot an arrow in front of the two strangers as a warning, but unexpectedly a gust of wind blew it away.