Chapter 163 She has facial paralysis
“Zhen————————!!”
Suddenly, a misty yet powerful and deep voice sounded, Bai Moyun made the sound Xing Xingyun, an invisible light bloomed in his eyes, driving away the thunderous thunder that broke into the spirit. The unique sound spread and flew into the spiritual world of the three people, completely eliminating the disturbing noise.
At the same time, the silver halo spread, and Bai Mo stared at the dense array of flying water cannons. A gorgeous silver glow suddenly spread from in front of him, turning into a space covering a hundred meters.
In a flash! The silver space enveloped those unstoppable water cannons, as if time had been frozen, and these water cannons could not move for an instant.
"Reverse!"
With a solemn and solemn order, the silver space suddenly burst into light, and the water bombs that originally attacked them were returned in an instant.
Puff puff puff puff! ! !
With heavy and powerful impacts, the returning water cannon smashed the unprepared drum-beating water beasts into a mess, rolling like wheat without support and falling in a mess.
"Xingyan-Fierce Fist-Nine Palaces!"
The whirring pale flames rose up, turning the beach pale, and the terrifying high temperature steamed up wisps of white mist.
Ding Yumian's whole body was enveloped in the manic and pale flames, completely losing his usual tranquility and indifference.
The whole person is as arrogant and wanton as the fierce flames. Against the backdrop of countless flames, she looks like a fire goddess. The surging energy turned into hot molten lava and poured into the surface.
As a huge pillar of fire broke through the ground under the feet of the group of drum-beating water beasts like a whale breaking through the water, more pillars of pale flames erupted and rose! Soaring into the sky!
Boom boom boom!
One after another, giant lava pillars made entirely of flames seemed to be giant beasts escaping from trouble!
It bared its teeth and claws to attack everything around it, turning the eighty-meter area into the territory of pale fire.
The terrifying high temperature directly turned that piece of sand into crystals. The flames were extinguished, revealing a dozen dying drum-beating water beasts.
Then she glanced at Bai Mo. Bai Mo's eyes lit up. The silver hairpin gun appeared in his hand instantly. The gun light was shaken out like raindrops. With the speed of the wind, it accurately penetrated those who fell on the ground. Beat the head of the water beast.
Sikong Wen was not curious. He had asked about it that day when he saw Bai Mo killing the commander three times in a row with this magic slaying tool.
Bai Mo said that this demon-slaying piece has a slight undead power, and there is a certain chance that the demons killed by it will have spirits.
When Sikong Wen thought about it, the effect of this thing was somewhat impressive, but not much.
What surprised him even more was the cultivation level of the two of them. He originally thought that Bai Mo was already very good at both the summoning system and the space system.
Now it seems that his musical ability is also very extraordinary, and there is also Ding Yumian.
I didn’t expect that her fire power was so powerful. The range of the Nine Palace Flames was more than double that of an ordinary fire mage!
Thinking like this, the movements of his hands were not slow.
A little flash of lightning appeared in his eyes, and a dark cloud gathered in an instant. He beat the remaining drum half to death and left it to Bai Mo to kill.
Seeing that all the drum-beating water beasts had lost the ability to move, Bai Mo stopped firing his gun empty-handedly and directly drove the wind rails to pass between these drum-beating water beasts. Each gun flower bloomed and he gained a harvest. Each piece of essence.
Even if there is a drumming water beast pretending to be dead, it has no ability to resist under the gravity domain surrounding him.
When his footsteps stopped at the beach, everyone also stopped here with him.
Sikong Wen didn't ask him how his harvest was, so naturally he wouldn't tell.
This coast is indeed very close to the opposite island, like an extended finger, it can almost reach the opposite side.
"Are your magics ready?"
"Okay."
Nodding slightly, the silver in Bai Mo's eyes rotated again, and the silver stars appeared in an orderly manner. Dancing around the body, it forms a constellation as bright as diamonds.
The Diamond Throne suddenly shattered into more dreamy dust, scattered into pieces, covering the figures of the four people.
When they reappeared, the four of them had landed on the deserted rock island opposite.
The entire Deserted Stone Island is just like its name, it is deserted.
The gray rocky ground was devoid of any life, not even a weed.
As soon as they landed, they saw a large area of the ground under their feet surging, and a crack in the ground that looked like a giant mouth suddenly opened, as if it was going to swallow everyone up.
From the abyss-like cracks, vines that looked like they were made of stone protruded out. However, like the tongue of the devil on earth, it couldn't wait to wrap them up in its belly.
"No! It's the Rock-Clothed Horror!"
Suddenly his feet suddenly became empty, and Sikong Wen's color suddenly changed.
"Space Flying Bridge!"
A piece of silver light bloomed in Bai Mo's eyes, forming a hard space ground directly under everyone's feet, blocking the attack of the rock-clothed horror demon under their feet. At the same time, it also prevents everyone from falling into the cracks in the ground.
"Thunder surge!"
Sikong Wen's eyes were filled with angry thunder, and the endless blue-purple thunder condensed into rolling thunder slurry.
The terrifying thunder slurry turned into a thunder waterfall, instantly submerging and shattering the insidious rock-clad demon underfoot.
A gust of wind blew, and Bai Mo led everyone away from the crack in the ground and landed on a safe ground nearby.
His toes tapped lightly on the ground, and the sound strings spread out like ripples, but he was unable to distinguish these rock-clothed demons that were quietly lurking and integrated with the rocky land.
So they had to rely on him and Sikong Wen to use displacement magic to detect the distribution of the rock-clad horrors on their way forward.
The process is not too dangerous. With their speed, they can escape the devil trap set by the Rock-clothed Terror before its attack is fully launched.
There are also cases where there are rock-clad horrors at every point ahead, so they have no choice but to force their way in. This happens more and more the closer you get to the middle of the island.
These rock-clad horror demons are simply numerous. With their strength, it is not difficult to break through some blockades.
After spending some time, they arrived at the edge of the island when the sun was at its peak.
There is something strange about Huangshi Island. The distance between the edge of his island and its two adjacent islands is about 250 meters.
Because there are no demons on the island beach, Bai Mo and the others do not need to fight again. After walking for so long, his magic power has basically recovered.
Standing on this island, you can see the scene on the opposite island.
A cold wind seems to be blowing across the island, and there are some sea monsters living in the water on the beach.
But there is not a single monster on the beach by the sea.
Further inside are woods. The woods are neither dense nor sparse, but there is not a single leaf on the trees. Each black crow is completely black, swallowing up the surrounding light, making the light in the entire area weaker, darker, and colder than the surroundings. The black crows stand quietly on the branches of every tree, Standing densely.
Many black crows cover the trees, and they seem to be the leaves of these trees. But it only gives people a sense of sparseness.
As if aware of the gaze, the cursed crows facing here opened their blood-red eyes that seemed to hide thousands of years of resentment.
They just looked here like this, like sculptures, neither chirping nor flying over, they were silent.
But just being watched so quietly, Bai Mo and the other four felt cold all over. The blazing afternoon sun hits my body, but there is no warmth at all.
Taking a deep breath, Sikong asked, "Let's go over and walk along the seaside."
"Okay." Bai Mo nodded and released his powerful mental power, directly blocking the discomfort caused by those bloody eyes. In a flash of silver light, everyone appeared on the beach of Cursed Crow Island.
Yeah! !
Yeah yeah! ! !
At this moment, a hoarse and unpleasant cry suddenly sounded, and the blood-eyed crows that were originally staying on the tree flew up in pieces, forming a blood-colored dark cloud.
He came towards the crowd with his bedding.
“There is a curse in this voice!”
Ding Yumian’s expression suddenly became serious. As a curse mage, she immediately noticed the strangeness of the voice. Circles of crystal clear luster scattered, protecting everyone's hearts.
At this moment, the blood-red eyes of the blood-eyed curse crows that were approaching suddenly flashed, and the power of the dark red curse quickly fell on everyone, and was struck by Ding Yumian's heart. Guard and block.
"Brilliant!"
In an instant, a dazzling golden light lit up above everyone's heads. The power of the curse that dyed the air red disappeared in an instant after encountering these golden lights.
“Let’s go!”
Sikong Wen shouted loudly, no longer conserving magic energy, the ground rippled under his feet, he waved his hand to attract a thundercloud, and blocked the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crow in front of them that was about to surround them. wipe out.
Bai Mo's speed was not slow. He took Ding Yumian with him on the wind track, and also waved his hand to release a huge tornado, blocking all the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows behind him.
The four of them galloped along the beach, but the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows perched on the trees by the beach were attracted to them, and they were not as fast as a group of winged ones.
The main reason is that Sikong Wen can't run as fast as a group of winged ones, so he is constantly being surrounded, breaking through, attracting monsters, being surrounded, and breaking out.
They found that these cursed crows were very fragile, far weaker than ordinary slaves or generals.
The number of kills originally caused by Bai Mo's mid-level wind disk was more than twenty, but now it was close to forty.
And like Sikong Wen, a dancing thunderbolt can even directly kill more than fifty.
What makes them difficult to deal with is the curse that becomes more powerful the more there are them.
However, even so, the Blood-Eyed Cursed Crow behind the four people has turned from a small dark cloud at the beginning into a blood-ink-colored cloud that can cover more than a hundred meters, dark and thick.
With thunder and lightning surging all over his body, Sikong Wen once again used thunderbolts to destroy a group of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows blocking the road ahead, and at the same time said loudly:
"We're almost there! Just hold on a little longer."
"I'll do the cleaning, Situ, just concentrate on running, you're running too slow."
Bai Mo's leisurely voice sounded, not at all nervous about being chased by thousands of monsters.
Anyway, this is not the first time I have escaped, and I have rich experience.
Besides, with Ding Yumian here, the curse can't hurt him, and he can't use up his magic power, so he is not afraid of these blood-eyed curse crows at all.
“My fucking surname is Sikong!!”
Sikong Wen cursed, and the ground waves under his feet surged faster.
"Aren't you worried that we will be surrounded if you don't have any magic power?"
"No worries." Bai Mofeng said calmly, "Besides, I won't use up all my magic power."
"Stop talking, another group of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows are coming ahead." Ye Xing sent a timely reminder.
Bai Mo looked up and found another small black cloud flying in the distance.
“Shale-Arrow Formation!”
With ten fingers flicking, you can see countless strings condensed into pieces of sound arrows!
“Boom!”
It was as if there was a military formation of sound soldiers pulling their bows, accompanied by a crisp sound of the bowstring trembling.
A large swath of sound arrows flew out, quickly traveling a thousand meters, absorbing the sounds along the way, and with even more terrifying power and penetration, directly shot down those Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows, turning them into Make the sky full of blood rain.
Bai Mo's speed did not slow down, and he steadily led Ding Yumian to follow Sikong Wen. He saw that he was about to reach the coast leading to the opposite island.
He looked back and saw that a large blood-ink-colored cloud composed entirely of an unknown number of Blood-Eyed Cursed Crows was still chasing after them, and was already threatening to surround them again.
"Wind disaster!"
Within a breath, a huge wind dragon roared up. Facing a large number of blood-eyed curse crows that seemed to be the supreme demon army, it carried them without any hesitation. Go away with a powerful impact.
The huge body of wind rolled around the tiny Cursed Crows, and they were gathered and scattered by more Cursed Crows.
But just such a slight block can reduce their encirclement momentum. Let four people come to the coast.
Looking at the opposite coast, the vitality is particularly obvious. It is obviously separated by a not very wide body of water, but it can give people a completely different feeling.
The spirit is running at high speed, and the silver stream of light completely turns into a stream of water flowing out of Bai Mo's hand, quickly spreading out a beautiful silver star map.
But facing the overwhelming blood-eyed cursed crows that were already close at hand behind them. Sikong Wen and Yexing felt that this time was so long! In just one second, it seemed like a century had passed.
When the silver stream of light completely covered their sight, an idea came to mind and escaped!
The silver light flickered on and off, bringing four human visitors to the swamp island.
As soon as he landed, Sikong Wen subconsciously used the ground wave, and at the same time he looked back at Cursed Crow Island. When he saw that the Cursed Crow on Cursed Crow Island, which seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun, was motionless and showed no intention of chasing after him, he He breathed a long sigh of relief.
The slight panic on his face gradually faded away, he stopped and glanced at Ye Xing, who had the same expression as him.
Then he looked at Bai Mo and Ding Yumian, who had remained calm and composed, and asked with some surprise:
"I asked you why are you so calm? If we are surrounded, we may not be able to Alive."
After saying that, he looked at Bai Mo again.
"Although I don't know what you mean by using more than just magic power, any ability has limitations. With so many monsters, your wind disk can't kill many at once."
"She has facial paralysis. Don't look at her now. She will definitely hug me and cry when there is no one else. As for me, I have a big heart."
Bai Mo looked at the surrounding environment and squeezed her to death. He quickly drank the little demon crawling towards him in the seaside water, pointed at Ding Yumian and began to speak sincerely.
Ding Yumian glanced at him lightly, gently touched Bai Ze's hair next to him, and said nothing.
Bai Ze followed them all the way, but it didn’t want Sikong Wen and the two to see it, so it couldn’t see it due to their cultivation.
"Look!" The man pointed at him and continued to say to Sikong Wen: "She was so scared that she missed her pet, so she is not as calm as you saw."
Sikong Wen didn't want to pay attention. He felt that the topic he originally wanted to find to relax did not relax him very much, but was instead fed dog food.
“Let’s keep going, I don’t want to be watched by those things here.” Sikong Wen forgot to take a look at the group of blood-eyed curse crows standing in neat piles on the shore.
Turn around and walk towards the island, with Ye Xing following silently.
Bai Mo also looked back and found that the blood-eyed cursed crows were sitting there, staring at this side faintly.
Looking at Ding Yumian again, "Let's go."
Nodding, Ding Yumian glanced at the few sea monsters that were crushed to death by white ink. They were not rare species, and followed him.
(End of this chapter)