Chapter 836: Scarlet Beast Domain (Forty-Three) Sneak Attack on Fowl Girl

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The scorching sun dried the yellow dead leaves on the forbidden slave's body, and a few popping sounds woke up two pairs of distant pupils.

"Golden fowl friend, Mo Mou is indispensable for a vicious battle here, you and I have no grievances, please let the fowl friend leave"! Phantom Mo pointed at the golden kite's lower abdomen.

The sealed demon pill burst open the forbidden light, and the momentum of the golden kite suddenly exploded, the decadent aura swept away, and the fragrant spirit floated lightly in the four domains.

Jin Kite was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Mo Xie would let himself go, and he stopped talking in surprise for a while, but he didn't say a word of thanks.

Phantom Mo Ye pulled the four-legged beast and fled to the north. After traveling thousands of miles, turn to the west. Mo Xie is not soft-hearted, after escaping the two domains, his heart is shocked, and the eastern and southern regions are all fowl clans that cannot be seen at a glance and are standing in the empty space, like nails there.

Mo Xie had to release the golden kite, thinking that it was the demonic spirit of the fowl that attracted the army of the fowl clan, this mighty army, this is not as simple as the insect tide and the insect waterfall, the zerg is using millions of small insects in the realm of enlightenment and chrysalis as cannon fodder. And the army of the Bird Clan in front of him is above the Mind Helping Realm, which is equivalent to the Holy Clan's cultivation realm.

Each team has hundreds of Transformation Realm Great Birds, such a team, not to mention Mo Ye breaking through the battle alone, even the Incarnation Realm Great Sage has to think about it.

Phantom Mo Ye took a breath of cold air, and thousands of miles away the feather armor reflected a seven-colored light, like an endless cloud covering a line of sky. Didi sweat condensed into a fiery red face, months of waiting, Mo Ye lost the best opportunity to escape, and the Jin clan had blocked the airspace for 100,000 miles.

Not only that, the phantom Mo Evil God sensed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and his teeth shivered. Trees are forbidden, stones are forbidden, water is forbidden, and the four realms are surrounded like iron buckets. Look at the sky, the phantom Mo Ye smiled bitterly. There is no way to enter the ground, so you can only go to the sky, but unfortunately, although Mo Ye can escape into the air, he does not have this ability.

Suddenly, the war drums of the four regions rang out in unison, and the sound of a rapid earthquake roared like a violent storm. Tight or slow, the sound was like heavy thunder, shaking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to change color. Like the wind and the clouds, the clouds and mist that permeate the mountains sink into the mountains and forests.

The green waves of the mountains are rushing up layers of shocking waves, wave after wave, surging from the valley to the top of the mountain, and sinking from the top of the mountain into the valley. Like a drop of residual leakage, like the urgency of bursting beans, the gallop of startled horses roared by, and the sound of feathers and armor followed the urging of the drums of the clanging war. Slowly move forward.

Mo Ye sweated in a hurry, jumped out of the Holy Domain, planted the Disaster Domain, and fought the Wasteland Domain bloodily. I've never experienced anything like this. It seems that the Jin clan is determined to capture and kill themselves.

Mo Xie regretted it, and in the past few months, he had thought of countless ways to get the "Shadowless Technique", but he missed the opportunity to escape, and now he is greedy for the fruit. Trapped on top of these 100,000 mountains.

The four-legged beast let out a long roar, like the light of lightning, and fled to the northern region. Mo Ye swooped the flying beast in a puff of smoke. ran around the 100,000 mountain area. The divine consciousness couldn't help but be a little suspicious, the boundless and boundless team of the airspace was not without gaps. Each team is ten miles, separated by a gap of one mile, and the only one where the gap in the airspace is a little larger, and it is more than two miles empty.

Mo Xie is cold, why is there a big gap here, is it a momentary negligence. If you want to escape the encirclement of the clan, you must pass through the gap. The size of the gap means the speed of the spell attack, with the secret technique of Mo Evil Escape, one suck more than 100 miles, and the gap in one mile is a little smaller, and it can be sealed without a suck.

In the gap of two miles, there is more hope of escaping. Mo Evil God recognized this gradually shrinking gap, and the Ten Thousand Birds Clan's team slowly approached with the terrifying sound of war drums, and that small gap became narrower and narrower.

"A thousand stones and blue waves......". The phantom turned into a crystal light and disappeared into the airspace.

Forbidden Knowledge pulled the skull chain crystal hammer and laughed dryly. Call...... A cold wind, like lightning, rushed towards the surging team gap.

Thousands of miles of mountain snowflakes roared wildly with the storm, and the goose-feather-like snow was instantly beaten into fine foam, intertwined and entangled into a chaotic snow front, and pounced on the fowl team hundreds of miles away.

The sound of the long snail resounded through the heavens and the earth. Hundreds of spells attacked the flying Snow Shadow in advance. This was followed by the chatter of teeth, and the shiver was more piercing than the roar of the spell.

Xue Feng silently passed through the defensive net formed by the sky-filled spells, and rushed towards the fowling clan with a roar.

A short screech. Several light shields flew out of the team, connecting layer by layer, forming a wall of light that covered the sky.

"Damn, don't you have some new tricks?" In the hurried Xue Feng, there was a rough scolding voice.

The cold air trembled softly, striking the light mask, and drawing a frightening arc up to the sky.

"Boss, shoot quickly, if you don't make a move, you'll be bumped into." In the roar of the windswept snow, a rough shout sounded.

The golden light and dragon shadow slanted into the sky, and the shining golden light slashed through the light cover, and the golden light silently cut through the layers of defense covers, but there was no sound, like a sharp knife cutting through the silk, silently.

Whewβ€”β€”! a long snail sounded. Hundreds of bone shields flew towards the ruptured self-shield shield. It seemed that the defensive shield had broken too suddenly, and the bone shield flew slowly.

In the cold snowstorm, he suddenly stretched out a pair of big white hands, passed through the cracked light shield, and forcibly tore open a long big tuyere. The biting cold wind, mixed with the plum blossom-like snow drying clothes, hissed through the huge cracks, blowing the snow white all over the sky,

Countless elves flew in the air, and the cloudless sky, the dazzling white light fell crystallinely, and the frightened eyes of the fowl narrowed into slits.

Thousands of battle shields condensed in the airspace, pushing towards the cracks in the defensive light mask like nails. The snow monster's spells were too ghostly, and for a few months, hundreds of fifth- and sixth-order fowls chased the tail of the cold wind around, and the spells hit thousands of them, just like hitting the air, flying around in the airspace. The only thing that works is this "windshield", every time the snow monster hits the light cover, it escapes without a shadow, and this time it is broken lightly.

The fowl in the Ten Thousand Birds Clan, panicked, and condensed the bone shield to hit the broken light shield. Although there are many small bone shields, in the face of the ghostly cold wind roar, they can't hit the direction of defense.

The roar of the wind broke through the shield defenses, passed through the layer of the bone shield, and rushed towards the wide gap between the shields.

A silver shadow flashed, and a white-clothed fowl stood in the way of the wind. "The evil demon has not yet shown its original form."

The silver-clad poultry girl snorted, condensed a big pocket, and the wind and snow floating in the sky at the mouth of the bag condensed into a wind line, which was sucked into the bag by a strong suction.

"Boss. Hurry up". The forbidden slave who turned snow into wind exclaimed. This bag of forbidden slaves has confronted each other many times, and it is very ghostly and specializes in sucking air. Several times I almost sucked into the bag, and I was so scared that the forbidden slave twisted his ass and ran away. This time it was different, the master gave a death order to break through the iron barrel-like defensive array. With the combat power of the forbidden slave, of course, it is a pioneer, and it really lives up to the high expectations of the master.

Five hundred miles of airspace, four hundred miles can be killed in a few breaths, and only a hundred miles away can be wedged into the gap between the two formations. Fear of ghosts. Hell, this fowl girl with a ghostly wind pocket has reappeared.

"Enter"! Consciousness flashed.

"Ahh

"Dead". Before he could finish shouting, his red-pointed nose tightened and ached. It is pulled into the bag by a thin black silk.

The silver-dressed poultry girl jade pinched her hand, hurriedly closed the mouth of the bag, and a magic finger hit the bag, and the golden filaments flew down the windbag, and hit a few butterfly runes to tie the neck of the bag.

Giggles! "Little wrongdoer, I've been running to you for months, and my feet are blistered. Finally got me to catch you".

The silver-clad poultry girl leaned forward and closed her back happily, and her little face was flushed with soft light. "Beat the drums, continue to advance, and capture and kill Mo Xie".

The face of the fowl hundreds of miles away gradually softened. Everyone knows that the snow monster is the biggest accomplice of the evil saint Mo Evil. Entered the list of beast clan killing. After months of chasing and intercepting, he finally broke off Mo Xie's right-hand man.

The saint has become a lonely person, and the siege is only between the morning and the night.

The sound of the war drums swayed into the sky, shaking down a few remnants of snow. The 10,000-strong team jumped to a certain airspace.

Heavy rocks. On the majestic cloud peak that hides the sky and the sun, Jin Cheng stepped on the beautiful stone, and the clouds of the mountains and forests under his feet dissipated. The mountains are full of greenery.

A small crystal mirror reflected the scene of the magnificent clan, and only the predicted gap leading to the wasteland was full of battle. Mo Xie's shadow disappeared from the iron wall strangely.

Jin Cheng frowned slightly, lightly paddling the airspace within a radius of 80,000 miles. In this open space, dozens of elders had been preparing for months before they could barely complete it, and every flower, grass, and stone in the domain was marked, and countless prohibitions were placed. No matter where Mo Xie goes, wherever he falls, he will flash in the crystal mirror. Mo Xie has become a turtle in an urn, and the capture and killing are only in the morning and night.

Elder Jin Hu pulled away the Bear Ancestor and the Wolf Ancestor, and sent the murderers of the two clans to the wasteland, just because he didn't want the results of this unsuspenseful battle to fall to the bear clan and the wolf clan. Capturing the evil saint Mo Ye, whether it is trading with the Holy City or with the Yi family, there will be a lot of gains.

"How did the Sage of Evil disappear". Jin Cheng panicked, and kept magnifying the light screen condensed by the crystal mirror. I have searched for it piece by piece, but there is no shadow of Mo Xie.

"Snow monster"! Jin Cheng seemed to think of something. The Jin Li team that has just stopped fighting.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the silver-clad poultry girl put away the "windbag", gently hung it on her waist, and looked at the approaching team with a smile.

Several big birds fled with the team to the silver-clad poultry girl, and the envious eyes swept over, the Jin clan has strict war discipline, only the team owner has the right to move freely, and other birds must follow the team to carry out the war.

The silver-clad poultry girl nodded with a smile, and suddenly her eyes were cold, and a trace of coldness appeared from her waist, and an electric current instantly hit her whole body, followed by a clear light from her waist windbag to the outside, and the fowl in a thousand zhang was stunned.

Whew! The strange cold ice qi that followed spread in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the bodies of the birds within a thousand feet were hung with thick ice skates. The Void Wings made a crunch and fell into the airspace. Then the 10,000 fowl team fell like dumplings. Hundreds of big birds, numb their claws, slowly did the action of condensation.

A crystal light escaped from the windbag, and there were several hammer sounds, and the forbidden slave condensed the snow, pulled the windbag over the waist of the silver fowl girl, and raised his foot to kick the fowl girl's buttocks, which was frozen into a popsicle. "Dead birds, go down to you." (The novel "The Remnants of the World" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)