Chapter 91 Jointly Kill the Alien Beast

The fog is thick and chaotic!

Several strange lights flashed in the distance and disappeared, as if someone had left, but the sound of fierce fighting not far away became more and more tragic. Through layers of white fog, the strong bloody atmosphere still came to my face.

The lion roared and the bear roared, and the eagle roared and the ghost roared. I don't know how many monsters are besieging the Chicheng Mountain Gate, making a tsunami-like roar, one after another, wave after wave, never stopping!

"Kill!"

Bai Lang and Yang Baiting attacked left and right, one held the fairy sword in his hand, and the jade bottle on his head was as majestic as a mountain, and his body was like a streamer, rushing to kill two snow-white foreign beasts.

The two strange beasts could swallow the clouds and cover up a mountain range. Both of them were surprised and did not want to let them go on like this.

"Whew!"

A blue shadow, like a sharp sword, like a meteor, suddenly rushed out of the hazy. The strange fishy smell made people feel a little dizzy. Bai Lang and Yang Baiting were shocked. Their eyes were extremely sharp. They could see clearly that a small cyan snake about three feet long flew around. There was no murmur all over its body. The mouth was open and the fangs were pointed. Li, the poisonous mucus on the fangs can be seen clearly.

His wrist trembled, and the blue light rippled. Bai Lang ran "Taiqing Royal Swordsmanship" to the extreme, and his strong magic fluctuated out. The green shadow in front of him was instantly strangled and turned into a blood mist. Where Yang Baiting's mind moved, countless drops of water gushed out of the jade bottle. Each drop was real water that could penetrate iron and stone, which was extremely corrosive and penetrating. Under his full control, these water droplets accurately hit the snake's head, leaving a corpse and fell down.

The sword was condensed, and his body became one with the sword light. Bai Lang rushed with his sword, like a rainbow shining through the sky, and his whole momentum climbed to the extreme. He felt a dangerous breath from this seemingly tame foreign beast, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Finally rushed to the snow-white beast, the sword was dazzling, and the sword light in Bai Lang's hand rolled up, like a river rushing, domineeringly splitting down. At the same time, Yang Baiting's jade bottle has turned into a hill-sized, with the glow floating and falling on its head.

Suddenly, the two strange beasts turned their heads at the same time, their eyes suddenly opened, and the cold light collapsed, like the ice of ten thousand years in the Arctic. The cold breath spread out with the cold light, making people feel like falling into an ice cave.

"Bum!" Bang!"

The strange cold light intersects with the sword light, and also resists the jade bottle weighing more than a thousand. At that moment, the brilliant light came out and swept all directions, and the endless fog was swept away.

The two were hit hard, and at the same time, they snorted and flew back several feet. The two strange beasts were too powerful. The cold light in their eyes not only blocked the blow, but also had a very low temperature, which was frozen into ice within two feet.

"What the hell is this!" Bai Lang exhaled the depression in his body and burst into a strong sense of war again. He stared ahead and was shocked. It was really terrible that this foreign beast actually defused his full attack in this way. At this time, the two strange beasts stopped swallowing clouds and spitting fog, facing Bai Lang and the two, with cold eyes, like a cold spring.

Yang Baiting's face was slightly white. He snorted coldly, stroked his hands, and suddenly sacrificed a fiery red spiritual circle. The flames on it were rushing and suspended in front of him. The temperature of the fire circle was extremely high. As soon as it was taken out, it made people feel like they were beside the fire and sweating on their forehead.

Yang Baiting looked at Bai Lang and motioned him to take action at the same time. Bai Lang nodded, his sword turned to the sky, the light was gorgeous, and the two bodies flashed at the same time again.

The sword light is ethereal, like dancing in the flowers, but every bit of the sword light flashes cold light, condensing the turbulent true power. This is the most profound move in Taiqing Royal Swordsmanship. The sky is actually just a sword, which is unreal and can appear on every point in an instant.

What Yang Baiting is most proficient in is the use of magic weapons. His whole body is full of magic weapons. He wears gold armor and steps on cloud boots, driving the wind and fire circle to rush forward, like a round of hot sun burning the sky, dazzling, the flame almost transparent, and the temperature above is even more frightening. He just noticed that the strange beast seemed to be a water system, so he sacrificed a circle of fire and wanted to defeat the cold with fire.

However, after two loud noises, they were in a mess, but the two were blown away again.

The two were shocked and didn't expect the two strange beasts to be so powerful. If they went on like this, they would be destroyed first without waiting to kill them.

"No!" A light passed through Bai Lang's mind. He seemed to figure out something and shouted, "These two strange beasts have been coiled in place. Why don't they attack us?"

Yang Baiting only wanted to kill these two strange beasts before, but he didn't think of this at all. At this time, he came to his senses and suddenly realized that he carefully observed for a long time in the distance and was surprised, "Look at their eyes seem to be about to close, not as cold as before!"

Bai Lang stared and was surprised. Sure enough, his mind moved, and he lost his voice, "Ah! This strange beast may be powerful, but it is also very powerful. Now it may be empty inside and look tired!"

Yang Baiting nodded and said yes. His eyes were condensed and he said in a low voice, "Don't give up, stick to it, and we will go again!"

I have to say that Yang Baiting is indeed a very decisive and calm person. At this time, he did not give up, but had to face the difficulties again. If they made a mistake, what they were waiting for might be killed by a counterattack. Bai Lang had also made a decision in his heart. He had a great chance to let go. He nodded and agreed.

"Up!"

The two attacked again, the sword roared, and the magic weapon flew, constantly collided with the cold light, and kept separating, but a smile gradually appeared on Bai Lang's face, and there was indeed a play.

Desp, the two were already in a mess. Bai Lang's body was scratched by two cold lights, and the blood flowed. Yang Baiting was even almost frozen, with thin ice edges hanging on his head, and his face was pale.

The two foreign beasts were already very tired at this time. They lay on the ground and seemed to be very hard to lift their heads. Their eyes were almost all closed. They looked drowsy. Between the opening and closing of their eyes, the cold light became weaker and weaker.

"Go to sleep, sleep forever!" Yang Baiting flashed a trace of chill at the corners of his mouth, patted his hands, and a dark flying sword suddenly appeared, turning into a faint light, like an electric light, which appeared in front of a strange beast in an instant and pierced its huge head.

Bai Lang's feet were like a flowing cloud, avoiding a fierce cold light. There was a trace of joy in his eyes, and the sword light swept away. With a "brush", the foreign beast was cut off its head before it could hit the cold light again, and blood gushed several feet.

The two foreign beasts were finally killed. Bai Lang and Yang Baiting fell to the ground, and a trace of fatigue appeared on their faces. If it hadn't been for the fact that the strange beast could not last and did not take the initiative to attack, they would have been really dangerous.

Without the two strange beasts, the fog gradually disappeared and faded. In a moment, the blurred outline of the mountains in the distance could be seen.

"It's so dangerous!" Bai Lang still has some lingering palpitations. The strength of the two strange beasts at the beginning is really amazing.

"Well, these two strange beasts are very extraordinary, and I don't know what kind of alien they are!" Yang Baiting smiled. He took out a purple gold gourd. Xiaguang said, which was very extraordinary. Then he said, "Brother Bai, the bodies of these two strange beasts are too huge. I'll put them away for you first. Do you mind!"

Bai Lang was stunned for a moment and knew that his intention was to divide himself with a beast corpse, so he smiled and said, "Brother, what's the best? It's best. I thank you for your time. How can you mind!"

At this time, Yang Baiting smiled faintly, opened the purple golden gourd, read a few words, and turned the mouth of the gourd to the two huge bodies. The glow flashed, and the two foreign beasts had been taken in.

In this battle, Bai Lang's strength has shocked him again. In his first battle, he was very experienced and did not panic at all, and was no worse than himself, which made him regard Bai Lang as a rising star worth making friends with.

One of the two beasts must be given to Bai Lang. He just asked, and he was also afraid that Bai Lang would misunderstand that he wanted to swallow it alone. He did not want Bai Lang to resent and add a potential enemy to himself.

In the inner hall in the distance, the battle has reached the last moment. The remaining disciples of Chichengmen are pressed into a huge inner hall, surrounded by countless monsters, bears, tigers and wolves, all of which are extremely fierce and huge, constantly killing the inner hall.

In the inner hall, the disciples of Chichengmen guarded all the critical places, almost all covered with injuries, but they still looked like iron and could not retreat. They knew in their hearts that if this hall was broken and waited for them, they would be torn and swallowed by countless monsters, and their bones would not exist.

"Go and lead a team of bear spirits and open that small door!" Near the periphery, a man in animal skin, with red hair, looked very strong and shouted at a leader-like bear spirit.

The other end was already able to walk upright, and the black bear spirit with a faint human face suddenly roared like a thunderbolt. Immediately, there were more than 20 giant tower-like bear spirits holding stone sticks in their hands and roaring and gathering. Under the leadership of the leading black bear spirit, they rushed to a small door where blood collapsed.

In the inner hall, the disciples of Chichengmen tried their best to resist, and magic weapons kept roaring out and hitting those barbarians, but many barbarians were born with copper and iron bones, which were difficult to pierce at all, and only made a dull sound. On the contrary, the barbarians outside relied on their thick skin and a large number of them. They rushed over and waved their hands to catch several disciples. The claws were as sharp as knives and the cold light was dazzling. The disciples who were caught only had time to make a tragic cry, and they were torn in half by the giant claws, and their flesh and blood flew across.

"Ege Wang, the leader has been seriously injured and unconscious. Elder Zhao and Elder Wei have also died. I'm afraid we won't be able to resist for a long time!" An old man held a big knife, and the blood stains were still there. The cold murderous air circled on it, as if it were tangible, and he roared loudly.

"What!" Elder Wang's palm was shining brightly, slapped it out, and shocked the wild wolf that rushed over to death. His face was as gloomy as water, and he shouted, "Everage Wei is also dead. How many elders are left?"

"There are only two left except you and me!" The old man was very sad, and his face showed a sad look. "This time, there are many demons to help. The strength of the demon king has greatly increased, and we can't resist it at all. Poor my red city is going to be cut off!"

Elder Wang sighed even more when he heard the words, and his tone was desolate. He said for a long time, "I have sent a call for help to Luoxia Cave. I don't know when I will arrive!"

"At this point, do you still expect the rescue to come by such a coincidence?" The elder laughed miserably and didn't believe that anyone would come to help.

Outside the hall, the red-haired man just quietly looked at the battle inside. The Chicheng Mountain Gate was in a mess, and the broken walls were everywhere. He looked up at a majestic palace in the distance, which was originally the place where the Chicheng Gate was dedicated to the master's mantle, but now it has been flattened. His eyes flashed: "The ancestor This has seized the mysterious item, and it will definitely be good for me to go back and open the seal!"

"Hmm?" Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and his face changed slightly. Looking around, the fog gradually dissipated, and it was already faintly visible in the distance. He was stunned for a moment, suddenly scolding and roared, "He Laosan, how did the fog disperse? What the mother do you eat? Go and see what's going on. If there is something wrong with the two snow lions , see if the master doesn't cramps your muscles!"