Chapter 53 Powerful Spirit of the Mist

The beast tide faced by the city of fog is a once-in-a-century powerful beast tide. There have been signs since before the Warcraft siege. On the first day of the siege, more powerful Warcraft appeared, and there were also a huge Zerg population.

There are even monsters that are good at nocturnal attack at night. I have to say that the city of fog still exists at this time without the support of the War Spirit King, which is the result of the persistence of all the people in the city of fog.

It has been the third day. Hold on to this day, and everything is over. Moreover, in the afternoon, there will be the support of the three warrior kings of the vast alliance, raising morale to a new level.

Leng Yan stood on the wall, and Lan Zhonghao stood above the head of the Mythical Beast, like two meat grinders, constantly killing the rushing Warcraft.

After a while, the bodies of the small earth bag-like Warcraft had been piled up under their feet.

Because of the strength of the two people, the defense of the city is much easier than other places.

It is still a warcraft that continues the first day. The land army of beasts warcrafts, and occasionally birds attack. These are all high-star soul beasts. It takes two or three ordinary mercenaries to cooperate to kill a warcraft.

At this time, it is the illusionist who exerts strong combat effectiveness, especially a group of mythical beasts tamed by the cold flame yesterday, arming the mercenary guards of the city of fog.

The battle is in full swing. Although there is a steady stream of Warcraft, people are also killing in an orderly manner. While harvesting the life of Warcraft, they are also accumulating wealth.

Everyone knows what great wealth will be waiting for them as long as they live until the last moment.

Persist, persevere!

Everyone is looking forward to the support of the King of War and the end of the siege of Warcraft.

"These monsters can't reflect the level rarely seen in a hundred years!" Leng Yan said, kicking away the stray python stabbed to death, and met a white-headed vulture that rushed in.

Lan Zhonghao also flew a dart, killed the seven-star blue fox that secretly attacked, and said, "I also participated in the last siege. There were no holy beasts at all. You know, several holy beasts appeared yesterday!"

Leng Yan nodded and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen the holy beast today!"

While talking, I felt the ground shaking.

"Quick! Look what that is!" Leng Yan's side hand killed the lightning weasel that hit him, staring at a gray shadow in the distance, and his face was full of surprise.

"It seems that today's big guy is coming!" Lan Zhonghao also looked over there, and the ground shook again. The powerful pressure passed over, and everyone couldn't help shivering.

With this powerful pressure alone, you will know what level of Warcraft you will face.

"At least it's a holy beast!"

"Or the high-star holy beast!"

"What a great wealth that is!"

"How much wealth requires life!"

"With the young master and the cold young, everything can be solved!"

"..."

Staring at the big guy coldly, you can feel that the big guy wrapped in the fog is powerful. This guy must be more powerful than any monster he met two days ago.

The ground trembles after a while, and the fog is getting closer and closer, and the powerful pressure is getting stronger and stronger.

These Warcrafts, which are still attacking the city, actually have a faint tendency to submit. With the thick fog approaching, the Warcraft along the way hurriedly made way.

A straight passage appeared in front of you. This is the city of fog, and there is a group of monsters wrapped in fog!

"Golden Retriever, let's get closer!" Leng Yan urged the golden retriever to say.

The golden retriever met him fearlessly. Obviously, although the warcraft was powerful, it was still a holy beast that could not deter the golden retriever!

When the Warcraft attacks the city, there will never be a mythical beast, so there is a cold flame with a white spirit beside it, and there is no timidity.

"Let's go together!" Lan Zhonghao drove the flying world and the dragon to follow.

Sexian stood on the wall and was about to keep up, but was stopped by the cold flame.

"I have a white spirit. Even if I encounter danger, I have a way to escape. I'm not afraid at all. You'd better wait here to guard the city." With that, the golden retriever had turned into a streamer and went towards the fog.

Lan Zhonghao was on the spot, glanced at Se Xian and snorted coldly. Se Xian's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

The closer the cold flame approached the fog, the more shocked it was. Every step of the fog made the ground tremble, and the surrounding monsters fled in panic.

These monsters are driven by powerful mythical beasts. In addition to their peers, they will still attack each other.

As soon as he approached, Leng Yan found that the fog was not the water vapor in the fog forest, but a kind of smoke. Judging from the situation of the surrounding monsters, the fog was poisonous!

What a powerful Warcraft! This discovery made Leng Yan even more uneasy.

The smoke can be poisoned by soul beasts. If those mercenaries guarding the city are contaminated, they will definitely finish playing.

No, you can't let this monster get close to the city of fog! Leng Yan's eyes turned a little red. She waved the Xuantie dagger in her hand, and the sword flashed, even the air made a crackling sound.

During the flow of the sword light, the permeated fog was scattered. With the thinness of the fog, the cold flame saw the warcraft inside in horror!

What the hell! Is this a Warcraft?

Or is this a warcraft?

No! This is a combination of Warcraft! A group of monsters like water droplets gathered together to form such a huge thing!

"God, what is this!" The cold flame screamed.

Golden Retriever's eyes were also wide open. Obviously, it had never seen such a thing. Instead, Bai Ling screamed: "Master, this is... it's actually the spirit of the fog!"

"The spirit of the fog?"

"The fog in the fog forest has been permeating for more than ten thousand years. In these ten thousand years, it is not surprising to give birth to a few misty spirits, but I didn't expect it to come to attack the city!"

"What is the spirit of the fog?" The cold flame has lost patience. The world is really strange. There is such a strange creature!

"The spirit of the fog is the life produced in the fog. The spirit formed by practicing in the fog can agglomerate the fog into a water spirit. These water spirits can condense together to form the body of the spirit of the fog. Obviously, this spirit of the fog is produced in poison, so it still carries poisonous smoke, even the soul beasts dare not be contaminated. The poisonous fog!"

The cold flame took a breath of cold air, because she had seen that while the spirit of fog kept emitting poisonous smoke, huge water drops kept sliding down from the body and fell to the ground, becoming a new life, and began to flow and devour the surrounding monsters!

What a awesome guy!

The movement of the spirit of fog is very strange, as if it is elastic, bouncing on the ground. No wonder every line makes the ground shake and almost unstable!

Such a powerful giant makes Leng Yan feel that he doesn't know where to start.

"Bai Ling, where is its weakness?" The cold flame stared at the spirit of the fog, admiring the power of life. At the same time, he also praised that the world is really crazy.

It's really a once-in-a-century Warcraft siege, but this fog spirit's best thing is a once-in-a-century spirit.

"The spirit of fog is afraid of soul attack!" Bai Ling said, and continued depressedly, "There are very few people and monsters who can master the means of soul attack!" I won't."

Leng Yan settled down a little in his heart. In the face of this kind of guy who can disintegrate and reorganize, Leng Yan really didn't know how to do it, but after listening to Bai Ling's words, it was like suddenly opening a window and a light lit her.

"Soul attack? Who else can compare with the spiritual power of the trainer!" The corners of Leng Yan's mouth cracked and gently licked his lips. At this time, looking at the spirit of the fog, he was not afraid at all. On the contrary, he had an extra evil smile.

Physical attack is invalid Warcraft! What a powerful combat effectiveness it would be if it became a mythical beast.

Not to mention the uncertain ability of the body to reorganize, let alone the pervasive poison has been destined for this guy to have a good means of group attack!

Originally, I wanted to recover a nest of cold flames of the Zerg, but at this time, I have identified this spirit of fog!

The cold flame jumped up, spinning in the air like a gyro. The sword light flashed, and the crackling empty explosion kept thinking. The blue magic power flowed around the body, like a layer of blue gauze.

The fog became weaker and weaker because of the cold flame attack. The monsters inside had been exposed, a huge thing like a blue drop of water, shaking its shape on the ground, with smaller green drops floating around.

The spirit of fog is not only a spirit formed by fog, but also condenses the power of wood attributes, so it is the current delicate appearance.

In the distance, Lan Zhonghao and Se Xian, who had been paying attention to this side, stood stiffly on the wall. They were also shocked when they looked at the spirit of fog with a huge opportunity comparable to the height of the wall.

The spirit of fog that exposed its body was obviously angry. It roared at the cold flame, with a slender rope on its head, and a spherical green amber-like thing on the rope bombarded the cold flame.

The green ball whistled past the cold flame's body, and then was pulled back by the rope. The cold flame's body roared back again, and the cold flame suddenly sweated.

What a powerful attack!

It turns out that this guy is not soft all over, and he also has attack weapons.

The more powerful it is, the more Leng Yan likes it, and the heart he wants to get becomes stronger.

"Spirit of the Mist! How about being my mythical beast!" Leng Yan said that she knew that according to the level of the spirit of fog, she was already a holy beast and must be able to understand Leng Yan's words.

Really, the spirit of the fog roared crazily, constantly bouncing up, bombarding the ground with a rumble, the round ball tied on the rope waved, and the sound of explosions in the air.

What's more surprising is that the continuous water droplets-like things are decomposed from the spirit of the fog. They all look like water droplets, with a long braid at the back of the head and a round ball tied on it.

"Oh, my God, such a powerful means!" The cold flame exclaimed that the spirit of fog is worthy of the spirit of heaven and earth!