Chapter 113 The Sound of Dement, Beasts Attack

The night is as dark as ink, and the sea fog is as thick as substance. The high blood-red full moon does not seem to shine on this cliff, but seems to contribute to the darkness. Fang Daoming sacrificed the dragon cover of the nine gods and protected everyone. He let the wind blow vigorously, the evil waves were fierce, and the fierce beast attacked, but he was safe and sound and moved forward at full speed. Fushou is in front of the eyes of ups and downs, and dozens of feet ahead are clearly visible. The wide distance from the beach is not a smooth road. Sometimes there are strange rocks, huge rocks blocking the way, and occasionally there are huge forest and white bones scattered on the ground. It is the bones of some fierce beasts that have gradually differentiated after countless years of erosion by the sea wind and waves.

With the protection of the nine-day dragon mask, everyone walked all the way. The beach was winding, the sea breeze became more and more violent, the sea fog became thicker and thicker. The surrounding area was gray, and the visibility gradually shrank. The protective light mask of the nine-day dragon mask was hit and deformed from time to time. It was the monster that jumped out of the sea to attack everyone.

Fang Daoming's walking suddenly felt a shock, as if in the depths of the cliff, between the fog, there was a low voice calling for himself, as if it was related to his deed, connected to his soul, and the more he went in, the louder the sound of the call became. This huge sound of call gradually invaded his mind, making him excited and his blood flow accelerated. He couldn't wait to soar and throw himself into the arms of the call. Fang Daoming suddenly realized that he used his power to dispel the sound of the call and calmed his mind. He looked at the others back and forth, but he saw that the other four people were pale and serious. Liu Mei was even more pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her whole body was even carried forward by Sun Wuxing.

"What happened?" Fang Daoming summoned the crowd and asked softly.

Lingmei and Fushou's lips are dry, and Sun Wuxing sweats on his forehead, as if it takes a lot of energy to fight with people.

Sun Wuxingqi said, "Second brother, don't you think there is a strange voice that is disturbing us, disturbing our minds, and breeding illusions. You need to consume magic power to resist."

Fang Daoming saw that Lingmei and Fushou also nodded, and his heart tightened. Does this voice still have a different effect? "This is really strange. I also heard it, but it does not disturb the mind and breed illusions, but invigorate the spirit and can't be self-control."

Everyone looked surprised and looked at each other, but it was inexplicable. Liu Mei suddenly trembled and said, "Oh no! I can't follow the smell of the king!"

"What!" Sun Wuxing was furious and pulled out his stick and pressed it to the ground: "If you dare to lie to us, I will let you turn to ashes!"

Liu Mei's delicate body trembled, her bloodless lips trembled, and her lower body even gradually turned into a purple fox tail: "I didn't lie. I really can't feel it. Maybe it's this horrible sound."

Liu Meidai frowned: "Dear Master, she doesn't seem to lie. Maybe something went wrong."

"Three brothers, hold on," Fang Daoming shouted, "This is really strange. Why do you feel different from me when you wait?"

Fushou said, "My floating eyes are also faintly painful. Could it be that there are two magic weapons in the body of the master, so they are not disturbed."

"Hey, you actually broke into the cliff. You are really bold and looking for your own death!" A gloomy sound came, erratic, as if from the thick fog in front of him, and as if coming from the depths of the sea on its own side.

Fang Daoming was shocked and instantly sacrificed the tower of creation, covering the square in the space and protecting the people. It was even a white rainbow that took Liu Mei into the tower.

"Oh, this ancient pagoda is a little strange, and I will accept it." The gloomy voice was surprised, and a bloody claw suddenly stretched out between the sea and the sky fog and grabbed it to the tower of creation, trying to forcibly ingest it.

Sun Wuxing was furious, and the long stick in his hand was hit with a blow. In the depths of the thick fog, there was a slight surprise, and the bloody claws turned into bullets. The thick bloody fingers violently collided with Sun Wuxing's Ruyi stick, making a loud bang.

Sun Wuxing retreated and hit the side of the cliff fiercely. The rocks collapsed. Fortunately, the five-finger mountain family was born strong and not bad, but it was also unscathed and slipped down the steep cliff.

"Death!" A bright sword light flashed out, instantly piercing the thick fog, tearing away the waves and wind, and cutting off the huge claws of flesh and blood in the depths. Fang Daoming has touched the real fire. This sword has done its best and abandoned all the magic power. It is just a pure sword spirit, thick and vast, mixed with the magic power of true martial arts. It cuts everything, destroys the heaven and the earth, and cuts it down fiercely. Even the high blood moon is also lost its color in an instant. The charm and longevity are dark when they see it. Surprised and chilled.

"Ah!" There was a miserable cry in the thick fog, and the bloody fog flew. The bloody claws fell in response and were then suppressed by the tower. The gloomy voice roared, "Okay, okay, okay, if you dare to hurt me, you will definitely die!" After saying that, he disappeared.

"Go!" Fang Daoming shouted deeply, and the tower of creation was hung high. The four people drove the clouds with all their strength and rushed to the depths of the cliff.

Through the raging sea wind and waves, the fierce roar of beasts can be faintly heard, and more and more, one after another.

"Be careful, the evil beast must have brought other monsters back to revenge!" Fushou roared loudly.

"Don't worry, you just move forward, and I'll take care of the rest." Fang Daoming's magic power was shocked, and the protective aperture of the Jiutianshen dragon mask was even more condensed, just like substance, blocking most of the monsters. Even if there were some strong monsters breaking through the Jiutian god dragon mask, what was waiting for them was Fang Daoming's pure and vast sword spirit. For a while, the blood fog flew, even if the attack was the realm of immortals, Fang Daoming If you can also fight, you will be invincible, and there are two great people, Lingmei and Fushou.

I don't know how far away it has been, and it has been nearly an hour. The cliff is still winding and there is no end. The thick fog almost covers everything. The heavy call is clearer and clearer, as if it is close in front of you. A huge ocean whirlpool suddenly appeared, bordering the beach, occupying a hundred feet away. The center was dark and bottomless. The sea water poured desperately, but it was not full.

"Hear!" Fang Daoming called everyone and listened carefully. The sound of the call came from the depths of the whirlpool. If he hadn't deliberately suppressed it, the blood in his body would have boiled and fallen into rage. "It should be here."

Fushou said, "This whirlpool is very strange. My ups and downs can only see through a few feet away, which must be extremely dangerous."

"Roar!" A roar of the beast came from the depths of the sea, and a huge beast shadow of more than 100 feet can be faintly seen through the misty sea fog. Around the body like a hill, the dragon and snake can't be covered even if it is wind and waves.

"Little evil beast, dare to hurt my descendants and die!" The huge beast roared and came across the sea. The thick forelimbs and sharp claws danced wildly, cutting off the wind and cracking the void.

Lingmei said, "In this southern border, the sea of riots is indeed the world of monsters. This evil beast is a golden elixir and cultivated into a fairy, and does not want to turn into a human being."

Fushou said, "In their hearts, the human race is synonymous with weakness and incompetence. They advocate nature and strength, and of course they disdain to become adults."

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "Don't pay attention to him. Let's go down and let them go into this whirlpool."

"Okay, my subordinates are in front, and the spiritual elders will then ask for advice to the queen." Fushou's mana was shocked, and suddenly 49 more ice crystal swords were raised, and his fighting spirit was high.

Fang Daoming knew that his cultivation was not enough, so Fushou took the initiative to take the lead, so he answered and said to Sun Wuxing, "Third brother, you are aggrieved in the tower of creation for a moment."

The movement of Fushou and Lingmei's body is to jump into the whirlpool abyss. Fang Daoming took a look at the huge monster approaching, shouted, cut out a bright sword light, and then jumped down.

"Roar!" The huge monster felt the murderous spirit of the incoming sword and couldn't help but be furious. The huge beast's claws were clenched one by one, and the turquoise flame suddenly rose, burning around the two claws, and grabbed the attacking sword light.

Unfortunately, Fang Daoming's power of a sword was far beyond his imagination, and he instantly penetrated his thick claws and pierced his forehead.

"Roar!" The splashed blood stimulated the beast. The fierce monster came out of anger and wanted to penetrate the sky and destroy the ocean. The green flame instantly filled the upper body, like a fire of anger, spraying several feet and burning up the wind and waves. Lightning fell from the sky, hit him, and instantly turned into a power grid and wrapped around him.

The angry monster turned its claws into fists, with angry fire, thunder and lightning, smashed into the endless deep sea whirlpool, and the whole arm was swallowed up in an instant.

The anger burned in his fierce eyes, and a trace of ferocity appeared at the corners of his ferocious mouth, as if the beast who dared to stab him had just been torn into pieces and burned into ashes.

Suddenly, the monster's ferocious eyes flashed a trace of panic, and a sharp pain came from the end of the arm, instantly filling the whole mind. Ah!" In the tragic cry, the monster staggered back, and the blood mist sprayed. It was already one arm. It turned out that the whole arm was folded in the whirlpool of the sea.

The frightening beast roared wildly and hated it, but it was extremely afraid of the endless abyss whirlpool and dared not venture into danger again.

Hundreds of feet above the sky, between the wind and thunder and lightning, a void suddenly cracked, and a slimming shadow came out of the wind. A rainbow fell down, crushing the monster's head in an instant, and then a rainbow. The golden elixir the size of a grinding disk broke out and was put into its arms by the slimming shadow.

This slim figure looked up at the moon, showing a handsome face and muttered words: "The ancestors once calculated whether I could be promoted to the realm of primordial spirit, depending on this opportunity. This disaster of heaven and earth is really different from the past, and there will be great changes. It seems that I have to make a living."

After saying that, the figure flashed and disappeared into the whirlpool of the sea.