New White Snake Asking Immortals

The fighting on the battlefield was fierce, with the aftermath of spells and shock waves flying around in disorder.

Somewhere in an inconspicuous mountain pass, Feng Ying, a fisherman girl, and her best friend tremblingly climbed up the mountain. They peeked out at the chaotic battlefield. When the strong wind hit, they quickly ran into the two-story rock and hid behind it. A sense of security, you won't be shot innocently at such a distance.

Holding the rusty straight knife wrapped in rags, Feng Ying took out a scribbled map and checked it over and over again.

"Strange, there is no important military town or monk land here, so why did it suddenly become a battlefield?"

Rain shrugged.

"The devil knows what's going on, the world is full of inexplicable things."

Suddenly, someone beside him spoke faintly.

"I'm a ghost, but I don't know exactly what's going on. The coffin that has been sleeping for two hundred years has collapsed."

Feng Ying and Yu were so frightened that they almost drew their knives and slashed at them. They sat on the ground and moved back a few times. When they looked again, there were densely packed shadows in front of the stone, ghosts, ghosts, and even human monks gathered together.

All that are left are the slow ones.

Burning essence and blood had already fled thousands of miles away before, and only those who were reluctant to part with essence and blood were left.

Before I could ask a few more questions, red fireballs, big and small, flew past their heads, and the heat waves and winds caused the hair of the two girls to dance wildly. There was movement.

Feng Ying shook her hair to shake off the dust and stones. The battle outside was too loud, so she could only shout at the demons and monks.

"Which one of you can pass the battlefield? We want to go to the opposite side!"

Swish it.

Yingyingchuochuo all turned their heads to look over, their eyes fixed on Feng Ying and Yu, normal eyes, red, white, black and even those without eyes were all staring at them, as if they heard something unbelievable, and it was quiet under the rock.

"..."

Feng Ying blinked, then turned to ask Yu who was also stunned.

"Can't you go through it?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of a huge object breaking through the air in the distance, coming with a clang that tore through the air. Feng Ying, Yu, demons and ghosts, as well as the monks looked up, and saw half of the burning flames of the building roaring past the top of the head, and the damage remained. The magic circle is still working hard to flash the light to save the ship...

Along with the half of the ship, there were also messy debris, as well as screaming or dead figures.

The flame briefly illuminated the faces of the refugees behind the stone.

The huge and dilapidated ship hit the opposite hillside, and the solid hull collapsed half of the mountain peak, and the burning hull of a mixture of large and small rocks rolled down the mountain.

Rain shook his head.

"I don't think now is a good time to go."

He leaned his back against the rock hard, trying to create a sense of security for himself.

It stands to reason that scattered airship fragments and even corpses are good things, a feast for wasteland predators and wanderers. Obviously, no one plans to go out to make a fortune for the time being. The battlefield is not a dream indulging in a comfortable environment, let alone a palace for bloodthirsty people. There is only death on the battlefield.

In the night sky above the head, there are continuous streamers flying chaotically, and occasionally, distant or near thumping sounds can be heard.

It was the sound of a body falling from a high altitude. The closest one was a Holy Dynasty soldier. When he fell, he bounced on the rocks. He could clearly hear the muffled groan and the sound of bones breaking. He landed not far away. .

Feng Ying carefully observed the markings on the deceased's armor.

"The member of the Holy Dynasty is a corporal leader, which is equivalent to the late Jindan cultivation base. The knife wound from the forehead to the left abdomen is the main cause of death."

"Who is the other army?"

"I don't know, it looks very powerful. Most of the scattered corpses and equipment are from the Holy Dynasty army."

Feng Ying could also see that the other side's army was very strong.

The ghost next to him spoke quietly.

"Snake demons, all snake demons, appeared very suddenly, came from the sky and returned to the sky after death."

"..."

Although I don't understand it, it sounds strange and mysterious.

The two had no choice but to lean against the rock and look at the top of their heads in a daze. It was very exciting. They kept passing by various swords, swords, magic weapons and even wreckage. It was raining inexplicably, and they reached out to touch their cheeks, which were wet.

Put your hands down and take a closer look. It is red blood. It is not rain, but blood.

Feng Ying squeezed the blood away with her fingers.

"War, killing, what is it for..."

Rain shrugged habitually.

"What else can it be for, for the benefit of the emperor's family, everything else is cannon fodder or resources."

"It sounds infuriating and nothing can be done."

Feng Ying recalled that in a small fishing village, he had to work hard every day to survive, and he had to face sudden illnesses at any time, fear of injury, fear of natural disasters, death would appear at any time, sent away old people and even buried young people who had just grown up. Live hard every moment.

Children raised by parents with painstaking love and sweat died for the wealth and power of others.

Thinking all the way along the way, I didn't think of any solution to the farce. I can only pin my hope on a distant lonely peak.

Rain helplessly smiled.

"That's right, unless you also become a fairy god. Similarly, a fairy **** is also a resource tool in the eyes of a higher fairy god."

"I really hope that the troubled times will end soon. I go back to the fishing village to fish and raise ducks. You can also find the lost memories."

"There will be a day."

The two girls leaned on each other and hid behind the rock, watching the sparks disappear in the sky.

Occasionally, the mountain was shaken, maybe it was hit by spells or heavy objects. No one dared to probe to see and gain insight. The chaotic and noisy weapons clashed like firecrackers on New Year's Eve. The blood rain moistened the dry land, and the scattered debris Severed limbs are dotted with bright red flowers on the gray ground.

The ghost curled up and did not dare to move, perhaps recalling the blown coffin.

The monsters whispered to discuss why they couldn't escape from the ground, the mountain was somehow extremely strong, and the evil cultivators considered picking the weak to break their legs to cover themselves from escaping. The demon cultivators calculated whether they had enough blood to escape from the battlefield. Don't devour several.

Slowly suffering in fear.

Endless battles...

It was hard to wait until dawn, but the war became more tragic and stalemate.

Just as Feng Ying and Yu were thinking about something to eat, suddenly, the rusty knife in Feng Ying's hand trembled as a warning.

The two looked at each other.

"Get down!"

Just as he lowered his head, a sharp saber aura streaked across the huge rock like a house.

Several tall monsters and beasts froze, their lips trembling, and watched half of their bodies slowly slipping down, the incisions were smooth and blood red, and they were unprepared to die.

Immediately afterwards, the huge rock collapsed suddenly, and five holy soldiers in Jiawei fell to the ground in embarrassment, yelling with weapons in their hands regardless of their injuries to embolden themselves!

"kill…!"

Then, a slender sharp-eared snake demon soldier wearing exquisite armor flashed, and his long spear pierced an opponent instantly. He let go, quickly drew the knife out of its sheath and bent down to avoid the attacking weapon. People fell down!

With a sudden burst of speed, he appeared in front of the other person, and the tip of Senbai's knife appeared on the opponent's back with bloodstains!

It was too late to draw the knife.

He turned around and grabbed the blade stabbed by the last person with his hand. The exquisite metal glove broke off the blade and thrust it into his forehead with his backhand, killing five people in a row in a short incident.

The movements are crisp, graceful and graceful. Looking at the chest and waist, one can guess that it is a woman in the armor.

The masked snake demon soldier turned his head slowly.

The demons, goblins, casual cultivators and evil cultivators scattered, only Feng Ying and Yu stayed where they were.

Feng Ying inexplicably felt that his sword was very similar to hers, and the sword skills were similar. For some reason, Yu didn't feel afraid, and the two stared blankly at the female snake demon soldier.

After about two breaths, the female snake demon soldier seemed to lose her strength.

Kneeling with a plop, he fell backwards.

It wasn't until then that Feng Ying and Yu saw that she had a wound on her back, and the blood stained the exquisite decoration of the armor. The fight just now was almost the last eruption before she died, and she could no longer stand up after exhaustion.

The two looked at each other and rushed forward, wanting to save her for some reason.

He hurriedly dug out various medicinal powders to stop the bleeding, but he didn't know how to untie the armor, so he could only sprinkle more medicinal powders, and then turned over the pointed-eared female snake demon soldier wearing a full set of armor, trying to feed the pill but couldn't open the visor.

Feng Ying and Yu are in a hurry.

"How do you open this thing! I can't break it..."

It's too strong and too strong, and the two of them don't know how to operate it at all.

Suddenly, the mouth of the dust-stained transparent visor was stained red~www.wuxiamtl.com~ She was coughing up blood!

His chest heaved violently, and his legs trembled and kicked out of the mud puddle on the ground.

"Quick...quickly open..."

The two girls fumbled anxiously, and finally found the position of the machine expansion. With a click, the visor that was dyed red inside opened and lifted upwards.

When I opened the visor, I found that it was a very beautiful girl.

Very young, with fair skin, phoenix eyes, and heroic sword eyebrows. The strange thing is that even though the nose is coughing up blood from a severe wound, he still has no painful expression, and even said that he can't see the expression at all. He coughed up blood with his eyes open.

"Hurry up and take the healing pill! Hurry up..."

Before she could finish speaking, the sharp-eared basilisk girl stopped coughing up blood, half of her blood-stained pretty face fell silent, and her whole body stopped struggling.

Feng Ying and Yudai were stunned, at a loss.

The two knelt beside the quiet corpse, their young and beautiful faces seemed out of tune with war.

Before the two of them could say anything, a beam of light covering the body of the young snake demon soldier suddenly appeared. Ying, slender, young, beautiful...

The phantom was engulfed by the light beam and quickly flew away, the beam of light disappeared quickly, and the two of them understood the meaning of the nonsense at the corpse of the snake demon soldier.

Feng Ying and Yu's heads were a little confused, and they returned to the rock without demons and ghosts in a depressed mood.

Cautiously stuck out his head and scanned the broad battlefield, seeing beams of light rising into the sky and disappearing one after another, but on the other hand, if he died on the Holy Dynasty, he would die.

Yu rubbed her head and remembered something.

"It's very similar to the Heavenly Court back then. After the death of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, their souls return and have a chance to be reborn. They may still retain some of their memories."

Feng Ying recalled the corpses that covered the lake in the fishing village early in the morning, and the dead bones that could be seen everywhere on the road.