New White Snake Asking Immortals

After the spiritual rain, the mountains were green and green, and Feng Ying stood under the dripping rock and looked at the valley.

"It's so beautiful, but it's a pity that there is no good wine."

Neither of them can write poetry, and the price of wine is more expensive in troubled times.

Feng Ying thought of the lakes and fishing villages after the rain. The mountains were cloudy and the vegetation was verdant. When the rain was over and the sky cleared, there were small moths that gathered and danced against the water surface. In the lake, there were fish with pectoral fins like flying wings that would jump out of the water and fly quickly. Fly over swarms of small moths, and occasionally fly into the canoe.

"A spiritual rain washes away the barrenness, and it is a rare opportunity to witness a miracle."

"Yeah, as long as it rains, I like rain very much. My name is also rain."

Water dripped from the rocks extending above the head to create puddles, and three or five wild flowers were skewed by the splashed water droplets. Unfortunately, there were no butterflies and bees, no insects, no birds and animals, only weeds and small flowers.

Feng Ying felt that her mood also improved.

Take a deep breath of the rich aura after the rain, and feel comfortable all over.

"Maybe the war will end soon, we can continue on the road and reach Tianzhu Mountain as soon as possible."

"Engko."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"I seem to hear a strange sound. It feels like something has fallen? Did you hear that?"

The two of them were leisurely watching the scenery under the rocks. There was a flash in front of them. The burning ship slammed into the opposite hillside. The green wild flowers just now were covered by splashing debris and flames. Decorate with bursting red.

Feng Ying and Yu were startled by the sudden drop of the boat, and conditioned reflexively retreated in a low posture, hiding under the dripping rocks extending outwards, so as not to be hit on their heads by falling objects from high altitude.

"Why are they still fighting..."

"The devil knows!"

After Yu shouted, he froze suddenly, and quickly looked around. Fortunately, no ghost appeared.

After running back to the fire stove, I dared to turn around and wait and see. The style of the ship was not surprising. The warship of the Snake Demon Army was very strong and was rarely destroyed.

Although it fell to pieces, the main frame is still intact, and the solid cabin is opened from the inside.

Flying out was a group of cursing monks, who looked like dogs diagnosed with rabies. They were full of anger and had a loud voice. They should be the unlucky ones of some family. Fighting may be a hindrance, but they are good at saving their lives and good at speaking. I scolded for a long time without repeating half a sentence.

Soon, the children of these aristocratic families ran away screaming like mountain mice that had encountered Ye Xiao, like fireworks blooming.

Under the rock, Feng Ying and Yu looked dumbfounded.

Curious about what they were running for, more than twenty snake demon soldiers appeared, holding ropes and tying people around.

The children of the aristocratic family who were overtaken cried and begged for their lives, but after being tied tightly with ropes, they stopped making trouble, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Occasionally, they had to shout a few words in anger to prove that they would rather die than submit Since he is tied up, it means he can survive.

No matter what happens after the family pays out the resources to redeem the person, at least he saved his life.

There are also children from elite families organizing resistance and waiting for rescue, but they lack combat experience and their abilities do not match their cultivation.

The team was easily dispersed by three or five snake demon soldiers, and then knocked out with a shield.

The elite children of this kind of aristocratic family are the most valuable, one is worth hundreds of dandy children, especially the wealthiest magic weapons and storage bags. I don’t know if the elite disciples are overconfident or do not trust others, and like to carry their wealth with them.

It also doesn't care about the Lifu and slaves who survived by luck.

More than 20 snake demon soldiers took the booty that shouted "I would rather die than submit" and left quickly in a small aircraft.

Feng Ying and the two looked at each other, turned around and quickly packed up their things and ran away. There must be a Holy Dynasty army coming to investigate later. It is definitely not a good thing to stay here. If you are angry, you will fight if you don't like it. I don't know how many monsters these days The unlucky casual cultivator was affected.

He didn't dare to take off for fear of attracting attention, so he could only run with all his legs.

Over hills and across barrier lakes in valleys.

The two of them ran tens of miles cautiously, searching around and trying to find a remote place to hide temporarily.

The scope of the battlefield is too large. There are fortresses everywhere in the core area of ​​the war for thousands of miles, and warships are everywhere in the sky. There are small battles breaking out everywhere in all directions, and the aura fluctuates one after another.

Rounding the hill, the two hurriedly stopped.

The small basins in the mountains accumulated water and turned into swamps, and the river channels were covered by years of drought and wind and sand deposition.

Fragments of corpses fell from the clouds in the sky from time to time, smashing into the water and splashing **** water.

The basin and the surrounding mountains are in a mess. Floating limbs and broken arms in the muddy water, the water is filled with the remains of countless weapons and magic weapons, damaged mecha puppets, monster mounts with their heads separated, and the broken but still stubborn and lustrous magic circle. Burning flames, someone cast a spell and moved it from elsewhere to hit the mountain...

A parrot-like demon bird descended from the sky, landed on a corpse and wailed and refused to leave...

There are many places on the battlefield where small defensive formations are still functioning.

The people inside were either seriously injured or already dead, and whoever used the blood-sucking vines bred by spells was still collecting corpses to **** blood.

A certain cultivator’s body was out of control, and it invaded the corpse everywhere to manipulate the dead people to stand up staggeringly~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The battle was too fast and hasty, and the monks used various means to control them. Something weird happened.

It can only be regarded as a small-scale battle, and the battle may have ended or moved elsewhere.

The two heard choked up crying in the swamp.

It could be heard that it was a man, crying sadly. Feng Ying and the two peeped out from behind the dead wood that had not rotted for a hundred years, and watched secretly. They were surprised that the person crying on the battlefield turned out to be a general, about 30 or 40 years old, wearing human holy pilgrim armor Stomach, bruised and kneeling in the sea of ​​corpses, holding a corpse in his arms, weeping uncontrollably.

The corpse was very young, also wearing a armor stomach, his legs were broken into tatters below the knees, and his chest was pierced by an arrow.

He held the corpse and babbled a lot.

The young man who died was his son. He regretted not being able to protect his son, cursed the family for being cold-blooded and heartless, and resented the snake demon who killed his son. He hated everyone.

Feng Ying and Yu watched for a while, then went around the battlefield and continued to look for a hiding place.

Feng Ying, who came from a low-level mud leg, has no time to grieve for the nobles, and only hopes that the war will end and continue on the road.

After walking around for a long time, the two found a village, and saw a stone temple on the mountain in the village from a distance, surrounded by a special Taoist rhyme, the two felt that they could go to the village to live temporarily, although it was a bit broken, at least there was a roof to shelter from the rain .

Although the wall was weak in Feng Ying and Yu's eyes, they did not force their way in out of politeness.

The two walked towards the gate of the village stepping on fresh grass.

Hugh.

A feathered arrow shot out from the wall.

draw an arc in the...

Stabbed at the edge of a pond a few feet away from the second daughter, the crudely made feather arrows did not penetrate deep enough. The hunter on the wall scratched his head in embarrassment. He originally aimed at the two strangers in front of him as a warning, but a gust of wind blew them away.