Chapter 1762 (1/2)

Sleeping tiger gorge ridge, rainstorm still.

In the long run, the endless dense fog that envelops the whole body like an iron curtain will breed a sense of chaos among the weak minded monks.

In fact, the monks who were going down to the south of shuihuxia mountain at this time, especially the sword cultivators who wanted to return to Baolian sword land, all had good accomplishments. However, under the pressure of fog for a long time, their momentum was still weak.

In other words, these monks in the gorge range are like a group of fish who have been away from the water for a long time. They are in urgent need of releasing their divine consciousness and breaking away from the shackles.

But the horror of the fog mountain sea lies in that the fog is not always stable. The crisis of life and death will come back at any time, and it will become more and more dangerous with the deepening of the south.

”Hiss, hiss, hiss!”

In the heavy rain and fog, a piercing roar came down from the sky, and directly rang through the ears of the monks who were marching down the gorge.

”Damn it, how come again!”

With the roaring sound, a monk's face changed. He held the sword handle behind him and looked up at the thick fog which began to roll violently. His eyes were full of dignified color.

Although these monks could not see the exact scene in the thick fog because of the isolation of divine consciousness, the sharp roaring sound in their ears undoubtedly told everyone below that there were swift and violent beasts in the fog.

Next breath, at the front of the team, a dignified voice came out directly:

”fog beast is coming, everyone is on guard. This fog beast is a flying fog beast. I don't know if it is hostile. I can't move. I'll wait for it to pass first.”

As soon as the voice from the elder of yunwuzong came out, the original mighty team suddenly stopped, and then a monk subconsciously gathered together to form a formation, with his eyes fixed on the top and on guard.

As the saying goes, the more unknown it is, the more fearful it will be. Every passing of the Xialing fog herd is a great test for the monks.

”Roar!”

Next breath, the roar of the fog beast from Tuoshan resounds between the gorge and the ridge. Compared with the monks of outsiders, the best way to deal with the fog beast of the aborigines in the gorge is actually another stronger beast.

The animal of Tuoshan mountain has a high rank in Wushan sea. Therefore, Yunwu sect used the animal's dignity to roar, and roared back wave after wave to get close to the animal. There were few accidents.

But this time, what made everyone look very ugly was that when the animal roared in the rain and fog, the expected scene of the fog animal retreating did not appear. Instead, it was a more angry roar:

”hiss!”

The roar of the beast suddenly sounded like thunder. At the same time, there was a monk below who was no longer calm. He blurted out: ”it's not good to have a high-level fog beast!”

Before the words fell, the fog between the gorge and ridge began to boil and roll like boiling water, and the sharp hissing sound came out one after another.

Then, under the guidance of the friar of yunwuzong, the animal in the front of the team raised its head and began to pour out scarlet light to the void.

The next breath, the countless fog in the gorge range was completely penetrated by the red awn, and then a giant fog beast with two wings was clearly exposed between the red awns, which made people sweat and feel cold.

”There are so many fog beasts, and they are also the most difficult flying fog beasts. If these flying fog beasts are hostile to us and rush down, I'm afraid that many people will stay here this time.”