The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 107: You come, you come
(I myself feel distressed when I look at the Dao Chaotian. The writing is okay, but how can I update so little and the author writes so slowly? It’s hard to solve, it has nothing to do with any other objective situation, it’s just following As I get older and older, I become more and more lazy. Of course this is wrong, but I can only slowly figure out a way to change…
Regarding the composition of the squad, I do want to follow the game, but that is just my personal curiosity and has nothing to do with the game adaptation. To be honest, writing about us, who would change his thinking and thinking for the adaptation story? The reason for my curiosity is that the butterfly has been playing the King of Glory, the leader has been playing the Onmyoji, and the Haitang is playing Sword Three. They are all addicted. I want to understand the fun of it, and I want to learn through learning, but I found out when I made a detailed outline. I who have never played a game before, no matter how they teach me to design a nanny or something, I can’t do it well, sigh. Finally, on the 20th, the new book of Glory of the King is about to be released on the 20th. I don’t even play games and think this thing is very awkward. )
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The suction from the snow worm’s egg fetus is very weak, that is, even a single hair cannot move. If it is not for Jing Jiu’s keen perception, or it is difficult to detect.
He looked at the fetus in front of him and pinched it with his fingers. The fetus squeaked like a skin filled with wine, but there was no response.
Sword Consciousness fell, Jing Jiu confirmed that the life in the womb had awakened.
When his finger fell on the womb, that life revealed greed and desire to swallow.
But then, it felt the horror of Jing Jiu’s consciousness, and began to pretend to be dead out of fear.
The lowest-level Snow Country Monster Beast’s newborn body has such a strong consciousness of life and death before seeing the real world. This is really interesting.
Jing Jiu put it away.
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Below a black rock mountain hundreds of miles away, several young monks are discussing something.
They are also contestants in the road war. Their clothes are ragged. They should have encountered many battles, but their spirits are very refreshing and their eyes are full of confidence.
They are summing up the battle situation yesterday, hoping that their cooperation can be more tacit, so that melee attacks and defenses can be more effectively combined with long-range powerful kills.
With a soft beep, a young monk took out the magic weapon, carefully looked at yesterday’s list summary, and said: “Luohuainan and they are still in the front.”
This is talking about their position on the road wars list, and also their position in the snowy field.
The pedestrian in Luohuainan has gone to the depths of the snowy field and encountered many powerful Snow Country monsters, so the plum blossoms on the painting are as big as that.
They subconsciously looked at the young man ahead, showing an expression of admiration–if it weren’t for this person in the team, they wouldn’t expect to be able to follow Luo Huainan. They had already been left out of sight. To the trace, lost the possibility of getting the first place in Dao warfare.
The young man stood in the wind and snow, still standing tall, like a real sword.
He is Tonglu, a genius disciple of the Xihai Sword School.
Tonglu ranked second in the road warfare in the pre-judgment of the roller shutters, even surpassing Bai Zao and Tong Yan, second only to Luo Huainan.
The fact is the same. For the dozens of winter plums hanging in the rain gallery of Xishan Ju, only his team can barely keep up with Luohuainan’s team.
In terms of the number of plum blossoms alone, Tonglu is not even less than Luohuainan, but because it is not deep enough into the snowy field, it has not encountered too many middle-level snow country monsters.
The four young monks understood that they were actually slowing down Tonglu, apologizing, but they were very brave in the fight.
“What’s the matter with Senior Jing Jiu? Why hasn’t he had a record after so many days?”
“I don’t know, there is a Kunlun disciple in my senior brother’s team. After listening to his message, Jing Jiu has not taken any action these days, and has not even left that mountain.”
”The first mountain after entering the snowfield?”
“Not bad.”
”Is this afraid? But if you don’t even dare to enter the snowy field, why bother to join the road war?”
The cold wind is like a knife, and snow flakes are rolled, falling on Tonglu’s ordinary face.
He listened to the discussion of his companions, expressionless and unmoved.
If it was before the Meihui chess game, he might think Jing Jiu was a timid and incompetent person, but after that chess game, he certainly wouldn’t think so.
can withstand Tong Yan’s murderous intent on the chessboard, and can also kill the successful person, no matter the Taoist heart or the will, it must be extremely strong.
It’s just that he didn’t understand what Jing Jiu was thinking.
Suddenly, there was an exclamation sound.
Tonglu walked back to his companion and raised his eyebrows when he saw the latest news from the magic weapon. He was very surprised.
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Jingjiu and his group walked on the snow, keeping a distance of several meters to more than a hundred meters between each other, ensuring that they could rescue the nearest companion with their best practice.
The ground in the snow field trembles suddenly, and then it quickly returns to silence.
The five stopped.
Lu Jin took out the magic weapon and aimed it at the snowy ground, his face became more gloomy, and turned his head and said silently to his companions: There is something.
The snowy area is quiet, like deathly silence, only the whistling of the cold wind can be heard.
These young cultivators have no experience after all. They only know that they can hold their breath and make no sound, but they did not expect that the sudden disappearance and silence of footsteps would be a clear warning to the creature under the snow.
The snow in the distance suddenly bulged, and then turned into a snow line, moving towards the distance.
After everyone took part in the Taoist war, they encountered the first battle. They were a little excited, and more nervous, but they didn’t react for a while.
In order to escape faster, the monster got out of the snow and became faster. At a distance of more than two hundred feet, one could vaguely see that it was something like a spider, about the size of an ordinary round table. The back was as smooth as a mirror, and the feet underneath moved like lightning, making it difficult to see.
“Snowfoot!”
Daiyin shouted: “Who knows how many feet are?”
Jing Jiu said: “Six.”
Listening to this answer, Yin Qingmo and the others relaxed a little, and Dai Yin even smiled. The fewer feet the snow-footed beast has, the higher the class, and the more powerful it is. The six-legged snow-footed beast is the weakest and has not even experienced an advancement. Even the most ordinary practitioner can easily deal with it.
Jing Jiu untied the iron sword behind him.
Daiyin reached out his hand to stop him: “I’m coming!”
Before ’s words fell, he had already rushed away.
The other three people also followed.
Within a few breaths, Dai Yin rushed to the back of the snow-footed beast, holding the Qing cable, and suddenly pulling it down.
Qingsuo is a magic weapon of the Kunlun School. It contains the power of the bones. This heavy blow, more than a thousand catties of strength, is the stone.
Although the carapace of the snow foot beast is strong, this snow foot beast is only a low-level hexapod, and cannot withstand such a huge force at all.
With a muffled sound, the snow-footed beast’s carapace cracked directly, and countless cyan slurry sprayed in all directions, like sharp arrows.
Daiyin stepped back into the air and landed on the ground.
Wu Mingzhong rushed forward, summoned his sword and shield, and put Dai Yin behind the shield.
Yin Qingmo’s speed was slower. He raised the star pot and recited the spell silently. A clear light spurted from the star pot, falling like a waterfall, covering her and Lu Jin inside.
can only hear a burst of pops, like a shower of rain, mixed with burning sounds.
Wu Mingzhong and Yin Qingmo put away the magic weapon after all the cyan slurry fell.
The surface of the thick and solid sword and shield is full of dense potholes, all traces of erosion by venom.
Before participating in the Taoist war, they had learned relevant knowledge and knew that the green blood of snow-footed beasts was highly poisonous and extremely corrosive. But only when they saw the real picture did they know that even the lowest-rank snow foot beasts were so dangerous, even if they could be easily killed, they could still threaten themselves.
Looking at the dead snow-footed beast in front of him, Yin Qingmo couldn’t help feeling a little afraid. Suddenly he remembered Jing Jiu and looked worriedly, and found that he was standing not far away, in white clothes fluttering, without any venom on it.
Now the mutation regenerates.
Inside the cracked back shell of the snow foot beast, a small black figure suddenly jumped out, making a creaking weird cry, and fleeing towards the distance at a very fast speed.
“Ting Er! It’s Ting Er!”
Dai Yin looked at that thing not only not surprised~IndoMTL.com~, but even more excited.
Ting Er is a very rare and intelligent existence among the middle-level monsters in Snow Country. It lives in the carapace of snow foot beasts and can control hundreds of snow foot beasts at the same time by sound.
On the battlefield, Ting Er’s most important mission is to drive the tide of snow-footed beasts to attack the human army.
The speed of listening to ears is amazing, but there is no danger other than that.
Who would have imagined that, far away from the core of Snow Country, there is a hearing ear in this lowest-level six-legged snow beast.
For them, this is really lucky.
Daiyin did not hesitate, and was ready to hunt down this ear.
Jing Jiu felt something was wrong, and reached out to stop him.
Daiyin misunderstood that he wanted to grab power, snorted coldly, pushed his arm away, and swept out.
The Kunlun School is in Lengshan, and is best at the wind and snow body method.
Daiyin didn’t need to control the sword, and walked away in the air. Between several breaths, it turned into a small black spot in the distance, catching up with the hearing ear.
cyan light illuminates the snowy field.
He held the Qingsuo and pulled it toward the ground.
Suddenly, he let out a scream and fell from the sky.
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