Chapter 1506 Bloody Mask

The fighting on the battlefield was fierce, and the residual power of spells and shock waves were scattered in all directions.

At an inconspicuous mountain pass somewhere, the fisherman girl Feng Ying and her good friends climbed up the mountain cautiously. They looked out at the chaotic battlefield. When a strong wind hit, they quickly ran into the two-story rock and hid behind it. The rock was thick and could at least bring a weak

There is a sense of security, and there is no chance of someone being shot innocently at such a distance.

Feng Ying held the straight knife covered with rags and rust, took out the scrawled map and looked over it.

"It's strange. There is no major military town or monk clan here. Why did it suddenly become a battlefield?"

Yu shrugged.

"Only the devil knows what's going on. There are inexplicable things everywhere in the world."

Suddenly, someone next to me spoke quietly.

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

Feng Ying and Yu were so frightened that they almost drew their swords and slashed at it. They sat on the ground and moved back twice. When they looked again, they saw that the stone was densely packed with shadows. Demons, ghosts, and even human monks gathered together. Some of them poked their heads in to watch the fun, and some trembled with their heads buried in the ground.

"For what else? For the interests of the emperor's family. Everything else is just cannon fodder or resources."

"Snake demons are all snake demons. They appear very suddenly. They come from the sky and return to the sky after death."

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

The two looked at each other.

"I don't think now is a good time to be on the road."

He is very young, with fair skin, red phoenix eyes, and heroic sword-shaped eyebrows. What is strange is that even if he has a serious wound and coughs up blood in his nose, he still has no expression of pain. In fact, he can't even see his expression at all. He coughs up blood with his eyes open.

The two girls leaned on each other and hid behind the rocks, watching the sky filled with stars and flowing arrows.

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

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

That was the sound of flesh falling from a high altitude. The nearest one was a soldier from the Holy Pilgrimage. When he fell, he bounced on the rock. The muffled groan and the sound of broken bones could be heard clearly. He landed not far away, and after a few struggles there was no movement.

.

Feng Ying and Yu were in a hurry.

Slowly suffering in fear and fear.

Before she could ask any more questions, large and small red fireballs passed by above her head. The heat wave and strong wind caused the hair of the two women to dance wildly. A certain timid monster screamed and ran away, but was hit by a fireball.

There was movement.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of a huge thing breaking through the air in the distance, with a clang that tore the air. Feng Ying, Yu, demons, ghosts, and monks looked up and saw half of the building ship burning with flames roaring past their heads, with the remaining damage remaining.

The magic circle is still working hard to shine and save the ship...

"That's right, unless you also become an immortal god. Similarly, immortal gods are also resource tools in the eyes of higher immortal gods."

"Get down!"

The shadowy figures all turned their heads to look over, staring at Feng Ying and Yu. Normal eyes, red, white, black, and even eyesless ones were all staring at them. They seemed to have heard something incredible. It was very quiet under the rock.

The monsters whispered and discussed why they couldn't escape. The mountain was somehow extremely strong, and the evil cultivators considered picking on the weak to break their legs to cover their own escape. The demon cultivators calculated whether they had enough blood essence and blood to escape from the battlefield. If not, they would have to

Don't devour a few.

It was hard to wait until dawn, but the battle became more fierce and stalemate.

Feng Ying inexplicably felt that his sword was very similar to hers, and their sword skills were similar. Yu didn't feel scared for some reason, and the two of them looked at each other blankly with the female snake demon soldier.

Feng Ying and Yudai were stunned and at a loss.

"kill……!"

"Can't you go through it?"

The demons, monsters and evil cultivators dispersed in a hurry, leaving only Feng Ying and Yu staying in place.

It stands to reason that the scattered fragments of the flying boat and even the corpses are good things, a feast for wasteland plunderers and wanderers. Obviously, no one intends to go out to make a fortune for the time being. The battlefield is not a place for indulgence in a comfortable environment, nor is it a palace for passionate people.

There is only death on the battlefield.

Before she could finish her words, the pointed-eared snake demon girl stopped coughing up blood, half of her pretty face stained red by blood became quiet, and her whole body's struggling movements stopped.

His chest heaved violently, and his legs trembled, making puddles on the ground.

Just as he lowered his head, a sharp sword energy streaked across the huge rock as big as a house.

"There will be a day."

"It sounds infuriating and nothing can be done."

Put down your hand and take a closer look. It's red blood. What's falling from the sky is not rain, but blood.

Immediately afterwards, the huge rock suddenly collapsed, and the five armor-clad holy soldiers fell to the ground in embarrassment. Regardless of their injuries, they held their weapons and shouted to embolden themselves!

The huge broken ship hit the opposite hillside, the solid hull collapsed half of the mountain, and the burning hull mixed with large and small rocks rolled down the mountain.

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

He knelt down with a thud and fell down on his back.

The ghost huddled up and did not dare to move, perhaps recalling the shattered coffin.

"He was a corps commander from the Holy Dynasty, equivalent to the late Jindan cultivation level. The stab wound from his forehead to his left abdomen was the main cause of death."

Several tall demon cultivators stood still, their lips trembling, and watched helplessly as half of their bodies slowly slid off, the incisions were smooth and blood-red, and they died unprepared.

It was too solid and strong, and the two of them didn't know how to operate it at all.

"Hurry... open it quickly..."

It was only then that Feng Ying and Yu saw the wound on her back, and the blood stained the exquisite patterns on her armor. The fight just now was almost the last outburst before Hui Guanghui died. After she exhausted her strength, she could no longer stand.

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

Endless fighting...

The phantom was swept up by the beam of light and flew into the sky quickly. The beam of light quickly disappeared. In front of the body of the snake demon soldier, the two of them understood the meaning of that nonsense.

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

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

The ghost next to you opened your mouth.

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

"How do you open this thing! It can't be opened..."

The two of them knelt beside the quiet corpse, and that young and beautiful face seemed incompatible with war.

The only ones left behind are those who run slowly.

Those who used to burn their essence and blood have already fled thousands of miles away, leaving only those who are reluctant to part with their essence and blood.

Then, a slender, pointed-eared snake demon soldier wearing exquisite armor flashed. His spear instantly pierced an opponent. He let go, quickly unsheathed his sword and bent down to avoid the incoming weapon. He flexibly got closer, and the light of the sword flashed past two people.

People fall!

With a sudden burst of speed, he appeared in front of another person with a sudden acceleration, and the tip of Mori Bai's sword appeared on the opponent's back with blood stains on it!

The movements are crisp, elegant and gentle, and you can guess from the chest and waist that the armor is a woman.

It was too late to draw the sword.

"Who is the other army?"

"Take the healing elixir quickly! Hurry..."

Feng Ying and Yu were a little confused, and returned to the rock where there were no monsters and monsters in low spirits.

The two of them had no choice but to lean against the rock and stare at the top of their heads in a daze. It was very exciting. Various swords, swords, magic weapons and even debris kept passing by. It rained inexplicably. They reached out and touched their cheeks, which were wet.

Occasionally the earth shakes and the mountains shake, perhaps because of the impact of magic or heavy objects on the mountain. No one dares to look out and see. The chaotic and noisy clashing of weapons is like firecrackers on New Year's Eve. The rain of blood moistens the dry land, and the scattered remains are scattered.

Broken limbs adorn the gray earth with bright red flowers.

"..."

Along with half of the ship came a mess of debris, as well as screaming or dead figures.

Suddenly, the dusty transparent visor around her mouth turned red, and she was coughing up blood!

The masked snake demon soldier slowly turned back.

Children whose parents worked hard to raise them with love and sweat died for other people's wealth and power.

I thought about it all the way, but I didn't think of any solution to the farce. I could only place my hope on a distant lonely peak.

The two girls fumbled around anxiously, and finally reached the expansion position. With a click, the red-stained visor on the inside opened and lifted upwards.

In the night sky above our heads, there are continuous streams of light flying in random directions, and occasionally we can hear popping sounds from far or near.

Rain shrugged habitually.
To be continued...