Chapter Forty-Eight: The Red Sideburns Flying Ape

This red-faced ape with a mane is extremely huge, standing upright and two feet tall, with very developed muscles in its limbs, and it can be ten steps away from ordinary people in one jump, which has exceeded the speed limit of the four generations of disciples' earth shrinking techniques. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Be careful!"

Ling Zhou seemed to have known that this kind of giant ape would appear, and he let out a loud shout the moment before the giant ape jumped up, and then immediately cast the earth shrinking technique to hide to the side. Wu Ming's speed was not much behind him, he sensed the dangerous aura before the giant ape appeared, and almost at the same time he used the "intention move" to jump out a few zhang, and then took time to push Feng Jingyu.

The giant ape howled and fell to the ground, his thick arms smashed on the ground, shaking the ground and causing the rolling stones to fly, Wu Ming and Ling Zhou ran farther away and were not affected, Feng Jingyu was more miserable, and was smashed by the rolling stones falling from the sky, and he was embarrassed. If it weren't for Wu Ming's push that kept him away from the biggest rolling stones, he would have been crippled if he was not stoned to death.

Wu Ming looked at the deep pit smashed by the giant ape's fists, and the corners of his eyes twitched, such a monster beast with strange power is definitely not something that one or two monks can clean up, and if it really starts crazy, the whole earth can't bear the wrath of this ape. He finally knew why the team composed of dozens of third-generation senior brothers was so embarrassed, and when he looked up, there were actually four giant apes of the same race, all surrounded by third-generation disciples. These three generations of disciples had already used all their strength to trap the four giant apes, and they had no time to care about this one that had pounced on the four generations of disciples.

This giant ape lost the grip of the three generations of disciples, and pounced on the remaining four generations of disciples like a wolf like a flock, frightening many of the four generations of disciples to flee in all directions, and the giant ape chased after him. The failure to kill Wu Ming and the three of them just now made it go berserk, and the earth shattered and dust flew between the waves, and more than ten fourth-generation disciples were all smashed to the ground by it with their thick arms, like meat cakes.

Wu Ming secretly said in his heart that it was not good, the dense white fog in the Barrier Ridge already obscured people's vision, and it was not a way for the four generations of disciples to escape indiscriminately like this, but they would be solved one by one by the giant apes who were hiding in the white fog and sneaking up.

"Everyone must join forces to have a chance of winning against this monster!" Wu Ming shouted to Lingzhou, who was not far away.

"People are scattered like this, how can they join forces?" Ling Zhou was also a little moved when he heard Wu Ming's words, but then asked questions.

Wu Ming roughly looked at the distribution of the people and shouted: "I'll gather the people on the left, you go and gather the people on the right, gather together and then do it." ”

"Okay." Ling Zhou thought about it and felt that this method was feasible.

Feng Jingyu, who was hiding behind the rubble, poked his head out, and said to Ai Ai: "Then what am I doing?" ”

"You hide here, just don't be slapped to death by the giant ape." Wu Ming said.

“…… Oh. ”

In Wu Ming's mind, there are hundreds of disciples of the four generations who have entered the mountain, and the two of them are easy to talk about, and they can always gather more than a hundred people, right? However, the actual implementation of the plan was more difficult than the two of them expected, and those fourth-generation disciples either just fled for their lives, or ignored the two disciples of the same generation at all. What's even more sad is that because of the previous Green Poison Swamp incident, many fourth-generation disciples no longer trust others, and they would rather fight alone than fight together, for fear that others will shadow themselves behind their backs.

When the two met again, they found that there were only a dozen of the four generations of disciples following each other, and the people gathered on both sides were not enough for the giant ape to shoot with one hand.

During this period, the giant ape killed more than 20 people, and his arrogance became more and more arrogant.

"What now?" Ling Zhou's face was solemn, if the situation continued like this, no matter how much he and Wu Ming could escape, they would not be able to escape death. Of course, the two can also choose to escape alone from the team, but walking alone in such a dangerous mountain range has basically been sentenced to death.

Wu Ming fell into deep thought, and a fourth-generation disciple behind him cowardly said in a cowardly voice: "Isn't there still a second-generation senior brother?" ”

Wu Ming and Ling Zhou glanced at each other, looking at the white sky and smiling bitterly, none of them could guess what this second-generation disciple was thinking, and until now they had no intention of helping them. Maybe at the level of Fang Scale, the life and death of the four generations of disciples were already very light in his eyes.

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In the air, Fang Liang stood on top of the long stick, looking at the ground with a blank face. With his Zhou Tian realm, he could roughly see the situation on the ground through the white mist, of course he knew that all the three or four generations of disciples on the ground had been attacked by the giant ape, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The full name of the giant ape is the red sideburns flying ape, which is a unique ape demon in the Barrier Mountains, this kind of ape demon does not eat grass meat, only drinks the muddy water in the green poison swamp, so it only lives in the green poison swamp area. Fang Liang knew the consequences when the disciples stepped into the Green Poison Swamp area, but the current situation was a little beyond his expectations.

"I can't even pass the most marginal green poison swamp, and I still want to go deep into the Barrier Ridge? Is it true that this year's Blind Ridge is as easy to get in and out as it was in previous years? Looking at the dozens of corpses scattered all over the ground, Fang Scale's expression was silent, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer. He glanced at the northwest direction and muttered, "I don't know where Senior Brother Huan Dong and the two senior sisters have been, have they already come into contact with the people of the White Dragon Ridge Sect?" ”

The dark clouds are rolling over the Barrier Ridge, and the thunder is bursting, it seems that it is going to rain, Fang Liang doesn't care, in view of the weirdness of the white fog, even if the rain is big, it will be separated by the white fog, and he can't enter the ridge.

It's just that at his height, it's still easy to get wet.

"Let the senior brother and the two junior sisters go to the striker, and leave me alone to guard these lamb-like juniors, those old men in the sect will really toss." Muttering another word, he suddenly reached his waist, and in the palm-sized storage bag, he pulled out a rod made of black stone. This stone rod was different from the silver iron rod under his feet, both ends of the rod were covered with leather made of demon animal skin, and the leather was erected with spikes, and the thorns were smeared with poison, and even if the ordinary monk was not hit by the body of the rod, he would be scratched by the spikes of the rod head, and he would bleed to death.

The name of the stick is "Falling Soul", and it is a spiritual weapon specially used for fighting with square scales!

"Haven't you been staring at me down there for so long, and your eyes don't feel tired? Why don't you take a closer look? Fang Liang held the black "Fallen Soul" in his hand, stepped on the silver and white iron rod, and smiled at the white mist below.

Suddenly, the white mist rolled and swirled, and a flying ape with red sideburns several feet high jumped out from the center, this flying ape was different from the five on the ground, and its body was even larger, not to mention, a pair of red wings grew on its back, and the wings were hairless, a bit like the wings of a bat.

"It turned out to be a high-grade third-order flying ape, and he was about to achieve a demon spirit." Fang Liang sighed, "I heard that the strongest demon king of your ape clan uses stick-shaped weapons, just so you can also taste how powerful your ancestors' weapons are." ”

As if to understand that the human in front of him was scolding his ancestors, the winged red-sideburned flying ape roared angrily, flapping its wings and turning into a fierce wind to rush towards the scales. Fang Lianghao was not afraid, and danced the black "Falling Soul" against the two arms of the flying ape that were thicker than his body......

There was a loud "boom", and the thunder pierced through the clouds and resounded through the mountains.

"It's raining, but unfortunately you can't see the raindrops." Ling Zhou looked up and muttered to himself.

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