Chapter Seventy-One: The Mask

The day the dragon raises its head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The blue sky is like washing, and the green mountains are like daisies.

The dragon is buried in the northwest corner of Lishan, and the dense fog does not disperse for many years, and it is coiled for hundreds of miles.

This fog, called the "Dragon's Hidden Mist", in the dense fog, there is a huge terrifying pressure called "the gaze of the dragon", the strength is under the title, once you set foot in it, it will be crushed into pieces in an instant.

Before the fog wall, Li Yi looked into the distance, first concentrated, and then ran the pupil of the morning light, his eyes hit the invisible barrier, and he could only vaguely see a few majestic mountains.

It wasn't a mountain, it was the bones of a six-headed dragon.

The demonic beasts that have reached the level of the apocalypse, and their bodies are larger than the mountains, and these six-headed war beasts are actually quite small.

"Forget it......"

Shaking her head, Li Yi gave up her futile attempt, looked around, and quietly observed.

One by one, the "golden carp" comes from all over the world, with different clothes and costumes, there are mages and warriors, the age is almost the same as Li Yi, most of them have a proud face, and their eyes are arrogant, as if the six Tao's qi is already in the bag.

"It's not a good thing to be too confident. Li Yi remained silent, and said secretly in her heart.

The thirty golden carp on the cliff at dawn has a guiding instructor, who he also knows, and is the simple old man who sang with a black face when he entered.

Huang Yu, the superior Fa Yin, a master of planting, cultivates to mediocrity, is not welcomed, and is often arranged to do some dirty work that no one cares about.

This is the news that Li Yi has heard.

"I don't know, how many ...... will survive" Looking at the figures who were gearing up, Huang Yu sighed lightly.

It was his most hated errand.

Although it is also clear that for the Dawn Cliff, a genius is worth a hundred or even a thousand mediocre people.

Disciples, Dharma cultivators and the like, no matter how many there are, they are also cannon fodder, and above the Dharma seal, they can become the counterweight on the battlefield, and the magic guide is a strategic force at the beginning.

Theoretically, these sacrifices are definitely worth it.

But human life, after all, is not simple arithmetic.

"Don't think about competing for the qi of Liutao, don't think about the idea of making a splash and helping people and saving people, let alone have it at all! Step into the dragon burial ground, you are the prey, and everyone is a hunter!"

"Whatever you want, the first step is to survive!"

Huang Yu's tone was serious, and in the last sentence, his voice was mixed with a mental explosion and a cold mind, which made Li Yi dizzy, and many hot heads beside him were also a lot calmer.

"Next, I will introduce the opponents you need to pay attention to, get to know them, and you will have more vitality!"

Everyone was in awe.

"Mithril's Hand," he flicked his fingers, pointing in one direction, "its warriors have a unique 'Drawing Technique', which is as fast as lightning when drawing a knife with a backhand. When they make a move, the 'knife drawing technique' is supplemented by the 'shun chopping and chopping' or 'jumping chopping and chopping', and they can slash ten meters with one knife without a trace! When they encounter a person who draws a knife with a backhand, they must keep a distance. ”

"Chaoyin Spirit Valley," he pointed to the group of people in the dark blue robes, "good at water spells and 'elemental tides', and their characteristics are ......"

Scattered and scattered, introduced all the way, Li Yi listened carefully and felt that she had benefited a lot.

"The knife has a tofu heart, and the tone is ugly, but he really thinks about people. He secretly admired, "This Master Huang Yu is much stronger than those who are full of benevolence and righteousness and sanctimoniousness!"

"Huang Yu, long time no see!" A gloomy voice fluttered, "You, you're still too conservative...... Young man, you should hit the water stream, kill if you want to kill, take it if you want to take it, look ahead and look backwards, can you get the qi of Liutao?"

Its voice seemed to hide the effect of "enchanting humans", and many mages heard it and showed a trance.

"Qiu Qianshi, are you looking for death?" Huang Yu let out a lion's roar, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, shattering this strange charm.

Li Yi turned his head and saw a black-robed man who was doing so, followed by a group of disciples in the same black robe.

"Old friends have met for a long time, why are you so polite?" Qiu Qianshi's tone was playful, and his voice was mean, "I'm just here to say hello, you don't welcome it, then forget it......"

With that, he led a group of children and turned to leave.

Most of those black-robed disciples showed snake-like threats and vicious expressions when they turned around.

"These people, from the Hell Erhai Sea, are the people you need to pay attention to the most! Miao Jiang Gu Technique has been known for its evil and treacherous since ancient times, and since the Thousand Domains War, Gu Magic, Purgatory Spell, Abyss Spell, Necromancy Technique, and other evil spells have gradually blended, and they are the 'Evil Dao Spells' of the Hell Erhai Sea! Remember, if you encounter someone who plays with insects and snakes, don't be polite, and kill them all!"

Regardless of the four words, the words are sonorous, it seems that Huang Yu and the Hell Erhai still have inhumane hatred.

Boom!

As he spoke, the voice of Huang Zhong Da Lu came faintly from the depths of the dragon's burial ground.

In the echo, the silver ripples like a pulsing nova spread like ripples, swept past the figures, and then returned in reverse.

In a flash, Li Yi actually had a feeling of being insightful.

Also, I don't know if it's an illusion, but the time that the ripples stay in my body seems to be slightly longer.

"Illusion? Not quite like ......"

He rubbed his chin, the alarm in his heart rose, and he took a few steps under his feet, and his body was like a ghost, from the side.

Behind him, a stout square-faced strong man seemed to be ready to hit him, but he pounced, but he stumbled on his own.

"Don't you have eyes?" the strong man was annoyed, waving his big fan-like hands.

A delicate palm, grasping his elbow steadily, motionless as a mountain.

"I don't want to cause trouble, you'd better not ......," Li Yi said slowly.

The man wanted to break free, but he couldn't move for a long time, he was just a relatively strong mage, not a martial artist, and wrestling with Li Yi was really not enough.

"Humph!"

Waiting for Li Yi to let go, the square-faced strong man shook his hand, found that his elbow was already red and swollen, snorted, and turned away.

Li Yi didn't have any expression, he knew that he had obtained the "Golden Carp" quota with half-step cultivation, which must have caused a lot of dissatisfaction.

"It's coming!" Huang Yu noticed something and said slowly, "Check the equipment again, adjust your breathing, and stay in the best condition!"

"Yes!"

Before the sound fell, a dazzling white light, as if imprinted on the dense fog, appeared a number - "fifteen".

"The last time it was opened, it was only ten days!" Huang Yu was stunned, and a look of worry appeared on his face, "Fifteen days? I'm afraid, it's another bloody storm......

As the white light floated, the fog suddenly dispersed, leaving a narrow passage.

"Let's go in!" Huang Yu sighed.

Eight hundred people, there is no order, sparse and sparse, entering in batches.

Boom!

Suddenly, a young figure, like a balloon, burst open and turned into blood-colored dust.

"Such an idiot, when will it stop?"

Listening to the discussions, Li Yi knew that they were some opportunistic young mages, either suppressing cultivation, or concealing their aura, with the intention of confusing their eyes.

Such people are never spared.

On the narrow path, the fog on both sides turned into thousands of tentacles, swirling, rising and falling, enveloping the figures.

One after another, the magic circle appeared under the feet of the people beside him and disappeared without a trace.

Li Yi was also surrounded by mist, and after being wrapped layer by layer, his feet lit up, and his eyes were blurry.

......

On a desolate hill, a burly figure appeared, and outside of it, the mist shrouded in concealment, and on the face, a lion's mask.

He looked around, and suddenly found that the person in front of him with his back to him, although it was covered by the mist, he could vaguely see that it was a woman with bumps and bumps.

"Chick, are you alone?" the lion-faced man paused and smiled, "A woman dares to enter the dragon's burial ground?"

The woman turned around suddenly, and the lion-faced man's expression changed drastically when he saw her appearance, and there was only a look of horror in his eyes.

"Get out!"

The woman's words made the lion-faced man flee.

Looking closely at its mask, there are clouds and neon changes, faintly revealing a bit of dragon shape, which is a "mirage"!

The woman looked in the mirror, her eyes flickering, as if she was thinking.

"What I practice is the fighting spirit of the foggy clothes, and this mask is actually a 'mirage'! They all say that this mask has rules to follow, and those who have a superior mask are also very powerful, it seems that it is not a lie. ”

As she was thinking, a figure appeared behind her.

For some reason, its mask still failed to take shape, and it was twisted and changed.

The mirage woman looked carefully, and her eyes were stunned.

"This person ......"