Chapter Ninety-Seven: Tragedy
Wang Yijiu looked at the innocent eyes of the snake and said, "I'm sorry, the main thing is that your skin is too comfortable!"
The snake stuck out its tongue and continued to fly forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"You just used the Beast Lock!" Wang Yijiu said.
"Yo, okay, I can see what I'm using!" Zhao Hongyu said with a smile.
"I'm not an idiot, I'm going to learn something!" Wang Yijiu said speechlessly.
"Hehe, this is your advantage, you like to learn, and you can still watch!" Zhao Hongyu said.
"Brother Yijiu has always been very good!" Lang Qian said.
"Haha, get ready, it's going to rise!" Zhao Hongyu said.
The snake just now flew very low, only a little higher than the trees in the jungle, and as soon as the words fell, the skin of the snake fell slightly, just enough to wrap the feet of several people, and the speed of the snake instantly increased by several grades.
"Wow!" The instantaneous increase in speed made Wang Yijiu feel that his heart was about to fly out, this feeling of comfort simply made him intoxicated, the wind kept blowing on his face, blowing his hair scattered, and the snake slowly flew higher and higher, and the speed was even faster, Wang Yijiu felt that his face was about to be blown out of shape.
Suddenly, Wang Yijiu turned around and saw Lang Qian and several people standing on the back of the snake, but they didn't even move the tips of their hair, Wang Yijiu was stunned for a moment, his old face turned red, and the aura was running and emitting to the surface of his body, and the wind outside could no longer blow him at all.
Lang Qian sneered and said, "Brother Yijiu looked so cute just now!" The voice was blessed with aura, and it instantly reached Wang Yijiu's ears very clearly.
Wang Yijiu turned his head and didn't hear it, but began to enjoy the 360-degree aerial scenery without dead ends. Surrounded by woods, the shadow of Luohu City could be seen in the distance, and the snakes flew in the sky, and finally flew through the clouds.
"The snake needs to absorb the moisture from the upper layers to camouflage itself. Zhao Hongyu said.
The snake stayed in the clouds, its body slowly expanded, that was because it had been absorbing the surrounding clouds, and soon, the snake seemed to have turned into a solid cloud, slowly drifting down, and its whole body also became cloud-like white, Wang Yijiu and the others were surrounded by a faint mist, and there was a trace of aura in the mist, which made the mist not easy to dissipate.
From the outside, the snake looked like a cloud of mist, while Wang Yijiu and the others could watch the outside from the inside unaffected.
The speed of the snake fluttering was very slow, and it didn't take long for Wang Yijiu to smell a different smell from the air, like blood, and full of different feelings, Wang Yijiu only felt uncomfortable.
The snake slowly descended, Wang Yijiu could finally see clearly below, many people below were fighting, but now it seems that it is still like an ant, it is not clear to see, the snake continues to fall, and finally it is only a few hundred meters away from the ground, at this distance, as long as the aura runs slightly to the eyes, any cultivator can see it really and clearly.
On the battlefield, the roar of war horses, the roar of soldiers, the sound of shouting and killing, and the sound of weapons colliding kept coming out, composing a tragic war song, and there were more people behind the fighting soldiers, eager to try, as if the sound of the battlefield stimulated them.
The battlefield is fierce, from time to time someone is cut to the ground, or missing legs or arms, it is the poor people who are half dead on the ground, wailing, sand anger continues to continue, many people do not care about whether the soldiers wailing on the ground are on their own side or the enemy's side, they can only take out their lives to fight, to kill, only in this way, they can fight for a chance to live! Most of these people on the ground were trampled to death, the battle situation slowly opened, and there was a sound of retreat from behind both sides.
The soldiers slowly retreated, leaving behind a devastated battlefield, and soon a small group of soldiers came out on both sides, but they were not to kill the enemy, they were all looking for the soldiers who were still alive, and to collect the bodies of their comrades on their side.
Neither room found that there was a different cloud floating on the battlefield, and the battlefield ended, and at this time, the cloud slowly drifted in the direction of Luohu City.
Wang Yijiu stood on top of the snake in a daze with a pale face, and Lang Qian looked indifferent, but the tragic atmosphere of the battlefield just now made her a little excited.
"Hehe, how are you doing?" asked Zhao Hongyu.
Wang Yijiu was still in a daze, when he heard the voice, he looked down and looked down, and finally "vomited~" Wang Yijiu vomited directly, but the contents of his stomach were digested cleanly, and all he spit out was sour water!
Zhao Hongyu was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed out loud, geniuses are also ordinary people, after seeing the tragedy of hell, they will be as unbearable as ordinary people!
"Your temperament is too much to say, and it doesn't match your talent in cultivation!" Zhao Hongyu said.
"Huh. Laughing dryly, Wang Yijiu said: "I have never seen such a scene, I didn't expect it to be so tragic, these people are all passing away one by one, I can't stand it anymore." ”
As a person who has experienced a few battles, and after the biggest battle, he fell into a coma directly, Wang Yijiu said that he would not be able to accept such a scene for a while. Even if he will adapt later, he really doesn't like to see so many lives lost.
"Is there any way to stop this fight?" Wang Yijiu asked.
"Cultivators can't directly intervene in the wars of ordinary people, this is an iron law, and this iron law takes effect on all those who have cultivated above the day after tomorrow!" Zhao Hongyu said seriously.
"What's the point of such a war!" Wang Yijiu sighed, Zhao Hongyu patted him on the shoulder and didn't speak, Lang Qian took Wang Yijiu's hand, at this time, everything was silent.
The snake slowly floated back to Luohu City.
At this time, on this side of the battlefield, the soldiers of the South Wind Country were in a mess, because their general was attacked, the specific reason is unknown, only heard that some sour water fell from the sky, as if it fell directly to the face of the South Wind Country General, it is said that the general was seriously injured and unconscious at that time. And the soldiers were not commanded by the general, and I heard that some cultivators directly passed on the news that they were temporarily retiring.
Wang Yijiu didn't expect that the war he wanted to prevent was stopped by his sip of sour water, thinking about it, after all, Wang Yijiu's body is very terrifying, even if it is stomach acid in the stomach, the corrosiveness is not something that ordinary people can bear, so the general of the South Wind Country is destined to be tragic!