Chapter 342: Dark Sun Ghost Jiao
This is a run-off, compared to the grasp of time on both sides.
Once Ye Qingcheng and the others were caught in this barren and populated place by the Black Emperor himself, they would not have any chance to struggle. Unless Ye Qingcheng can reach Lei Ling, it will be possible to fight back. But this is winter, and he is in a swamp that is rare for Lei Ling, and his hidden Heavenly Demon Divine Power can't be used at all.
In the bleak night, in the cold and wet mist, there were monstrous bats with bronze wings, the size of a stone mill, and their numbers were extremely numerous, searching for suspicious traces in all directions.
"Whoosh!" A bronze-winged bat, in a fog, found a string of residual five-colored spiritual traces, and it immediately let out a sharp cry.
It didn't take long for a white figure to fly in. The silver woman stretched out her hand and absorbed the five-colored spiritual smoke remaining in the mist into her palm, forming a faint five-colored spiritual fire, she sniffed lightly, and said coldly: "Very smart! Dare to flee to the most dangerous place?"
She grabbed her palm violently, crushed the faint five-colored spiritual fire in her hand, and said to the bronze-winged bat, "Summons the bronze beast to round up and rule the Black Emperor!"
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The moon is setting in the west, and the sky is getting brighter.
However, the fog-shrouded swamp was still bleak. Flurry gasped heavily, it took Ye Qingcheng and Ma Mu with it, and it was full of spirit galloping all night, and its body and spiritual power were rapidly overdrawn.
On the ground, there was a strange scream behind them, and Ye Qingcheng and Ma Mu, who were standing on the left and right shoulders of the Flurry Dance, couldn't help but turn their faces and stare at the little cyan light that appeared in the fog behind them.
"What the hell is that?" said Mamu nervously.
"Bats?" Ye Qingcheng muttered. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly realized that those bats all had bronze bat wings, obviously with the same characteristics as those minions of the Black Emperor.
"Xiao Wu speed up!" Ye Qingcheng exclaimed.
I saw that on the body of Ranwu Xiong, a layer of turbid white spiritual smoke rose steeply, and he rushed towards Chao without hesitation.
"How far is it?" Mamu knew that Ye Qingcheng had been calculating the distance.
"Eighty miles. Ye Qingcheng said.
In the distance, the group of bronze bats, which numbered in the hundreds, also stared at the dancing figures, and they flew over with their screams, and the sharp sounds mixed together made the scalp tingle.
Seeing the group of bats flying closer and closer, after a long night of dancing, the speed gradually slowed down.
At this moment, Ye Qingcheng found a huge black shadow swimming in the swamp clear water below, and he suddenly leaped off his shoulder and fell into the wet and cold mist.
Suddenly, an angry roar was heard, and in the fierce fog below, a series of swirling fog streams and splashing water jets were stirred.
"What is he doing?" said Mamu in amazement.
Just as her words fell, a huge black shadow seven or eight feet long flew out of the mist like a black dragon. A black catfish that has lived for hundreds of years, flapping its huge fins and shaking its body like a dragon and snake, fluttering chaotically in the fog in the air.
I saw that Ye Qingcheng grabbed its two thick tentacles with both hands, as if controlling a dragon and a horse, standing on its head, trying his best to control it.
"Fish monster!" Momu exclaimed, "What are you catching it for?"
Ye Qingcheng, who was in the chaos, didn't have time to answer her, when the giant catfish was rolling, he shook the thick whiskers in his hand violently, like waving the reins to whip a horse, and whipped it the head of the giant catfish, which angered it again, its eyes were red, and it rolled its body frantically, trying to get rid of Ye Qingcheng.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Ye Qingcheng let go of his hands sharply, quickly flew to the neck of the giant catfish, waved his palm, struck it hard, and shouted in a deep voice: "Soul Shaking Palm!"
With a single slap, he leaped into the fog above his head.
At the same time, the giant catfish that thought it was getting rid of Ye Qingcheng rushed away angrily, opening its fangs and hideous mouth, wanting to devour Ye Qingcheng.
"What are you messing around at this juncture!" Ma Mu looked up at Ye Qingcheng who had disappeared into the mist above his head.
However, just as she was furious, the giant catfish that flew up swooped down steeply. At this time, Ye Qingcheng stood on its head again, grasping its two tentacles with both hands, as if controlling a dragon. And the giant catfish has lost its anger and soul, its eyes are hollow, like a huge puppet, lying on Ye Qingcheng.
"Come up!" Ye Qingcheng shouted.
After a few breaths of tossing, the bronze bats that followed closely were already overwhelming, and they were only a stone's throw away, and even their hideous faces and hairs on their bodies could be seen.
Exhausted and almost collapsed, Ranwu immediately released his spiritual power, turned into a black monkey the size of a fist, and flew down to the top of the giant catfish with Mamu.
"Let's go!" Ye Qingcheng shook the giant catfish tentacles heavily.
"Bang!" the giant catfish shook its thick body violently, leaving a cyclone in the fog and heading straight south.
"How did you do that?" Ma Mu stood and stared at Ye Qingcheng in surprise: "You can actually control it like a horse?"
"I'm a beast tamer, it's strange to use beast taming to control fierce beasts?" Ye Qingcheng asked rhetorically.
"Why didn't you use this trick before?" asked Mamu.
"The Soul Shaker Palm is only effective against a few fierce beasts. Ye Qingcheng said: "Also, this dragon catfish is very jealous of dragon breath, so I have a chance to succeed." ”
"Dragon's breath?"
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As the sky grew brighter, the fog ahead became very thin, but there was a dark cloud condensed on the zenith, and a thin drizzle fell coldly.
In the distance, a gloomy dead wood tree appeared in the south, like a cemetery, silently entrenched in the vast swamp. It is indeed a cemetery, a graveyard of trees. The dead trees that stand tall seem to be the dried corpses of trees, bathing quietly in the drizzle with teeth and claws.
It was winter, and the water level in the swamp was not high, and the dead trees were not flooded, revealing a large number of knotted, rotting roots, and a black, soft, sticky ground.
Ye Qingcheng harnessed the dragon catfish and fell into the dead wood forest at great speed.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang......" The movement of the dragon catfish falling was very loud, breaking more than ten dead trees, and finally struggling to toss between the fallen dead trees, and passed out after a few breaths.
At this time, the group of bronze bats that were in hot pursuit, like a swarm of terrifying bees, swooped down one after another, pounced into the dead wood trees, and pounced on Ye Qingcheng.
"Qiang!" Ye Qingcheng pulled out the Xuan Blood Sword, and a layer of mysterious sword qi immediately swept out.
He proudly raised his sword and stared at the swarm of bronze bats that rushed down, trying to fight them. As a result, just as the group of hideous bats was about to pounce on him, a brilliant green spirit layer suddenly appeared above his head, forming a mysterious and flexible barrier!
"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz......"
In an instant, the ferocious bronze bats the size of a stone mill turned into clumps of shattered bronze debris after hitting the mysterious barrier, and they didn't even have a chance to scream.
A strong man has appeared!
Ye Qingcheng immediately put away his sword, arched his hand and said around: "In order to avoid pursuit, junior Ye Qingcheng boldly entered the territory of his seniors, and I ask for my seniors' understanding!"
In the silence of the dead trees, the cold rain fell silently. Ye Qingcheng's voice echoed in the air repeatedly.
Suddenly, a faint blue snake shadow appeared.
Its body shape is a bit like Ye Qingcheng's snake puppet. It is about two feet long, covered with blue-black scales, its upper body is erect like a human body, it has an inverted triangular snake head, a layer of white mane on its neck, two claw arms similar to human arms under its neck, and two snow-white snake wings on its back.
However, it is not a snake, it is also a Jiao that has lived for 500 years.