584 The style of painting is wrong
The vigilance on the faces of Long Li and his party evolved into a great enemy. Curled up in a circle, back to back, hunched over, hunched legs, looking at the front with a wary expression.
The leafy foliage rustled, as if something was approaching them from far and near.
This is the Longyuan Mountains, a famous dangerous place, and in the middle of it, you can never imagine what you will encounter in the next moment.
Long Qianqian swallowed her saliva, held the hand of the long whip, and trembled slightly, revealing her uneasy mood at the moment. Even Long Li, the strongest person in the team, couldn't help but show a look of fear.
Long Xiao was the only one, looking ahead, his eyes were indifferent, his expression was calm, and he seemed to put life and death aside.
A black-red figure burst out of the bushes, startling everyone. Looking at it, Long Li's pupils shrank, and he immediately shouted, "Blood Crow!"
Blood Raven?
In this group of people, many people had only heard of the name of the blood crow, but had never seen it with their own eyes, and when they heard Long Li's words, they all came back to their senses, and their faces suddenly turned even paler.
The Blood Raven is a dark spirit beast that feeds on blood, with a long and pointed beak and sharp claws that can easily pierce bones.
The combat power of a blood crow is often not to be feared, but the number of a group of blood crows is as small as hundreds, and many come forward, and usually even the holy beasts dare not provoke.
Long Li's heart sank to the bottom of the valley when he saw this blood crow. Blood crows usually move in groups, and if there is one, there must be hundreds, if not thousands!
Sure enough, after a few breaths, a black-red figure burst out of the bushes, flapping its wings, and screaming sharply towards Long Li and his party, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, as if he regarded this group of people as food.
The long beak and sharp claws under the black and red feathers of the blood crow glowed with a cold light in the dappled light, which made people shudder.
"Uncle Li, what should we do?" Long Qianqian's eyes turned red. When she learned that the spirit beast in front of her was a blood crow, she felt almost suffocated.
Blood crows are bloodthirsty, and the lethality of the swarms of blood crows is amazing, if a holy beast is targeted by the blood crow swarm, it will turn into a dried corpse in a few minutes.
In their group of people, the strongest is Long Li, but he is only a saint cultivator, and there are two other saints, except for Long Qianqian and Long Xiao, the rest are in the Heavenly Realm. Such a lineup, in front of the blood crow group, is not enough to watch at all.
Long Li tensed, "What else can I do? I can't escape, I can only fight my way out!"
Long Li gave an order, and the hands of more than a dozen people holding weapons burst out, and since there was no way out, they could only go out and fight with the blood crows.
Long Xiao doesn't know how to cultivate, but it's not useless. He is very good at archery, piercing Yang in 100 steps, coupled with the special material of the arrow, and smeared with poison, almost a blood crow with one arrow.
Even so, a group of more than a dozen people was no match for hundreds or thousands of blood crows.
Seeing that many people with low cultivation levels have already been injured, and if they continue to entangle, what awaits them is to shed blood and die.
"It's all your fault, you waste!" When he was dying, Long Yu couldn't help but roar at Long Xiao. Long Xiao's hand holding the bow tightened, and then as if he hadn't heard, he shot an arrow, and a blood crow fell to the ground.
Long Li yelled at him, "When is it, you still say such things!"
"I'll just say, anyway, none of us can survive today!" Long Yu's eyes reddened, "If it weren't for his Long Xiao, would we have fallen to this point?"
Everyone was silent.
Although Long Yu's words were ugly, they were not completely unreasonable.
They are trapped here, and it has something to do with Long Xiao. Long Xiao doesn't know how to practice, his body is weak, and everyone has to take care of him.
When Long Li wanted to say something, a crisp voice suddenly came through a group of black and red blood crows.
"Excuse me, where is this?"
If such a sentence was placed in normal times, none of them would feel that there was anything wrong, and even most of them would answer very kindly: This is the Dragon Source Domain, which is under the jurisdiction of the Green Dragon Palace.