Chapter 172: Beast Sea Tactics

Under the effect of the purple pupils, this wisp of mist that made others frown endlessly was really like just the most ordinary fog in the mountains, Qi Ming looked at it, his gaze penetrated through the barriers, and everything around him was in full view, and there was nothing to hide. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's not the first time I've seen it.

I had seen it once in the Sunset Forest Qi Ming before, and I had personally experienced the taste of it, and now I am even more familiar with it when I travel in this fog.

But this time, Qi Ming unexpectedly made a new discovery.

In the fog that swept the entire world in the blink of an eye, under the gaze of Qi Ming's pair of purple pupils, countless fine gray granular points of light were discovered, floating quietly in the air, flying with the wind.

Countless gray points of light converged together, one by one into ribbons, flying up and down between heaven and earth, which is also a rare scene in the world.

Qi Ming, who had already known about the Misty Mist, would naturally clearly realize that these gray granular points of light that even a monk could not easily detect were the source of this Misty Mist.

To be precise, the fog in front of him is not the real misty mist, but the essence extracted from the misty mist, and the result of dilution with the mortal mist, although it also has the characteristics of blocking the line of sight and divine consciousness, but the misty fog is really terrifying, enough to make Da Luo Jinxian lose his five senses, but it has not been successfully retained......

Just imagine, if these gray particles, which have been so thin that they are difficult to observe with the naked eye, will one day no longer be pinned on the mist, but will pour into the heavens and the earth in groups...... What an apocalyptic sight it was.

Thinking about it carefully, Qi Ming suddenly realized that this misty mist had seen similar products in his previous life.

It is a kind of dust, sulfuric acid, nitric acid, organic hydrocarbons and other evil materials, mixed into some kind of extremely terrible artificial creation that is not directly lethal, but has the ability to influence on a large scale, and it is sucked and cherished.

As soon as he thought of this, even a gourd baby like Qi Ming, who had a supreme divine body, suddenly couldn't help but jump in horror when he looked at this mist again.

Could it be ......

This is the Xianxia version of haze?

"Hiss-" Qi Ming was about to gasp, but when he opened his mouth slightly, he suddenly wanted to realize something, and quickly covered his mouth and nose, frowned and looked at the fierce beasts in front of him who were about to pounce on him, depressed and entangled for a long time, as if he had figured out something, and suddenly became enlightened.

This fog of the gods...... He'd sucked it once before in the Sunset Forest...... This kind of thing, sucking and sucking, you get used to it.

What's more, although his divine body is not as incorruptible as King Kong, it is also truly inviolable.

But it's just a misty mist, how much to suck and how much to suck, I've eaten all the periodic tables of chemical elements, and I'm still afraid of your little misty mist?

Qi Ming's heart suddenly settled, and he took several deep breaths as if he were at home, carried the dagger, and rushed out of the place as soon as his body was short, and rushed into the beast group in the blink of an eye.

The shadow of the knife flew, blood splattered, and the sound of blinking and wailing became one.

Compared with Qi Ming's ease, the rest of the people may not be able to have such good luck.

The visibility of the half-mile effect suddenly made their movement difficult.

The beasts were elusive, retreating with a single blow, as if they knew that their opponents' eyesight was no different from that of mortals, and they did not know whether they were spontaneous or manipulated, and they all hid in the fog and played guerrilla warfare and psychological warfare.

The roar is incessant, creating pressure on the opponent, and from time to time he organizes his companions to launch a surprise attack, often retreating with a single blow, and never falling in love with a fight.

Even if the opponent is properly managed, several corpses are often left behind in a single assault.

These beasts were nothing short of the beasts you would normally see.

They act with no regard for the consequences, and they never care about death or injury, as if the purpose they want to achieve at the cost of their lives is only to weaken the physical strength and energy of everyone in the arena.

But there's nothing wrong with thinking about it.

They are evil spirits who have been summoned back to earth from the abyss.

They have already died once, but it does not make them cherish the beauty of life more, but it makes them more vicious.

Even after they recovered, the barely reattached head made them feel a lot of discomfort, their reactions became dull, and their memories were blurred, but there was still a voice echoing in their hearts.

That is to completely tear apart the existence in front of them, which exudes an aura that makes them instinctively disgusted.

Although the strength of the enemy seems to be a little disparity in comparison, after paying a lot of casualties, the harvest is only to make the other party breathe two more breaths...... How unfair, when they were really alive, such an opponent was inconspicuous, but now it has become an existence beyond their reach.

But in order to achieve the goal, even if thousands of troops are wiped out, they will never hesitate.

They know their strengths.

That's the quantity.

Almost endless quantities.

Even if a wild beast can only pull off a single hair of the opponent, the endless sea of beasts can tear the opponent into minced flesh at a glance.

Such tactics are outrageously inefficient, but when they are actually implemented, they are terrifying.

......

"Boring. ā€

"Funny ......"

"Why bother?"

The melon-eating trio outside the venue sat side by side like a baby, sitting in a very upright posture, with their knees together, and their palms down on their knees, just like elementary school students who were concentrating on class, looking up at the blackboard in front of them.

Phew, big screen.

The three of them looked at it for a long time and expressed their opinions one after another.

"If I go instead, what will happen to the millions of fierce beasts? Burn them all in one fire! It's so boring. Siwa shook her head and sighed, looking depressed.

Sanwa frowned when she heard this, and was about to refute it, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the eldest brother's frowning and very worried look, and immediately suppressed her temperament, and asked as if she was a little worried: "Big brother, ...... you?"

"Alas. Without waiting for the third baby to finish speaking, the eldest baby sighed faintly, looking at the two younger brothers looking at each other, especially the third baby looked puzzled, hesitated for a long time, or waved his hand, looking like he didn't want to talk more.

The third baby was not interested, and was about to ask again, but the fourth baby on the side suddenly pulled his sleeve and glanced at him.

Sanwa was even more confused.

Before he could continue to be confused, Siwa's divine consciousness suddenly drifted into his ears.

"Last night, the second sister, the fifth sister and the sixth brother were secretly summoned by the Centipede King, and when they were instructed, the eldest brother was also there!"

Sanwa suddenly frowned, somewhat understood, and suddenly became confused.

The king summoned them to a secret talk...... How do you know that the eldest brother is present......" The third baby looked confused, and was about to ask in detail, but the fourth baby turned her head as if she was completely fine, looked up at the big screen seriously, and commented on it.

"Arson is actually a ...... of science" (to be continued.) )