Yuxiang

Some of the natives in the Fog Sea Abyss are races from the Demon Realm, some are non-human races that lived on this land in ancient times, and some are the hybrids of humans and other races.

The native monks who spoke looked completely similar to humans at first glance, but their skin was off-white, somewhat like Shi Yan... This is a mixed blood of the Stone Race and the Human Race... The Stone Race is said to be a branch of ancient giants. Although not as tall as the legendary giant, his body is solid, harder than a stone, and his body will turn into a rock after death.The reproductive ability of this race is not strong in the first place, and after losing contact with the people of this branch, it is even on the verge of extinction.Later, they combined with the local indigenous humans, and a whole new race was born.

The mixed-race Stone Clan has inherited the innate body of the Stone Clan and the cultivation instinct of human beings, and even their fecundity has become stronger, and their power in the abyss world is not weaker than that of the Yu Clan.However, in addition to inheriting the physical talents of the old Stone Clan, the Stone Clan also inherited their killing habits, and their reputation in the Fog Sea Abyss is extremely poor.

As soon as Murong Xianxian and others left Feiyu City, they fell under the eyes of some 'professionals' of the Stone Clan who made a living by plundering monks on the surface, but after they caught up, they found that they were staring at this group of fat sheep. They are not the only ones. "Boss, but if you wait any longer, those damn Fallen Feathers might be the first to attack."

A monk said anxiously that he believed that Murong Xianxian and the others would be their prey sooner or later, and those who had to beware of the Fallen Feathers... The Fallen Feather Tribe is a branch of the Yu Clan, although most of the Feather Clan are able to live in harmony with the surface human race Get along with each other, but this example must not be applied to people from the Fallen Feather Tribe.If they were in the city, they didn't dare to do too much, but when they went outside, these Fallen Feathers could do it more thoroughly than demons.Maybe these feather-falling people who followed Murong Xianxian and others came from Feiyu City.

"What is there to guard against? If those Fallen Feathers are not sensible, then kill them too!" The leader said in a deep voice, with a trace of murderous intent in his tone.

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"These human beings really don't know how to live or die. They still eat and drink in this environment."

A female feather-falling man looked at where Murong Xianxian and the others were, her sexy lips slightly curled up, revealing a weird smile.

"Chief Heraf, do you know her?" A male Featherfaller next to him asked.

"Hehe, I can only say that I know her, but she doesn't know me. That day in the Holy Feather Castle..."

When Murong Xianxian was shopping at Saint Yushu Castle, Heraf was also there, but one was intentional and the other was unintentional.Murong Xianxian spends a lot of money, and it can be seen from her demeanor that those spirit stones are nothing to her.The Fallen Feathers never cared about the "good relationship" with the monks on the surface. After killing people in the Fog Sea Abyss and eating them up, they had no place to reason.Immediately, they sent someone to monitor the movements of Murong Xianxian and the others, and the appearance of Qingluan Baochari surprised them even more.Because the Qingluan treasure chariot was flying fast, they almost missed catching up, but during the battle with Heizhujiao, the trip of Murong Xianxian and his party was delayed for a while, which gave them a chance to catch up. Yes, they were not the only robbers targeting Murong Xianxian and the others.

"Boss, those Stone Clan people are always arrogant and reckless, why didn't they attack first this time?" The deputy leader stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his lips, salivating at the prey in front of him.

"Those guys have simple minds and well-developed limbs. Even if they are mixed with human blood, it will not be of great benefit to improving their race."

Heraf's eyes shone faintly: "That treasure chariot must belong to me, I want to dedicate it to the patriarch, I believe he will not abide by any ancestral precepts this time, and refuse to hand over the inheritance of the Fallen Feather Tribe. "...

"Leader, look!"

The deputy leader suddenly yelled softly, "Those guys from the Scale Clan launched an attack first!"

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The Lin tribe is an aboriginal living in the Abyss of the Sea of ​​Mist. It is said that they lived here in ancient times, and then fell into the Abyss of the Sea of ​​Mist along with the mainland.

The advantage of this race is that the inheritance of body forging is very strong. Not only are their bodies very strong, but their bodies are covered with scales that are as strong as battle clothes. This scales also improve with the improvement of their cultivation. quality.

"Leader, let's do it!"

A Scale Clan cultivator asked impatiently. He held a huge fang stick in his hand. The sharp teeth on it were like daggers. When he swung it, he made a sound like howling ghosts and wolves. It was thrilling and disturbing. The role of consciousness.

"But there are Stone Clan and Fallen Feather people watching, don't we want to make wedding dresses for them?" Another Scale Clan said softly.

"Go away!"

The Scale who spoke first yelled, and then turned to the leader: "Boss, those people want to wait for us to lose both. As long as we end the battle in time, the things are already in our hands. I'm sorry they can't take them away!"

Hearing the words, the leader of the Scale Clan was a little moved unconsciously. Seeing that Murong Xianxian and the others had already started to pack up the tableware, he became anxious and swung the mace that was a bit taller than ordinary people, and slapped Murong Xianxian and the others rushed over... Hundreds of people charged together, and the momentum was still very impressive.

Boom~

The sound of footsteps was earth-shattering, and the ground groaned under their trampling... These scale tribes inherited the cruel and easy-to-kill character of their predecessors, their eyes were red, and they rushed towards Murong Xianxian and the others roaring.

"They're here!"

Seeing those scale clans rushing towards them wielding the same mace, Wang Zheng's expression changed suddenly, and he looked anxiously at Murong Xianxian: "Senior, let's leave quickly, these scale clans are on the way of physical cultivation, and some of them Few people have reached the pure yang state. And there are a few robbers, all eyeing us."

It can't be said that Wang Zheng is timid, after all, he is only a cultivator at the stage of refining the gods... These scales have amazing talents, and they follow the path of physical cultivation, and the mace in their hands has a very rare The most common metal - evil gold.

This metal itself is a kind of metal that has a great destructive effect on other metals. After being fused into weapons, coupled with the terrifying power of the scale people themselves, it can cause considerable damage to some magical powers for body protection and defensive magic weapons. Haizhiyuan's notoriety is no less than that of the Stone Clan.

Mu Tianhu took out the Five-Ding Divine Ax that Murong Xianxian gave him. This guy was born with supernatural power, so he was the best candidate to use this weapon. While wiping the ax blade with his fingers, he looked at the rushing The Scale Clan snorted disdainfully.

Ao Xiaolong was tossing a golden crystal in his hand, while standing on the Qingluan treasure chariot, looking into the distance: "Shall we charge for a while first? Show them off?"

The 72 shark girls calmly took a look at the scale clan that was rushing towards them like a tank, and continued to clean up the wine cups and fruits on the dining table.

"These people are too calm, right?" Wang Zheng admired their nerves too much.

Although Murong Xianxian, Ao Xiaolong and Xueyun Falcon's cultivation bases are not low, why are those shark girls and fox girls so calm? Do they really think that these scale clans will let them go when they are fighting?

But seeing Ao Xiaolong eager to try, Wang Zheng knew that it was impossible to expect these people to leave with the help of the Qingluan treasure chariot.

"This is a well-thought-out plan!"

Yin Wanru's eyes lit up, and she suddenly felt a little excited... In the past, surrounded by the family's guards, when encountering such a scene, the guards would rush up, and before she could react, it would be like chopping melons and chopping vegetables. Get it done, or run away quickly by surrounding her, like a frightened bird, how can you be so calm and calm like now?

Xue Yunying sneaked a look at Murong Xianxian's face. In fact, she also wanted to suggest to Murong Xianxian to avoid the edge for a while, but seeing the appearance of a few people, it's okay to think about it.In fact, even she didn't look down on those robbers, but in the face of such a large-scale attack, she habitually chose to retreat and wait for a chance to fight back later, but now she can only force her up.

The scales are not far away, after dozens of breaths, they have already rushed to a place not far from Murong Xianxian and others... It's just that they don't understand that these people are still calm until they rush to the close With a bland appearance, he clearly didn't take them seriously.

"This quality is quite good. When our Yin family's guards see this kind of scene, not all of them may be as calm as him."

Yin Wanru admired in her heart, flicked her sleeve lightly, and a blue flying sword shot out, hanging above her head... It was like a blue lightning flashing suddenly in the clear sky, which caught people's eyes.

The weapons and equipment used by the big families are quite rare, especially the sword used by Yin Wanru, which has clearly reached the level of a quasi-celestial weapon... The eyes of those scale clans were suddenly attracted, the gorgeous decoration , the royal emblem on the hilt, all of which show its value.

"Damn humans. I tore them apart!"

The leader of the Scale Clan roared furiously, and the Scale Clan behind him responded together, and they rushed towards Murong Xianxian and the others wielding their maces.

Boom~

Although the Scales were charging collectively, the team didn't appear to be in the slightest mess. It could be seen that they were definitely well-trained, and the arrogance in their eyes showed that they were better than me.

However, at this moment, Murong Xianxian's side also made a move... It wasn't her who was moving, but those shark girls had already formed a formation, with Hu Xinmei in the middle.

Ao Xiaolong also wanted to make a move, seeing that they were about to rush over, he looked a little excited, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Murong Xianxian.

"You don't need to do it, let Xinmei and the others launch the first wave of attacks first." Murong Xianxian said.

These mercenaries spend most of their time cultivating in the crystal world, but practitioners who want to gain a glimpse into the Supreme Dao must not just work behind closed doors, they must sharpen their Dao Xin through various means such as fighting.