Yaomei Wushuang

Chapter 212 Was thrown down

Misty Swamp is one of the several life forbidden areas in the cultivation world. It covers an extremely wide area. No one knows how big it is. People went in and explored with curiosity, but the final result was very regrettable. Except for those who returned halfway alive and said in horror about the horrors of those places, more people slept in those places forever.

Over time, these places have become restricted areas, and no one knows how big they are and how dangerous they are.

"Come on, let's draw lots." The person in charge on the flying boat came out with a straight face, holding a boxy black box: "Each team will be sent into the Misty Swamp from different places Where to send it in depends on your own luck."

lottery?The corners of the mouths of the 35 members of the five teams on the flying boat twitched collectively. It is already too much to use a place as dangerous as the Misty Swamp as a competition venue for the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage. You guys even made an even more irresponsible decision to draw lots!
All of a sudden, the invisible resentment gathered into a pile, which could almost become black and visible to the naked eye. Even the monk with a paralyzed face who was in charge of drawing lots couldn't help being frightened by it. He is just running errands according to orders. If you want revenge, you have to find the right target!
Xuan Mo stroked his chin: "Sure enough, we shouldn't have too many expectations for our masters. The old guys have lived too long. Under the extremely boring life, Le Zhong is devoted to embarrassing others to create fun for himself."

What he said was very unpleasant, and it could even be regarded as a crime, because he was condemning the head and the others openly, but in the ears of everyone around him, no one thought of condemning him, poor child They are all overwhelmed by such a joke-like plan from their own head, they will die, they will die!

"Ahem!" Feeling as if he had become a villain, the monk holding the black box in his arms coughed twice against the black lines all over his head: "Hurry up and draw lots, if you wait until the Misty Swamp you haven't drawn lots yet If you decide where to enter the swamp, you will be thrown down casually at that time, and you can find a way to enter by yourself."

Before the words fell, a slender and graceful hand reached over, and took out a folded square sticky note from the black box that cut off the consciousness, Xuan Mo ignored the monk's tongue-tied expression, and opened the sticky note , raising an eyebrow: "Oh? You're not lucky, we're going to enter the Misty Swamp from Crocodile Pool!"

The so-called crocodile pool is actually a swamp where a large number of sword crocodiles, a ferocious crocodile-like monster, live. It is located at the periphery of the misty swamp. It is unknown how many sword crocodiles are hidden in the soft mud. Usually completely hidden in the mud, only the back of the same color as the mud is exposed. Once prey approaches, these lazy guys will instantly become terrifying killers.

Bai Chuan was powerless to complain, so he could only press his unglamorously throbbing brows: "You don't say anything about going to the lottery. We didn't get a good lottery. It's because of your bad luck, right?"

Li Muzi kept his mouth shut. Although he didn't like Bai Chuan, he agreed with Bai Chuan's words. If he sent a genius Li Muzi to play, he would definitely get the easiest route!This Xuan Mo ran over to draw lots without even asking, but he was so unlucky that he actually won the difficult sword crocodile pool.

Xuan Mo innocently shook the post-it note in his hand, and spread his hands: "Who said I was drawing lots? I was just curious, and wanted to see what was inside. Well, let's start drawing lots now." .”

After finishing speaking, he stared at the black-faced cultivator holding the box with extremely pure eyes, and said with a gentle face, "Can I start drawing lots?"

They don't know this guy, don't look at them, they really don't know this guy!Unfortunately, the other six people who are in the same group as Xuanmo have black lines on their faces, Nima is too shameless, in front of so many people, you can do such a shameless thing , It's really...too powerful!
"I'm sorry, but since the lottery has been drawn, the result cannot be changed. Your team is going to enter the Misty Swamp from the Sword Crocodile Pool." There was a big drop of sweat on the monk's face, it was scary, it was really just A foundation-building monk?Why did I, who was in the late stage of foundation establishment, feel cold all over after meeting that young man, as if I was being targeted by a terrifying monster.

"Okay, Sword Crocodile Lake is Sword Crocodile Lake, we will definitely be able to complete the task smoothly." Yan Fei and Bai Chuan pulled Xuan Mo back one by one before Xuan Mo broke out, preventing his group from taking over. The embarrassing scene that came down.

Xuan Mo took the lead, and the remaining groups also realized that since the leaders had already made a decision, they would naturally not allow them to abide by the plan, so they had to bite the bullet and draw lots. As a result, Xuan Mo was the first to draw lots The one drawn is the farthest and most dangerous path from the Misty Swamp.

For such a result, whether it was Yan Fei or the rest of the team, they looked at Xuan Mo with strange eyes, this guy is really unlucky!
Li Muzi stood cautiously leaning against Xuan Mo, now he is the only member of the Danxin sect in his team, all the disciples from the same sect who followed him every step of the way are gone, replaced by a group of people who dislike him , From the stars Gongyue to a lonely one, the boy who is good at observing words and expressions has identified Xuan Mo, who has the most powerful force value among this group of people.

However, Xuan Mo's luck was not very good, and he won the most difficult road all at once, poor Li Muzi's face changed color, did he hug the wrong thick thigh?

Just as the two airships in the Piaomiao Palace were lifted into the air, the space passage from the demon world to the realm of cultivation was opened. A group of well-equipped black figures with no power fluctuations all over their bodies lined up, neatly passing through the space passage. Walked out of them, and the person in charge of leading and commanding this team is officially the current general officer of the Demon Realm, Qing Jue.

Ming Yuan, who claimed to be a hostage and stayed in Biyun Peak, suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the void, Qing Jue came, did father finally start to do it?
Qing Jue's emerald-colored cat eyes were emotionless, with his hands in his pockets, his figure was tall and straight: "Action!"

Following his order, those black silhouettes who were full of black devilish energy but couldn't feel a trace of spiritual power all raised their heads and raised their chests, staring at Qing Jue with dull and absent-minded eyes. Formed a neat team.

Qing Jue turned around and led the way towards the Misty Swamp, followed closely by a group of lifeless puppets behind him.

"We'll be at Sword Crocodile Pond soon, are you seven ready?" The speed of the flying boat was very fast, and it reached the outermost edge of the Misty Swamp in a short while: "Please come here, the flying boat is going to put you down! "

Among the seven people, Xuan Mo became the leader of the team without hesitation. Hearing this, he slowly led his team members over: "Are we the first batch to be released?"

"Please don't worry." The monk said with a serious face, "There are people on the other spaceship who are more unlucky than you, and they have already been dropped." The implication is that although you are very unlucky, there are still people who are more unlucky than you .

They don't want such comfort at all!After Xuan Mo showed a gratified expression, the rest of the people complained silently.

"Okay, it's here, the flying boat has stopped, you seven, jump off!" The silver flying boat stopped in the air, and the port door quietly opened: "Hurry up, there are still four groups of people to be released later!"

Xuan Mo shrugged, and suddenly grabbed Yan Fei in a flash, pulled her and jumped directly from the open porthole together!
"Yan Fei!" Bai Chuan's face turned dark all of a sudden, a monk would not die if he jumped from such a height, the key problem is that Xuan Mo snatched Yan Fei from him and jumped down with his arms. It was a naked provocation!

Having just sent away Yanfeng, now another Xuanmo came, one was harder to deal with than the other, and the mentally exhausted Bai Chuan jumped down right after him, fearing that if he was too late, he would be thrown off by the two who jumped down before.

Caught off guard, Yan Fei was dragged by Xuan Mo and jumped down. As soon as he came back to his senses, he found that the two of them were about to land, and the landing point, those guys who opened their mouths and waited for the delicious food to fall from the sky were really long. It's so ugly!

Xuan Mo stepped on a relatively large sword crocodile fiercely, kicked out his toes like lightning, and kicked back the big mouth of the sword crocodile that quickly twisted its neck and bit it: "Damn it! There is mud everywhere , how should we proceed?"

Without a solid place to stay, could it be that they have to rely on magic weapons to float?In a dangerous place like the Misty Swamp, floating in the air is a living target.

Yan Fei's fist violently smashed a steel tooth of the unlucky sword crocodile: "No, there must be a solid ground, otherwise how did these trees grow?"

There are also many big trees growing in the Misty Swamp, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the rich green has an enchanting atmosphere. Where there are trees, there is solid ground.

Bai Chuan didn't fall into the quagmire, nor was he interested in cleaning up the sword crocodile. Before he landed, the vitality was transmitted through his fingertips. The tree vine flew out to catch him, and took him to the big tree smoothly.

"You two, why don't you sit here?" Bai Chuan waved the vine with a smile, and tied up the mouth of a sword crocodile that was pounced on Yan Fei: "Let's discuss how to move forward in the swamp."

(End of this chapter)