New White Snake Asking Immortals

Flicking and dancing with ten fingers, in front of him, a slap-sized miniature storm sphere rotates.

Manipulate the wonderful and beautiful small sphere to remotely control the huge cyclone above the head, and the surrounding sky is constantly blooming with magical light, stirring up the black clouds, and the white rain is calm and strengthens the storm even if you close your eyes...

Levitating two feet above the ground, her long white hair fluttered around, covering her pretty face.

The long dragon tail swayed lightly at will.

The colorful orbs between the dragon's horns swell with aura, assisting the white rain to drive the storm and clouds, and the white clothes are hunting.

The faint fluorescence is a smear of white under the dark sky. No matter how fierce the battle is, they don't raise their eyes. The two thin hands are jumping, flying and dancing, trying to compress and increase the power of the storm.

Xu Ling blocked the aftermath of Bai Yu's attack from inside, and most of them were intercepted by Yang Mu, who was more fierce. Although Mu Duo's methods were endlessly mysterious, he was still far behind Yang Mu. Yang Mu had more experience in fighting in the fortress with Chunyang Palace.

A few more zombies are desperately approaching the storm area...

"Stop them!"

The Lingli sword is flying, and the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams are shining brightly!

Yang Mu calmly assisted his colleagues to force the zombies to retreat!

The scene was too chaotic and disorderly. A black-gray death attack pierced through the defense and flew towards Bai Yu, who remained motionless like a fairy in the world. In the end, the death attack passed by and hit the hillside, causing the vegetation to wither and die.

One hundred secrets and one sparse, two more gray-black dead air strikes...

Bai Yu still lowered her head, her death was getting closer and closer!

Just when the gray-black dead air was about to approach, it was suddenly bounced away, and a white oil-paper umbrella was slowly opened. It was snow-white, and the flowers on the umbrella slowly bloomed. The mysterious paper umbrella shows its strength.

In fact, Bai Yu was very anxious in her heart. Since she was a child, she had no idea of ​​becoming a hero to attract firepower. According to her past habits, she might have run away long ago.

And you can't stop controlling Fengyun's talent, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.

"Be careful!"

When Mu Duo yelled, he saw a ghost-head knife draw an arc and fly around several pure-yang monks!

The timing is very precise, the white paper umbrella is on the other side to resist the attack, the ghost head knife is still moving forward, Mu Duo hastily threw the thin knife to stop it, but he was bounced away due to the extreme force...

Just when the rusty ghost-head sword was about to hit, Bai Yu swung the dragon's tail violently!

Dang~!

The strong scale hit the blade with an inclined plane, and a string of sparks was brought up by the friction between the blade and the scale, which was knocked out of the direction, passing by Bai Yu's side and piercing into the rocks of the mountain peak!

Due to the huge force, the ghost knife pierced into the rock trembled for a long time before it became quiet.

Xiumei frowned slightly, too much interference affected her talent.

Thinking of the deterrent effect of thunder and lightning on ghosts and evil spirits, a few lightning bolts were pulled down from the sky and wandered around. The high-level zombies fighting around had to back away.

The fighting continued until the sun went down. Both sides were exhausted and no one could do anything to the other, and the zombies receded.

Although the zombies have receded, the white rain has not stopped, and the rain clouds in the distance are still being gathered and the wind is constantly increasing. They have been busy for several days and nights in a row, and the pressure is extremely high.

In the early hours of the night, the zombies attacked again and were blocked.

Yuan Xiu is also used to the abnormalities in the sky, he can't see the blue moon at night and loses his interest in writing poems.

In the direction of the high mountains in the pass, thunder bursts, gusts of wind whimper like gods, lightning illuminates the outline of black clouds at night, and also illuminates the constantly rotating storm sphere, and the figure on the top of the mountain becomes clearer...

The coercion of heaven and earth is like a prison, and the extreme weather caused restlessness in the sea of ​​corpses outside the pass.

It's not just the restless carrion that wants to escape, but also the birds and beasts that are closer to the mountain range whine and go away.

In fact, Bai Yu has tried his best to raise the storm ball to high altitude, but the movement is too big and it is very eye-catching. From the ground, it is a doomsday scene, and from the sky, it is another picture to see the stirring and circling sea of ​​clouds.

Gathering and compressing for ten consecutive days with current strength, no matter where it erupts, it will be a disaster.

eighth day...

ninth day……

On the tenth day, Bai Yu felt that he could no longer compress it. At this moment, the huge cyclone above his head was comparable to the most terrifying typhoon.

There were times when I was so tired that I wanted to throw this thing out anywhere.

Maybe because they knew they couldn't interrupt the manipulation of the storm, the zombies simply died down in the later stage.

In the early morning of the tenth day, a message was sent back to the Chunyang Palace resident, and then, a certain Bai left the mountain with a miniature version of the storm ball...

The movement of the huge storm sphere attracted the attention of many people. Looking at the direction, it seems that they intend to bypass the fortress and exit. Everyone in the fortress heaved a sigh of relief and thanked Jiaolong for his mercy. Once such a big ball explodes on the top of the fortress, it is estimated that there will be no bricks in the end. left.

Many powerful players on the alliance side fly into the sky to prevent zombies from blocking them.

The strange thing was that the powerful zombie hiding behind still didn't appear. Yu Rong and other alliance powerhouses became more worried the more they couldn't see their opponents, lest that terrible zombie had something premeditated.

Very calm, Yu Rong always felt that something was wrong...

Bai Yu flicked his dragon tail and turned over the mountain ranges, then turned and moved towards the funnel plain outside the fortress pass.

In fact, when it moves, there is a lot of movement, and the storm ball whines, lightning and thunder.

The sky was gloomy and oppressive.

It is very strange to look at it from a high altitude above the clouds. The endless sea of ​​black clouds is illuminated and disappeared by lightning from time to time. The entire cloud layer slowly rotates clockwise. The center is not the eye of the wind, but a huge turbid sphere, bypassing the fortress, turning over Cross the mountains and go straight to the wilderness outside the pass!

On the top of the beacon tower, on the Great Wall of the mountains, countless defenders stared at the sky in a daze.

A cold and dark place deep in the thick of death.

The dark figure at the highest point looked up, no face, no red eyes, no fangs, nothing. The broken helmet was as black as an abyss. Leaving the high platform made of skeletons step by step with fear...

"Dragon? Rare to see, very good."

The voice was hoarse and harsh, and it seemed to be whispering in the ear, and the high-level zombies who were closer were kneeling and shivering.

Huh~

The spear in his hand burns blood-red flames...

Customs.

Bai Yu, who was pushing the storm ball forward, suddenly frowned, looked to the north with a serious expression, and looked at the many high-level monks who were protecting the law around him. They were afraid that the majestic power of heaven and earth contained in the storm ball would retreat far away. He has made mistakes, and he is afraid that someone who controls the storm ball will make a mistake and cause a catastrophe.

Think about it.

Suddenly, a gust of water mist covered Bai Yu's figure, and soon appeared again.

The storm ball has been far enough away from the fortress, and the violent coercion of the vast world makes the sea of ​​corpses restless. They want to escape but are too crowded to move. The dead air in the sky is also attracted or dispersed by the ball, and the endless black clouds replace the dirty dead air Covering the sky, frequent flashes of thunder and lightning purify the dead air...

Feeling that it was almost done, the little hand pressed down the miniature version of the storm ball in his hand!

In the distance, a pitch-black figure walked out of the thick dead air, with the broken spear in his hand burning with blood-red flames...