The City of Terror

Chapter 60: Mist Dragon

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It can be said that Wei Xiaobei suddenly found himself in the most dangerous moment after entering the gray world!

But after fighting with the tree roots before, Wei Xiaobei was already drenched in sweat. The high-intensity battle exhausted his physical strength, and his arms were trembling a little. How could he still fight with two tree roots

But things in the world always have accidents, especially in this gray world.

At a place Wei Xiaobei didn't notice, a drop of sap thrown from the broken tree root fell into the mist.

Immediately, a trace of waves emerged from the mist and spread towards the surroundings.

The mist changed very quickly. The mist that was scattered all over gradually gathered together and gradually formed a white horse made of mist.

At this time, Wei Xiaobei, who was facing away from the mist, naturally did not notice the change in the mist, and when the two tree roots jumped over, the iron fork turned stick swept towards the tree roots.

Boom! There was a sound of wood colliding with iron, followed by another sound.

After several times in a row, Wei Xiaobei felt that his hands were slightly numb.

After all, this iron fork can't compare with the big gun.

Wei Xiaobei sighed slightly.

If you hold a big gun in your hand, it will be much easier to deal with these two roots.

The unique tenacity and flexibility of big guns are enough for Wei Xiaobei to fully display his spear skills.

But this iron fork is different. Even the impact force brought by the impact cannot be weakened, let alone some techniques of Liuhe Daqiang.

If Wei Xiaobei could barely beat one tree root, it would be difficult to parry two more flexible tree roots.

After only seven or eight rounds, Wei Xiaobei's right arm was pierced by a tree root, forcing out a hole.

At this time, even if Wei Xiaobei had the desire to kill the enemy in every possible way, he could only sigh secretly and close his eyes and wait for death.

But just when a tree root aimed at Wei Xiaobei's head and pierced it down, a gust of wind blew behind Wei Xiaobei.

For a moment, there was a strong wind and sand, and the fog filled the air.

Wei Xiaobei's vision was completely blocked by the mist.

How is this going

Wei Xiaobei accidentally escaped from the dead end, he didn't dare to stay, dragging the iron fork with his left hand, he fled backwards.

Before running far, Wei Xiaobei's eyes lit up, but he got out of the mist.

Turning his head and looking back, Wei Xiaobei saw a cloud of mist covering the two tree roots from a distance, and a white horse made of condensed mist appeared in the mist, and kicked towards the tree roots with its hooves. The roots of the tree were broken in a blink of an eye.

The mist continued to move forward rapidly, and it didn't take long to rush into the woods and spread.

The white horse seemed to have spotted the giant tree, and in a blink of an eye, it was surrounded by mist, and then a series of noises came from the mist.

A puff of fragrance came from the broken tree roots, which made Wei Xiaobei hesitate for a moment, then, gritted his teeth, turned around and returned to the place where he fought the tree roots before, opened the backpack, and put those broken roots into the backpack among.

After collecting all the tree roots, Wei Xiaobei didn't stay any longer, and rushed towards the snack street.

On the snack street at this time, all the fog had dissipated, and there was no obstruction to the line of sight, whether it was the worn-out floor tiles or the dense white bones left by Shang Fu, they could be clearly seen.

What's going on

While running, Wei Xiaobei was thinking in his mind.

But Wei Xiaobei quickly reacted.

I am afraid that the white horse in the mist is the mist that filled the back of the snack street before.

This discovery made Wei Xiaobei feel a little scared.

When Wei Xiaobei found a yard to hide himself, and leaned on the wall of the yard to watch the fierce battle in the distance, the fear in his heart became more and more intense.

At this time, the battle in the woods has become increasingly fierce.

The white horse was extremely handsome, with an extremely strong body, more than nine feet above the ground, and its muscles were bulging, like a giant dragon passing by in the clouds.

At this time, the white horse was constantly attacking the giant tree with mist, and thousands of tree roots around the giant tree stood up, like a dense array of guns, shot out with power, and the white horse was scattered into a group in a blink of an eye. Clouds of fog.

But the white horse is not as defenseless as Wei Xiaobei. After the white horse was broken up, the clouds of mist that drifted out would stick to something and wrap it.

At least a hundred of the roots of that giant tree were wrapped in mist, and then the creaking sound like running water continued to sound. After a few breaths, those roots wrapped in mist were completely wiped out.

In fact, the giant tree is okay, that is, part of the roots have been corroded, and the surrounding trees that tried to help the giant tree besiege the white horse were covered by mist. First, the dense branches quickly withered and turned black, and then formed drops of black liquid flowing down The trunk flowed down, and where the black liquid passed, corroded grooves appeared in the trunk.

The big trees hummed painfully immediately, and the sounds gathered were so loud that even Wei Xiaobei, who was hiding at the end of the snack street, covered his ears and couldn't stop the intrusion of the sound. The sound only rang for a few breaths, and Wei Xiaobei It feels like a splitting headache.

What a terrifying battle!

Wei Xiaobei watched those big trees struggling continuously in the white mist, and finally corroded into a pile of black liquid, he couldn't help being secretly surprised.

Fortunately, fortunately, when I passed through the mist before, the white horse did not appear. Otherwise, I am afraid that I would not be able to resist the opponent at all. With my own strength, I would be crushed.

For now, Wei Xiaobei dare not relax easily.

He didn't think that the misty white horse fighting the giant tree was his ally.

This is a very naive understanding.

The gray world is not reality, and most of the codes of conduct in reality are basically not applicable here.

For example, if you want to get along well in reality, you have to be friendly with people, so that you can build enough contacts and your career can develop greatly.

In the gray world, you try to be kind to those monsters

In short, Wei Xiaobei didn't have the urge to join the battle group at this time.

You know, whether it's the misty white horse or the giant tree, it only takes one stroke to crush itself into slag!

Even those big trees around the battle group are probably not good stubble.

Although the roots drilled out of the ground around their bodies are not as thick as those of giant trees, they are basically as thick as two fingers. If such roots stick to Wei Xiaobei's body, it may be a blood hole.

But when those big trees attack, it's not just a single tree root, but hundreds of tree roots drill out from tens of square meters of ground, poking like a spear array.

Such an attack method, let alone Wei Xiaobei, might be difficult for an army of the cold weapon era to parry.