Chapter 1697 Fog

They could only stay where they were nervously, praying that Feng Hao and his two men would succeed in their actions.

If you want to obtain greater benefits, you must pay and bear huge risks.

This has never changed, at any time and in any place.

　……

“Bang!”

The long whip on the top of the super-grade tower spirit’s head is like two agile poisonous snakes. At a tricky angle, he hit Feng Hao on the chest and threw him away.

"Ahem..."

Feng Hao coughed up blood, and the area where he was hit in the chest was dripping with blood, and you could even see the white streaks. skeleton.

"Daddy!"

Xiao Qingmeng suddenly cried, and her fingers moved much slower.

"I'm fine!"

Feng Hao stood up quickly. Because of the trauma on his chest, his cheeks couldn't help but twitch slightly, and the pain flashed out. After that, he quickly approached Xiao Qingmeng, "This won't work. You can't hit it at all. It moves too fast."

Only after fighting against the super-grade tower spirit did I realize how terrifying it is. , both speed and strength are impeccable!

Although Xiao Qingmeng’s poison can cause it to suffer heavy losses, if it cannot be shot, it is useless.

Feng Hao did not think carefully about this, so he fell into such a desperate situation.

Behind him, the rumbling sound got closer. Within a few moments, Feng Hao could clearly feel the trembling under his feet growing violently.

This also shows that the group of tower spirits behind them are already approaching infinitely. If they are caught up, their chance of survival will be gone.

“Charge!”

Gritting his teeth, Feng Hao had no choice but to fight.

"Chi chi chi..."

Along the way, Xiao Qingmeng kept popping up poison, forcing the super-grade tower spirit not to get close, while Feng Hao pulled He followed her and distanced himself from the pagoda spirit group.

After a period of time, the super-grade tower spirit seemed to become a little angry, and its cold eyes were even coated with a layer of frost, and it set its target directly on Xiao Qingmeng.

Fortunately, because it is afraid of the poisonous poisons that Xiao Qingmeng pops up,, so even if there is a chance to attack Feng Hao and Xiao Qingmeng, it will choose to avoid them.

This is the only thing worth celebrating!

However, Feng Hao’s face was not relaxed, because they could not get rid of this super-grade tower spirit!

This is not good news, and because of the intense consumption, Xiao Qingmeng is also a little exhausted. Her small face is as pale as paper, and sweat is constantly dripping. However, she has been gritting her teeth and persisting. With.

Even if she is the Supreme Poison Body, she will still be under a lot of pressure if she has to use Beimang Aconitum, which is extremely toxic.

Moreover, she has not stopped for three consecutive hours!

Within these three hours, the pagoda spirits had lagged far behind. At least at this time, Feng Hao could no longer feel the violent shaking on the ground. This shows that they have left the tower spirit group behind for a long time.

However, he did not relax, because as long as this super-grade tower spirit was following him, it would only be a matter of time before the tower spirits followed him.

The dark night passed quickly, and the first ray of morning light fell, illuminating the dark world, bringing light and warmth. As a result, the mountains were filled with a thin layer of mist, everywhere.

　“Whoa!”

Two figures quickly rushed out of the mist and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

“Meng’er, if you can’t hold on, take a rest!”

Feng Hao can’t remember how many times he has reminded Xiao Qingmeng. However, she But he persisted stubbornly.

"Meng'er is okay, no need to rest."

Xiao Qingmeng smiled at him with a pale face, which made his heart twitch and hurt. Somewhat suffocating. Even if the body is tempered in the Heavenly Fire Domain, it is still less than one thousandth of what it is at this time.

He knew very well why Xiao Qingmeng persisted. Suddenly, red bloodshot streaks appeared in his eyes. In an instant, the anger in his heart disappeared.

He stopped and stood there, looking at the vast expanse of morning mist that filled the mountains in front of him, with an inexplicable sparkle in his eyes.

"Meng'er, I have a solution!"

Feng Hao quickly told Xiao Qingmeng his thoughts, and the latter's eyes also lit up.

"Bang!"

The super-grade tower spirit quickly followed up. When Feng Hao stopped, Xiao Qingmeng did not attack him. Its cold eyes A trace of human doubt suddenly flashed in his eyes.

It possesses intelligence,He did not rush to attack, but moved left and right vigilantly. The pair of long whips were swinging slowly, making bottomless cracks on the ground, as if they were conducting some kind of test.

However, Feng Hao still did not attack, and the same was true for Xiao Qingmeng. However, the two of them fell into an area filled with morning mist.

The super-grade pagoda spirit stagnated in place and seemed to be thinking a little. In an instant, a layer of frost filled the eyes. As soon as the six legs touched, the whole body was cut into an afterimage, and quickly It swept into the morning fog area.

"Squeak..."

In an instant, a shrill cry resounded in this morning fog area, the ground shook, and the large area of ​​morning fog became even louder. It was driven away, and a large area of ​​woods around it was destroyed and leveled.

"Successful!"

Looking at the struggling super-grade tower spirit, Feng Hao's eyes suddenly flashed with joy, and without any hesitation, he pulled Holding Xiao Qingmeng's arm, he quickly left.

Indeed, with Xiao Qingmeng’s attack speed, it is basically impossible to hit the super-grade tower spirit, because even Feng Hao is not sure that he can hit the fast-moving super-grade tower. spirit.

However, after seeing the morning fog, Feng Hao was inspired.

Fog is everywhere!

Obviously, the super-grade tower spirit was hit. Feng Hao could feel that the strength of the super-grade tower spirit's struggle was weakening. However, he still had no intention of killing it.

He was not sure whether its defensive power had been weakened, and even if it was a weakened super-grade tower spirit, the power it exerted at this time would probably still be no less than the eighth level.

Looking at Xiao Qingmeng, who was already on the verge of collapse, Feng Hao did not intend to take this risk.

After another hour, Feng Hao finally knew why Gongsun Jing asked him to choose this path, because there was a camping area not far away, and it seemed to belong to the Wuling tribe. .

Without any hesitation, he crossed the Wuling Tribe’s camping area. Soon after, he changed direction and headed towards the place agreed upon with Xie Yandong and others.