The identity of the 'person' was determined through the drone on the first night - Ghost Faced Mandrill. He immediately issued the order to retreat. After hearing the four words he said, Fourth Qingwu and the other three people His face instantly became a little solemn.
Jumping and moving on the canopy of the tree are none other than ghost-faced mandrills. They look like monkeys and apes, but they are much larger. Standing upright, they are probably even taller than they were on the first night.
Their whole body is dark brown, and the most peculiar thing is that the bridge of their face and nose is as red as blood, their cheeks are as white as snow, and their sharp fangs are raised high, like ghosts and demons. No wonder humans named them ghost-faced mandrills.
"Brother Ye, you read that right, it's really the Ghostfaced Mandrill?!"
The fourth Qingwu's pretty face was filled with disbelief. After seeing the first night's nod, her last hope was dashed: "It's terrible now. The ghost-faced mandrill is extremely ferocious, even far more than the armored crocodile. It often chases and kills its prey. Fight until death..."
"But we didn't offend them..."
The second dream blurted out, but she did not say the following words, because she thought about why the Ghost-faced Mandrill was chasing them - obviously those kiwis belonged to the Ghost-faced Mandrill.
Yes, the grimace mandrills like to eat kiwi fruits. In the second dream, they picked so many and naturally offended them, so it was normal to chase them.
"What's bad now is that the Ghost-faced Mandrills are extremely fast. They have awakened the wind and earth powers. Especially the wind powers make them very fast, and they can shuttle through the woods like the wind."
Wuming quickly sped up his speech, with a solemn look on his face: "If, as Brother Ye said, there are more than ten chasing us, then it will be difficult for us to escape their pursuit."
"Yes, it's difficult."
Fourth Qingwu said solemnly: "If there is only one third-level one, we can still deal with it, but there are three chasing us. I am afraid that today we..."
Although Si Qingwu didn't say the following words, Wuming and the others knew what she was going to say, and their moods fell to the bottom for a while.
"Whoosh~!"
A sharp and rapid sound of breaking through the air sounded. Ermeng and Wuming saw from the corner of their eyes a black spot the size of a tennis ball shooting out from behind them. The sound of breaking through the air was exactly what it made. From this, it can be seen that the speed is different. How fast.
If you look closely, it is a stone. Although it is not big, its speed is much faster than the arrow. If it is hit, it will be difficult to cast the golden light spell with all your strength on the first night, especially if everyone can Feel the pure Qi from the stone.
The first night obviously knew the consequences of being hit by a stone. He turned sideways and rushed towards the stone with his spear like a snake coming out of its hole, hitting the target.
Under the huge impact, the stone shattered, stone chips flew, and the rocks penetrated the air. Several larger stones shot towards the short shrubs on the side, and the branches broke instantly. This shows how terrifying the power of these stones is.
Just a stone has such power, let alone a whole stone.
Although it shattered the stone, it was like hitting a piece of steel on the first night. The huge force of the shock caused him to retreat several meters, and his hand holding the gun trembled slightly.
Even though he was not at a disadvantage in the melee weapon duel with Tong Zhan on the first night, now he was facing the stone attack thrown by the ghost-faced mandrill, which made him retreat sharply. From this point alone, it can be seen that their strength is slightly stronger than that of Tong Zhan. Stronger.
Taking a deep breath, there was no time to sigh on the first night, because there were several more sounds of piercing the air, and more stones were fired at them, and one or two of them were more powerful than the previous one. The power is obviously stronger.
It was a bit difficult to face the attack of just one stone. Now seven or eight stones were shooting at me, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to intercept them all on the first night.
Pieces of sword light circulated, and dozens of flying swords shot away. Under the control of Second Meng, they met the stones, and under precise control, the flying swords accurately hit the target.
It's just that the flying swords were slender and far less powerful than the stones. They were knocked away one after another, but the stones were still as powerful as rainbows and had astonishing power.
Fortunately, the stones deviated from their original flight path due to the interception of the flying swords, which made it impossible for many of the stones to hit the four people on the first night, especially since they would deliberately avoid them.
Even if there are one or two that cannot be avoided, they will be smashed away by the spear of the first night. After the first experience, he no longer intercepts them head-on, but finds ways to chop them away, which can greatly reduce the impact.
In this way, the first night and the second dream worked together to temporarily resist the attack of rocks piercing the air, but the distance between the ghost-faced mandrills became closer and closer to them.
"The Illustrated Book of Alien Beasts says that ghost-faced mandrills have two powers: wind and earth. The wind energy makes them light and agile, and their speed increases, while the earth energy can be condensed into stones and then thrown out. The power is amazing. When I saw it today, it was really amazing. Average." Wuming sighed.
"There's no time to sigh. The Ghostfaced Mandrills are obviously faster than us. Once they catch up, I'm afraid we will be torn into pieces."
Ermeng was in a bad mood at this time. She controlled the flying sword to continue attacking while escaping: "Brother Ye, is there anything you can do?"
"Ghost-faced mandrills can move freely through the woods and are naturally faster than us. However, there are no trees in this area, so their speed must be compromised..."
Fourth Qingwu was the first to speak, but when she thought of something, she smiled bitterly and murmured to herself: "The third-level ghost-faced mandrill should be able to fly in the wind. Once it does..."
Monks who have awakened the wind power can fly with the wind when they have enough energy. For example, the Fourth Qingwu can do it now. As an alien beast, the Ghost-faced Mandrill is very likely to master the ability to fly with the wind, especially the best among alien beasts. , the worst is that those of the third level must be able to fly with the wind.
Even if they could only fly in the wind for a short period of time, they might still be able to catch up with the four people on the first night on land. Faced with the siege of many ghost-faced mandrills, there was only one result waiting for them - to be torn into pieces.
Yes, although the ghost-faced mandrills can condense stones for long-range attacks, their best method is close combat, using their flexible ape arms to attack. Multiple mandrills can attack together, and the 'prey' besieged by them is often killed. Torn into pieces, the scene was horrific.
Thinking that people like him would be torn apart by the ghost-faced mandrills, Second Meng's pretty face turned pale, and Fourth Qingwu, Wuming and the others didn't look very good, especially when they saw that those ghost-faced mandrills were able to control the wind after chasing them to the open space. After the flight.
"Even the second-level Grimace Mandrill can fly in the wind. This is really troublesome."
The second dream had a sad face: "If I had known, I wouldn't have picked these kiwi fruits."
Suddenly thinking of something, Er Meng looked at Si Qing Wu behind him, and said full of expectation: "Sister Qing Wu, tell me if they will chase us if we return the kiwi fruit."
"What are you talking about in your sleep? Look at how they are showing off their teeth and claws. You can't rely on returning the kiwi fruit to solve the problem."
The bitterness on his face became even stronger, and Er Meng obviously knew that he was a little wishful thinking.
