Chapter 1157

Luo Yuncheng led a million troops of Qianfeng camp and stopped in front of the mouth of the fog valley with a dignified face.

"Commander, shall we go in?"

Luo Feng, the school captain beside him, stared at the deep valley mouth with some fear, as if there was a fierce beast that chose people to eat, which made him feel uneasy.

Deputy commander Luo Yu was killed by the enemy's sneak attack. Deputy commander Luo Li chased and killed into the misty valley with his personal guards. Colonel Luo Nan led a team of 10000 people to rescue and fell. Up to now, life and death are unknown, and no one escaped to deliver the news. It's strange if these people are not afraid.

"What if you don't go in? It's hard to break the military order."

Luo Yuncheng sighed, but his heart was suffocated.

Big brother Luo gathered. The man was always headstrong and never allowed anyone to disobey. He ordered him to stay with a million troops. Even if it was filled with human life, he would save Luo Li. In his eyes, a million troops, including his own brother, were not as good as his son's life, which made him very uncomfortable.

He would rather take his soldiers to fight with the winger alliance in the battlefield, even if they were buried in the battlefield, than die in this frightening fog valley.

"The misty Valley is very strange. The commander must not risk himself."

Luo Feng admonished with flashing eyes, but he was secretly calculating in his heart.

He is a neglected child of the Golden Lion family. Luo Li is always arrogant and domineering because he is Luo Yunji's son. He wants this guy to die in the fog valley. He doesn't want to risk his life to save him. "Well, don't say it. It's hard to violate military orders. Even if it's filled with human life, we'll wipe out the fog valley today. Life wants to see people and death wants to see corpses."

Luo Yunji frowned and yelled.

He can't see Luo Feng's careful thinking. He is very dissatisfied. When is it? These guys in the family are still intriguing and only care about their own interests. It's really sad to be born in the yellow lion family.

Luo Feng shrunk his neck and quietly skimmed his mouth. He knew that his careful thinking had been seen through and dared not say more, but his eyes were slipping and calculating his escape strategy.

"If the army charged with me, I don't believe that millions of troops are still rough in this valley."

Luo yun ji knows that he doesn't know how many Eyeliner he has laid in his brother's side. If he hang back and is told to his eldest brother, he will not be able to eat fruit, even if he finally rescued Roy.

"Charge!"

Luo Yunji has always been popular among the yellow lion people. Although only 100000 soldiers in the million army are members of the lion people, they have taken the lead, and the fear of the million army has been swept away. With the morale like a rainbow, Luo Yunji rode his horse and whipped his whip, and rushed into the valley with Luo Yunji.

Luo Feng cursed secretly in his heart. He wanted to slip away when people didn't pay attention. Even being a deserter is better than dying here. However, millions of troops were forced into the valley like a torrent of steel.

The clear sight suddenly blossomed, and there was a vast expanse of white in front of us. The noisy army just now seemed to suddenly disappear, and the surrounding quiet was palpitating.

This strange scene made Luo Feng flustered. He swallowed his saliva in fear. Without hesitation, he turned and ran back, trying to escape from the fog Valley immediately.

But he even made it out, but more than ten minutes later, he still had a vast expanse of white in front of him, and he couldn't get out of the scope shrouded in white fog.

This made him tremble all over, and infinite panic arose in his heart. He desperately waved his weapons and attacked the invisible enemy around him. He shouted hysterically: "come out, get out, kill, kill, kill..."

Poof!

The blood splashed everywhere, and the feeling of weapons entering the meat made Luo Feng energetic. He waved his weapons like chicken blood, roared and killed, and tried his best to kill forward.

This scene took place everywhere in the misty valley. After losing five senses and six senses, millions of troops who thought they were trapped in a siege fought like headless flies. They were as powerful as crazy tigers and shouted loudly.

Millions of troops are crowded together. The density is too high. Waving weapons casually can hurt people, but they fall into a dreamland and mistakenly think they have killed the enemy. The fear of infinite amplification in their hearts makes them dare not believe anyone. They cry like beating chicken blood, waving weapons more and more wildly and fiercely to kill those invisible enemies.

The wolf riders stood on a cliff at leisure and watched millions of troops kill each other in the fog illusion. The broken limbs and arms kept flying. There was an endless stream of screams, and the bloody smell rushed into the sky

Even those wolf riders who are used to seeing life and death have a strong discomfort. They look more and more awe at the mountain like Datong, who has always stood with their hands down. They have a trace of happiness in their hearts. Fortunately, Datong is on our side. Otherwise, they may be the people who are killing each other like they are blind.

"Stop, stop, this is a fantasy!"

Luo Yuncheng's experience is no exception, but as a peak demon king, his strength and willpower are by no means comparable to his soldiers, and he has not lost his mind.

After entering the fog area and losing the five senses and six senses, he realized that it was bad. He forcibly restrained his mind and shouted to remind the soldiers under his command. However, although his voice was heard clearly by the wolf, the soldiers under the closed five senses and six senses could not hear it. In order to protect himself, he waved his weapons desperately and killed the "enemies" emerging from all directions.

Luo Yuncheng didn't know how many attacks he had suffered from his comrades in arms. Although he knew this was a fairyland, he had to start killing in order to protect himself, otherwise he would be cut to death by endless random knives.

"Well, this guy is still awake. I have to kill him."

Ding Ning looked at Luo Yuncheng and could still keep awake. He immediately said something faintly and jumped down the cliff.

"Dadu Tong... Be careful!"

The wolf was shocked. It was a million troops. As the saying goes, the teacher was killed with random fists. In the chaotic army, even the God of war was afraid to be spared. He was about to dissuade, but swallowed back his words.

Because he saw that Ding Ning had fallen into the valley and wandered away with light clouds and wind. As soon as those random knives and guns attacked him, they would be unloaded aside by a gentle force like water waves. Unexpectedly, no one's attack could be close to him.

At this moment, he was like a God walking on earth.

"Die!"

Ding Ning strolled smoothly close to Luo Yuncheng. Before he could make a move, Luo Yuncheng suddenly opened his mouth and burst into a drink. An invisible sound wave rippled in the air like a shock wave, shaking everyone's mind and rushing towards Ding Ning. The soldiers affected by the sound wave didn't even have time to make a miserable cry, Like the quicksand swept by the strong wind, it is fragmented, collapsed and turned into a ground of flesh and blood.

Ding Ning's eyes flashed a different color. Is this the magic power of the Golden Lion family, lion roar? I little interesting.

"Kill!"

Ding Ning's tongue burst into spring thunder, and he also gave a loud drink. An invisible sound wave surged and filled the air. Like a water wave, it collided with the roaring sound of the lion in Luoyun City, annihilating each other into invisibility.

Ding Ning was surprised by this result, and the color in his eyes was even worse. You know, this acoustic attack was simulated by him in combination with the way of tide. Although there was only one sound, it actually sent out nine sound waves. He thought it was enough to talk about Luo Yun city's killing, but he didn't expect that the nine sound waves could offset the lion's roar, which surprised him.

"Interesting, really interesting!"

Ding Ning carefully recalled Luo Yuncheng's appearance when the lion roared and the death of the soldiers he killed. His eyes suddenly brightened and a sudden color appeared on his face.

When Luo Yuncheng roared, his lips trembled constantly, and even the muscles on his face rippled like the pool water wrinkled by the strong wind. Those soldiers who were affected by the broken corpses were broken to pieces. The general sound wave attack would never cause such consequences. Therefore, Luo Yuncheng's lion roar must contain some special forces. What is it?

Ding Ning was very interested in this and was not in a hurry to kill Luo Yuncheng. He slapped him lightly. This slap was not for killing, but for provocation.

Sure enough, Luo Yuncheng lived up to his expectations. After feeling attacked, he opened his mouth and roared again with his fighting instinct.

Ding Ning showed a smile on his face. Unexpectedly, he stretched out a hand to the side to receive the lion roar. He wanted to feel what kind of mystery it contained, even if he would be hurt by the lion roar.

Always paying close attention to him, the faces of the wolf riders changed sharply. Their hearts immediately raised to their throat and shouted, "Dadu Tong, be careful!"

Even if Ding Ning is invincible in their hearts, they have seen the power of lion roar before Luoyun city. The flesh of the big demon level is vulnerable and crushed into slag. They don't think most of them can resist lion roar without injury.

They really don't understand why they should try to take this move by taking personal risks and hard resistance when it is clear that most of them can easily avoid this attack.

Where do the wolf riders know that Ding Ning has an almost paranoid attachment to the study of novelty. If he doesn't study the word ugly Yin Mao when he sees new things, he will never give up.

So, in the worried eyes of the wolf riders, Ding Ning's arm was undoubtedly wiped out under the roaring sound of the lion. The only thing they didn't understand was that most of Tong's hands were gone, but they didn't see a drop of blood, and even showed a suddenly enlightened look. How brilliant the smile on his face was.

Ding Ning was certainly happy. Although he lost an arm of Wu soul, it was also a serious injury to him. Even the soul light became dim, but he personally realized the unique power contained in the lion roar. Shock, shock.

Although he had imitated the roar of a lion before, he had only its shape but not its God. He had not completely mastered the vocal skills. Although he had the potential of the tide, he had no power of shock.

Those soldiers who were killed by the roar of lions were brutally wiped out by the shock in the sound waves.

Sound wave oscillation, if combined with the nine tides, the power is by no means as simple as one plus one.

How could Ding Ning not laugh? Next, in the melancholy and puzzled eyes of the wolf riders, he began to harass Luo Yuncheng frequently, constantly simulating the roar of a lion and attacking him.

Again and again, I don't know how long later, Ding Ning's water martial spirit began to blur, and the soul light was even bleak. When it was about to dissipate at any time, he completely mastered the voice skills of lion roar, and couldn't help laughing happily and opening his mouth to make a terrible roar.

One after another, the invisible sound spread in all directions. Luo Yuncheng uttered a scream of horror. In the nine sound waves, his body was broken inch by inch and turned into a pool of flesh and blood mud. Until his death, he couldn't understand who killed him with the magic power of the Golden Lion family.