After standing for a while, I saw a ray of white light floating from the thick black fog, which came very quickly, and it was not long before it came to the front. It was the spiritual power that came out of Huang Jingxuan's mouth. Huang Jingxuan opened his mouth and sucked into that bit of spiritual power.

Suddenly, a figure snatched out of the black mist, and in a blink of an eye, he grabbed Huang Jingxuan's side, opened his mouth, and sucked that bit of spiritual power into his mouth. Everyone in Lingshan stayed in the local area, this person came very quickly, not to speak, and opened his mouth to inhale Huang Jingxuan's spiritual power into his mouth, he came suddenly, his movements were extremely fast, and everyone did not react, he had already calmed down and sat down on the ground. After a while, I saw that his body was slightly bright, and even his face was brightened, and I saw that his face was full of cruelty, and he was dressed in green clothes, which was a person from Pingbo Dao.

Zhao Haoyang said angrily: "Pingbo Daoyou, my senior brother kindly used his spiritual power to lure you over, what is the reason why you forcibly swallow his spiritual power?!" Pingbo Daoist laughed, turned his head to Huang Jingxuan and said: "Brother Jingxuan Dao, I'm sorry, my junior brother has consumed too much spiritual power these times, and I can't support it anymore, so when I saw your spiritual power, I asked to use it." Won't you be angry?" Huang Jingxuan looked at him for a moment and said, "It's okay, fortunately, it's on the edge of the mirage." ”

Han Yiming was really disgusted when he heard him so shameless, but his uncle and uncle were in front of him, how could he have his own part in speaking, and he only stood aside. But when he heard Pingbo Daoren say that "spiritual power is consumed too much", he couldn't help but look at him. I saw that the green robe on his body was already dirty, and there were several tears, and even the bun on his head was scattered, which was indeed embarrassing. The Pingbo Daoist glanced at them and said, "You are still the same." So I called my disciples over, and they followed me, but more slowly. When we came, we went out together. Huang Jingxuan said: "Okay, let's go out quickly." ”

Pingbo Dao said something in his mouth, and his left hand swiped on the spade sword. Huang Jingxuan's face changed, and he said, "Brother Pingbo Dao, have you killed a lot of mallets?" Pingbo Daoren said coldly: "That's natural, they opened their mouths and bit indiscriminately, and my disciples were all injured, can I just let them bite me?" I still want to get out alive." Huang Jingxuan said: "Brother Pingbo Dao, they are also ......" "They are also living beings, aren't they?" But if I don't kill them, I won't be able to live here!"

There were a few fireflies in the thick black fog, and they all came to him after a while, and it was the disciple of Pingbo Dao who sat down. The peachwood swords in their hands were lit up, and their faces were exhausted, and the green robes on their bodies were all tattered and stained with blood. Some wrap their hands, some wrap their shoulders, and some wrap their feet. When they came to the front, they all collapsed to the ground. All of them were wounded, and more than one of them was wounded.

Pingbo Dao said: "Brother Jingxuan Dao, you have also seen my disciples, and they are all injured. When you have brought medicine, take it out and put it on them. He spoke unceremoniously, but Huang Jingxuan was lenient and unimpressed, and said to Liu Xinzhu: "Xinzhu, what kind of medicine did you bring for the disciples of Daoist Pingbo." Liu Xinzhu's face just eased up, and said, "I didn't bring much, I only brought some gentleman's grass for detoxification." As he spoke, he took it out of his bosom and handed it to Du Qingfeng and said, "Senior brother will send it over for me." Du Qingfeng was quite angry, but he still took it, walked to the side of Pingbo Daoren, and handed over the Junzi grass to his disciples.

The disciples of Pingbo Daoren all put the gentleman's grass into their stomachs, and Pingbo Daoren said: "Brother Jingxuan Dao, you still have dry food, share some with us, we haven't had to eat rice grain for a few days." The Lingshan faction heard that he was arrogant, and they didn't put everyone in their eyes, they were all angry, Huang Jingxuan didn't speak, Zhao Haoyang was already angry: "We are gone." Even if there is, why should I share it with you? My disciples under the Lingshan Sect have been burdened by you, and they have also been tortured these days. You have provoked the anger of the poisonous insects who have practiced here for more than 800 years, and we have been groping in the dark for these times, not only are you not the slightest ashamed, but you are so rude, even if my senior brother wants to give it to you, I will also stop you!"

Pingbo Daoren glanced at him and said coldly: "You have clean clothes and shoes, smooth heads and clean faces, if you say no, who can believe it?" Before Zhao Haoyang could speak, Huang Jingxuan had already said: "Senior brother, don't be anxious! Brother Pingbo Dao, we really don't have dry food." Before entering the valley, let's prepare dry food together. The disciples of Lingshan are the same as the disciples of your sect, and they have not cultivated to the level of food and drink, even you and I are still mortal fetuses. So you're gone, and ours is gone. It's better for us to go out early, it's useless to fight more. ”

Pingbo Daoren "snorted", Zhao Haoyang was upright, and wanted to reason with him, but the senior brother stopped his head again, did not reason with him, and was unwilling in his heart, turned to the Lingshan disciple and said, "Let's go!" and took the lead and walked forward. They walked a few steps before there was a rustling sound behind them. Han Yiming looked back, and countless mallets appeared out of nowhere, and they were spread all over the mountains and fields, surrounding the Pingbo Dao people and his group. Pingbo Dao couldn't stop scolding in his mouth, urging his disciples to follow.

He was very cunning, and he rushed up with his disciples, and then inserted himself into the people under the Lingshan Gate. Han Yiming knew that he wanted to hold back the Lingshan Sect and not face these many foreign objects alone. However, the mallet seemed to know that the people under the Lingshan Sect had no enmity with them, and just hit them at their feet and crossed over, and occasionally a few jumped up, but they only jumped towards the disciples of the Pingbo Dao Sect, and did not crash into the disciples of the Lingshan Sect.

The crowd walked towards the clear sky that was close at hand, but they always walked in the shadows, and could not step under the sun. Seeing that the dividing line between light and dark is not far away, there is always a feeling that the end of the world is high and the water is long. Everyone was very tired, and they could see it clearly, but they couldn't get closer, and they couldn't help but stop in surprise.

Huang Jingxuan sighed: "Brother Pingbo Dao, I think you killed too much, and the spirit worm refused to let you go out like this." You'd better turn around and make amends to them, and then move forward. I don't know how many mallets you've killed to keep them going on and on. Pingbo Daoren's face darkened, and he scolded: "Kill! You should kill! Such a monster still wants me to pay for it? I don't think I've killed enough!"

Before he could finish speaking, the sky darkened, and everyone looked around in astonishment. The sky was getting darker and darker, and it was a sunny day not far away, but it disappeared in an instant.

What else have the Pingbodao people done? How will they face this unescaping fog tomorrow? That's all for tomorrow. Thank you for your concern and support.