"Boom~"

Ling Bing's whole body was shocked, something hit her body, and she was away with a touch!

Ling Bing slapped his backhand and slammed out a blue rain of fire, shooting out in the direction that the thing was hit.

"Ah~, stop, it's me!" Suddenly, a woman's voice screamed, and it sounded like Ryuhime's voice!

Ling Bing's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a casual stroke of his hands, the fire rain that shot out suddenly dissipated into the air.

The figure of Long Ji jumped out of the thick white mist. At this time, Long Ji's hair was slightly messy, her chest was slightly undulating, and her eyes were alert and fierce. On her shoulder, stood her companion, the Unicorn Wyvern.

"Long Ji?" Ling Bing raised his eyebrows and asked softly.

"It's me! you're ...... Ling Bing?" Long Ji glared at Ling Bing vigilantly, full of defense!

"Have you also been separated from them?" Ling Bing turned his head slightly, looking at Long Ji in front of him without a trace.

No matter how you look at it, this dragon queen is exactly the same as the dragon queen who came with her, including the one-horned wyvern standing on her shoulder.

But after the little white and black incident just now, Ling Bing already understood that the mysterious creatures in this misty land, what he was best at was copying and imitating. Not only imitate each other's looks, but also imitate each other's thinking.

"Yes, the fog came so fast that I didn't have time to grab the other people's hands! What about you?" Ryuji gently stroked the small hair around her ear and calmed her breathing.

The unicorn wyvern on her shoulder had a red glow in her eyes, and her eyes were burning as she stared at Ling Bing.

"Same. ”

Ling Bing replied succinctly.

She wasn't familiar with the dragon queen, so she couldn't tell from her every move whether the dragon queen in front of her was real or fake. This copying ability of the monster in the mist is really a very terrifying ability. It makes it impossible for anyone to trust their partners with confidence.

Ling Bing carefully looked at Long Ji and her companion beast, the Unicorn Wyvern, with a gleam in her eyes.

The night pupil lay on her back, her hands tightly wrapped around Ling Bing's neck, and she didn't move.

"Then we'd better hold hands and walk together, otherwise it's very likely that we will disappear in a blink of an eye. Ryuji was silent for a moment, then hesitantly stretched out her right hand.

"Yes, it's safer to hold hands!" Ling Bing said very naturally, and at the same time reached out his right hand, naturally holding Long Ji's hand.

A smile appeared on Long Ji's face, and her gorgeous and serious face softened a lot.

At the moment when the two hands were about to touch, blue to white flames instantly appeared on Ling Bing's hands. At the same time, the divine consciousness condensed, and a fierce divine soul stab silently stabbed at the "Dragon Queen" in front of him.

"Ah~"

"Long Ji" suddenly let out a terrible scream, and her entire body immediately half melted into a vague mist. The thick bright white mist condensed and did not disperse, rushing left and right to suddenly want to leave Ling Bing's side and escape into the surrounding fog.

It's a pity that the surrounding space has long been wrapped in Ling Bing's spiritual fire. Since being promoted to the Jindan stage, the original light blue spiritual fire has been blue and white, and its power is much stronger than that of the foundation building stage. Ling Bing felt that the spiritual fire that he had now generated with his spiritual energy seemed to have gradually mutated into a heavenly fire. At least in terms of power, Ling Bing felt that she had already had a fight with the low-level Heavenly Fire she had seen in her previous life.

Now the blue-white sky fire turned into a net, enveloping the bright white fog. The scorching temperature scorched the thick fog, causing it to tumble violently and let out a terrible scream. A thick demonic aura spread uncontrollably.

"Demon?"

Ling Bing's face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted softly!

As soon as the hand moved, the bright white flame suddenly stood still, but the thickness of the fire net deepened a little again.

At this moment, the dense fog around Ling Bing's body surged violently towards Ling Bing's side as if he had been summoned by something. The thick white fog almost turned into a liquid, with a suffocating violence.

Ling Bing's eyes sharpened, his fingers moved, and the blue-white flames suddenly lit up, emitting a scorching heat again, violently scorching the fog in the fire net.

"No !!"

The fog in the net of fire, no, or rather the unknown demon, immediately screamed in a terrible voice.

The white mist that was surging towards Ling Bing suddenly stagnated, and immediately retreated like a tide. Beside Ling Bing, a visible space of about five square meters appeared.

"Stop, don't kill me!"

There was a tender sound in the fog of the fire net, full of trepidation. The voice is very immature, it sounds like a two- or three-year-old doll.

Ling Bing was slightly stunned, his fingers moved, and the fire net froze again.

The fog in the fire net surged for a while, and soon condensed into a human form, which looked like the night pupil on Ling Bing's back, but the size was much smaller.

The night pupil behind Ling Bing suddenly moved, obviously, he reacted a lot to this shrunken self that suddenly appeared.

"Who are you?" Ling Bing's face sank, and he was extremely unhappy with the way he turned into a night pupil.

"I'm fog!" replied in a childish voice.

"Mist Demon?" Ling Bing's eyes moved.

"What is a fog demon? I'm not! I'm fog. ”

Hitomi Koyo blinked, shrunk back a little in fear, trying to stay away from the place where the fire net was.

Ling Bing was stunned for a moment, and said a little incredulously:

"You don't know that you're a demon, aren't you cultivating your self-consciousness from these fogs?"

"Oh, yes, I'm fog, all this fog is my body, I'm fog. But is this a demon?What is a demon?" asked Hitomi in a daze.

Ling Bing looked at this fog demon with strange eyes.

She didn't expect to run into a demon here. The existence of demons is extremely rare, even on the Green Source Continent, it is an extremely rare existence. The appearance of demons is purely a chance of heaven and earth, everything can become a demon, but it is extremely difficult for all things to become a demon. The demon itself is the darling of heaven and earth born from the spirit of heaven and earth in a lifetime.

The strength of the demon is special, and it cannot be completely calculated according to the rank. Demons are born with supernatural powers, and often have some kind of special magical powers. This kind of god can usually ignore the rank, and it is very likely that the opponent will be unguarded.

Condensed into a humanoid fog demon, Ling Bing could see through its rank at a glance. It doesn't seem to have been born with self-consciousness for a long time, and it can only be regarded as a newborn demon. The level is almost equivalent to the appearance of a high-level qi refining among human cultivators.

"You are a demon, a self-conscious being cultivated by the fog. To put it simply, you're a fog demon!" Ling Bing pondered for a moment before answering Xiao Yetong's question.

"Oh, so I'm a fog demon!" the fog demon suddenly realized, but quickly frowned again, "But, why does that human say that I am a thorny multi-star?"