From the moment that Uncle Chen took out the Soul Chasing Mouse, Ling Bing had an extremely bad feeling.

Although she had never seen a soul chaser rat, and she didn't know what special abilities this mouse had, she was originally from the Beast Control Sect, and she had heard a lot and seen a lot of spirit beasts with special abilities since she was a child, and she never dared to underestimate any kind of beast.

This Uncle Chen dared to take out this little mouse at this time, naturally he was sure that this little mouse had some special ability, but he was afraid that the little fog would be dangerous.

Sure enough, as soon as the little mouse pointed out the direction, that Uncle Chen's eyes immediately lit up.

"The people are still here!" Uncle Chen whispered to the other seven people.

Still here?

The seven people, including the young man Junyi, immediately perked up, and their bodies were fluttering, and they were already forming a fan shape with Uncle Chen as the center.

"Squeak squeak~"

The mouse's whiskers trembled slightly, and the little pointed beak kept shaking in that direction, and the voice became more and more rapid.

At this moment, suddenly, a thick fog rose into the sky, instantly drowning eight people.

"Squeak squeak~"

"Woo~"

In the thick fog, in a series of sharp cries of the soul chasing rats, a violent collision sound suddenly came.

Ling Bing's heart throbbed, and without thinking, his figure flashed, grabbed the injured fog demon, and disappeared again.

"Where to go?"

Senior Uncle Chen let out a loud shout, and a dazzling golden sword shadow slammed towards Ling Bing's suddenly appearing figure.

"Poof~"

Ling Bing, who had just appeared in the creation space with the fog demon, had not even had time to say a word, and his entire body suddenly burst open and scattered invisible.

"Master~"

Seeing this, the fog demon suddenly burst into fear, his mind went blank, and he couldn't help but scream bitterly.

The master exploded? It exploded right in front of him! The master died! The master died to save him!

The fog demon's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and a terrifying and violent aura suddenly poured out of his body.

Those people killed their masters, and he was going to kill them!

The blood-red eyes of the fog demon could not think of anything else in his mind, and there was only one thought left.

If the master is gone, there is no need for this world to exist.

The fog demon was full of anger, and the momentum on his entire body continued to rise, and as soon as he shook his hand, he wanted to leave the creation planet and fight against those hateful invaders.

Who knows, at this moment, a weak female voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Ahem~, I'm ...... I'm here!"

The voice was Ling Bing's, but there was obvious weakness in it.

"Uh~"

The voice of the fog demon stopped abruptly, and he followed the sound in a daze. I saw that where Ling Bing had disappeared, an identical Ling Bing soon appeared.

"Master, you ...... Are you alright?"

Seeing Ling Bing in front of him, the fog demon couldn't react a little, and asked in a daze.

"I'm fine! don't worry!" Ling Bing forced back the throbbing head, pulled the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile.

Fortunately, she went out as a clone, and after receiving a big move from Uncle Chen, it was also a clone that exploded, if it was the main body that just went out, I am afraid that now she will no longer be able to stand in front of the fog demon.

However, even if it was just a Yuan Shen clone that exploded, Ling Bing would not feel good. Originally, because of the use of the "Soul Gathering Thorn", about one-third of the Divine Soul energy was consumed, and now another Yuan Shen clone had exploded, and Ling Bing's current Divine Soul power had bottomed out at once, and the entire Divine Soul Power was less than one-third of the usual one-third. Her head was in terrible pain now, as if someone was poking her brain with tens of thousands of steel needles. The whole body was sore and weak, and there was a kind of exhaustion from her bones that made her want to collapse to the ground and sleep happily regardless of it.

Ling Bing knew that this was because of the sequelae of the huge consumption of divine soul power. She was in dire need of rest now, and with less than one-third of her current Divine Soul power, she couldn't fight at all.

"Master, you're fine!" The blood red in the fog demon's eyes quickly dissipated, and his eyes returned to their original clarity again.

He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Ling Bing, carefully checking her for injuries.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!It's just that the consumption of the soul is a bit large, just rest and rest!" Ling Bing comforted him and patted his hand gently.

"Then you go and rest!" said the fog demon hurriedly.

Ling Bing smiled bitterly.

She also wanted to rest, but the cultivators of the Fengyun Continent were outside, how could she rest in peace?

"Huh~, I didn't expect the strength of these left-behind personnel to be so strong, and there is still a distraction period! This time we miscalculated! Now, the situation is a bit tricky!" Ling Bing swiped his hands, and a pair of water mirrors appeared between his eyes. The picture shown was none other than the eight cultivators headed by Uncle Chen.

At this time, Uncle Chen had gathered everyone trapped in the fog around him. Inside the transparent shield, none of the other seven people were injured, except for their hair and clothes that were a little messy.

There is no formation controlled by the fog demon, except for being able to temporarily trap a few people for a while, the attack power is not enough. Even if he is sleepy, he can only be trapped for a while, and with that Uncle Chen here, it is only a matter of time before he breaks out of the formation.

"It's all to blame on that Li Yifan! If he hadn't released that 'distress talisman', he wouldn't have attracted so many people at once! "No, I can't let them break out of the formation so easily, I have to go out and make some trouble for them! Master, let me out! I want to control the formation! Hmph, even if I can't kill them, I have to toss them and make them suffer more!"

The fog demon said, staring at Ling Bing with blank eyes, wanting her to let him out.

"No, don't go!" Ling Bing sighed slightly. "The opportunity has been lost, even if we barely get out now, it won't have much effect on them except for adding our own danger! With that distraction period, we can't move them! In addition, their guinea pig is also a trouble, it has remembered your divine soul aura, I am afraid that as soon as you appear, that guinea pig will immediately find out about your existence!"

The fog demon bit his lip hatefully, but knew that Ling Bing was telling the truth. With the current strength of him and his master, if he goes head-to-head with them, he and his master can only suffer.

However, let him just watch these guys jump happily in front of his eyes, but he was full of unwillingness. This is his blue star, the blue star of him and his master, not the confinement of these alien monkeys. He must find a way to get rid of these people, or simply destroy them.

Thinking of this, the fog demon finally calmed down, supported his cheek with one hand, and began to think carefully.

His mind quickly integrated the basic situation of the present, carefully analyzed every detail, and quickly analyzed the various conditions that could be used. Although the overall strength of these people was much higher than that of him and his master, he did not feel that they were invincible. He has always felt that there is no invincible enemy in this world, only that there is no right way.

Like the two envoys of the storm, aren't they also distracted, and don't they die under the scheming of him and their master?

There are also those nearly two hundred Fengyun cultivators who have been tricked into the insect demon realm, most of them are not under him and his master, and they are not the same as falling into the insect demon realm, and there will be no turning back?

Therefore, he has solved the nearly 200 Fengyun cultivators, are you still afraid that you can't solve these eight guys?

Thinking of this, the fog demon's heart was even more determined. The brain is working with all its might, and it is exhausting itself to seek countermeasures.

Seeing the contemplative appearance of the fog demon, Ling Bing knew that he was thinking about countermeasures, so he didn't bother him, he melted into the void by himself, and came to the ginseng fruit tree in a blink of an eye.