"Master, I'm on!" Xiaoice couldn't wait to jump out of Mu Xici's embrace and change back to his original figure.

The unicorn with a head like a lion and an elk and blue scales is particularly eye-catching in this ancient forest. Xiaoice's current cultivation is equivalent to a third-order spirit beast in the middle stage of foundation building. If you show it to others, you must be envious.

Looking at Xiaoice, who was half a person tall with her, Mu Xici opened his mouth with complicated eyes: "Wait for me to consolidate the rune formation again." ”

Saying that, she stroked Xiaoice's head, carefully filled the talisman in the previous position, and then rushed towards the mist in a flash.

"Master?!"

Mu Xici was still not worried about Xiaoice after all, and used himself as bait to directly crash into the mist.

According to Zhou Xianyun's statement, the fog is clearly useless and invulnerable. But Bai Qi and they only used their swords to break through the fog together.

Zhou Xianyun can't deceive people, so Bai Qi must have used some special method, but he didn't tell them about these bystanders.

This is a bit intriguing.

There are two kinds of hidden purposes. The first is that you don't want other people to know, and the second is that you don't want some people to know. If it's the first one, it's a little too petty. At the moment of life and death, there is still a hand left, and no one else will be happy.

But if it's the second one, that's a big deal.

Mu Xici faintly felt that it was the second possibility. But the current situation is useless for her to figure out the cause and effect, she can only try. Look for ways to win.

No matter what weird it is, she can try it. This is something that other disciples may not be able to do. But the methods she uses are different from those used by other disciples, she is not a person who can only do magic, she is best at Fu Seal.

After being locked up in the ruins for so long, there was nothing else, more than a pile of sigils she drew when she was bored.

She used it as a medium to arrange the talismans in her hand in turn. Those talisman seals obediently flew out of Mu Xici's hand, from one to two, and then to four, and this time was multiplied. It spun and rattled around her.

Xiaoice was stunned for a while before reacting. In its opinion. The owner in front of him was almost wrapped in a ball of paper composed of white pieces of paper. The hind paws slammed into the ground, and the little guy pounced into the formation like an arrow.

The fox fairy said that no matter what, the first priority must be to protect the master!

In other words, what does it mean to be a 'priority'?

Confused Xiaoice. Just rushed into the formation in such ignorance.

At this point, the fog is splitting in two. Slowly move from both sides towards the target package that hits you.

"Go!"

Mu Xici snorted softly. There is no book in the hand. The talisman seals that surrounded her flew out three in a row, although there was only a thin inch of white talisman seals, but it was like a thousand jun. Each showed its might and smashed towards the fog that spread and surrounded on both sides.

The rows of talismans are like snow and blue, and there are no books to sit down, and they exert more powerful power, beating the mist backwards again and again. At one point, I even wanted to merge again.

As the news said, this mist is not afraid of thunder and fire, and neither the pure Earth Fire Talisman nor the Thunderbolt Talisman will work. They could only hold the fog in tow for the time being, blocking its progress.

But there was such a talisman, but the mist had to be forcibly dissolved, just to avoid being hit by this talisman. Although the fog dispersed, such a small movement was inconspicuous, and for ordinary monks, it might have passed.

But Mu Xici spent two more years suppressing his cultivation in order to understand the exercises, and he didn't cultivate in vain. Her eyes lit up, and with a wave of her hand, she put the many talismans back into the Qiankun bag.

In this gap, Xiaoice had already reached one of the fogs with all four paws.

Mu Xici took a few specially made talismans in his hand and pushed them in the direction of Xiaoice. The fire whip on his wrist did not disperse, and several talismans had been sent into the mist between the lightning and flint.

After touching the mist, the talisman suddenly turned into a golden light, and dense Sanskrit words faintly appeared on the light. The Sanskrit words jumped out one by one, smashing through the mist and branding tiny sigils one after another.

Those runes cooperated with Xiaoice, and soon tossed the two pieces of mist through a thousand holes. In just a moment, the battle ended with a loud burp from Xiaoice.

Shaking the remaining spirit runes in his hand, Mu Xici finally found the crux of the problem.

The formation of listening to the frost cloth is not an ordinary bondage formation, but a formation with a Buddha seal. No wonder she looked back and forth a few times without seeing a clue.

In fact, the talisman with the Buddha seal on her hand was not made by her. This talisman was originally sealed by Master Xiaobei in the book, Mu Xici just thought it was a little interesting, and he couldn't figure it out, so he copied more than a dozen more talismans, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at the critical moment.

There are not many things that can be effective and defeat the enemy, and the answer is simply imminent.

Xiaoice on the other side looked a little strange after swallowing the gray mist, and kept choking on the smoke, struggling for a while and then returning to the puppy's touch. Mu Xici was worried, so he left the fog behind and focused on taking care of the little guy.

Fortunately, after Xiaoice lay flat for a while, he didn't spit out the fog again. Little by little, its little head seemed to be asleep.

Sweeping Xiaoice's body with his divine sense, Mu Xici finally breathed a sigh of relief. Xiaoice really just fell asleep.

After coming up with the method, Mu Xici was not as anxious as before. She sacrificed the talisman and patiently began to copy the talisman. She doesn't know anything about Sanskrit in Buddhism, but throwing talismans is her specialty.

In almost half an hour, Mu Xi had saved up the talisman seal, and Xiaoice also woke up. After waking up, Xiaoice looked extremely alive, clamoring to continue eating the gray thing.

Thinking back to the rules of the game that the 'Demon Lord' said, either be devoured by the 'Little Ash' or destroy the 'Little Ash'. She is now fighting with Xiaoice, and it is not good for her to stay with everyone. It is better to practice alone to cut off the mist that has not yet formed, which is also a feasible method.

It's much stronger than the fog that gathers in the middle of the foundation at the end.

took out the map that He Juan had bought for thirty spars, and Mu Xici followed the direction and started a guerrilla warfare that specially cut off the fog during the Qi training period.

What Mu Xici never expected was that during the time she was gone, earth-shaking changes had taken place in the station.

This change is not the situation, but more people's hearts.

The evil qi that is on the surface of each other with the sub-void realm has been hovering at the feet of everyone. From the initial discomfort to the later habitualization, everyone has forgotten the role of evil qi and almost ignored its existence.

They had obviously forgotten that it was not an overnight thing for the disciples of the Spirit Heart Pavilion to be controlled.

As the Imperial Sword Pavilion figured out how to break through those gray mist, and the key to it was thanks to the blessing of the Listening Frost formation, everyone looked to the Imperial Sword Pavilion.

Everyone was divided into three groups, a group of disciples who were still seriously injured were mainly responsible for keeping an eye everywhere, and a group of disciples with combat effectiveness were destroying the mist in the formation of listening to frost. And the last and most important group of people, mainly the most outstanding disciples of each sect, were specially used to clear the fog that could not be eliminated for the time being.

After all, listening to the frost array requires the consumption of spiritual energy, and cooperating with everyone is extremely depleting of divine consciousness. Due to the dense aura of aura, the fog that was closer to the station gradually increased, and naturally there was no way to eliminate them one by one, similar to Xu Mei, Zhou Xianyun, Bai Qi and others were responsible for leading away the excess one by one.

The actions of the people were carried out in an orderly manner, and it seemed to be quite effective, and the morale was constantly rising.

But the guilt and conscience of those disciples when they were using the disciples of the Spirit Heart Pavilion as bait to destroy the fog were also slowly being consumed, and they were even red-eyed by the continuous killings.

The disciples who were in charge of the sword confrontation did not notice that the evil qi under their feet was entwining them in wisps. What's more, they are already addicted to it and can't extricate themselves.

At noon on the tenth day, where the division of labor was clear.

The sunlight in the secret realm did not penetrate the sub-void realm and shine into this gray and chaotic realm. But everyone's mood was relaxed and happy, and it had been two days since the gray fog appeared.

From the beginning of the constant vigilance, like a tense spinning top, one group of disciples fell and then replaced by another group of disciples. These two days were calm and very leisurely. Most people take advantage of this rare time to rest and meditate, and look at the gray chaos above their heads and feel that the sky is good.

But just when everyone relaxed their vigilance, one of the Shuiyun Pavilion disciples in charge of guarding suddenly discovered a cloud of mist, and there were actually as many as six faces on it.

This unprecedented fog frightened the disciple to death, and in a panic, she rushed all the way into the crowd.

After standing still, her face was already pale and her steps were vain. After a long pause, when the disciple could speak, everyone saw the extraordinary mist.

Xu Mei comforted the disciple with a pale face, and Su Yan, who was as proud as such, also persuaded from the side. Bai Qi immediately discussed countermeasures with Zhou Xianyun.

In front of them, in addition to the new fog, there was a huge problem. That is, those Spirit Heart Pavilion disciples who were controlled by evil qi as bait were no longer there.

Originally, there were only twenty people in each faction, and the remaining dozen or so people in the Spirit Heart Pavilion would have one less person with each gray mist in the past few days.

After losing almost all of the Spirit Heart Pavilion disciples one after another, everyone remembered a question in panic.

Now that the gray fog is here, who should be used as bait?

There were two people standing in the open space at a distance from everyone at this time, one holding a long knife with a blank face, and the other holding a long sword with a cold face.

The one holding the long sword in his hand is white, and the one holding the long sword is of course Zhou Xianyun. These two people are rare people in this group of people who understand.

Speaking of which, the relationship between Zhou Xianyun and Bai Qi has always been not far away, if it weren't for the fact that he had to get together from time to time to discuss what to do next, he wouldn't want to speak. (To be continued.) )

PS: I went out today and came back late, so I finally crawled to update before I hung up.