Lin Ying took Mo Yuhan and the others to the city wall, Lin Ying turned around and looked at Mo Yuhan and the others with a complicated face.

Mo Yuhan looked at Lin Ying, did not speak, and still had a red slap print on his face, Lin Ying stepped forward, gently stroked the palm print on his face, and said: "I'm sorry, kid, I really can't do anything now, and it's a helpless move to make this decision, I think you should be able to figure it out." ”

A tear welled up from the corner of Mo Yuhan's eyes, closed his eyes slightly, and sobbed: "Master, you don't have to say it, Yuhan understands everything......"

Lin Ying nodded with satisfaction and said: "You came to this Yuanhe City, it is indeed beyond my expectations, but since you are here, I have nothing to do, and I can't do it now to send you out safely, I can't deal with the poisonous fog of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and the only way now is to escape underground and inhale the poisonous fog as little as possible." ”

As he spoke, Lin Ying slammed his palm on the ground, and a big pit appeared in the clearing, Lin Ying waved his palm to disperse the smoke and dust, and said: "You are divided into a group of ten people, hide in it, if too many people hide together, it is too easy to be discovered, there is no shortage of masters in Yunkun Country." As he spoke, his hands were not slow, and his palms kept swinging out, blasting out more than ten potholes in the open space.

Mo Yuhan and the others separately drilled into the hole, Lin Ying nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to Xiao Ming on the side and said, "Old Xiao, I'm sorry for you." ”

Xiao Ming shook his head, stretched out his right palm, and the light patterns of the magic circle appeared out of thin air, and small dirt bags instantly surged up on the pits on the ground, covering the pits under them. Lin Ying nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew, bringing up a cloud of dust and covering all traces.

Suddenly, the cave where Mo Yuhan was located was poked open, and Mo Yuhan came out and said, "Master, what should you do with Xiao Lao?"

Lin Ying looked at him with a frown, and said in a deep voice: "Go down quickly! The poisonous fog is coming!"

Mo Yuhan looked at Lin Ying, both of them were silent, for a long time, Mo Yuhan looked at the white mist surging above the city, knew that he couldn't waste any more time, took out two small porcelain bottles from the space ring, and said, "Master, there are two Yuan Ling Dan in here, you can take it." As he spoke, he stared at Lin Ying's eyes.

This Yuan Ling Pill can only be made by demons, the quantity is extremely rare, and it can help the user recover a large amount of spiritual power in the time of a cup of tea, even if it is a saint warrior, taking this Yuan Ling Pill can also play a big role, but the Yuan Ling Pill also has a fatal shortcoming, that is, it requires the user to meditate and breathe,

Lin Ying's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, he just took it calmly, as if he had already known everything.

Mo Yuhan also understood something, and silently retracted into the pit and shrank to the side of the corner.

Lin Ying motioned for Xiao Ming to fill the hole in the hole, and then took out one of Mo Yuhan's Yuan Ling Dan for the two of them and handed it to Xiao Ming, saying, "Take this first, since it was given by Yuhan, it is not good to go against his wishes, and it will be just right for Zhu Yancheng to be a little surprised." ”

Xiao Ming nodded, took the Yuan Ling Pill, the two of them were not afraid of the poisonous mist in front of them, this soul devouring mist was no different from the mist in the day for the master, even if they were now depleted of spiritual power, or even meditate, the powerful physical quality of the Battle Saint was not something that this poisonous mist could easily harm.

In Yuanhe City, the commanders and generals of the Apocalypse Army all looked at the white mist in front of them in despair, and every soldier who was swept into the white mist had quietly lost their lives, and they didn't even scream in pain, and it was this strange silence that made everyone in the Apocalypse Army feel extra fear.

Although the Apocalypse Army had already had the will to die, such a strange way of dying was not what they thought.

But the current situation has no room for the Apocalypse Army to have any choice, more and more Apocalypse Army soldiers' lives are withering in this soul-devouring fog, and the rest of the people can only try their best to flee towards the white mist, but the walls of Yuanhe City have an end after all, and the remaining soldiers can only stand desperately by the city gate and wait for the slow arrival of death.

Time passed silently, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was already dark, and the soul devouring fog in Yuanhe City finally slowly faded, and under the bright moonlight, there was silence in Yuanhe City. In the dead and silent Yuanhe City, a large number of Apocalypse soldiers were paralyzed on the side of the city wall and on the ground, and their peaceful appearance seemed to be as if they were asleep.

At this time, on the north wall of Yuanhe City, a row of dozens of figures stood alone at the head of the city.

Lin Ying looked back at the dead silence in the city, his eyes couldn't help but sink, these days the Apocalypse Army has been with him for more than ten years, it can not be said that there is no emotion, now it is so simply gone, and the heart is naturally mixed, and the other commanders and generals are also extremely ugly, the army he has cultivated is not clean in this unknown soul devouring fog, and the few remaining soldiers have no ability to fight.

Under the walls of Yuanhe City, the lights were bright, and the black-robed man looked at the soul-devouring mist scattered in the city, turned his head to Zhu Yancheng and said, "Remember your agreement, if you don't do it, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Zhu Yancheng nodded, in the face of this unknown strength of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect Sect Master, he did not dare to take it lightly, although the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Yun Kun Kingdom are allies now, but he still heard a little about the uncertain character of the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

Zhu Yancheng took a deep breath, the conditions proposed by the sect master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect were a bit of a lion's mouth, but it was not impossible to do, the premise was that the emperor of the Yun Kun Kingdom needed to nod himself.

Looking at the dark Yuanhe City, Zhu Yancheng glanced at the people beside him and said, "Everyone, come with me to kill in! As long as the remaining masters of the Apocalypse Army are all resolved, the Apocalypse Army will be completely destroyed!"

Hearing Zhu Yancheng's words, everyone also ignited their fighting spirit, after all, destroying a terrifying army with their own hands, such an honor is not something that everyone can easily obtain.

Zhu Yancheng's right foot had just stepped on the head of Yuanhe City, and a silver-white spear shadow swept towards him, Zhu Yancheng was excited, and hurriedly flashed to the side, but the owner of the silver-white spear didn't want to stop there, and chased after him.

At the same time, when the people of Yunkun Kingdom stepped in, the dark head of Yuanhe City lit up with the light of a magic array, and one after another terrifying magic instantly made everyone in Yunkun Kingdom stunned.

Zhu Yancheng turned around, looked at Lin Ying, who was full of spiritual power, and shouted in disbelief: "How is it possible! Your spiritual power should have been exhausted! Even if you have the elixir to restore your spiritual power, it is impossible to recover so quickly!"

The corners of Lin Ying's mouth hooked up a smile, and said, "Oh, why is it impossible? Your Yunkun country has great ability, please move the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, can't we have these little tricks in the Yuexi country?"

Zhu Yancheng looked at Lin Ying with a solemn face, not to mention that Lin Ying was equal in strength to him, in fact, he was superior, now the spiritual power in his body had only recovered thirty percent, on the other hand, the spiritual power in Lin Ying's body had probably recovered more than seventy percent now, if he put it together, he would not be able to get the slightest benefit.

Lin Ying squinted his eyes and looked at Zhu Yancheng, of course he knew what Zhu Yancheng was thinking now, so he wouldn't give Zhu Yancheng a chance to maneuver, his feet stomped in the air, and his figure flew towards Zhu Yancheng.

Zhu Yancheng took Lin Ying's blow, his body retreated sharply, and he slowly exhaled a breath, and said, "Lin Ying, although my current spiritual power state can't compare to you, but, hmph, there are other people who can deal with you!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Ying felt a chill coming from behind him, and he tried his best to twist around and kick it, but it happened to kick on the short dagger of the black-robed man who suddenly appeared behind him.

Lin Ying looked coldly at the black-robed man behind him, the sense of oppression given to him by this black-robed man was no less than that of Zhu Yancheng, I am afraid that he is at least a master at the peak of the Battle Saint, not to mention that this black-robed man is a member of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, I am afraid that his kung fu with poison is no less than this skill.

Sure enough, the black-robed man saw that the sneak attack was fruitless, and instantly sprinkled a handful of white powder on Lin Ying, Lin Ying knew the power of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and did not dare to be careless, and waved a wave of spiritual power in his right hand to wrap the white powder in it, and then threw it into the distance.

That spiritual power carried the white smoke powder and directly attacked a war emperor of the Yun Kun Kingdom, only to hear the war emperor scream, and the place where the white smoke powder touched turned into white bones in an instant, and the flesh and blood on it disappeared.

Everyone shuddered and looked at the black-robed man in shock.

Lin Ying snorted coldly: "It is worthy of being a person from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, it is so powerful." ”

The black-robed man smiled solemnly: "Jie Ji, don't worry, General Lin, there will be more powerful ones later." ”

Lin Ying took a deep breath, the Xuanbing Dragon Spear in his hand shone brightly, and the spiritual power in his body did not dare to release it without the slightest reservation, and at the same time he dealt with two masters at the peak of the Battle Saint, even if he was not careful, he would be lost.

Zhu Yancheng and the black-robed man looked at each other, but they were not polite, and attacked Lin Ying together, without sparing the slightest hand.

Lin Ying reluctantly took the blow from the two of them, retreated sharply, and said, "You two are really shameless, two people against one." ”

Zhu Yancheng said with a smile: "How many lives can face? As long as all of you die tonight, the world will not know about it." As he spoke, he held a big knife and slaughtered Lin Ying again, and the spiritual power in his body gathered, and he shouted: "Qingfeng is decided! Ten thousand knives are buried!"

Lin Ying's eyes shrank, and he said damn it, he didn't expect Zhu Yancheng to be so desperate, as soon as he came up, he released his own killing moves, and he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, his spiritual power was condensed on the body of the gun, and he shouted: "Emperor Gun!"

I saw a huge spear shadow appear in the air above Yuanhe City, this time, because of the sufficient spiritual power in Lin Ying's body, the spear shadow also became more condensed and huge, and smashed mercilessly towards Zhu Yancheng and the black-robed man.