Poison Dragon Pool.

After a difficult trek, a group of people who were reduced by half finally found a small piece of land.

It floats like a floating island, floating in the swamp, only a bare piece, and although it is small, it gives great comfort to everyone.

Even Feng Xi'er fell from mid-air, meditated cross-legged, exhaled vitality, and recovered mana.

Zhong Shenxiu opened the water bladder, took a sip, and looked up.

In the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array, there are also changes in the sun and the moon.

At this time, the three rounds of the sun have set, the double moon hangs high, and darkness covers the surroundings.

Around him, most of the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry was killed and wounded, and each of them threw away their armor and ate dry food silently with the Taoist officials.

"Damn, who pulled this leech out for me!"

"I can't pull it out, I have to let the military doctor come! What about military doctors? ”

"Halfway through death, I'm afraid Brother Wang's leg can't be saved...... Damn ......"

Several Xuanjia Iron Riders looked at their injured colleagues with gloomy expressions.

For them, this Black Wind Army's attack on Poison Dragon Pond was a real unwarranted disaster.

It's okay to sweep other tribes before, but on the battlefield, life and death are conceited, and they have long been mentally prepared.

But the invisible enemy of the swamp has a huge blow to the psychology of the soldiers, and it is not impossible to even secretly generate resentment.

'Heavy casualties......'

Zhong Shenxiu sighed secretly when he saw it, at any time, the military doctor is the priority of protection, and now even the military doctor is dead, which shows that it was dangerous and tragic before.

The opponent is not a human, but a disgusting swamp, a poisonous python, and something indescribable.

"We've been walking for so long, and we haven't reached the core of the formation yet, and the Eight Achievements are trapped in an environment like a labyrinth, and in such a harsh environment as a swamp, it's even more troublesome......

Zhong Shenxiu had already gone to the armor, but he just tied it tightly from the waist down, and then let it go at this time, slowly revitalizing the blood.

In this kind of environment, innate martial artists are a little unbearable.

The same is true of the deputy envoys like him.

"Su Jun...... Do you know why you have to attack the Poison Dragon Cave? ”

Beside him, a deputy envoy asked in a low voice.

Zhong Shenxiu recognized that this person's name was Zheng Xun, and the three generations of his ancestors were all Yan and Han immigrants, the old man of Fufeng City, and he had a family tradition of martial arts.

Later, Wu Po was born and devoted himself to the Dadu Protectorate, serving for six years, and was promoted to the deputy envoy of the Nine Grades to behead the evil, which was under the jurisdiction of Feng Xi'er.

Because they are colleagues, everyone knows each other, the kind of friends who drink and meat.

This man's mouth is a little broken, and he likes to inquire about news.

Zhong Shenxiu also listened.

"It is said that ...... This Venerable Poison Dragon has hidden a great treasure. Zheng Xun's eyes lit up: "Among them, the White Emperor and the Red Emperor have countless money, and there are many treasures that can be used by people in cultivation......

"Why did I hear that this person disobeyed the king's law and violated the law of the capital protectorate?" The other interjected.

"How do you understand?"

Zheng Xun rolled his eyes, and the two argued in a low voice.

Zhong Shenxiu looked at this scene, but suddenly felt a little emotional.

'The Duhu Mansion has not delegated the information of the Dragon and Tiger Zhenren, and we here, at most, Feng Xi'er and a few other Qipin know about it...... The rest of the cannon fodder, just know that the order is forbidden, what do you want to do so much? Hey...... I don't know the reason for it, I don't know the enemy when I die, and it's really miserable to be a subordinate. ’

Looking at the two people who flew out of the spittle, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and was ready to rest to the side and play the role of an innate martial artist.

It's a pity that strength doesn't allow it.

Midnight.

Bonfires burn.

Zhong Shenxiu opened his eyes and looked into the depths of darkness, hearing a small rustling sound like a small worm wriggling.

In the barracks, naturally, there were people keeping vigil.

At this time, it was Zheng Xun's turn.

The bonfire, which had become tiny, illuminated a warm field of bright yellow.

In the warm light, there were suddenly a few more long white stripes.

Burst!

This long white piece is just a white line when it looks vertically, and Zheng Xun, who is on vigil, just rubbed his eyes, and it came to the front and stabbed it.

Zheng Xun's words that were about to be said were forcibly blocked in his neck, and his upper body and lower body were separated, revealing an extremely smooth and flat wound, and blood flowed from his internal organs.

Hee-hee!

Ha ha!

In the darkness all around, suddenly there was the sound of a child's banter.

"Enemy attack!"

After the Night's Watch had been killed and wounded, someone finally shouted out.

The white pieces were no longer concealed, showing the front, and the Xuanjia Iron Riders realized that they were child-sized paper figures, only as thin as a piece of paper, and their cheeks were painted with blush.

At this time, it is surrounded from all sides.

If they walk vertically, they are indeed only as thin as a line, and when they move their hands and feet, they are extremely sharp, and they can cut iron armor, which is an extremely powerful evil art.

"Uh, where is the demon doing it?!"

Seeing the death and injury of his colleagues, a Xuanjia Iron Rider was red-eyed, and seemed to be depressed by the swamp of the day, at this time, the blood surged, shouted angrily, rushed over, and drew his knife to slash at a paper man.

He was thick and thin, and in mid-air, he opened a waist pouch and spilled a puddle of fishy black dog blood.

The man still looked dissatisfied, and bit the tip of his tongue again, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The blood on the tip of the tongue and the blood of the black dog are all well-known evil things, and before the army opened this time, I knew that I was going to deal with the demons, so I specially prepared it.

The paper man had two maiden buns, and there were only very simple lines on his face, which looked like it should be a girl, and let out a shrill laugh, and was splashed head-on by the black dog's blood.

Immediately, in the horrified gaze of this Xuanjia Iron Pawn, whether it was the smelly black dog blood or the hot blood on the tip of the tongue, it fell on this paper man, as if water droplets fell on the lotus leaf, rolling and sliding down, and it was not stained at all!

With a wave of the little girl's right hand, the thin arm of the cicada's wings slashed through the steel sword, cutting through the armor of the Iron Pawn and splitting his shoulders along with his neck.

"The art of cutting paper into soldiers!"

"Yang Gang Method!"

Feng Xi'er shouted: "You guys retreat quickly!" ”

Ordinary Yin Evil Spells, there are still many restraints, but when it reaches the level of Yang Gang Spell, they are rarely balanced by ordinary laws.

To deal with such spells, you can only use more clever mana and more mysterious Dao techniques to resolve them!

Feng Xi'er snorted softly, and eight willow leaf flying knives flew out one after another, piercing the paper children.

A boy raised his hands and tried to cut Zhong Shenxiu, but a willow leaf flying knife rushed through his head, and a small hole was broken in his forehead, and an indescribable scream came out from it, and the whole paper figure spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into ashes.

"Woo!"

Seeing Feng Xi'er's prestige, these paper figures retreated like bullied children and let out a cry.

Croak! Croak!

In the sky, there was a terrible crow cry.

In the sound of flapping wings, crows made of paper hovered in the air, croaking and croaking, bringing a strange and ominous atmosphere.

'It's the old crow...... He should have taken refuge in the White Bone Scholar in order to break through the supernatural powers......

When Zhong Shenxiu saw this scene, he sighed silently in his heart: "He came to break into the battle, probably because of the instructions of the White Bone Scholar...... This gang of casual cultivators has already entered?! ”