The black shadow moved forward slowly, landing silently, but suddenly the sky and the earth became cold.

Qi Hufei felt a chill when he was far away.

It's not the kind of cold that the temperature drops, but it's cold, like the damp dirt on a mass grave on a summer night.

Qi Feifei knew that this thing was continuously sucking up the yin qi from the depths of the earth.

Its strength depends on the concentration of the black mist condensed on its body.

As the condensed black fog grows, it gets stronger and stronger.

He must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Qi Hufei did not hesitate, the imperial envoy Chengying Sword, the human sword was one, and rushed towards the black shadow.

The Shadow Sword pierced the heart of the Shadow Man.

Even with the sharpness of the Chengying Sword, Qi Feifei felt a dignified blocking force, as if it had pierced into the viscous glue.

"It's a terrible night!"

He had already prepared, and at the same time as the Chengying Sword pierced, he recited the incantation.

With the power of the spell, the Shadow Sword broke through the black mist, bringing with it a puff of green smoke and an unpleasant pungent smell.

A crack appeared in the Mistman's chest that had been cut open by the Shadow Bearer's sword.

The light behind it shone through this gap, like white paint on thick black ink, white silk scarves falling from hell.

Mist Shadow didn't seem to expect Qi Feifei to have an invisible sword in his hand.

The sharpness of this sword not only broke through this thick demonic mist, but also made the mist in the wound unable to condense for a while.

Taking advantage of the black shadow's stunned effort, Qi Hufei stabbed out a sword again.

The stabbing of the heart just now did not cause fundamental damage to the fog shadow, so this sword rushed towards the forehead of the black shadow.

Although this thing is not an entity, there must always be a place on its body that resembles a brain or heart, otherwise it will not be conscious.

"It's a terrible night!"

The Shadow Sword stabbed into the Black Shadow again, breaking open its head.

However, the Misty Shadow didn't have a brain, and the sword still didn't do much damage to him, and stabbing it in the brain was no different from stabbing it in the rest of his body.

Just as Qi Hufei ventured to stab this sword, the Fog Shadow had already launched a counterattack.

A cloud of black mist erupted from its chest, striking Qi Fei like a fist.

Qi Hufei had already prepared, and when the second sword stabbed out, he had already made the Yiding sword retreat quickly.

But he still underestimated the Shadow Man.

In addition to the fog shadow on his chest, many black threads appeared on the ground, silently wrapping around Qi Yufei's legs, dragging him.

Qi Feifei didn't have time to swing his sword to cut off those black silks.

And at this moment, a shadow suddenly flew into the space between him and the Fog Shadow Man at an extremely fast speed, blocking the punch of the black mist.

At the same time, a golden light flew in, cutting off the black silk under his feet, and at the same time wrapping him in a swift retreat.

Qi Feifei saw the colorful old yellow dog, covered in golden wings as thin as cicada wings, floating in the void between him and the Fog Shadow Man.

The black mist of that punch was crushed by the old dog's claws.

The Shadow Man hissed, I don't know if it was a cry or something.

"Hiss~~ It's you again!"

"Wang!"

"Last time, I went up the mountain and took advantage of you, this time, I want to see if you are a dog or a dragon?"

The black mist rolled and flowed out of its body, surging in all directions like a tide, and soon surrounded the old yellow dog.

……

Qi Hufei's body was pulled by something and flew out upside down.

With a bang, his back hit the soft object and unloaded his strength.

When he looked back, he found himself in the arms of the widow.

The golden light on her body spread out and fell into the hands of the widow king, turning into a slender golden shuttle.

There was also a long silk thread attached to the shuttle, which quickly retracted and wound around the golden shuttle.

Qi Feifei didn't know what kind of magic weapon this golden shuttle was, but he could recognize the silk thread, which was the heavenly spider silk.

It seems that the master gave him so much, and he didn't use it to sew clothes.

He couldn't help but feel ashamed, everyone had refined spider silk into magic weapons, only himself, he didn't use the good resources, and he had been dreaming of earning 100,000 a year by selling spider silk.

While he was there thinking wildly, the widow pushed him and pushed him away from her bosom, saying:

"Don't worry about Wangcai, he can handle it, you go and help Ao Ba."

At the moment, they are surrounded by wolves.

The green wolf was also looking this way, as if he was considering whether to help the black shadow deal with the old yellow dog, or kill Ao Ba first.

Qi Hufei knew that Widow Wang was right, Ao Ba was surrounded by wolves, and his physical strength was too much overdrawn, although he was undefeated now, he would definitely not last long if he continued like this.

If he triggers the power of the White Dragon Pill in his body again and goes berserk, there will definitely be something wrong with his body.

But looking at the figure conjured up by the thick black fog in the distance, he was worried about the old yellow dog again.

For now, the only ones who can inflict substantial damage on the black mist are the Shadow Sword and his Evening Spell.

Coupled with the green wolf, the old yellow dog is also dangerous.

And the widow Wang was behind him, and she was also in danger, and Qi Hufei wanted to protect her.

Just in the middle of a dilemma, the green wolf finally pounced.

Qi Hufei was about to make a move, when he suddenly heard the widow Wang's scream, the golden shuttle in his hand turned into a golden light, and at the same time he took out a scroll of painting and threw it out.

The golden light went straight to the door of the green wolf.

The green wolf stretched out his front paws and flicked it slightly, and the golden shuttle was pushed away by it, and a golden silk thread bent almost ninety degrees with the golden shuttle.

The scroll also came to the green wolf.

The green wolf thought it was a sword or something, so he repeated the trick and stretched out his claws to dial it.

The scroll suddenly unfolded and became a scroll, and there was nothing on the picture, it was empty.

The picture scroll opened wide in the wind, and the green wolf couldn't avoid it and hit it headlong.

The scroll was not shattered by him, but the green wolf disappeared out of thin air.

In the originally blank painting, there was an extra wolf.

Qi Feifei was almost stunned.

, is this the legendary dimensionality reduction strike?

At this time, the golden light that had just been pushed away by the green wolf pierced into the body of a gray wolf next to him, passed through, and then pierced into the body of another wolf.

There was also a thin golden thread behind the golden light, which passed behind a dozen wolves in a row, suddenly turned back, and pierced back from the bodies of these dozen wolves, and then rose from the ground and flew into the sky.

The dozen or so wolves were hoisted up by the golden thread behind the golden light.

The body of the widow Wang also floated, and with a wave of her hand, she summoned Jin Suo back into her hand, and shouted to Qi Feifei:

"What are you doing stupidly, go and help Ao Ba!"

Qi Hufei is only a fierce spirit, raising his sword to kill like a pack of wolves.

The widow retracted the thread and wound it around the needle.

The gray wolves fell from the sky and fell to the ground, all dead.

The widow shook her hand, and the shuttle needle in her hand turned into a slender and long sword.

She danced her little sword, fluttering like a fairy, and killed the wolves with Qi Hufei.

The painting still unfolds in mid-air, and a lone green wolf runs endlessly in a world where there is nothing, roaring and roaring, but its voice is not heard outside the painting.

The green wolf may have understood something, and stopped, clutching at the picture as if to scratch the paper.

The scroll spread out in the air vibrates in the wind, and as the young wolf struggles in the painting, it seems to be in danger of breaking again.

The widow floated up and stood in mid-air, the sword in her hand turned back into a golden shuttle, and flew out as a golden light.

She pinched the trick and recited the incantation, and the golden light suddenly stopped in the air, revealing the appearance of a golden shuttle.

The golden shuttle was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight ......, becoming thinner and thinner, and finally turned into eight or six hundred and sixty-four golden needles, carrying sixty-four silk threads, and went straight to the picture scroll.

Sixty-four golden needles pass through the picture and fly back again, interspersed left and right, staggered weaving, leaving silk threads on the picture.

Soon, the golden needle embroidered a group hunting picture on the picture.

First, there was a big trap, let the green wolf fall into it, and then many hunters embroidered on the edge of the trap, stretched out their bows and arrows, and shot the green wolf into a hedgehog.

After the death of the green wolf, the widow of the king cried out: "Take! ”

The golden needles flew back and forth on the canvas, retracting the threads the same way they came.

The group hunting picture on the screen slowly disappeared, and even the corpse of the green wolf was gone, and it became a blank picture again.

The scroll was closed and returned to the widow.

The widow held the scroll in her left hand and the golden sword in her right hand, standing in the air, floating like a fairy.