Chapter 168: The Blood Mist That Corrupts Everything

After Zifeng Daoist finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, flipped out Mr. Liu's mobile phone number and dialed it.

"Huh!? Why can't I get through? Zifeng Daoist looked at his phone and said suspiciously.

"Oh~~ It turns out that there is no signal!" Daoist Zifeng saw the signal bar on the corner of the mobile phone, and there was already a big red fork.

"Which of you two is going to run an errand? Go to a place where there is a signal and say hello to Xiao Liu! Daoist Zifeng looked at Zhang Yi and Wang Fan and said.

"I'll go!" Wang Fan volunteered, then turned around and ran away directly, looking at the speed of this run, it really made people doubt whether he would come back.

After Wang Fan left, Daoist Zifeng spoke: "Let's go, let's go and have a look at the layout first!"

When everyone came to the layout, they suddenly smelled a bloody stench, and they didn't need to open their eyes to see a large reddish cloud surging in the iron tree circle in front of them.

Daoist Zifeng endured the bloody smell that rushed to his nose, looked at the surging blood mist and said: "This blood mist is already thick enough to be visible to the naked eye, but fortunately there is that circle of iron trees, otherwise, this blood mist may have already covered the entire Wuxiang!"

Qiu Lao looked at the iron trees around the blood mist and said solemnly: "This iron tree won't last long, and there is not much time left for us."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi looked at the iron tree, and found that several of the iron trees surrounded by the blood mist had begun to decay and wither, and the remaining iron trees were already half-dead, and it seemed that they would only last for another day and a half at most.

Zhang Yi's eyes moved and he wanted to say something, but when he was ventilating, he habitually took a breath through his nose, and was almost overwhelmed by the smell of blood.

Zhang Yi's forehead jumped suddenly, he held his breath directly, took off his backpack and took out a pack of tissues from it, took out a piece and tore it in half, rolled it into two small balls and stuffed it directly into his nostrils.

"Does this blood mist really have such a corrosive effect on Dao weapons and talismans?" After Zhang Yi stuffed his nostrils, he didn't forget to hand out tissues to Qiu Lao and Zifeng Daoist.

After Zifeng Daoist rolled the tissue into a long strip, he stuffed it directly into his nostrils, and said in a sullen voice: "You can go and try it!"

Try it......

After Zhang Yi took out an evil talisman from his backpack, he put the backpack back on his back and strode towards the blood mist.

After coming to the vicinity of the blood mist, Zhang Yi waved his arm and directly threw the evil spirit breaking talisman into the blood mist.

As a result, there was no situation that Zhang Yi expected, the Evil Breaking Talisman was like a stone sinking into the sea, not even a single ripple was stirred, and the moment it came into contact with the blood mist, the Evil Breaking Talisman was directly corroded by the blood mist.

"This ......" Zhang Yi couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw that the evil talisman had been corroded before it even came out.

Zhang Yi still didn't believe it, so he took out a peach wood dagger directly from his backpack and slowly stretched it out towards the blood mist.

As soon as the peach wood dagger came into contact with the blood mist, it made a "hiss" sound, Zhang Yi heard that he hurriedly pulled out the peach wood dagger, only to see that the place where the peach wood dagger came into contact with the blood mist had been corroded black, as if it was a piece of black charcoal, and the time for the peach wood dagger to contact the blood mist was only two or three seconds.

Zhang Yi shook the mahogany dagger gently, and the place where the blood mist rotted into black charcoal fell directly.

"Wipe ...... That's too ruthless, isn't it? Zhang Yi's face was already surprised and turned into a dog's face.

"Huh! Even the sun can't break through this blood mist, do you think these dao weapons can be useful for this blood mist? Except for the black black knife of Ugin, all the Dao weapons in our hands were corroded by this blood mist. Daoist Zifeng said lightly behind Zhang Yi.

Hehe...... Do you think I'll believe that you went to pit Mr. Liu's black knife for this reason!?

Zhang Yi turned around and found that Daoist Zifeng and Old Qiu were already standing behind him at some point.

"Is there any way to break through this blood mist?" Zhang Yi asked.

"No, I can't think of any way to break through this blood mist other than destroying that blood armor corpse." Daoist Zifeng scratched his head fiercely and continued: "Ni Wang Ma's, the layout under those iron trees can't be broken so quickly!"

"Could it be that there is a cult or an evil way that has broken this layout?" Zhang Yi asked such a question.

"It's unlikely, if someone wants to break it, this layout will definitely not hold us up, this blood mist will already cover the entire Wuxiang and kill everyone. No cult church is hot-headed to do this kind of thing, and if it really does this kind of thing, it is no longer that it is unable to get along with the office, but that it is unable to get along with the country. ”

"Then this layout ......" Zhang Yi pointed to the blood mist, and the meaning of the words was self-evident.

Daoist Zifeng sighed, rubbed his eyebrows, and said to Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao, "Let's spread out and take a look around the layout first!" See something suspicious, shout! ”

Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao nodded, looked for directions separately, and looked all the way, and Daoist Zifeng also looked around, and casually found a direction and walked over.

Zhang Yi stopped and looked all the way, and didn't find anything strange at all, just when Zhang Yi thought it was an accident, he suddenly heard a voice in the distance, "Come here, everyone!" ”

The voice is...... Qiu Lao's!

After Zhang Yi heard this sound, he ran quickly and went straight to the source of the sound.

With the blessing of the Eleventh Road, Zhang Yi quickly ran to Qiu Lao's location, only to see that Daoist Zifeng had already arrived here.

After Zhang Yi ran in to take a look, he found that Qiu Lao's face was blue, as if someone owed him millions. And Zifeng Daoist's face was even more terrifying, not only the joints pinched by a pair of fists were white, but also a face was crimson, as if the tissue in his nostrils would be sprayed out in the next second, and he looked very angry.

Zhang Yi turned his head to look at the place where Daoist Zifeng and Qiu Lao were staring, and saw that there was an artificially dug dog hole on the soil waist of the small hill not far away. There are traces of shovels on the four walls of this dog hole, one after another are as neat as fish scales, and there are several holes as big as a baby's fist around the dog hole, and there are several cylindrical clods on the ground, the most conspicuous thing is that there is an iron tree dug out not far from the dog hole.

"Grass! Tufuzi! When Zhang Yi saw this scene, he scolded directly.

After taking a few deep breaths with his mouth, Daoist Zifeng slowly released his clenched fist, suppressed his anger and said: "There are only traces of entering this thief hole, and there are no traces of coming out, it seems that the Tufuzi is probably dead below."

"But with this thief hole, we don't have to find a way to break through those blood mist, we can go down directly from this thief hole and destroy that blood armor corpse!" Daoist Zifeng stared at the thief cave with fierce eyes and continued.