Wang Teng closed his eyes, absorbing the insights about the shadowless steps that kept popping up in his mind.

Soon, he absorbed these perceptions, which was suitable for the physical state after the improvement of the shadowless step.

He came to the thirty-six corpses of the Yaksha and crouched down and groped for a while.

After a while, a small black flag was found from the corpse, with mysterious runes on it.

Wang Teng took a closer look, and he couldn't understand those mysterious runes.

But there are two words he understands, and that is 'Xuanyin'.

"Xuanyin Banner?"

Wang Teng took this small black flag and waved it in the air, but found that it had no effect.

Even if it was injected with the internal qi of the Changchun Yin Evil Gong, the Xuanyin Banner did not change.

He put the little black flag in his arms, and since he didn't understand what it did, he didn't need to pay attention to it for the time being.

Then, his body swept out quickly.

Whew!

With the shadowless step, Wang Teng's speed is extremely fast.

Originally, one breath could sweep 100 meters, but now it is almost 130 meters per breath.

After a while, he arrived in front of the ancient village shrouded in black fog.

The village was incredibly quiet, the streets were empty, and no one lived.

It's sunny outside, but the village is shrouded in a black fog, and at first glance you know it's an ominous place.

However, Wang Teng's current identity is Yaksha Thirty-Six, and he swaggered into the ancient village.

As soon as he stepped into the ancient village, Wang Teng seemed to have passed through an invisible barrier, and the ancient village was extremely quiet from the outside, but after entering the ancient village, a cold wind suddenly blew in the village.

And someone whispered in the ear with a strange voice.

Wang Teng looked back and saw that the intersection of the ancient village had disappeared, shrouded in a thick black fog.

He looked at the black fog up close, and it was not at all the same as ordinary fog.

Ordinary fog is formed by the condensation of water vapor, but this black fog is more like a haze, cold and heavy.

Soon, the entire ancient village was filled with this black fog, and all around him were gray, and his vision and hearing were severely restricted, as if he had entered a world where his vision and hearing were completely isolated.

Even, he couldn't see his five fingers clearly.

Even if he injected his inner qi into his eyes, he couldn't see through the black fog to see the scene around him.

And in this black mist, there is an extremely rich yin qi, which constantly erodes his body.

Although with the protection of the body protection qi, these yin qi could not invade his body, but it was not a way to deal with the passive state all the time.

At this time, Wang Teng noticed that the small flag that was taken into his arms exuded a faint light.

He took out the small black flag and waved it in the air a few times.

This small Xuanyin flag exuded a mysterious power, causing the surrounding black fog to slowly disperse.

However, the black mist only dispersed a small area, and he could only see the distance less than half a meter from his body.

Wang Teng tried to inject the internal qi of Changchun Yin Sha Gong into the Xuanyin small banner.

And then waving this little flag.

Sure enough, the black fog around him began to disperse actively, revealing a road.

Wang Teng walked slowly along this road.

In a few moments, he came to an eerie old mansion.

This ancient village is full of black fog and haze, and this ancient house is an exception.

The door of the ancient mansion was open, and Wang Teng could see a black figure sitting in the middle of the lobby of the ancient mansion.

The black figure also wore a Yaksha mask on its head.

"Thirty-six, are you back? This is how things have been done, have you introduced the Jianghe Gang Protector into the village?"

The black figure spoke, and a deep voice came slowly.

Wang Teng didn't speak, slowly walked into the ancient mansion, and walked towards the black figure.

In terms of dress, Wang Teng and Yasha Thirty-six have not changed much, and the internal qi revealed is also the internal qi of Changchun Yin Sha Gong, with a cold aura, so the black figure did not recognize him as a pretend.

But once you start talking, it's naturally exposed.

He didn't know what the sound of Yaksha Thirty-Six was like, and he couldn't imitate it.

So Wang Teng directly chose to shut up and slowly walked towards the black shadow.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?"

The deep voice of the black-robed figure in the ancient mansion sounded again.

Wang Teng still didn't answer.

"Thirty-six?"

The black-robed figure seemed to sense that something was wrong, and stood up suddenly.

But at this moment, Wang Teng swept out in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast.

Before the black-robed figure could react, he was strangled by a big golden hand.

His face changed drastically, and he wanted to speak, but his throat was choked tightly, and he spit out word by word with great difficulty: "You... Be... What the.... People?"

What kind of cultivation is this from the other party.

Having reached the sixfold peak of internal qi, he actually did not have the slightest power to resist in front of the other party.

was caught between the backhands, and he didn't even see the opponent's movements clearly.

The black-robed man hurriedly had to use his internal qi to contend with it.

But the next moment, his abdominal dantian was bombarded.

A domineering internal qi rushed into his body, completely destroying his dantian.

In an instant, the aura of the black-robed figure weakened rapidly, the internal qi dissipated, and the cultivation of his body turned into nothing.

After abolishing the cultivation of the black-robed man, Wang Teng took off his mask.

Under the mask was a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, who gradually let go of his hand and threw him to the ground.

"Ahh

The sallow-faced middle-aged man covered his lower abdomen and let out an extremely painful moan.

His entire body was tired, his facial features contorted from the intense pain.

Wang Teng found a long bench full of dust and blew the dust away with one palm.

He sat on the bench, crossed Erlang's legs and said lightly: "If you don't want to suffer, just tell me honestly, what are your secret plans in Lanjiang City?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just passing through here and resting here. ”

The sallow middle-aged man's voice revealed the color of pain.

"Who are you fooling, your accomplice was attacking me outside just now, and now you told me that you were passing by here to rest, you treat me as an idiot, and you want to fool me by for such a lame reason?"

Wang Teng sneered.

"I'm giving you a chance, what are your plans for the demons of the Yaksha Hall in Blue River City?"

"I think you're mistaken, I'm really passing through here, and I'm not a Yaksha demon, but I just like the Yaksha pattern, so I bought a mask and wore it for fun. ”

The sallow-faced middle-aged man denied it.

"It seems that if you don't suffer a little pain, you won't cooperate obediently. ”

Wang Teng stood up, took the long bench behind him in his hand, and smashed it directly at the sallow middle-aged man.