Qin Yuanfeng took Qin Ming and the others, facing the murderous aura of stalactites like purple branches, and was completely powerless to resist.

Seeing the people around him dying one by one, Qin Yuanfeng was in a hurry.

But he couldn't cope with it himself, and he watched a thick purple stalactite turn into a pillar of heaven and come towards him.

When he was about to die, I don't know why, with a bang, the stalactite pillar turned into pieces and turned into stalactites again, sprinkled on the top of his head, making him feel that the heavenly spirit cover was cold for a while, and everything in front of him was like a mirror flower and water moon, and disappeared in an instant.

"What's going on?"

However, when he looked at the subordinates of Qin Ziying beside him, he realized that everything that happened before was true.

The soldiers and monks who followed him in the Qin Zi battalion were already dead and wounded.

......

Lao Mo was struggling to resist, holding the long black knife in his hand, and quickly slashed the stalactite branches.

But these branches, incomparably soft, as if they were wrapped in silk, although they were cut in half by the long black knife in his hand, they still fell on him as if they were alive, and quickly entangled everything, like a silk net, wrapped around him.

"Damn, it's over, it's over, my life, is it over? Damn order, why do you want to try, you have to hunt? ”

Lao Mo complained bitterly.

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts to death. ”

Lao Mo felt that the stalactites that had turned into branches, like a blade, were inserted into his skin, in his flesh and blood, and the pain was terrible.

But suddenly, the pain in his body was gone, and his whole body slammed, falling from the sky to the ground, and his ass was smashed.

"Huh, what's going on?"

In a flash, the valley was gone, the stalactites were gone, and the pungent smell of blood followed.

......

Ge Changqing, Ziluo Yan and Wu Dao stood together.

Ziluo Yan was holding a purple orb in her hand, and the orb was urged by her aura to spread out a golden bell jar to protect the three people.

"Quick, I'm running out of energy, you guys hurry up and give me some points. ”

Wu Dao and Ge Changqing looked bitter, "No, we all have no aura." ”

After the two of them finished speaking, they sat down on the ground with a pale face.

Although this purple orb is powerful, it needs too much spiritual energy to support, and the spiritual energy in the three people's bodies rolls out like flowing water.

"Ah, what then? Are you going to die?"

"I can't die, the magic has been broken. ”

Suddenly, a sound was heard.

Ziluo Yan looked up and saw Ning Fan with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Ning Fan patted her lightly, and the original valley and attack disappeared.

Ziluo Yan looked surprised, "It's all gone, just now...... Was it just an illusion?"

"It's not illusion, it's witchcraft, you see, a lot of people died. ”

Ning Fan pointed to the corpses lying on the ground not far away, and sighed.

Ziluo Yan looked at so many corpses, especially the bloody flesh and blood, and her stomach churned, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

"What happened just now?" Zi Luoyan's eyes showed surprise.

Ning Fan naturally knew why this purple cloud appeared, but he felt that there was no need to say it.

Speaking out is likely to make everyone feel panicked.

"Everybody come over and count the number of people. ”

Suddenly, Qin Yuanfeng's hearty voice came from afar.

He is the commander of the Qin Zi battalion, and speaking is naturally a military order.

Ning Fan found Lao Mo, Ge Changqing, as well as Wu Dao and Ziluoyan, and quietly released Lin Ruoxin, and several people gathered with the team.

Qin Yuanfeng's face was pale, and Qin Ming stood beside him.

Qin Ming asked the soldiers to report the number, but it stopped abruptly when the number reached fifty.

This time, all the hundred monks from the Qinzi camp came over.

Obviously, fifty people have died in the fog killing machine just now.

"I didn't expect that before we arrived in the Demon God Valley, half of the people were already dead, hmph, these demons are really hateful, they knew in advance that we were coming, and they had already laid out, so it must be the Demon Clan's fantasy realm. ”

Qin Yuanfeng's expression was gloomy, and he gasped as he spoke.

This is a living person, and there are quite a few people, fifty people, which is equivalent to half of the number of soldiers he brought this time, and it is all false to say that he is not distressed.

"I don't think it's all about the demon clan. Ning Fan smiled bitterly, walked to Qin Yuanfeng's side and said.

Qin Yuanfeng frowned slightly, "Could it be that there are others?"

"People of the Demon Race?"

Those who can kill people are either demons or demons.

Qin Yuanfeng's fixed thinking made him think so.

The rest of the people probably think the same way.

Ning Fan shook his head slightly and sighed, "I'm afraid it's not just them." ”

Ning Fan's voice meant something else.

Qin Yuanfeng's eyes shrank suddenly, "You mean ......"

He didn't say anything, but his eyes quickly searched around.

This exploration made his face change slightly.

"All on alert. ”

Qin Yuanfeng gave an order, and his relative Qin Ming immediately led people to guard the surroundings, looking around vigilantly.

Although there is a forest around it, and the trees are thick, after a fantasy battle, many of the trees have been cut down and razed to the ground.

Although the illusion is false, the monks are trampling on real land.

They fought in the illusion realm, and the sword qi that poured out and the sword intent that slashed out were also real.

These sword qi sword intents were wreaking havoc in the space, and the people and vegetation in the real world they were in would naturally be slaughtered and cut off by the sword qi sword intent.

If a person touches it, it is a death, and when the vegetation touches, the vegetation naturally turns into powder.

A group of monks dressed in black armor emerged from the sparse bushes.

The first one wears armor, but the armor is not black, but silver.

His tiger eyes shone and shimmered under the cow-shaped helmet.

Although the helmet covered his forehead, he could still see clearly under his eyebrows.

After Qin Yuanfeng saw the visitor, his heart was slightly relieved.

Because he knew the person who came, it was his superior Ge Zhan.

"Lord Ge. Qin Yuanfeng slightly clenched his fists towards Ge Zhan to show respect.

Then he said suspiciously: "Adults shouldn't accompany the marshal, how can they come here?"

Ge Zhan smiled gloomily, "Qin Yuanfeng, I came here to explain one thing to you." ”

Qin Yuanfeng said curiously: "May I ask what is the matter of my lord, if Yuanfeng can do it, he will have no second words." ”

"Kill him. Ge Zhan held a flying sword in his hand, which stretched out and pointed at Ning Fan.

Qin Yuanfeng was stunned and puzzled: "My lord, are you joking?"

Ge Zhan smiled, "Do you think I'm joking?"

He didn't look like a joke, he looked like he was real.

Qin Yuanfeng's brows not only furrowed slightly.

"I think so. ”

"Hmph, I'm not kidding, I'm really here to kill him, you should know the ins and outs of this. ”

"Mrs. Xu Mei Xu should have instructed you before, but you didn't get things done, originally she wanted to get rid of you, but it was I who said a little in front of her, and then I plan to give you a chance to atone for your sins, Qin Yuanfeng, do you do this matter or not?"

The momentum on Ge Zhan's body suddenly surged, gathering towards Qin Yuanfeng.

Qin Yuanfeng suddenly felt that the momentum in front of him was like a storm, causing his body to be impacted, and his back was even more like a hill pressing down.

Crunch, squeak.

Qin Yuanfeng's feet wearing red gold boots suddenly cracked, his feet sank into the ground, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and the green tendons between his forehead and temples and ears stood out like twisted earthworms.

(End of chapter)