The power of the True Wangfu of 100 people may become a terrifying "Pure Killing Dao Clan" in less than a week, of course, the leaders among them, Zhao Lingyun and Wan Jianxin, have already begun to study the technique of breaking the army, as well as the double killing path.

The technique of breaking the army is the legendary anti-ghost killing.

Silver Dust, who was thinking like this, suddenly stopped.

The road in front of him was divided into three strands, like a crossroads, and Silver Dust was standing in the middle of the intersection at the moment.

The archmage flattened his mouth, and with a flash of light in his eyes, three thin pinnacles slowly protruded from the rocky ground, and when the three pinnacles grew to two meters high, the texture of the stones began to change, and after three seconds, they turned into metal.

Large chunks of metal fell off, and the three armed puppets surrounded the silver dust, slowly raising their hands in salute.

"Commander, please enter the command. "The sound of mechanics and electronics echoed in the hollow underground tunnels, sounding like cries coming from inside Silent Hill. This voice spread far away, Liang Yunfeng heard it, I don't know why, I didn't know why, I didn't know why I heard it, Zhang Baisheng heard it, and Feng Lieshan Mingquan heard it, and his face turned pale.

Wan Jianxin heard this and shook his fist excitedly. When he heard it, he instantly remembered the poisonous dragon sect that was "watched", Zhao Guangyi, Zhao Lingyun, Ghost Lao, He Lao, Yang Ziyi heard it, they were all inexplicable, Jiang Lishi heard it, opened his mouth, but finally didn't say a word - he didn't know whether to tell the truth to the true king, after all, the puppet Zongsang word, for any warrior, for almost anyone, is directly equivalent to the "Ten Palaces of Yama".

"Explore three routes, return all observations, and now turn on is the connection. With a hook of his fingertips, the blue light flashed, conjuring up a piece of ice, and then the darkness was enriched, and the ice turned into a display screen.

It was a 21-to-9 ultra-wide screen, displaying three surveillance images side by side.

The archmage slowly stepped aside with the display plane, and with a light punch at the wall, the wall began to twist and deform, conjuring a stone bench, and he sat down against the wall, the golden light of the gods crowning him. The stone bench and half of the wall were also enveloped in it. He thought for a moment and raised his hand, and the bracelet that had originally stored the illusionary wings suddenly burst out with a turquoise light.

Wind magic? Static invisibility.

At the same time, sixteen Demon Wei Pavilion disciples turned the corridor and appeared in the rear, Liang Yunfeng led the team to move forward quietly, like a group of bandits preparing to assassinate the king, each of them was using a divine skill called "Turtle Breath Technique", only emitting a faint fluctuation, if it weren't for the silver dust's arcane magic "Detecting Elemental Fluctuations" was solidified on the body, I am afraid it would be difficult to determine their location.

A dozen people passed by him, not glancing at him, after all, a smooth, crackless stone wall did not interest the cautious pathfinders. They were cautious, but they were also in a hurry.

It's just that when Liang Yunfeng came to the crossroads, he was dumbfounded.

"What should I do?" someone asked, "Are there three ways to divide the soldiers?"

"Let's call for support from behind. Someone else said, "Four people go to the ......."

"There should be four people to explore!" Liang Yunfeng suddenly reacted: "If it weren't for the suppression of those righteous path guys, why would we need sixteen people? The scouts for the path were originally as few people as possible, so that the ......losses could be reduced."

"Then please take the lead!" Someone immediately reluctant: "Obviously, there are more people to help each other-"

"As the leader of the team, this son ordered you to explore the road on the left. Liang Yunfeng suddenly turned his face and said in an official tone. The man was provoked by his words, his face turned red on the spot, his neck was thickened, and he reached out and touched his sleeve.

"What? begging for a beating, isn't it?" Liang Yunfeng stretched out his hand and took out a small bell from his arms, and was about to shake it, the man's face immediately turned pale, and he was in a cold sweat, and he only remembered at this time that he was Elder Feng Lieshan's personal disciple. So he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, and then slapped his mouth wildly, until his forehead was red, and the corners of his mouth were swollen before he stopped.

Liang Yunfeng knew that now was not the time to care about so much, and Zhao Detian, the prince of the Venerable Prince, was watching from behind, delaying the business, and he, a personal disciple who hugged the elder's thigh, couldn't hold back. He looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, estimated that it was almost there, and then kicked the man three meters away with a heartwarming kick. "You call three men to the front, and you tell three men to go to the left, and you do the same, call three men to the right. Liang Yunfeng coldly assigned three people casually, just including the previous disciple and Zhang Baisheng, Zhang Baisheng and the other two knelt down in a low voice to accept the word "promise", each stared at the godless eyes, called his usual best friend, and threw himself into the remaining three roads of the lion's snail mouth.

Of the twelve of them, only four were destined to return.

Liang Yunfeng and his three closest followers waited quietly in the center of the crossroads, each holding a torch, standing solemnly in the silence of the wind, without any words to each other.

At the same time, the monitor in the archmage's hand hiding in the stealth enchantment emitted a slight shock, and the leftmost one of the three images began to flash red.

"Warning, warning, highly toxic gas detected! The ingredients are methamphetamine hydrochloride, phosgene, laughing gas, didi-p-p-p-nitrourogenic acid hydrochloride...... pH 0.1, pH 0.1! It is expected to arrive at the commander's position in 14 seconds, please put on the three-defense suit, and when you arrive at the commander's position in 14 seconds, please wear the three-defense suit!"

"Warning, warning, highly toxic gas detected! The ingredients are methamphetamine hydrochloride, phosgene, laughing gas, didi-p-p-p-nitrourogenic acid hydrochloride...... pH 0.1, pH 0.1! It is expected to arrive at the commander's position in 14 seconds, please put on the three-defense suit, and when you arrive at the commander's position in 14 seconds, please wear the three-defense suit!"

"Warning! Warning! Damage to firearm air-cooled equipment! Damage to 4%, 5%, 6% ......"

"Warning! Warning! Non-circuit damage to the visual imaging equipment! Imaging quality is deteriorating! Damage is 4%, 5%, 6% ......"

"Warning! Warning! Gas Acquisition and Analysis Equipment Damaged! Damage 4%, 5%, 6% ......"

The constantly flickering picture became more and more blurry, and the archmage could only turn off the puppet's operating system with a few taps on the screen, and the black and blue clouds that kept surging in the picture could already explain everything, that is, the legendary bone-turning poison cloud.

Liang Yunfeng slammed his bricks and looked at the road on the left, he heard several sharp and indistinct shouts, as if someone was caught off guard and covered his head with a quilt. The screams came to an abrupt end, and only the horror mixed in the great silence spread along the fork in the road, as if some invisible poisonous gas had spread around it. Liang Yunfeng wouldn't see that in the hand of the archmage hiding in the stealth enchantment, a golden ball slowly appeared.

The golden mist slowly spread within the invisibility barrier, gradually turning into clouds, and a golden breeze slowly swirled through the clouds, blowing the corners of the silver mage's robes. In the golden mist, there were some golden thunderbolts rolling.

On the display tablet in his hand, one screen went completely black, and another screen next to it sent back an early warning message.

"Reminder, there is no traffic ahead. ”

The archmage placed the tablet on his lap, holding the golden orb in one hand, holding the tablet with his wrist, and holding the tablet with his other with his index finger, dragging it lightly across the screen.

The field of view in the screen is rotated one hundred and eighty degrees. Switching from a dead end to Zhang Baisheng's stunned expression.

Visually, the puppet was still 200 meters away from the innermost wall of the cul-de-sac, and Zhang Baisheng, who was walking forward with a torch, was less than 15 meters away from the puppet.

The torch doesn't shine at the end of the road, but it illuminates the dark black carburized alloy armor on the golem's body. Zhang Baisheng and his four companions were completely stunned, they had probably never seen a two-legged walking creature with its head that could rotate one hundred and eighty degrees.

"What is this?" The voice of the Demon Pavilion's disciple came out clearly from the speaker at the bottom of the display tablet, the archmage's lips moved slightly, and after reciting the mantra in three seconds, he finally laid down the soundproof barrier before Liang Yunfeng was about to come over to take a look.

"I don't know, but it doesn't look like something like it. In the middle of the screen, another Demon Wing Pavilion disciple said, pulling out the battle axe from behind his back.

Zhang Baisheng didn't move, he had actually guessed what it was, and it was because he knew that he was frozen in place by fear.

Zhang Baisheng's hand was copied into his sleeve, and he clenched a pair of short-handled war hammers, but he no longer had the strength and courage to pull out his hand. His whole body trembled, and the dark blue pupils surged out of a simple and unending fear. He shuddered as he watched as the puppet turned around and raised its hands full of tubes in a zombie-like pose.

"Run!" Zhang Baisheng screamed and raised his leg fiercely, only to find that his leg was already as soft as noodles. In the gap between the three thick tube-like fingers on each of the puppet's hands, on the tiny protrusions that would not be noticed if you don't look closely, blood-red rays suddenly erupted, and those thin lines-like red light accurately locked the vital points of the three people behind him.

"Run!" Zhang Baisheng let out an inhuman scream as if he was enduring torture, this time, the instinct to survive and the Demon Pavilion's "Heaven Splitting Demon Skill" worked together, and the fear that trapped his body was shattered, he was saved, he was freed from the frozen fear, and with a sudden wave of his sleeves, six bone-piercing cones were thrown out like heavy armor-piercing bullets. Zhang Baisheng didn't care if there were ghosts on those bone piercing cones, so he turned around on the spot, almost crawled through the gap between the three of them, and fled to the rear screaming.

The other three people also started at the same time, preparing to run away, they didn't know what the upright figure that glowed red was, but they all believed Zhang Baisheng's words, and believed that the lone creature in front of them was dangerous.

But it was too late.

A second after the red light hit the point, flames erupted from the tubular fingers.

Behind the short flames, golden-colored bullet casings were ejected and landed on the ground with a clang.

At the same moment, a scream rang out, blood gushed out, and the severed limb flew ten meters away.

The three screams were like short buzzes, and after only one second, they fell silent.

Silver Dust clicked on the screen a few times, and the screen gradually turned black.

Only the screen in the middle was left, and a long tunnel was displayed.

Yinchen blinked, switched the screen display to the iris, and then adjusted it to translucent, and then broke it with one hand, and the changed screen shattered Cheng Xuanbing.

At the same time, the two puppets, which had become useless, shattered into a pile of fine sand.

The suffocating sensation that continued to consume Xuan Li disappeared, and the archmage gasped lightly a few times, raised the hand holding the round ball to his chest, and waited for it.

The silence that continued to spread was broken by Zhang Baisheng's screams, but just as he ran back to Liang Yunfeng's side, just as he opened his mouth to report something, a black and blue suppressed and heavy killing machine surged from another aisle directly opposite Zhang Baisheng.

Zhang Baisheng opened his mouth wide, wanting to report the situation to Liang Yunfeng, but he couldn't remember a syllable. And Liang Yunfeng didn't care about this guy at all, let alone anyone around him, he just stood dumbfounded like a wood carving, watching the black and blue cloud float over silently, like a terrifying destiny.

Five people huddled in the middle of the crossroads, helpless in the face of the flood of death.

The black-blue gas was tumbling like a monstrous flood. The black waves are stirring wantonly. The black with blue fluorescence, the raging and rolling form like a cumulonimbus cloud, the dampness that spreads silently, and the texture of half gas and half liquid like aerosol all swear its prestige.

That's a bone-turning poison cloud.

"I can't escape. Zhang Baisheng thought so in his heart, and the wind on his body shattered like glass. He closed his mouth and sat on the ground.

Liang Yunfeng was startled by his movements, turned his head to look, and saw that he was just pale, so he glared at him angrily, then took out a towel, wrapped it around his mouth and nose indiscriminately, and then took out a small porcelain piece, opened it, and poured all the dark red liquid inside on the towel, this set of actions only took him a little more than a second.

The others took out their towels one after another, and Shi Bai directly ripped off his sleeves and covered his face, groping around to find a bottle of liquid antidote. Zhang Baisheng sat on the ground, shook his head, and his dark blue eyes couldn't help but be full of tears:

"It's useless. ”

As soon as he turned this thought, he saw a tall disciple beside Liang Yunfeng suddenly fall. At this time, the surging black poisonous cloud was exactly fifteen meters away from them.