Considering the more complex relationship between the various conditions in the forest, the veterans who had just entered the woods next to the mountain road made some subtle adjustments to the formation of the team. Song Yan, who maintained the magic eye, was still in the forward, and the fierce fire of the defender who was originally at the end of the team, plus Zhao Xin, who had been in the center of the team, were arranged to the side and back of the striker, forming a zigzag structure.

Ye Lin, whose combat effectiveness is significantly lower than that of Zhao Xin and other veteran veterans, but who has a great advantage over ordinary people, continues to stand with newcomers and is in the zigzag position of the veteran. The whole team also changed from the structure of the long snake formation on the mountain road to a conical formation like a cavalry charge.

The lush branches and leaves of the tall trees in the forest are stacked on top of the heads of the reincarnators, weaving a web with all the gaps, and the moon, the only natural light source in the dark night, is naturally weakened by the faint light released by the heavy clouds, and is naturally weakened by the layers of the trees above the web.

Although in fact, due to the nano armored head and the low-light night vision system equipped with it, the clarity of Yu Wenwei and the others' vision is very weak under the influence of the natural light source of subtle light, but from the relatively open winding mountain road, when approaching the overlapping environment of branches, the spatial changes that seem to be coming are still pressed up like an invisible impact.

After completing the formation, everyone set off again, and the thick trees became taller and denser as they moved away from the mountain road, and in the dim deep forest with no end in sight, there was not even a little wind. In that atmosphere full of dead silence, the uneasy emotions of the newlyweds were infinitely amplified.

Zhou Zhichao breathed heavily, and the sudden changes in the light and space in front of him made his already extremely tense spirit. In the sudden onslaught, the law was much heavier. Zhou Zhichao's eyes blurred, and the slightly chubby man subconsciously raised his hands, wanting to rub his eyes as usual, and then the flexible touch in the touch was silently reminded.

"Damn it! Why would I encounter this kind of thing! Zhou Zhichao, who felt that his vision was becoming more and more blurry, stopped, and the control system of the nano suit automatically lifted the mechanical buckle of the mask part under his mental control.

Zhou Zhichao, who smashed off the armor on his head, once again breathed into the unfinished device filtration around him. Filled with the rotting earth and the cold air of the night. In the cold breath injected into his lungs in his nasal cavity, Zhou Zhichao, who was a little sober, seemed to return to normal at once, and then he seemed to be quite nostalgic. Turning his gaze to look behind him again.

"Ah!!h A frightened man's scream sounded in the silent night, and Zhou Zhichao, whose pupils were abnormally dilated in the dark, continued to say vaguely in a voice that he couldn't hear clearly: "Who is there!" Who's there! ”

A strange scream suddenly erupted in the darkness, and suddenly detonated the reincarnation team in front of them. Zhao Xin's figure on the right wing of the team disappeared in an instant, and appeared next to Song Yan who was the striker in the blink of an eye. The pathfinder and alert mage were protected, while the fire on the left flank swooped down on the growler, a lion between the ups and downs, and the source of the scream.

The fierce fire that released the oppressive aura of the beast was all over his body. His pupils suddenly changed into a cold vertical silver-white, and he increased the range of his body control during his cultivation. Using the subtle control of the strong demonic energy in the body, the body is in a form without obvious beastishness. Entering a local semi-awakening with a high degree of emptiness, he searched the silent jungle in front of him.

"What's going on!? ...... "Using the five senses of the Awakened Person-level in the trees, he searched carefully but found nothing at all, and his own intuition failed to find the dangerous fire, and he grabbed Zhou Zhichao, who seemed to be frightened and might run away at any time, with regret on his face, and asked loudly.

…,

"Just now!! Over there!! I see! A white shadow! Bent out from behind the tree! Zhou Zhichao, whose face was wet with sweat squeezed out of his pores, calmed down a little from the initial chaos under the intimidating oppressive eyes of the fierce fire, and he pointed while saying eagerly: "It's a figure!" I see its eyes! ……。 ”

Zhou Zhichao, who seemed to recall something terrible, trembled and suddenly stopped speaking, his breathing fluctuated like a bellows, and his face was no different from white paper. The frowning fierce fire's eyes were scorching, focusing on Zhou Zhichao's face that seemed to be emptied, and the palm on his shoulder was slightly forced, silently giving the man encouragement to the slightly chubby man.

Five shriveled figures, holding swords and wearing armor, wrapped tightly in white and old bandages, released inexplicable and chic figures all over their bodies, passing through the bodies of Zhou Zhichao and Menghuo, and directly pounced on the reverse pointed by the slightly chubby man. The group that had stopped moving gathered around, but the eyes of the crowd remained silent.

"The eyes of that figure! ……！ It's cold! Zhou Zhichao, who spoke again, paused slightly, but finally only gave such a description that was too general, and he continued after recovering a little: "That person's body is translucent!" I was able to see through it and see the trunk behind it! ”

"Ghosts!? How can it be! "Tan Jian seems to be quite quick-witted, and he sorted out all of Zhou Zhichao's descriptions into the most appropriate and most convenient words for everyone to understand, of course, he did not forget to raise reasonable questions." You won't be too psychologically good! And hallucinations! ”

"A Chinese Ghost Story is a ghost story, okay!" He Qin rolled her eyes angrily and said.

"You mean! Just a ghost has been following us? Yu Wenwei swallowed a little chokedly, and the rich secretion of fluid between her lips and teeth, she said with a dry smile.

Although I had just seen monsters with my own eyes not long ago, whether it was those in the side hall of Lanruo Temple, which were solved by gunfire and bombs, and seemed to be a bewitching and charming humanoid figure, or Nie Xiaoqian, who was the protagonist of a Chinese ghost story, definitely looked like a human more than a monster, at most it was more abnormal than ordinary people, so suddenly another ghost popped up. It was still a little difficult to accept for a while.

"Demons, monsters! I can't help it all this time! Song Yan, who continued to maintain the magic power of the divine eye, consuming physical strength, magic power and spirit, said with a pale face but more interest.

Five mummified warriors were around the tree where Zhou Zhichao saw the ghost. It looked like a carpet search, constantly touching it around, and even sniffing ridiculously. Zhao Xin and Song Yan's eyes touched slightly, and then they stopped talking about ghosts.

The silence of Zhao Xin and others made the newcomers wisely realize that what they saw might really exist. The restarting procession was invisibly much faster than when they first entered the forest, and the invisible long spur moved the steps of the newcomers. The urgency of danger is running like a catalyst.

The veterans who don't say a word about the ghosts make the newcomers who don't trust them even more serious. At present, in order to avoid danger, they are constantly detouring, and they do not know the direction, goals and future actions of the road. It also makes every step of the newcomers like torment, as if a blunt knife cuts flesh, constantly destroying, the limited will and physical ability of the newcomers.

Newcomers under the trend of self-preservation consciousness are suspicious of various situations in the dark, in a vicious circle of physical and energetic consumption. A bad feeling like walking on the road of no return naturally breeds from the bottom of their hearts, and then slowly manifests itself and accumulates and stagnates.

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As time passed, the atmosphere of the team gradually became solemn, and Zhao Xin, Song Yan, and Menghuo were silent. The movement is constantly speeding up, and the new people who are forced to follow are also speeding up. In the path of potholes, undulating roots, tangled and mixed stones. There wasn't even enough time to see under their feet, and everyone had to stumble and stumble like toddlers.

The thickening foliage of the trees above the head made the already dim moonlight more and more limited, and the initial restlessness swelled wildly in a short time, and the nameless manic impact devoured reason, and soon the invisible pressure caused by this psychological change made the footsteps and movements of pedestrians heavy.

"The sooner you find the right camping location! The sooner you will be able to get out of danger! "Looking at the newcomers who have just walked more than 100 meters, as if they have exhausted their physical strength, they have slowed down the pace of their pace, and they have keenly noticed the fierce fire of bad signs, and said solemnly with a solemn expression." So keep up the speed! Relax! With the help of the Nano Suit, you still have plenty of stamina! ”

"So! Can you tell me! How long do we have to go!? Zhou Zhichao said weakly.

Zhou Zhichao's question almost represents the collective opinion of the newcomers, for this kind of action in the forest, I don't know what the road is looking for or avoiding, although the newcomers can't clearly complain about anything due to the situation, but the hours of non-stop back and forth, but also the emotions of the crowd to the top.

"Since you asked! So let's have bad news!! The continuous consumption of magic and spiritual power made Song Yan's face turn pale, and she said, "There is an unknown team full of hostility!" It's speeding up behind us! The team that came to them was moving, and it was snowballing. ”

"Something is chasing us?" The newcomers said in a collective harmony full of tacit understanding.

"Since I gave you bad news! Well now! Good news for you again! According to the topography and environment of our path! We are finally on the topographic map prepared in advance by the captain! Determined where we are at the moment! And according to the map! About five kilometers away! A cave awaits us. ”

"Even luckier! If you try a little harder! You should be able to dare before the chaser! Arrive at the incitement! Song Yan smiled brightly and said, "So your luck is really good!" Rookies! ”

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Just as the newcomers of the Phantom World Team were running quickly towards the cave that could provide powerful terrain, Mu Yuchen, who intuitively felt that he was missing something, lost the patience to continue waiting, and quietly adjusted his physical state to the peak, and entered the state of attack preparation with a loose outer and a tight inside.

"Anyway, whatever! It will be directly exposed in battle! Mu Yuchen thought so.

In the shadows of the trees that twisted silently in the darkness, a heavy blade with a dull and dull handle was quietly condensed. The source thoughts that were suppressed by the environment materialized and were confined to the surroundings of Mu Yuchen's holy body. In a very limited small space, but even in just a few seconds, seventy-seven forty-nine long swords still surrounded him.

Obviously no one appreciates it, but it's still abnormal, and he controls the movement of the long sword with handsome movements. Mu Yuchen, who was aiming at the team of dwarfs, the fingertips of his ring finger and thumb rubbed out in the silent environment, and a crisp sound no less than thunder broke in an instant, and stirred up a cold light full of coldness.

The roar accelerated from a moment of stillness to a thick sword in the subsonic range, changing from the original dimly lit and obscure appearance. A special rune engraved on the spine of the sword. Flames in a demonic glow ignited the blade that didn't look sharp at all.

…,

The basic material of these long swords is fantasy metal, and their physical properties have reached the limit of Mu Yuchen's knowledge. And based on this, Mu Yuchen also combined the magic guide material. Using the enchantment skills learned in the Harry Potter world, combined with the rune circle to superimpose and strengthen the sharpness and solidity of the long sword, it has become a magic sword of the bronze level under the system evaluation.

Or as a magic weapon! These magic swords are not as pure as pitch black! However, compared to the embodiment of the latter's source mind! The former is undoubtedly more suitable for large-scale move release! It can be described as a cost-effective product that combines power and output.

The dwarf mountain ghosts that vaguely echo back and forth, in front of the blade containing the terrifying explosion, are as fragile as a baby in swaddling clothes. The absolute formation instantly crushed their formation, and the sound of the sound wave cutting at random formed a low sound in the overlapping and blending, but the situation immediately exceeded Mu Yuchen's conjecture.

Piercing screams exploded in the silent forest. For the dwarf mountain ghost, it looks like a thin and gray body, and it has data such as vitality, toughness, and dexterity. Mu Yuchen, who was seriously underestimated, unexpectedly found that although the ghosts of the dwarf mountain were raided. On average, each of them received two greetings from the magic sword, but in fact, less than a third of them died directly.

Mu Yuchen, who came out of the shadows that were darker than the night, looked at the mountain ghosts who were screaming frantically, not knowing if they were venting their fears, or calling for help.

The dwarf mountain ghosts whose throats were pierced, which were becoming more and more concave and convex in the expansion, essentially releasing madness and mania, and the red and white eyes that existed in confusion, concentrated towards Mu Yuchen like a vicious curse, although their throats could not make a sound, but the mouths of the mountain ghosts and gnomes were still making harsh noises in the activity, and struggling violently with their teeth and claws.

"I underestimate you!" Mu Yuchen, who walked to the foot of a dwarf mountain ghost, looked at the other party's black and sharp claws with dirty nails that were constantly trying to reach out to him.

The magic swords that tore apart the bodies of the dwarf mountain ghosts nailed them to the ground or the thick trunks of trees. The restless and struggling dwarf mountain ghost completely ignored the sharp blades in his body, and suddenly the turbid and pungent smell of the liquid in the wounds that continued to grow was polluted in the cold and still sober air.

"It's fun!" Mu Yuchen stared at the dwarf mountain ghost at his feet, the cross-section of the kind of fiber and flesh that was exposed in the torn wound on his abdomen and said. "Looks like it's worth looking into it a little bit! Then give you all the corpses! ”

The subtle purple-black flame was strange and inexplicable, burning on the magic sword that pierced through the dwarf mountain ghost, and its face was distorted by the frenzied struggle, but then it suddenly calmed down. The mania in the pupils of the dwarf mountain ghost turned into collapse in the blink of an eye, and it was clear that its life had been silently ended.

The same scene was repeated like a virus on those dwarf mountain ghosts who were nailed to death by the magic sword, so in Mu Yuchen's special perspective, a group of light condensed with soul energy was injected into his eyebrows like a forest, where in the center of the vertical pupil of the tattoo-like existence, a purple and black star was beating like a flame.

Continuing to suppress the ghost pupils that were taken from the power of the Archangel God in the Demon Forbidden World Realm, part of the soul energy and then self-sealed, made Mu Yuchen inadvertently capture in the seemingly void space the moment he opened it, and several shadows that were completely integrated with the environment.

Instinctively, seventy-seven and forty-nine magic swords strangled those abnormal objects that had hidden Mu Yuchen's perception and were lurking nearby. Aware of the danger, the shadow flexibly dodged, and as it moved, it completely integrated into the environment, and in an instant, it completely collapsed, and suddenly a strange gray and white shadow revealed a vague human form in the faint moonlight.

"Ghosts?" Although he was somewhat surprised in his heart, the long sword that Mu Yuchen controlled was staggered with a certain degree of discipline.

Those hazy white shadows were instantly crushed in the blade of the magic sword, like bubbles, obviously I didn't expect the legendary 'ghost', Mu Yuchen, who would be so vulnerable, didn't even have time to sigh that the legend did not match the facts, and then those rag-like broken white, they scattered like a spirit and gathered together again, and once again transformed into the original figure.