Qin Yun is injured!

And it doesn't look light.

That pretty face was as white as paper, without the slightest blood, and her right hand was even bandaged, and her whole person's breath was weak.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's fine. ”

After replying to Xiaoqing, Qin Yun turned her head slightly to look at Yang Yifan, and giggled, "Little brother is in such a hurry, is he worried about his sister?"

Yang Yifan was immediately speechless, the woman was injured and a little restless, "Is it the fog?"

"Hmm. ”

Qin Yun nodded, his face was a little more solemn, "It's different from ten years ago, not only will it devour the spiritual power of the martial artist, but it will also devour the essence of flesh and blood, fortunately, I retreated quickly, those guys in the Cold War Day are much worse than me." ”

Will this fog evolve and become stronger?

Yang Yifan was also a little surprised, he felt more and more that this fog was alive.

He also had to sigh that this world was too big, and there were too many strange and mysterious things.

"Boy, go over and get some of that fog. ”

The demon's voice rang out.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Yang Yifan doubted, after all, even Qin Yun and Leng Zhantian were injured.

"Damn, boy, are you suspicious of this seat? What kind of desperate situation did this seat fail to break through? Hurry up. ”

"Hmm. ”

Yang Yifan responded to the evil demon's voice, and then turned his head to look at Qin Yun, "Sister Qin, you rest first, I'll go over and take a look." ”

"Little brother, my sister knows that you are powerful, but that thing is too evil, so let's wait until it is completely dispersed before landing on the island. ”

"It's okay, I have my own way of coping. ”

Looking at Yang Yifan, Qin Yun thought that Yang Yifan could even take out heaven and earth artifacts such as cold ice lotus seeds, and she was relieved, maybe Yang Yifan really had some special means.

"Xiaoqing, prepare a small boat. ”

"Yes. ”

Soon, Yang Yifan got into a small boat and rowed towards Nakishima.

"It's the kid. ”

"What does he want to do?"

On several other treasure ships, Leng Zhantian, Qiu Yuanshan, Lin Feihong and others immediately discovered it.

Even they were injured when they were close to investigate, although Yang Yifan's strength was comparable to that of a Xuanji Realm martial artist, what was the difference between going in this way and looking for death?

"Self-defeating. ”

When he saw Yang Yifan's boat approaching the fog, Leng Zhantian snorted coldly.

Call.

Qin Yun took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he had already come to the bow of the boat, ready to make a move.

Swish.

Under the gaze of a group of Earth Extreme Realm and Xuan Extreme Realm martial artists, Yang Yifan slowly raised his right hand and stretched out towards that layer of gray mist.

At this moment, the entire scene fell silent, and everyone stared at Yang Yifan.

As soon as his hand passed, the mist was like a shark that smelled blood, and it immediately rushed over, and it completely wrapped Yang Yifan's right hand in less than a breath.

It's indeed devouring spiritual power.

Yang Yifan felt it very clearly, as soon as the mist touched his hands, the spiritual power in his body was dissipating.

And the skin is also tingling, and there seem to be signs of cracking.

Could it be that this fog really has life?

Yang Yifan was shocked.

"Boy, there's so much weirdness you haven't seen before, and this fog can only scare you unseen guys. ”

The demon snorted.

Then, a vast divine soul power surged over.

At this moment, the mist that enveloped Yang Yifan suddenly burned all of a sudden, and it dissipated without a trace in a moment.

How can it be?

Cold War Day, Qiu Yuanshan, Lin Feihong, and Qin Yun all widened their eyes, and their faces were shocked.

Before, the four of them went over at the same time, but they were all injured, and no one knew the difficulty of the mist better than them.

But now, the fog just burned and dissipated?

Secret method or some kind of magic weapon?

Leng Zhantian and others are speculating.

"Boy, go in. ”

The demon spoke.

Yang Yifan turned around and waved his hand at Qin Yun, "Sister Qin, I want to go in and have a look." ”

This little brother!

Qin Yun smiled bitterly, thinking that with the powerful intelligence detection system of Rouge Tower, she already knew enough about Yang Yifan, but now it seems that she still knows too little.

Swish.

In the shocked gaze of a group of people, Yang Yifan's feet were on the bow of the boat, and the whole person shot out in an instant, rushing into the fog.

The surrounding mist immediately surged, completely enveloping Yang Yifan.

Leng Zhantian's face was quite ugly, even he didn't dare to break in like this, he was wrapped in so much mist, he couldn't clean it up at all, he could only be consumed spiritual power and flesh and die.

But as soon as those mist touched Yang Yifan's body, they immediately burned, making Yang Yifan's whole person look like a fire man.

In just a few breaths, Yang Yifan's figure disappeared.

"Could it be that the mist has changed again, and there is no harm to the Yellow Extreme Realm martial artists?"

Cold War frowned slightly.

"You guys, go give it a try. ”

Almost at the same time, the Lin family and the Qiu family also sent a few martial artists in the late stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm.

Although this Kirishima is dangerous, there are a lot of good things on it, and it is perfectly okay to pay a little price.

Slowly, the warriors sent by the three families took a small boat and approached the location of Yang Yifan's landing island.

A guy followed Yang Yifan's example, raised his hand, and walked towards the mist.

As soon as he got close to the mist, his hand was immediately enveloped.

But the mist didn't burn at all, and the guy watched in horror as his spiritual power was constantly devoured.

Crackling.

Then, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the flesh and blood in his hands instantly shattered, and the essence blood gushed out like a spring, instantly dyeing the mist with a layer of scarlet.

"Ahh ”

A terrible scream rang out.

Burst.

His entire right hand had been severed, and his body had dried up as if it had decayed.

"Run. ”

However, as if attracted, the fog around them poured in, entangling those warriors one by one.

"No... ”

"Master of the house, save me. ”

Unfortunately, no one stepped forward at all.

The screams died down quickly, and the dozen or so guys were shriveled up so quickly, aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, as their flesh essence was devoured.

When the fog receded to shore, all that was left was a few small boats and the dried corpses that had fallen on them.

Hiss.

A large gasp sounded, and the warriors on every treasure ship were frightened, that scene was really terrifying.

How did that kid get up?

At this moment, Cold War Day, Qiu Yuanshan and others couldn't figure it out.

But now, they don't have the courage to break in, so they can only wait here for the fog to completely dissipate.

This made them have to worry, whether Yang Yifan had anything to do with this Kirishima Island, otherwise how could this be?

"Hmph, even if that kid goes in, how can the blood beast inside be easily dealt with?"

Cold War snorted coldly.

On the other side, penetrating the layer of fog like a protective layer, Yang Yifan can be regarded as truly entering the fog island.