It is true that he can't get out, Zhang Yiyang at this time has been deeply immersed in the black fog, and the scream of the wolf crying ghost is as close to his ears.

Hei Yuan slashed all the little ghosts who rushed into Zhang Yiyang's sea of knowledge, and through the outside of his body, he did find that something was wrong, but the parting and long-hatred hook that was ranked fourth from the demon soldiers actually made it feel that it was one step closer, but the layers of fog blocked his perception and could not capture the exact location.

"Where?" Hei Yuan muttered, forming a protective film in Zhang Yiyang's sea of consciousness to prevent any more imps from invading.

"Kuroko, I think we should go back the way we came!"

Hearing the other party's suggestion, Hei Yuan smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid that's as you said, it's too late, we're lost!"

Zhang Yiyang looked around, as he said, the fog around him was of different depths, it was chaotic when it was close, and it was like substance when it was far away, it was this layered feeling that made you unable to find the direction at all.

"Could this be a natural array?"

Zhang Yiyang finally gave such an evaluation, because only such an explanation is in line with the current situation, but although he has lost the essence of the magic array, he has no way to start the formation in front of him.

Walking aimlessly, without direction, as if to the left, as if to the right, when a person is really lost, you will feel that everything looks so terrible, from the heart, from the bone marrow.

"Get down!"

The voice of the black abyss in the sea was shocked, and due to inertia, Zhang Yiyang stretched forward his hands and lay directly on the ground.

At this time, I only saw that a corpse in ragged clothes, with empty eyes and a narrow sword in his hand, quickly passed through the other positions where he had just stood, if it wasn't for Hei Yuan's timely reminder, I believe that the narrow sword as thin as a cicada's wings would directly pierce his head.

"It's a dead man!" Zhang Yiyang gave a positive answer, because only a dead person will have no breath, and people will not be able to find it and be wary.

"That's right!" Hei Yuan's voice was cold, and then he added, "Have you seen the weapon in the other party's hand?"

Zhang Yiyang lay on the ground and didn't dare to get up, the sweat on his back soaked his clothes, that kind of unknown danger is not something you can face with courage, he only remembered that the man who had just worn it should be an old man, with gray hair, deep wrinkles, and a face as white as paper, and what was more eye-catching was the thin lips that were deep purple

As for the narrow sword, he thought about it again and said, "The body of the sword is like a dragon pattern, thin as a cicada's wings, and the hilt is ...... There's a red Monster crystal nucleus, which is worth a lot of money!"

"It's really a lot of money, this sword is a fourth-grade Xuan-rank magic weapon!"

After Hei Yuan finished speaking, Zhang Yiyang was stunned, his mind was full of the narrow sword that flew over, and he was annoyed why he didn't stop him, you must know the value of a fourth-grade Xuan-level magic weapon, which will definitely evoke a bloody storm on the fifth-layer road.

"Don't be upset, hurry up and find a parting, this place is too evil!"

Hei Yuan said that the evil sect, it seems that this place is definitely not simple, Zhang Yiyang regretted a little, regretted Hei Yuan's instigation, why couldn't he hold on for a while!

Zhang Yiyang got up, on the hard ground, with edges and corners, in the panic dodge just now, he actually let his palm cut two holes, and blood seeped into the ground along the dark stone surface.

At this moment, in the unknown depths, the black mist surged, tumbling violently, and the corpses were densely packed, as if they had smelled the smell of blood, and madness struck, and they held all kinds of divine weapons in their hands, including the Parting and Long Hate Hook.