Before the old man could get close to King Yin, he was forced to retreat by the strong evil aura it exuded.

The old man's throat was astringent, so he could only sit on the ground and begin to heal, and always pay attention to the movements of King Yin and Mao Bai behind him.

Mao Bai didn't pay attention to this place anymore, she only said to Wei Lao: "It's good for you to follow King Yin, I still have important things to do." Although he had doubts in his heart, he would not think about it too badly, because no matter how outrageous what Mao Bai did, it was probably impossible to affect the other members of "Diandian", which is not only an ironclad rule in the organization, but also a means for them to protect themselves, otherwise the members will ignore each other, and if it is bad, there will be no one to save them.

King Yin was standing in the air at the moment, his hands crossed in front of his chest, a pair of tiger eyes looking down majestically, and standing on the ground was Wang Dong.

King Yin has not seen Wang Dong, but he relied on his special perception of the breath, found him, King Yin is respectful, likes to be the leader, he regards other members as his subordinates, so he blatantly made a special breath mark for everyone, just like his ministers, generals, everyone's mark is different, and Chenjiao's mark breath is still retained in the body of Wang Dong.

"You killed Tatsukaku." King Yin raised his head and questioned him like an emperor.

Compared with Wang Dong's thin body, it seems too thin, and the book is too angry, as if Xiucai met the general, he muttered in his heart, why has he been being troubled by strange strong people recently, he is actually just a Longren situation, and the people who came to provoke him are all abandoned people, he doesn't want to fight, so he immediately used his mental power against King Yin.

King Yin saw Zhen Wangdong standing in place staring at him, and in reality, Zhen Wangdong had already turned around and walked into the distance, but he knew that he couldn't run far, once he opened the scope of his spiritual power, King Yin would recover, and it would be easy to catch him up with his abandonment, so he wanted to try his best to let King Yin fall deep enough.

But at this moment, a soldier in armor suddenly appeared in front of Wang Dong, the soldier wore a black iron mask on his face, and a pair of eyes projected a piercing cold light from the gap.

Wang Dong was stunned, and before he could come back to his senses, the soldier general said to him in a commanding tone: "Where are you going?" My king is interrogating you, if you dare to be presumptuous, there will be no mercy! ”

Zhen Wang Dong looked back at King Yin in the sky, and found that he was still in the illusion created by his spiritual power, and after hesitating for a while, he immediately used his spiritual power against the soldier in front of him. The general saw that Zhu Wangdong walked back as if he was resigned to his fate, but in reality, Zhu Wangdong missed him and accelerated his escape.

Unexpectedly, he didn't walk a few steps away, and another soldier general blocked in front of Wang Dong, this soldier did not speak, but his majestic momentum was like the wind of a general, whether it was armor or mask, it was quite different from the previous general, and what he was holding in his hand was a green dragon glaive knife inlaid with nine pieces of jade, more than eight feet tall, just standing there, it seemed to be able to block thousands of troops.

When Wang Dong saw this general, he immediately panicked, and this guy's eyes were not deliberately staring at him, but Wang Dong felt that his eyes were shooting rows of cold arrows, which were hitting his chest, he took three or four steps back, and looked back at King Yin again, and found that King Yin and the previous soldier were still in their own mental illusions.

As soon as Wang Dong gritted his teeth, he used his ability again on the general in front of him, and when he fled again, he met the next general again, because Wang Dong was still in the Longren stage, his ability was not only limited in scope, but also limited to the number of opponents, for example, it was impossible for him to use spiritual power on a hundred people at the same time, because this was not an illusion, the so-called spiritual power illusion was the result of Wang Dong interfering with and controlling the spirit of each enemy.

Zhen Wangdong stopped, he tried his best to calm down, sensing the aura around him, if he kept encountering soldiers, it would be very unfavorable to him, but except for the young man in the distance, he no longer felt the breath of others. Wang Dong worriedly bypassed the soldier and walked quickly for four or five breaths, and sure enough, another soldier general stood in front of him.

Wei Lao calmed down and meditated, and whispered to himself: "If you think about it carefully, King Yin's ability can indeed restrain that person's means, this may be one thing to one thing." ”

Zhen Wang Dong was stunned for a while, and suddenly hit a strong punch, and his strength was mediocre compared to others, but it shouldn't be a problem to hit the soldier in front of him, through the perception of his breath, he judged that this soldier would just be the strength of an ordinary cultivator, but what he never expected was that the soldier would burst out with an aura almost comparable to Zhong Li's realm at the moment he was hit, and easily took the attack of Yuan Wangdong, and was very calm, and he didn't even move his feet.

The sound of the strong wind crossed, and Wang Dong ran away, he could not fly, and his physical skills were also middle and lower among the Long people, and the soldiers behind him did not chase him, because every time Wang Dong ran a distance, there was a soldier in front of him, and when he ran to the land of the king of Yin, the soldiers who appeared were no longer wooden people, they were armed with spears or long knives, and they were trained to cut towards Wang Dong, not every soldier could have the level of Zhong Li's realm, but each of them was at least above the Long people, Of course, Wang Dong couldn't fight hand-to-hand combat, so he could only let go of his ability, but in the panic, he couldn't take care of it at all, and the distant King Yin was also distracted and got out of the illusion.

King Yin's eyebrows were furious, and he stepped on a jujube red fiery horse and rushed mightily, the fiery horse was more like a cloud-transformed thing, whether it was limbs or tail, it looked ethereal.

During this period, Wang Dong heard the sound of thousands of horses galloping and drumming, he turned his head sideways to see King Yin, and shouted in his heart that it was not good, but his ability was still very strong, and King Yin fell into the illusion of Wang Dong's spiritual power before he was killed.

At this time, due to the influence of King Yin, all the soldiers, including the general who held the Qinglong Glaive Sword, came together to kill King Yuandong, their offensive actions were no different from the real soldiers in the world, but their aura was too powerful.

Wang Dong couldn't resist the generals' lifeless attack, and tried his best to make all the generals fall into an illusion, however, after he had walked two steps away, he immediately stopped, because as soon as he walked a certain distance away, a new general appeared in front of him.