Chapter 7 Smog Crisis
Chinese Zhang Tian looked up at the slanting sun in the sky, his brows furrowed more and more, he had set off after breakfast in Dongjia Village, and had been walking for several hours now. Please use this site to access.
But in front of me was a mountain path with no end in sight, and the surrounding hills and deep mountains were covered with thicker and thicker mist, and there was not a single house in sight, and many people in the team were sitting on the ground to rest because they couldn't walk.
He carefully observed the surrounding mountains and forests, and suddenly a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if he and the team were walking in a circle.
After Zhang Tian saw more familiar scenes, he stopped suddenly, and his judgment was already confirmed in his heart.
After a few minutes of carriage advances, it also stopped, and Miss Li's voice asked, "Why did Childe stop suddenly, and did you find any traces of thieves?"
Zhang Tian looked back at the back, there were originally thousands of displaced people, but now there were only more than 300 people, and the people who sat down to rest were all missing in the thick fog.
He said slowly, "Miss Li, please stay in the car and don't move, we have been going around in circles, and I remember walking this road seven or eight times." ”
There was a panic in the carriage, and the old man of the Li family opened the window and stretched out his head to look left and right, and said, "I have been doing business in this Panyun Mountain several times, and it is said that I should have gone out of the mountain after walking for such a long time, but now I am still in the mountains, and it is really strange." ”
Zhang Tian shouted to the homeless people who were struggling to support their walking, "Everyone hurry up to the carriage, there is a strange situation around!"
The homeless people also felt that the dense fog in the mountains was different, and they rushed to gather by the carriage, but some of the people wrapped in the thick fog suddenly disappeared into the fog, and everyone was frightened and looked around with wide eyes.
"The strong man, please save the little old man's family, who may have angered the god of Panyun Mountain! It wants to leave everyone to accompany it!" The old man of the Li family cried and begged Zhang Tiandao, and there were also women and girls among the displaced people who were scared and cried.
Seeing that everyone was scared, Zhang Tian comforted loudly, "Don't worry, it's safe to get together, I'll go to the back and find others." ”
When he was about to walk to the back of the line to find someone, the people around the carriage screamed to stop him, and begged not to leave the carriage.
"Hehe, I'm just realizing it's wrong now, it seems that your cultivation is not high!" A sympathetic voice suddenly sounded in the thick fog, and then the surroundings fell into dead silence.
Zhang Tian roared angrily, "Who is behind the ghost!
He was very nervous in his heart, and if he met a cultivator, he would be in trouble.
There was no sound around, and the gray fog became more and more dense, and gradually even the sky was obscured, and everyone seemed to fall into a dead and cold world.
Zhang Tian saw that the sun was sinking faster, and even the light seemed to become distorted, and it was about to get dark, and the fog was already five meters in front of everyone.
He shouted to the crowd, "Gather all together, do not disperse, wait for the fog to clear, and then hurry!"
Everyone didn't dare to move next to each other, and the thick fog finally came forward to cover the whole world, and the crowd let out a low cry uneasily, but from all directions, there were strange sounds slowly approaching.
Zhang Tian took advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by the sound, took the tomahawk shield back to the material warehouse, and then flew onto the top of the carriage and sat cross-legged, forcing himself to quickly enter a meditative state.
In the clash with the cultivators at sea yesterday, he realized that he couldn't fight against spells with physical combat alone, but fortunately the two cultivators didn't chase after him, otherwise he would definitely be killed on the spot.
Faced with the strange situation that was very similar to the ghost hitting the wall in broad daylight, Zhang Tian didn't dare to be careless and concentrate on the vigilance with all his might, maybe the other party was a cultivator again, and he was using a thick fog to deal with himself.
Sinking into his mind and using his thoughts to feel and probe, he could gradually feel the situation in the dense fog, and it was actually the robbers of the Eighteen Villages approaching in groups.
These robbers did not seem to be affected by the thick fog, and they also carried many bows and prepared to take bows and arrows, and it seemed that they were going to attack this side in the thick fog, completely ignoring the fact that all the people next to the carriage were civilians.
Seeing that the situation was critical, he immediately summoned twelve space-time gates behind the surrounding bandit team, and at the same time released the heavily armored skeleton soldiers, allowing them to kill all the bandits.
The heavily armored skeletons swarmed behind the bandits, swinging their axes and slashing at the enemies in front of them, until the robbers' heads rolled to the ground.
The screams rang out one after another among the robbers, and the robbers with bows in front looked back in panic to find that the heavily armored skeleton soldiers had surrounded them, and hurriedly turned around and fired arrows in the back.
"Ding......!" The bandits' home-made armor-piercing arrows stabbed the skeletons, but they could only bounce off their armor, and even if they entered, they couldn't kill the undead soldiers.
"Ah, these are the sergeants from there! The officers and soldiers are from where we give us enough silver!"
"This strange-looking sergeant is not from Zhou Tianguo, it seems that he can't kill them!"
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The robbers were caught off guard by the frantically attacking heavy armored skeletons, and they had to abandon their bows and fight their opponents in close combat before they could only release a wave of arrows scattered in a scattered manner.
Although the leaders of the eighteen villages resisted desperately with their subordinates, they were helpless in the face of the strange soldiers who could not be killed, so they had to retreat backwards to the side of the carriage.
The displaced people around the carriage did not know what was happening in the thick fog, and they all shrank into piles in great horror and watched, and some children were frightened by the invisible shouts and screams, and the adults hurriedly covered their children's mouths.
Zhang Tian saw that the robbers were retreating closer, and hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and rushed into the dense fog to cast a devil's claw attack, not allowing these bad guys who kill people without blinking an eye to mix with the homeless gangsters, otherwise the skeleton army will not be able to kill.
He quickly killed the bandits, but there were too many enemies to kill, so he had to move the space-time gate to the outcasts and summon skeletons to block them.
When the homeless people heard the shouts of killing getting closer and closer, they trembled with fear, and their eyes stared straight ahead, waiting for something to come and kill them after the thick fog.
The robbers found that those strange heavy armor soldiers appeared strangely before and after, and in despair, they burst out with crazy fighting spirit, and fiercely shouted and concentrated to break out.
"Kill the brothers! If you don't fight, you'll die! Cut off their heads, cut off their heads and die!"
"How are these soldiers all bones!
"We've been fooled, let's rush out and save our lives!"
"Go back to your own village and hide, don't get involved in the affairs of Black Wind Village!"
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Thousands of robbers burst out with powerful destructive power under the threat of death, especially after some brave people cut off the heads of skeleton soldiers, and found that these sudden enemies could also be killed, and immediately rushed desperately with great morale.
The robbers were all rushing out to kill first, and they were about to break out and escape for their lives, when a cold voice suddenly sounded in the thick fog and said, "Don't run away! Turn around and kill those puppets! Otherwise, I will kill everyone in the Eighteen Villages!"
"Heifeng Village is taking us for fools, even if the big boss of Heifeng Village who doesn't dare to see people is a dragon, he can't control the guy we want to keep eating......" The robbers ignored this threat, screaming and rushing out.
"Hmph, I'm just hiding your eyes! If you don't obey, you'll die!" the voice rang out in the thick fog.
"Why is the fog suddenly thickening! How can we run when we can't see the road!"
"It's the ghost of the big boss of Black Wind Village, he won't let us live!"
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The robbers, who were in a hurry to flee for their lives, suddenly huddled together, their eyes widened in horror, and they screamed in anger and stretched out their weapons to find the way in front of them, and stumbled out by feeling.
They were still pushing and scolding each other, but the skeleton soldiers, who didn't need to see with their eyes, had already caught up and attacked mercilessly, killing the robbers crying and screaming.
The incessant howls caused the displaced people to gather desperately in piles, and Zhang Tian told the skeletons to stop the pursuit and form a circle to protect them.
The robbers did not know that the skeletons had stopped pursuing, and were so frightened by the fear of not being seen that they even slashed each other at their approaching accomplices.
Zhang Tian felt that the number of robbers was rapidly decreasing, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, these thieves who didn't know how many lives had been killed were all dead.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey......! After receiving these murderous souls today, the old man's magic weapon will be even more harmful, and I will let you taste the taste of my magic weapon!"
Zhang Tian shouted, "Who are you!"
"These puppets are not like the spell summons of any faction of the Xiuzhen Alliance, and they are full of death, are you from our Demon Sect!" asked the old voice in the thick fog. (To be continued.) Cat flutter Chinese