"Haha 616161 the fog is going to dissipate. The prodigal sons in the array also felt the changes in the air, and their faces were full of joy.

It turned out that the black fog in the air did not dissipate, but because of this skull, a trace of bright color flashed in his heart, and his eyes looked coldly at the people on the opposite Soul Island.

"Damn it, don't leave your hands while the black fog is still there. Xuezhan looked at the prodigal sons with happy faces, panicked in his heart, and burst into tears.

The dense fog in the air has already dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it will not be long before it will disappear completely, and then this little advantage will be gone.

Blood Zhan has experienced the scene of fighting without black fog, and the faint black fog around his body is all gathered towards his right hand, and his body jumps and goes straight to the sky in front of him.

"The dog jumped off the wall in a hurry. Haokong glanced at the four powerful ghosts rushing in front of him, looked at the blood exhibition with a hideous face, and shouted in his mouth, but dense thin needles broke out in his palm.

In the snowflakes in the sky, Mu Xue's face was frosty, and the aura in her body surged out, but the snowflakes in the air quickly expanded to all sides, covering the ghosts in front of her.

"What a huge aura. Yin Zhiwan next to her looked at the snowflakes fluttering in the air, her eyes were shocked, and she exclaimed coquettishly.

In front of me, there is a range of nearly dozens of miles, such a large area of snowflakes, this consumption of spiritual energy, I am afraid it is an astonishing number.

The snowflakes that fell slowly in the air contained a thick killing intention, and in that terrifying chill, the ground within 100 meters of Mu Xue was frozen with a thick layer of ice.

A few people from the Blood Exhibition stepped on it, feeling a slight chill penetrating through their bodies, and the ghost shadow under its control was also eroded by a faint spiritual power.

Feeling the black fog that was slowly dissipating in the air, looking at the snowflakes in the sky, everyone on Soul Island couldn't help but have a look of worry in their eyes.

"It's getting late. Xu Han looked at the angry blood in front of him, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

Xueao looked at the fainter and fainter black mist in the air, his eyes were full of cold light, and an angry shout sounded, and the dense gunshots in front of him headed towards Xu Hanyu. The sharp shadow of the gun crossed, Xu Han didn't plan to go up and make a hard connection at all, he snorted softly, but his body was facing the side to avoid it.

Now that the fog is about to dissipate, Xu Han is not so stupid, run up and fight with him at this time, and when the black fog dissipates, there is time.

Rumble!

The blood ao's strong energy bombarded through, but Xu Han was like a nimble little fish, constantly flashing in the air, and the shadows of the guns had to kill the spirit beasts that pounced around him.

The Haokong people in the distance, just like Xu Han's thoughts, did not take the lead in running towards the people of Soul Island, but stood behind many spirit beasts, and the Dao Dao martial arts in their hands blasted away.

"Great! What do you do now?" Zhou Xiaopang looked at the fainter and lighter black mist in the array, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.

Boom Boom!

A huge roar sounded, and everyone on Soul Island rushed towards the prodigal son, but now they couldn't even get close to the figures of a few people, the spirit beast that didn't care about their lives at all, and the tentacles that didn't know how many they knew.

The silver tree standing on the ground, the huge octopus that has been hesitating, the dense tentacles are churning in the air, and from time to time a ghost is wrapped in it and falls to the ground fiercely.

In the middle of the large array, the corroded black land underneath had been vacated, and in the forest that had turned into ruins, the black mist was slowly disappearing, leaving behind pieces of bare and scorched land.

Whew!

The shrouded fog was missing, and the ghosts in the air were suddenly injured under the dense tentacles of the silver tree, and they let out a roar one after another.

Haokong and the others didn't get close, but the martial arts in their hands rushed towards the air, shooting down the ghosts one by one, and then they were killed by the surging spirit beasts.

"Senior brother, what should I do?" Lacking the dense fog in the air, the strength of the disciples of the Soul Leaving Island in the field was greatly reduced, and he looked at the ghosts that were killed one by one, and said in panic.

Each ghost was carefully selected by them, and now it was so easy to kill, and it would take a lot of effort to recollect so many ghosts.

And they are not like the blood ao, they have a strong melee ability, if the ghosts in the air are killed, these hundreds of spirit beasts will definitely drown a few people.

The power of the large array was completely beyond the expectations of a few people, not to mention that it could disperse everyone's black mist, and there were so many spirit beasts rushing out of this large array, it was really powerful.

In the woods in front of him, all the spirit beasts that rushed out were in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, and for such a long time, there was no sign of reduction, and the black mist in the air was lost, and this terrifying spirit beast must be even more difficult.

"Quick, quick, kill these people!" said Blood Zhan's mouth roaring wildly, his eyes full of horror, and the last time he fled in the wilderness was still vivid.

Hum!

Mu Xue looked at the roaring blood exhibition not far away, a trace of disdain crossed her eyes, and the white silk wrapped in her hand flew out, and dozens of ghosts around her were swept up, and when Haokong and several people saw this, they immediately swept out the martial arts in their hands.

A few terrible howls, the ghost shadow that was swept in, completely submerged in everyone's martial arts, lacking the recovery of the black mist, and in a while, he died on the spot in the dense tentacles.

Things have slowly escaped the control of the Blood Exhibition and a few people, and in the face of the dense spirit beasts on the ground, as well as the elusive tentacles, the ghosts in the air can't resist at all.

Under the advantages of this and the other, I am afraid that I will run away from the wilderness like last time, and the thinking blood exhibition can't help but have a trace of shame and anger on his face, this rumor in the Broken Dragon Cliff, does it have to be confirmed again?

In the frightened eyes of Xu Han's delighted and frightened soul island martial artists, with Zhou Xiaopang's shout in the distance, the black mist in the array completely disappeared in the eyes of several people.

"Haha 616161 that's great. Looking at the dense ghost shadows in the air, the prodigal son laughed loudly, his face was full of ecstasy, and without this thick black mist, the martial artists of Soul Island hidden in it had nowhere to hide.

Haokong and several people know that this ghost is owned by the warrior, as long as the warrior is killed, the ghost in the air will be self-defeating, which is why the warriors of Soul Island are unwilling to take action in person.

There are advantages and disadvantages in everything, perhaps because of the strength of the ghost shadow of the martial artist of Soul Island, and ignoring his own strength, so that the disciples of Soul Island who lost the ghost shadow only have the strength of ordinary martial artists.

The surging spirit beasts rushed wildly, and with the cooperation of Yinshu and Haokong, many ghosts in the middle of the Transformation God Realm took the lead in slowly dying in the hands of a few people.

After a while, there were only dozens of ghosts left, and they were covered in injuries, and it was difficult to resist in the face of the surging spirit beasts in the array.

Xu Han looked at the martial artist in front of him, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, and he said in surprise: "It turns out that without this black mist, your strength will also be affected." ”

Xueao's face was furious, and the sharp spear in his hand stabbed him, but he was easily avoided by Xu Han.

Without the blessing of the black mist, the momentum of the blood ao has also weakened a lot compared to before, and it seems that the warriors of the Soul Island are constantly ghosts, or the martial arts of this melee combat, are closely related to the ghosts in the air.

Roar!

With an angry roar, he wanted to rush towards Xu Han's blood ao, but next to him were several spirit beasts in the late stage of the god transformation realm, with their big mouths of blood basins, heading towards the blood ao.

Although the spirit beasts in the array cannot be compared with the real spirit beasts, there is a steady stream in the big array in front of him, and I don't know what method Zhou Xiaopang used, but it was supported by such an aura.

Yes!

There was a scream in the air in the distance, and a mid-stage martial artist of the Transformation God Realm hidden in the ghost shadow fell straight to the ground, and a little dark red blood flowed out of his eyebrows.

With the death of the warrior, the many ghosts in the air instantly dissipated, turning into piles of dust and disappearing with the wind.

Without the cover of the dense fog, Haokong's thin needles that could not be found traced, but there were a lot of gains, looking at the companions who died on one side, and the rest of the Soul Island martial artists, their eyes were full of horror.

The attributes of Haokong are all known to the martial artists of the Soul Island in the field, and the martial artists of the spatial attributes, the attacks that break directly from the void are completely traceless, and if you don't feel it carefully, you can't detect it at all.

In the face of the surging spirit beasts, the Soul Island martial artists in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm kept dying, and the face of the blood exhibition had become extremely ugly, and more than a hundred Soul Island martial artists were all killed in the hands of Xu Han and a few people.

The many martial artists who were summoned before were all disciples of Soul Island who had gathered around, but they didn't expect that they were almost all dead now.

"Blood Ao! what else can you do, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance?" Xu Han glanced at the last mid-stage martial artist of the Transformation God Realm who died in the distance, looked at the Blood Ao in front of him, and chuckled lightly.

The blood ao, who danced with a spear in his hand, his face was furious, and his face was already full of frost, and the strength of the late stage of the Transformation God Realm had taken so long to deal with a mid-stage martial artist.

The armor on this warrior's body is really strange, and the defensive power is so strong that his fierce gray gun can't be pierced.

"You're looking for death!" Blood Ao shouted angrily, and the sharp spear in his hand swept over, but it was easily blocked by the sword qi drawn by Xu Han.

The continuous death of the warriors of Soul Island has drastically reduced the number of ghosts in the air, and there are hundreds of ghosts, but now there are only twenty left, and all of them are covered in injuries, and under the attacks of the continuous stream of spirit beasts, they are all in danger.

Blood Zhan glanced at the blood crow fighting in the distance, and a trace of shock crossed his eyes, the blood crow with such a strong melee power couldn't do anything to Xu Han.

The surging spirit beasts, as well as the flying tentacles, the few people who left the soul island were completely suppressed by Haokong and a few people.

"Be careful that they escape!" Haokong looked at the blood exhibition in his eyes, a cold light crossed his face, and he whispered in his mouth, the prodigal son around him responded lightly in their eyes, but they slowly separated, surrounding the few people from Soul Island in the middle.

Rumble!

With a soft sound, the blood crow stabbed towards Xu Han in the air was suddenly hit by a purple light, and his body fell directly towards the ruins in the distance.

The blood exhibition in his heart, who was already panicked, looked at the blood cao that was hit, his eyes were anxious, but he ran towards the forest on the side without saying a word.

The white fog that had previously shrouded the surroundings had disappeared, and if the dense fog had prevented it from appearing, I was afraid that I would have been trapped in this great array.

"Where to escape?" Looking at the blood exhibition that suddenly turned around, the prodigal son's face turned angry, and he shouted in his mouth, and a huge knife qi in his hand was also cut down in the air.