A humanoid object, dressed in the armor of the Divine Force, flew out of the mist.

"It's Lao Zhang!"

"Lao Zhang came out. ”

Zhang Ruochen, who was close to the age of six, seemed to be thrown out of the fog, and hit the city wall like the arm of the dried corpse.

"How could Lao Zhang be thrown out?"

Zhang Ruochen fell to Chen Chunan's side, and Chen Chunan immediately helped Zhang Ruochen up.

Cao Gui, who was originally lying upright on the ground with a desperate face, seemed to suddenly return to his soul, stood upright, and came to Zhang Ruochen's side with a healthy step.

There were four fingerprints on Zhang Ruochen's chest, and black and red blood flowed out of those four fingerprints.

Chen Chunan could almost see the dangerous scene at that time from these four fingerprints.

A dried corpse poked out a palm to Zhang Ruochen's chest, and four shriveled fingers pierced into the flesh and blood of Zhang Ruochen's chest, and before the thumb on the palm could touch Zhang Ruochen's chest, Zhang Ruochen quickly moved away from the dried corpse's shriveled palm and picked up a life.

Cao Gui was very excited, the muscles on his face twitched, and he took Zhang Ruochen from Chen Chunan's hands.

"Lao Zhang!" The tears on Cao Gui's face couldn't stop flowing, his lips were trembling, seeing Zhang Ruochen emerge from the mist alive, he held back a lot of words in his stomach, but now he couldn't say a word.

All the soldiers gathered around, wondering what was going on on the other side of the fog.

Zhang Ruochen's injuries were very serious, in Cao Gui's arms, he always frowned, pouring all the yuan power of his body into his chest, but he still couldn't stop the black blood on his chest.

The body of the dried corpse is highly poisonous, and after being injured by it for a while, the blood from the wound will turn black and red, and it will be difficult to heal.

After a long time, the nerves on Zhang Ruochen's face relaxed, and he slowly opened his eyes, but the yuan power in his whole body was still gathering towards his chest, and he was trying his best to prevent the black blood from spreading into his body.

"Lord Brigade Marshal, he blew himself up with the amethyst and sent me out with his last strength. Zhang Ruochen had tears in his eyes.

Originally, he was ready to die with a dried corpse, but he didn't expect Wang Si to push him into the fog and throw him out of the fog desperately.

Amethyst is the mark of a strong person in the Imperial Spirit Realm, and every strong person who breaks through to the Imperial Spirit Realm needs to fuse an amethyst stone.

Amethyst can communicate with the five internal organs of the human body and the twelve meridians, once it is fused with the human body, it cannot be divided again, unless the person's internal organs are broken to cut out the amethyst stone.

Wang Si detonated the amethyst in his body, and he couldn't die anymore.

Many of the soldiers were saddened, and their brigade commander paid with his life to cover their evacuation.

"Those dry corpses won't come after us through the fog. "All the soldiers are worried, those dried corpses are terrible to fight, and they eat people.

If one of the five dried corpses arrives, they can kill them all.

"They shouldn't have been able to get by, or they would have come a long time ago. Although Zhang Ruochen is very sad, he is still very sensible.

Wang Si left them, Zhang Ruochen naturally became the leader of the Pioneer Brigade, he could not continue to sink in pain, he had to take the rest of the Pioneer Brigade back to the base camp of the Shence Army.

"But even if those dried corpses can't get through, we won't be able to get out, and sooner or later we'll starve to death in this hellish place. "Many of the soldiers don't look good.

The city gate was filled with a desperate and oppressive atmosphere, and Zhang Ruochen glanced over the faces of every soldier.

There was some kind of special rule on the thick and vicissitudes of the city gate, and they could not leave even a trace on the city gate, as if once the gate was closed, there was no way to open it again.

Zhang Ruochen dragged his tired body to the city gate, his eyes were solemn, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Chirp!"

Huang Ying's voice sounded in Chen Chunan's mind again, and it was suddenly very excited, and said to Chen Chunan: "Go to the third image, you carefully feel the big iron sword and see if you can catch it." ”

"What?" Huang Ying's words surprised Chen Chunan.

"It's just an image, how can I catch it?"

"Listen to me, go. Huang Ying's tone was very domineering and could not be refused.

Chen Chunan stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to the image under Huang Ying's guidance, he put all his mind on this image, carefully feeling the scenes in the image.

Zheng!

Suddenly, Chen Chunan seemed to hear a clang.

"It's that iron sword!" Chen Chunan was startled, and at the same time, he seemed to feel that the big iron sword was crossing time and space and rushing towards him.

It was a strange feeling, as if the iron sword was his object, waiting for his master.

"Huh?"

The next moment, something even more wonderful happened, Chen Chunan felt that there was an extra sword in his hand, and the iron sword finally crossed time and space and came to Chen Chunan's hand.

However, when Chen Chunan carefully looked into his right hand, his hand was empty, and he couldn't see anything.

"What's going on, how do I feel like the sword is inside me?"

Chen Chunan's eyes widened, looking at the image in a daze, and there seemed to be one voice after another in his ears.

Of course, the iron sword could not really enter his body, as if it was an illusion for a moment, but he felt that the sense of summoning from the center of the city was even stronger.

Chen Chunan was almost certain that the sense of summoning came from the iron sword in the hand of the white-clothed Saint King in the image.

Chen Chunan always stretched out his hand in front of the image, as if he was holding a sword in his hand.

Suddenly, Chen Chunan felt that his body was a little hot, and he felt as if an ancient giant beast was sleeping in his body, slowly awakening under the call of that voice.

Airplanes!

A buzz sounded in Chen Chunan's mind, a white light flashed, and the white-clothed saint in the image actually appeared in his mind, he was holding a big iron sword, and he was performing a set of supreme sword mastery in Chen Chunan's mind.

"This ......" Chen Chunan's divine sense was completely attracted by that figure, and he observed it carefully.

"Is this the martial arts of immortal cultivators?" This set of swordsmanship is too profound, Chen Chunan can't understand it at all, but he feels that that this set of swordsmanship is very powerful in the hands of the white-clothed saint.

Regardless of whether Chen Chunan could understand it or not, the white-clothed saint was still playing over and over again in Chen Chunan's mind.

"Behold, there is a fog in front of the gates. I don't know who was the first to notice the changes at the city gate, and everyone gathered together to watch carefully at the fog that suddenly appeared in front of the city gate.

The haze, like the haze behind them, was like a barrier, as if stepping through the haze would allow them to reach another world.

The fog in front of the gate closed the entire gate.

All the soldiers looked at each other, their mouths were so dry that they looked at the mist at the city gates, and they did not dare to step forward easily.

They don't know what kind of world is connected behind this mist, and if they step through the mist, they will reappear in that city, and they may not have a chance to come out alive.

However, they were more worried that there was another, more terrifying place behind the mist.

"I'm going to explore the way for everyone. ”

Cao Gui strode forward, and when he was about to enter the mist alone, Chen Chunan came to his side: "I'm with you." ”