Wu Chong looked at the thing that had become exactly like him.

Raising his hand in that direction, the 'Law Seal' in his body worked, and sword qi was born from his fingertips, and then instantly pierced through the mist, nailing those seven or eight strange things into a sieve.

The few people who watched this scene were stunned, completely unaware of what was going on.

However, this also confirmed the fact that Wu Chong was able to see through the fog.

"Can you see what's inside the mist?"

Ding Wushang was suddenly excited.

After being lost for so many days, I finally see hope.

"Keep walking, there are still a few people to save." Dissipating the sword qi, Wu Chong glanced at the few black things that were no longer formed, and continued to move forward.

His strength was different from Ding Wusupreme's martial arts, and the invulnerable humanoid monster was also pierced under his sword qi. Not to mention the few beast monsters left, none of them are complete.

After a while, Wu Chong took four people and found Ma Runan who had passed out on a major road.

Liu Ting, who had been following her, also fainted to death dozens of meters away.

Fortunately, it wasn't torn apart by the black monster.

Perhaps, they were left behind by the black monsters.

"Master Wu, if the root cause of the fog is not solved, it will spread to Jinghai City sooner or later."

Seeing that Wu Chong had already saved all his subordinates, the old monk who had been following him spoke up. He didn't say anything nonsense such as righteousness, nor did he say that he would let Wu Chong accompany them to save the celestials of Daming Temple and Jinghai Academy, but talked about this problem from Wu Chong's point of view.

"Old monk, don't think about it, I won't leave until the matter is resolved."

Wu Chong glanced at the old monk.

Sure enough, this kind of guy who has lived a long time is more understanding and knows how to speak than young people.

"In this way, on behalf of the people of Jinghai City, Lao Wei thanked the landlord for his life."

The old monk whispered a Buddha horn and retreated to his original position.

Wu Chong walked over and helped Ma Runan up, and crossed a true yuan casually.

After Zhenyuan entered the body, she quickly dispelled the 'fog thread' that had infiltrated her body, and even the gray marks on her arms were wiped out by Zhenyuan.

The true yuan cultivated by Wu Chong is, to a certain extent, at the same level as divine power.

"Your Excellency?"

Ma Runan woke up and immediately showed excitement when he saw Wu Chong.

Over there, Liu Ting was also rescued.

"Explain the situation to me."

Wu Chong said.

Ma Runan's situation is different from Ding Wushang's group, and the gray marks on her body are something that Ding Wushang has never encountered.

Hearing Wu Chong's order, Ma Runan quickly described what happened to him.

She spoke very carefully, even describing the order of the disappearances of the people who fled with her.

Will the fog spread with people?

If this is true, after they leave the fog, will this fog also spread with them all the way to Jinghai City. There is also the question of divine power......

Wu Chong became interested in this so-called 'black god'.

When he was promoted, he needed the 'divine power' material, and the Jindan was promoted to the heart of the desolate god, and now the material for the promotion of the yuan infant is ready to be replaced by the 'desolate blood' for the time being, but what to do with the god. For Wu Chong, the transformation of the god should be the most important threshold, and the quality of the materials required for this qualitative change level realm must be higher.

At that time, unless he goes to cut down the ancient gods, or finds the body of the aragod, the promotion materials can jam him.

Neither of these routes is easy to achieve.

The ancient gods are tied to the Great Apocalypse royal family, and if you want to cut the ancient gods, you have to deal with the Great Apocalypse royal family, and even if you solve the Great Apocalypse royal family, whether you can cut down and win the ancient gods is two theories.

Not to mention the Aragami side, the people of the Aragami Sect are all crazy.

Going to grab something from a madman, it's exciting to think about.

Wu Chong had also been worrying about this matter before, but the appearance of the 'Black God' gave him a new path. The people of the three major sects and the royal family should also have the same idea as him, and they all want to grab the fat pig of the 'Black God' to be their own opportunity.

"Lao Ding, do you have a way to contact Senior Sister Su?"

Su Daoyu and their group were the first to explore the 'New Temple', and when they found them, they naturally knew what was going on with these fogs.

And the so-called 'black god'.

"Yes."

Ding Wushang and his entourage came here to rescue Su Daoyu and Uncle Jinghaicheng, so they naturally had a way to get in touch.

I saw that he took out a yellow talisman from his arms, which was much more normal than the talisman drawn by Wu Da Dang, and it was the size of a palm, and there were some ghost talismans written on it with cinnabar, and Wu Chong felt the breath of the ancient gods from above.

Ignite the talisman, and a strange layer of power spreads.

After a few moments, the talisman burned out.

The dust fell to the ground, forming a jumble of lines.

"Senior sister said that she was at the entrance of the temple, and there were several other celestials with him."

"In what direction?"

"Uh......"

Ding Wushang was speechless, there is fog everywhere here, it is good to be sure that people are alive, how can it be possible to distinguish the direction.

"Forget it, you give me another talisman."

After Wu Chong asked for a talisman, he folded it into a paper crane and poured the true yuan into it. Grabbed the talisman ash left on the ground and poured it on the paper crane, every process was very careful, and the people next to him didn't even dare to speak.

After doing all this, Wu Chong waved his hand and threw the paper crane into the sky.

Then a breath of 'sprinkling beans into soldiers' poured into it.

The paper crane came to life in an instant.

Several people next to them were stunned when they saw this scene, even the old monk of Daming Temple and the old master of Jinghai Academy were amazed, indicating that they were eye-opening.

"Go, find the man."

Wu Chong drove Zhenyuan, and the paper crane suddenly fluttered its wings and flew forward.

After condensing the magic seal, the immortal magic and Dao techniques controlled by Wu Chong became more and more mysterious. Finally, there are a few immortal cultivators.

Led by Paper Crane, Wu Chong and his party crossed two streets.

Gradually, the fog around me became thicker and thicker as we went, and the buildings around me became taller and taller, and some large stone carvings began to appear on both sides of the street. Most of these stone carvings are in the shape of beasts, and occasionally humans are also wild images with animal skins around their waists. The entire temple was filled with a completely different style than it is now.

The crane flapped its wings twice and then stopped on a white stone slab.

With a 'snort', the crane burst into flames on its own.

The ground under the slate suddenly cracked, and a huge pitch-black tentacle stretched out from the slate, and the little Taoist priest and Liu Ting who were standing at the very edge didn't even have time to react, they were dragged down by the pitch-black tentacles.

"Bold and wicked!"

Wu Chong took a stride, his body swelled up, and he saw his right hand, and he actually grabbed it when the tentacle was about to retreat.

The muscles on his body suddenly bulged, and the martial seal in his body worked rapidly.

The heart beat rapidly, the violent force stretched out, and the arm swelled several times at once.