As soon as he walked out, Hei Feng suddenly looked at the instrument and said, "There are more than a dozen people in the direction of 3 o'clock, and these people are coming towards us, and the speed is very fast."

Wen Junzhi glanced at the instrument and said, "The three people in front of them are a group, and the large group in the back is chasing them. It's likely that two teams of occultists are on fire."

Everyone looked at Bai Zhou, who pondered for a moment and said, "Let's see the situation."

Several people quickly hid in the bushes and gathered their breath.

Soon, three figures rushed from the depths of the forest.

It was two men and a woman, both very fast, but the woman was wounded, and one man was holding her up, and the other was breaking for them.

Suddenly, the man snorted, and was struck in the back by a knife qi, and then a rope flew up like a snake, wrapped around his limbs, and lifted him into the air.

Bai Zhou glanced at the rope, and there was a line of small letters on it.

Soul Binding Rope: Inferior spiritual weapons, people and souls can be bound, and there is no escape below the fusion realm, and Voldemort juice can be broken.

"Number 13!" The two in front exclaimed.

The young man who was tied up shouted, "Leave me alone, hurry up!"

"Go? Don't even think about leaving." A voice came coldly, and then several figures appeared in all directions, surrounding them.

Bai Zhou swept it with his afterglow, and found that these people were all occultists, and they were all masters of the Enlightened Light Realm.

Then a young man walked slowly out from behind the bushes.

This person is wearing a camouflage uniform, fully armed, and looks quite handsome, but there is a touch of evil in his eyes, no matter how handsome he is, he can't hide it.

"Who the hell are you?" The man holding the woman asked sharply, "How dare you attack a SWS agent?"

"Who you are is none of my business." The young man looked at them with a smirk, "I just want what you have."

"The equipment on us is the property of the Special Security Bureau, it is numbered and recorded, even if you snatch it, it will be useless, but it will become evidence that you killed the agents of the Special Security Service." The agent said sternly.

"Don't pretend to be garlic." The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and he said viciously, "The thing you found in the rat hole should be handed over immediately, or else it will ......."

As soon as he moved his hand, the Soul Binding Cord wrapped around No. 13's neck and tightened it hard, and No. 13 immediately showed a look of pain, and his face turned blue.

The two agents, a man and a woman, looked anxious.

"Is it the lives of my comrades that matter, or the treasures?" The corners of the young man's mouth hooked, "I guess you should know it in your hearts."

Although the 13th was strangled in pain, he still gritted his teeth desperately and said, "Don't give them ...... They won't let us go......

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his fingers, the Soul Binding Cord strangled Number 13 and could no longer speak.

"Have you thought about it?" He said to the remaining two, "I have limited patience, and if you don't hand him over, I can kill him first, and then I will kill you." Combined, you're no match for us anyway."

The man and the woman showed signs of struggle, and finally could only take out a cardboard box.

It is not an ordinary cardboard box, but a cardboard made by adding several kinds of spiritual plants when making paper, which is hard and can lock the spiritual energy of spiritual plants, which is an extremely cheap and easy-to-use utensil.

Bai Zhou frowned, and was about to go out, but was held down by Wen Junzhi.

Wen Junzhi shook his head at her, and said silently with his lips, "Listen to me, I have a way."

Just as the two agents, a man and a woman, were about to hand over the cardboard box to the young man, suddenly a strange low roar came from not far away.

Everyone was shocked.

The young man clenched the knife in his hand, and his men looked around warily, strangely not sensing any monsters approaching.

But the roar was so clear.

The fog was so thick that they couldn't see anything clearly ten paces away, and they could only rely on perception.

The roar was getting closer.

The young man felt the voice come behind him, close at hand.

He spun around and slashed out, but nothing was slashed, as if the monster had never existed.

However, he felt that some of the aura in his body had been drained away.

He was horrified.

His subordinates also felt it, and the feeling of low cultivation was even more obvious.

The low roar was near, and the young man slashed frantically with a few slashes, slashing through the grass and trees all around, but to no avail.

He felt like his aura had been drained of him a bit.

And the three people of the Special Security Bureau looked suspicious, this monster didn't seem to be coming at them?

This happened several times, and the young man felt that the aura in his body was declining wildly, and a feeling of weakness welled up in his limbs.

He was horrified in his heart, what kind of monster was this, it was invisible and invisible, and it could still cause such serious damage to them?

If this continues, won't they all have to be sucked up by this monster and become its blood food.

No, this place is not suitable for a long time!