"Woo......" A long voice sounded, and the leader blew the conch in his hand.

Zhang Yuan held the red blade in his hand and ran towards the leader with all his might. Everyone knows that blowing the conch here and now must have some powerful method hidden, and it must not be allowed to go as desired.

Glancing at Zhang Yuan, who was rushing over, the leader was not in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were only ten steps away, and for a warrior, this was already close at hand.

A black shadow on the ground suddenly wriggled like a snake, wrapping around Zhang Yuan's body, slightly blocking his castration. Zhang Yuan raised his knife and slashed down, and the black shadow came into contact with the red light, and it immediately broke apart. However, more black shadows climbed up again, and they didn't care about themselves, but they also wanted to stop Zhang Yuan.

At the same time, streams of black mist emerged from the conch in the leader's hand. The black mist was as black as ink, and it did not escape after drifting out, but flowed like water to the surroundings. Wherever he passed, the surrounding air currents were agitated, and strings of firelight appeared, making a clattering sound.

In front of the leader, the mist was shrouded, which already concealed his figure.

The black mist continued to flow and fall on the already precarious Ravenfaces. His body suddenly perked up, his body gradually swelled, his strength skyrocketed, and his eyes, hidden behind the mask, glowed a terrifying red.

Xiang Qi suddenly felt the pressure on the other side increase sharply, and the sword slashed at the crow-faced man, and he couldn't cut it down.

At the same time, the black mist gradually drifted in the direction of their house, and two heavy riders were contaminated with some of them. The two of them froze, letting out a miserable cry that was not like a human voice, the skin on their bodies kept rolling, and their bodies were violently deformed, as if something was about to break out of their bodies.

"Withdraw." Xiang Qi had never seen such a situation, so he hurriedly called the remaining people, avoided the black fog and ran in the direction of his house, this was no longer a situation that he could deal with, and if he continued to fight, he could only increase the casualties.

As soon as they ran a few steps, the two heavy horsemen, together with the war horses under their crotches, stretched out seven or eight tentacles from their bodies, and the man and the horse grew together, becoming a monster with no man or horse, with pus, roaring at the departing people, struggling to die in pain.

The black crows in the sky became more and more excited, and one by one they threw themselves into the black mist like seabirds fishing, and when they reappeared, their bodies had more than tripled, and they flew towards the black tiger noisily. Gradually, the black tiger could no longer support it, and its number plummeted sharply, retreating over the carriage.

The situation is already bad, and it can't be worse, and no one can resist the invasion of this black fog. On the contrary, the opponent has this thing to help, and the combat power has soared, and between one rise and one fall, this battle can no longer be fought.

It is impossible to attack the chief. The black mist around him is his talisman. The tragic situation of the two heavy riders is vividly vivid, and at this time, it is purely self-defeating.

Seeing that something was wrong, the strong man standing next to the carriage struggled to lift the cart without horses, and was ready to pull the cart to escape with his own strength.

Suddenly, the sound of the conch stopped abruptly, and as soon as the sound stopped, the black mist no longer gushed out. Everyone didn't know what was going on, but they just looked in the direction of the heaviest black mist, the leader.

Time was back in time, and the leader was struggling to blow the conch, his hair falling to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye. These black mist were pure and obscure mist that he had painstakingly collected, but they were not comparable to the wisps of gray and black mist on the Starfall Plain.

Although he can resist some of it himself, these black fogs are harmful to his body after all. Besides, this is still the territory of the human race, and these black fogs are not tolerated by this side of the world, and they will be eliminated soon. The fires and sounds at the edge of the black mist were the result of the hedge of the aura here.

Seeing that his subordinates were gaining power again, the leader was rejoicing, and suddenly a man sprang out from under him, slashed at the conch, and knocked it to the ground. Before he could react, the man had already collected the conch in his hand.

The leader couldn't help but be shocked, who could not be afraid of the black fog, ran inside to attack him, and in a moment of carelessness, he was actually succeeded by the other party.

When I saw it clearly, I couldn't help but be stunned, this person had seen it myself, it was the person I met in the alley when I went to Dingyuan City to look for Aoki that day. Although I felt a little strange at the beginning, I didn't care about it because of something, but I didn't expect it to appear here and snatch my magic weapon.

Could it be this person....... Just as he was suspicious, the leader found that the knife in the other party's hand was also a little strange, and the black mist came to its side, and there was no wind to start turbulence, rolling and drilling into the knife.

This person is not afraid of black fog, and he is an outlier.

Wu Yan looked at the conch in his hand and put it in his waist.

"Give me back the conch, or ......" the leader said coldly, lifting the sword in his hand.

"Otherwise what." Wu Yan interrupted the other party's words, "If it weren't for Aoki, I would have hacked you to death with one sword." Don't say anything cruel, look around, if this black fog is broken, how long can your men hold out. Just like you, I'm afraid that at this time, you are also strong from the outside, and it is not easy to urge this conch.

In this way, I don't care what kind of alliance leader you are or not, take advantage of the fatigue of both sides to withdraw the people and horses, otherwise, hum, I don't know who died here. ”

"Who are you, why aren't you afraid of the fog?"

"I'm just a noble guard who begs for food, as for what kind of fog is this." Wu Yan looked at the black mist around him, and reached out and grabbed it, "I'm also wondering why this black mist can't hurt me." By the way, you're a thug. ”

The leader was stunned, "You actually know my identity, Aoki told you?" ”

Wu Yan waved his hand, "Don't think about it, Aoki didn't say it, I guess." This black fog is about to disperse, we can meet and talk about it again, and you should ask your people to withdraw at the moment. ”

After a moment's hesitation, the leader bowed his head and said, "This is not a place to talk, and the two of us can meet again in three days." Seeing Wu Gan's playful expression, he added, "Don't worry, just you and me, I still talk about faith." ”

"Okay, when I find a place to hide, you can retreat." Wu Yan said, taking advantage of the black fog to cover him, and ran towards the other side of the battlefield, and soon the figure disappeared.

The leader, that is, Yun Ming, sighed, today's matter is finally hasty, the other party is right, as soon as the black fog clears, he may not have the strength to fight again. That's it, withdraw.

The leader emerged from the black fog and roared, signaling his men to retreat.

Retreat is not so simple, in order to prevent the other party's tail from pursuing, the leader broke off with the woman hiding in the shadow, under the cover of the black mist, with his few remaining subordinates slowly retreated, and the crows and black tigers in the sky also gradually separated.

Zhao Ling's side, seeing the other party retreating, knew that something had happened. I wanted to send someone to chase after him, but I saw that the other party was hiding in the strange black mist, and I could only watch the enemy disappear.

A sneak attack came down, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. On Zhao Ling's side, the Xiang army suffered the most casualties, after all, it was on the periphery, and it bore the brunt of the attack, leaving only the three of Chen Commander and Zhang Yuan, Wu Gan, and Sha Pestle. More than 40 people came out, and only a few people remained, and Commander Chen could be said to have wanted to cry without tears, and he really became the commander of the light pole.

On this side, there are fifteen more people. As for those strangers, there are only four people left, among which the strong man has lost his combat power after fighting hard.

Yun Ming retreated, and the rest of the people hurried out of camp despite the darkness of the night, and did not stop until midnight when they found a mountain col.

The campfire flickered, and the camp was lifeless, and it was supposed to be just a escort trip, but it was a disaster that could not help but be depressing. Wu Gen looked at the bonfire and didn't say a word, but he wasn't worried about the war, today's big battle was really an eye-opener.

It turned out that the heavy cavalry raid had such an effect, especially when charging towards the leading team, the invincible momentum was really desirable. There are also these strange and bizarre methods, which are also wonderful.

What surprised Wu Gen the most was that Zhang Yuan also had a strange technique, and looking at his methods, he was not weaker than another person.

Thinking of the three-day appointment with Yun Ming, I can't help but yearn for it. Why is he not afraid of obscurity, is it true that he is a descendant of the soldiers, but he has to have a good discussion with Yun Ming.

In the early morning of the second day, as soon as Wu Yan opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Ling strolling in the camp, and the maid was holding a tray behind him, and a porcelain vase was placed on the plate. When he saw the injured soldier, Zhao Ling would be kind and relieved, and poured out a small pill like a mung bean from the porcelain bottle and asked the soldier to take it.

Such a noble person personally delivered medicine for himself, and many soldiers were panicked and happy, and they were busy getting up to give gifts. Without him, these nobles don't even meet each other on weekdays, so these people are flattered. In this way, everyone settled down, and the faint resentment was swept away.

Wu Ling looked at Zhao Ling with a sarcastic expression, this trick of undressing and pushing food, this Zhao Ling is very proficient. With such heavy losses, I am afraid that many people did not even know the purpose of this trip, so they lost their lives in vain.

When he walked in front of Wu Gan, Zhao Ling smiled slightly, "Wu Gan, come with me." ”

"Well, it's going on again." Wu Geng was sneering in his heart and a little hesitant.

Zhao Ling is a person who feels very dangerous to himself.

This danger does not mean that swords and soldiers are fighting each other, but that this person is moody, treacherous, and unscrupulous for the sake of the end.

The last time in the carriage, a dignified noble man actually teased a Chinese man and forced the other party to agree to his request. Facts have proved that this method is indeed effective, otherwise Wu Gen would not have run into the black fog to stop Yun Ming.

This person has good means, and if he is not careful, he will fall into her way. In addition, there is another reason, in all fairness, Zhao Ling is indeed good-looking, and his demeanor is flattering, which makes Wu Ling really unbearable.

As he reached the carriage, the maid lowered the curtain. Zhao Ling didn't make any abnormal movements, rubbing his eyebrows, and seemed to be a little tired.

Wu Gen sat down in a regular manner, looked at his nose, nose and mouth, and mouth and heart, and sat solemnly.

"Wu Gan, thank you for last night's incident, if you hadn't taken away the conch magic weapon, I'm afraid we would have lost our lives." Zhao Ling said slowly, motioning for Wu Gan to use the tea on the table for his own use.

Wu Yan was a little surprised, yesterday in the black fog, no one should have seen it. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of the black cat hiding in the corner, covered in patches, and suddenly I thought to myself, this beast was in the air at that time, and I must not hide from its eyes.

"Since you promised your nobles, you will definitely live up to your trust." Wu Yan said angrily.

"Okay, don't pretend to me, since you took the magic weapon, why don't you kill that person." Zhao Ling's face was covered with a layer of murderous aura.

Wu Yan was just about to explain, but Zhao Ling waved his hand impatiently and said, "I don't care what deal you have reached with him, in short, don't miss my trip." ”

Zhao Ling's attitude made Wu Yan feel at ease, picked up the teacup and poured a sip, well, yes, good rock tea.

"Zhao Guiren, what is the purpose of this trip, you have to give me a thorough understanding, if you encounter another accident, don't be caught off guard."

Zhao Ling twisted his hair with one hand, and said after a moment of silence: "Indeed, since you ask for help, how can you not tell the truth." Have you heard the rumors of the decline of Qi Practitioners? ”

Wu Yan nodded, Shui Congyue had said about this matter, "I heard that it is related to the fog?" ”

Zhao Ling nodded, "Yes, you have already seen last night, this obscure fog in the aura of heaven and earth, it can be said that water and fire are incompatible, and when the two meet, they will eliminate each other under mutual hedge."

According to legend, in ancient times, heaven and earth were full of spiritual energy, and practicing qi can be described as the avenue of heaven and earth, and various schools of thought and means emerged in endlessly. But later, with the invasion of obscurity, the aura gradually weakened, and the foundation of cultivation was lost. It is the gradual emergence of all kinds of aliens that has led to the current situation. ”

"Then Zhao Guiren ......"

"Call me Zhao Ling."

"Ahem, Miss Zhao Ling, then your trip has something to do with it."

"Exactly, I got a token by chance, but it was a token of the ancient cultivation sect Wentian Sect. After trying his best to probe around, he finally figured out where the mountain gate of this Wentianzong was located, which was in this starfall plain.

It is very likely that these vanished sects contain secrets and scriptures for Qi cultivation. In recent years, as the world has become more and more stable, the aura has recovered in some places, and the practice of qi has shown signs of rising again, but it is difficult to make progress due to the loss of a large number of classics, so many people have moved the idea of visiting historical sites. ”

"Miss Zhao is no exception, that's why I have this trip to the Starfall Plain."

"Yes, I think that in ancient times, the means of practicing qi were extraordinary, moving mountains and seas, turning clouds and rain, so it is not desirable, and the cultivation is successful, you can enter the immortal path, and the life span is long, such a means, isn't it desirable."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ling's eyes were shining, his chest rose and fell sharply, and his heart was obviously quite excited.

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