On the jet-black water, a string of bubbles bubbled, and a strange thing slowly floated on the surface.

Why is it a thing, because this appearance is really indescribable, like a person cutting off the lower half of the body, and then connecting the upper body of another person, so cumulative, like a reptile superimposed three or four layers. On the monster's face, there is a pile of rotten meat, and only a big mouth grows.

Watching the monster float up little by little, everyone gasped, and they all felt cold. This kind of monster should never exist in this world.

Soon, ripples appeared elsewhere on the surface of the water, and monsters floated up one by one. Some of them looked like monsters, while others were the complete opposite, their entire bodies made up of seven or eight legs, with a head arched in the middle.

Monsters that can only appear in nightmares like this are vividly presented in front of everyone.

"Where we've been, it's hell." The sand pestle wept and muttered in a low voice.

Suddenly, a monster tentatively tried to climb onto the bridge. A crow pawn next to him slashed down, and the monster fell into the water with a thud. The lake vibrated and rippled in circles, but like a trumpet, many monsters woke up and swam silently towards the bridge with their mouths open.

Strange to say, these monsters obviously didn't make a sound, but as soon as they got closer, a burst of whispering sounded in everyone's hearts.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and an inexplicable emotion flooded, killing, furious, and chaotic. The crowd became agitated, some people covered their heads tightly, and some couldn't bear it, waving their weapons around.

Seeing this situation, Wu Yan wanted to run towards the exit, but there were so many people behind him, so he had no choice but to turn around and run towards the island. Some people who were still a little conscious also reacted, endured the discomfort, and rushed towards the island one after another.

As everyone ran, the monster, which had been a little sluggish, became active and accelerated towards the bridge. The weapon slashed at the monster, and its slimy body was quite weak. Even if a piece of body is cut off, the monster has no effect. The severed limbs fell into the water, and were snatched by other monsters, swallowed in one gulp, or attached to their own bodies.

The stranger with the long tongue in Zhao Ling's team pierced the monster's body with a single palm, but soon he howled. The monster's juice stuck to his hands, and black smoke rose from his palms, shrinking at a rate visible to the naked eye.

A monster grabs the Tongued Inhuman and drags him alive into the water. The person kept struggling, the long tongue popped out, wrapped around the rope bridge, desperately holding on, seeing that the rope was about to be torn off by him, Zhao Ling grabbed the knife of a person next to him, and cut it down mercilessly, and the long tongue was cut off.

Losing his support, the long-tongued Inhuman was pulled into the water, and after a few bubbles, it disappeared.

Along the way, people kept falling. The monsters followed the footsteps of everyone, climbing and chasing towards the bridge one by one, and the huge stone bridge was crawling with these ghost things.

Wu Yan ran first, there was no monster in front of him, and he ran smoothly to the island. Putting down Chu Ji, he reached out and took off the bow and arrow on his body, and shot at the monster on the bridge, covering the rest of the people to run.

The old man shook his hand, and the flames flew towards the monster clinging to the bridge. The fire fell on its body, and the monster was stunned for a moment, and swallowed the flames in a big gulp. Seeing this, the neighboring monsters seemed to smell the beauty and came to snatch it.

"Oh no, spells don't work for these things." A layer of cold sweat broke out on the old man's forehead, these monsters were quite interested in spells containing aura.

Wu Yan saw clearly on the shore, waved his hand, and said, "Fight backwards to attract the attention of monsters." ”

The old man immediately understood what Wu Qian meant, and the fireballs flew towards the bridge away from everyone one after another, and a raging fire broke out on the stone bridge. The monsters became more excited, and threw themselves into the flames.

The pressure on the people on the bridge suddenly became less, and they rushed to the shore one after another.

Wu Yan stood by the bridge to answer one by one, and there was no difference between friend and foe at this time. When he arrived at the bridge, Zhao Lingxu was running with soft feet, and his body fell into the lake water.

Zhao Ling just wanted to say thank you, but saw Wu Gan turn around and rush onto the bridge again, it turned out that those flames were quickly swallowed up by the monster, and he turned around and chased after everyone. Sha Pestle and Zhang Yuan fell last, and there were monsters in front of them and behind them.

Wu Geng waved his broken knife again and again, and the sky fell in waves and slashed out, and finally cut out a gap, "Go." The three of them supported each other and ran wildly along the bridge, narrowly reaching the shore.

Sitting on the ashes on the shore, Wu Gen gasped for breath. Zhang Yuan patted him on the head, "Thank you." ”

"Thanks, redundant." Wu Yan said angrily, but when he saw Yun Ming reaching out and handing over a pot of wine, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"To the strong." Yun Ming only said a word, then turned and left, counting the remaining crows in his team.

Wu Yan took a sip, yes, good wine, but saw Zhao Ling walking over with Chu Ji in his arms. The other party was just about to speak, but Wu Gen knew what he meant, and just said: "Don't forget the promise." ”

"That's nature." Zhao Ling smiled Yan Yan.

When the monster reached the shore, it did not dare to go ashore, and it could not feel the movement of everyone, so they retracted into the water one after another.

The group finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to take a look at the situation on the island.

From the shore upwards, without any buffer, a mountain rises into the sky. Along the dilapidated mountain road, rows of houses are scattered.

If the mountain is not gray and ruined at this time, and then accompanied by strange flowers and trees, it is a fairyland-like existence. It can be seen that this Wentian Sect was also quite prosperous at the beginning, but time has passed, and it has fallen to such a state.

Packing up and thinking, everyone went up the mountain road, and everywhere they went, they searched on both sides like bandits. Unfortunately, it has been abandoned for a long time, and many houses collapsed with a little effort.

Some places that were obviously stored in pills, magic weapons, and the like were the focus of everyone's search, but when they were opened, the pills had long since disappeared and turned into a few pieces of white ash. There are also some utensils, but they are spiritually lost, and they are not as good as the worldly swords.

Halfway through, Wu Yan was bored watching everyone busy, and he was amusing with Chu Ji. Anyway, the things that were looted had nothing to do with him, so Zhao Ling and Yun Ming's eyes were round, where could they allow others to hide.

Suddenly, Chu Ji's eyes widened at the open space on the side, and he stretched out his little hand as if he wanted to poke something. Wu Gan's heart tightened, and he hugged Chu Ji in his arms, looking around nervously.

"That guy seems to be angry." Chu Ji was still pointing at that place, his big eyes flickering. Wu Gan's heart was even more tugging, and he lamented, no, what the hell is there.

At this moment, Wu Gan's eyes darkened, and his heart ticked, like a drop of water falling into the lake. As the ripples rippled, a vague human figure appeared in the mind. The human form is constantly changing, with a faint light around it. On the other hand, I am just a flame that keeps beating.

Finally, the human form was clearer, but it was the appearance of a middle-aged man, his face twisted, and his body twisted back and forth strangely. There is a saying in the secret of delusion, this is an evil spirit invading the soul.

The figure of the middle-aged man flickered big and small, and a chaotic and chaotic consciousness came, as if there were dozens or hundreds of people speaking at the same time, buzzing, making Wu Yan a little upset.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's body suddenly became larger, his face showed a fierce color, and he rushed straight at Wu Gan. People in the world often say that when the soul dies, the way is gone, and if the soul is extinguished by it, I am afraid that I will have to explain it here today.

At this time, Wu Gen suddenly thanked Xianjiang, if he hadn't forced him to buy and sell a part of his tricks, he suddenly encountered such a situation today, and he couldn't say that he would die on this end.

In his mind, the evil spirit was about to devour Wu Gen when he saw it. But suddenly, Wu Gan's soul burst into flames, and in the flames, a huge figure resembling Wu Gen appeared, steadily blocking the invasion of evil spirits.

Looking at his monstrous flames, Wu Gen was quite satisfied, and sure enough, as Xianjiang said, his soul was strong. Although the other party is powerful, the light is looming.

No matter how strong the middle-aged man was in his life, he was running out of oil at this time.

The evil spirit was knocked out and flew out, looking at the flames of the heavens and the earth, he just had no sense, and instinctively told him that he couldn't provoke the other party, and he turned around and was about to disperse.

What are you doing, when I am a place here, Mao Keng, come if you want, leave if you want.

Wu Gen was unhappy in his heart, and according to the description of Du Yu, a huge flame writhed, and five long tongues of fire flew out, turning into a huge cage, trapping the evil spirit in it.

The evil spirit in the cage rushed left and right, but it was never able to escape, and its body became smaller and smaller.

Wu Gan's huge figure approached the cage, the evil spirit trembled in fright, his head spun around, the appearance of the original middle-aged man was gone, and he turned into a young woman, looking at Wu Gen pitifully.

"Dare to charm the owner of the village like Zhao Ling, looking for a fight." Wu Gen snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and shook it, and the cage shrank a lot. The woman screamed in horror, her head kept spinning, and with each revolution she changed her face, one moment into a child, the other into an old man.

After pondering for a long time, Wu Gen realized that this evil spirit, no, it should be said that it is this group of evil spirits. In fact, it was a powerful evil spirit that devoured other weak people of the same kind to form such a freak, no wonder the initial impression was that it was chaotic.

Wu Yan tightened the cage further, and these faces dispersed, leaving only the appearance of the middle-aged man. The hand was placed on his head, and the information transmitted was very disordered, and the most common was the word "aura", which showed that this evil spirit's obsession with aura.

After a while, Wu Gan's hand tightened, and the evil spirit disappeared into nothing. From these disorganized information, Wu Jian learned that the Wentian Sect had died due to the invasion of obscurity and fog, the aura had disappeared, and the entire sect could no longer cultivate.

A small number of low-level people fled, and the others could only use the spirit jade as a figurine and hide in it, waiting for the aura to recover again. It's just that under this wait, I don't know how many years, when Lingyu's spirituality is lost, these people will also disappear in the dust of history.

It's not that the Asking Heaven Sect hasn't explored the method of cultivating with obscure mist, and has also created a secret record called the Yin and Yang Combined Method, but it was not very successful, so it was discarded and ignored.

But Wu Gan attaches great importance to this, that is, if he doesn't cultivate, the soldiers can also have a method of cultivation.

Over the years, they have been exposed to obscure fog, and a small amount of obscure fog has entered their bodies, as long as they have the right assistance, there will be no problems. What Tianzong couldn't do back then, with the passage of time, it can't be said that it can't be done now.

Withdrawing his mind, Wu Yan looked at the busy crowd around him. Suddenly, my heart tightened, if there was only one evil spirit, it would be fine, before coming in, Chu Ji said that there are still a lot of evil spirit activities here, and these people who go out to search are not like they have the means to defend themselves if they are attacked.

Thinking of this, Wu Yan hurriedly found Zhao Ling and Yun Ming, "There are evil spirits here, hurry up and ask people to withdraw." ”

The two looked at Wu Yan a little strangely, and Zhao Ling said, "The banner hasn't moved yet, how do you know." Wu Jian was a little anxious, so he had to say that Chu Ji saw it.

Zhao Ling bent down and asked softly, "Chu Ji, do you see something strange, where is it?" ”

Hearing this, Chu Ji turned his head to look around, pointed to the distance and said, "There is a strange person there." ”

Zhao Ling turned his head and signaled to the old man, the old man walked over with a flag according to Chu Ji's point, just walked a dozen steps, and the flag in his hand was windless and automatic, making a loud sound.

The old man's face turned pale, "Lord Weng, there is really something around." ”

The banner shook more and more, and after a while, a spark appeared on it, burning a large hole in the flag, and it was quiet for a long time.

"Tell someone to get out first." Zhao Ling hurriedly said to Xiang Qi.

Xiang Qi was just about to start, when he saw a heavy rider walking out not far away, as if he was drunk.

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