They had been chasing Long Ming for so long, so naturally they wouldn't give up so easily. We chased forward, and if we didn't see the figure of Long Ming's little beast after chasing for an hour, we hurried back. The blue-clothed elder said.

The disciples nodded, and in this way, the three elders led the people to chase after each other. They also learned Long Ming's skills, this kid set up a lot of formations along the way, and made them suffer a lot of crimes.

Long Ming did this to obviously kill them, so no matter what, life was the most important thing. They separated and chased forward, and when they chased for half an hour, suddenly there was a heavy fog in the mountains, and after a short while, the fog spread all over the mountains, and there was no human figure ten meters away.

After chasing for a while, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the visibility was less than a meter away. Soon there was an accident in the team of the black-clothed elder disciples, and the black-clothed elders followed them very quickly, and as the fog became thicker, the two disciples quickly lost contact with him.

They called out to the black-clothed elder, and the black-clothed elder answered, but in such a thick fog, they lost their sense of direction. There was no way to find the black-clothed elder at all.

The two disciples had no choice but to follow the road to find the black-clothed elder. But they were unlucky, and after less than ten paces of progress, a fork in the road suddenly appeared in front of them.

Senior brother, what should we do now? A young disciple asked. What else can I do, chase separately! The disciple said categorically: "The elder is not separated from the two of us, what if he meets Long Ming?" The disciple said with some concern.

Long Ming, he is now being chased by us like a lost dog, and his physical strength is almost consumed, so he will not pose a threat to us at all. Brother, if you're scared, go back. The disciple surnamed Li sneered and said disdainfully.

When the little junior brother heard this, he said in a low voice, Senior brother, you just let me follow you, my cultivation is low, if I go by myself, I will definitely die. But with Senior Brother, you are different, Senior Brother, your cultivation is profound, and Long Ming is enough to see in front of you.

This little junior brother is very good at patting on the back. The disciple surnamed Li was very happy when he heard this, and said, Then you can follow me. Now the fog in the Demon Beast Mountain Range is very thick, and it is not too much to describe it with a few words that you can't see your fingers, and the visibility is particularly low.

The two of them walked forward one after the other, but they didn't even see a single figure after walking for a long time. Only the occasional noise could be heard from the trees. When the two of them touched it and looked at it, they still couldn't see anything.

Looking at such a fog that covered the sky and the sun, the disciple surnamed Li could no longer be calm, and he took the little junior brother to walk forward for a while, only to find that there were two more forks in the road in front of them.

The disciple surnamed Li was directly discouraged, this road is complex and changeable, and there will be a fork in the road after a while, if you continue to find it like this, how many people are not scattered enough. At this moment, there was a "click" sound from behind him, as if something was running.

The disciple surnamed Li was immediately shocked into a cold sweat, but he quickly reacted. This must also be the little demon beasts in the Demon Beast Mountain Range. He cursed in a low voice, it's these little things again, it's about to be scared out of my nerves, I have to kill a demon beast today to dissipate my anger.

As he spoke, he touched the sword where the sound came from. The little junior brother wanted to speak out to stop him, but he was afraid of being scolded by him, so he opened his mouth, and finally closed his mouth.

At this moment, a very slight sound pierced through the thick fog and fell into the ears of the little junior brother. As soon as his heart fell, an inaudible muffled grunt came from the forest.

The little junior brother was scared into a cold sweat at that time, and he shouted tremblingly, "Senior brother, senior brother, but no one answered him, which made the little junior brother's heart tighten, he lifted the long sword in his hand, and was on guard, his palms were all in cold sweat, for fear that Long Ming would suddenly come out and kill him."

After some time, a very vague voice came out of the forest, junior brother, come here, I have found something good. Senior Brother Li, what did you find? As soon as the little junior brother heard the good things, he immediately came to his senses, forgot to be afraid, and touched the place where the sound came from. He walked for a while and suddenly found his senior brother standing with his back to him, his body a little stiff.

The little junior brother immediately felt that something was wrong, and he just wanted to shout loudly, but a hand reached out from behind his back to cover his mouth, and then slashed his neck. Then a hideous smile appeared on Long Ming's face.

The disciple covered his neck with his hand, looked at the hideous dragon roar, kicked his leg twice, and stopped moving. Then Long Ming held the disciple's body and slowly lowered him to the ground.

It's especially easy to kill people in such fog. But you can't let them make a sound, and if they do, the rest won't be easy to deal with. Long Ming walked all the way forward, with that little monkey there, the fog in this demon beast mountain range couldn't have much impact on him at all.

Soon, Long Ming saw another disciple who was in Xiaoxie. Then he touched it quietly, cut the disciple's neck directly with a knife, and then covered his mouth with his hand and dragged him out of a long distance.

Xiaoliu, why haven't you come back yet, but the woods are quiet, and no one answers him, if it's not you, won't you go over and take a look? The other voice said impatiently.

Yes, yes, brother. I'll go over and see it now. Then Long Ming heard a burst of footsteps. This disciple's cultivation is the cultivation of the Martial King Liuzhongtian, and his vigilance is very high, and he walks into the dense forest, holding a dagger with cold light in his hand.

As soon as Long Ming saw the corners of his lips rise slightly, he stabbed him in the heart with a knife, and then covered his mouth with his hand and dragged him aside. The two men entered the woods, as if they had sunk into the sea, and there was no more sound.

After about five minutes or so, the disciple who was guarding outside, he was not calm when he saw that they had not come out, and then he scolded loudly, are you all dead? Why hasn't it come out yet. Then he walked in the direction of the woods.

But before he could go into the woods, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and he opened his mouth and was about to scream, but suddenly there was a chill on his neck, followed by hot blood gushing out, and then he was covered by his mouth and dragged aside.

He didn't believe that he would be killed so silently. Long Ming dragged their corpses and threw them all into a hidden pit, then brought a lot of leaves from a distance, buried their corpses under the leaves, and then cleaned up the footprints and blood stains on the ground.

Naturally, Long Ming would not let go of their clothes, and he took out some gold coins and some pills from their bodies. So Long Ming used the same means to kill the remaining two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

They're all hanging, and now it's time for those three old things. At this time, the three elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect were all standing on a road crossing, and the three of them walked here unexpectedly but ran into each other, but their faces were ugly and terrifying!