"There is a counter-ambush, go!"

Outside the spaceship, the two real people who had just revealed their bodies because they had locked on Wang Zijia were shrouded in black fog, and without saying a word, they wanted to retreat.

"Haha, it's all here, why be in such a hurry!"

"It's not, it's not good to let my fellow Daoists know that I don't know how to etiquette!"

The two sword cultivator men laughed, and the flying sword, driven by it, turned into a shocking aura, and with a strong sword intent, they went straight to the two who wanted to escape.

The two figures shrouded in black mist did not dare to hold up, so they decisively stopped their bodies and moved to deal with the flying swords. The two sword cultivators followed closely, and the four of them fell into an entanglement.

Yan Qimeng, the only Jurchen person Wang Zijia knew, beckoned at this time, and a dense paper figure appeared, and began to stand in a certain direction in the sky, actually based on the paper man, and arranged a formation in the void.

Looking at his posture, he actually wanted to capture the two alive.

The two ghostly figures also noticed this change, and the battle became even more desperate.

"Haha, happy!"

But in the face of two sword cultivators with extremely strong combat power, it was obviously impossible to produce results in a short period of time.

"Weng!"

To add insult to injury, with the re-vibration of the law driver, it marked that the real person who entered the main control room had also completely activated the law driver at this moment and completed various scheduling. With the assistance of a group of array disciples in the main control room, he joined the battle.

Although the Fa Driver is an immortal spirit weapon, it is also a war spirit weapon.

Compared with real people, the three-grade war spirit weapon is not a little bit stronger. There is no restriction on three or five real people joining forces, so they can only be pressed and beaten. Not to mention participating in the mob.

Therefore, with the addition of the Fa Driver, the battle between the two ghostly and misty figures is becoming more and more difficult, and they are in danger all the time.

If it weren't for Wan Yu's side wanting to stay alive, in this case, the battle would be over in less than two quarters of an hour.

Yan Qimeng, who had never made a move, flew out of more and more paper figures in his body, half of the sky was shrouded in it, and slowly, a strange formation began to gradually take shape.

made the two people who were eager to get out of the war more and more anxious, and the more urgent they were, the more they missed out.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, as a sword light slashed, a black shadow was pierced through the abdomen by the sword light, letting out a muffled snort, and the mana began to show signs of collapse.

His face was desperate and fierce.

"Let's go!"

After the other party froze for a moment, the aura of his whole body skyrocketed, and his body expanded rapidly like an inflated balloon.

Wang Zijia, who has experience, had already hid in the attic of the law to peep, and at this moment, he decisively dodged into his room. This is the secondary console of the Fa Driver, the core of the core.

If this place is affected, the law driving should almost be scrapped.

"Boom!"

After a brief momentary delay, an earth-shattering explosion rang out. The demon cultivator who was pierced through the abdomen directly exploded into a flood of spiritual light. Huge shock wave spreads.

The protective shield lit up by the law driver continued to fluctuate, and the entire law car shook for a while, pushing backwards.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two sword cultivators quickly retreated a distance. Yan Qimeng stood on the deck and didn't move, but the paper man's array that she was about to complete was scattered.

After the shockwave, the aura that diffused from the body of the demon cultivator who exploded and had no bones turned into an extremely filthy black soul mist, which quickly spread to a small half of the sky, enveloping everyone.

The black soul mist seemed to be extremely special, as if illusory, and the magic shield was useless. The disciples who were shrouded not only plunged their vision into darkness, but also their eyes became hazy, and illusions appeared in their minds, and their hearts suddenly became angry, and their eyes flashed fiercely, becoming more and more violent.

"Whew!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, another figure carried a jade mutilated talisman on his head, like a legendary talisman treasure, projecting a defensive shield, and his whole body spewed out a thick ghost mist.

"Where to go!"

The two sword lights lit up again, and the two sword cultivators controlled the flying swords and quickly chased after them.

Yan Qimeng paused for a moment, waved his hand to put away the paper figures, and frowned at the ghosts surrounding him. After hesitating for a moment, he turned over his hand and threw out a blood-red paper figure.

The paper figure flew into the air, opened in the wind, and turned into a three-meter-tall giant, and the giant opened its mouth and sucked. The wind howled like the sea was rolling upside down, and all the ghost mist was sucked into the paper figure's body.

As the giant turned into a paper figure again, the blood-red paper figure had become pitch black and full of filth.

At this time, on the deck, the people who were angry and on the verge of an outbreak saw the light again, and then suddenly woke up and came back to their senses.

Everything happened so fast just now that they were still shrouded in ghost fog a moment ago, and they lost their vision, but suddenly they saw the light again, and they were all very dazed.

Wang Zijia didn't know when he came back to the deck at this moment, as if he had been observing the battle.

At this time, in the attic, a strange real person flew out of the main control room area, Yan Qimeng glanced at him, and said to Wang Zijia: "The mission continues!" ”

He turned over his hand and threw out a jade bottle, and in the jade bottle, there was a small half bottle of crystal white sand like diamond sand.

"This is the Pure Spirit Sand, which can remove the tracking on your body, in case you are tracked again, and something happens."

After that, without waiting for Wang Zijia to respond, Yan Qimeng and the strange real person turned into a streamer and chased towards the sky. Standards come and go in a hurry.

Until this time, the disciples of the entire Dharma Driving were still in a state of confusion. Except for Wang Zijia, no one knows what the hell is going on?

"Senior Brother Wang, ······ this?" Lei Junjie was stunned for a moment and asked.

All the disciples also looked at Wang Zijia in unison, especially in the past few days, a few disciples who have had contact with hidden real people, and even worked together, are the most confused.

Wang Zijia looked at everyone indifferently and said, "It's okay, let's continue our task, this kind of thing has nothing to do with us, it's useless to know!" ”

After saying that, Wang Zijia ignored everyone's reaction, and began to organize people and clean up the deck.

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In a moment, under Wang Zijia's organization, the deck began to run in an orderly manner, and Wang Zijia came to the main control room again.

At this moment, the main control room was a little quiet, and the atmosphere was a little wrong, and everyone looked at a disciple in the middle of the main control room in a daze.

When Wang Zijia arrived, the disciple immediately saluted Wang Zijia and said, "The disciple has seen Uncle Wang!" ”

Wang Zijia looked at the other party, this person is Jing Hongbo, the person who Wang Zijia asked before, and was replaced by his brother, Wang Zijia thought that there was a struggle of interests within the family.

"Ha, I really don't know, you have a cousin in the real realm? Why, when you have time, introduce me to me and let me be stained? Looking at each other, Wang Zijia said as such.

(End of chapter)