"Don't panic, form a circle, all the spears go outward, withdraw the same way!"

Huang Liuhe stretched out his hand to probe the mist, looked at the dew drops formed on the emerald green gloves, saw that the water droplets were clear, and knew that the fog was not poisonous, so he immediately gave an order and took his men to break into the fog in the east.

The fog came strangely, and he could tell that it must have been the work of the spirits.

But not only was he fearless in his heart, but he also had a sense of great joy.

Most of the talents of spirits are rough skin and thick flesh, quick movements, or have the ability to control confusion, and have strange poisons.

These things may be a big threat to ordinary martial artists, but to Huang Liuhe, they are not worth mentioning at all.

Because of these characteristics, all of them were restrained by the "Cuijun God".

"Cuijun God" can make the wearer alert, can directly reach out against the poisonous claws and fangs, and the fingertips can also condense fierce poison.

But all the beasts and spirits that are slightly larger in size are always more fierce than the warriors when fighting, precisely because they don't care about some minor injuries.

However, if it was the Cuijun God who injured them, even if it was just a little bit of skin, it could kill them instantly.

According to Huang Mingli, as long as he starts to use his fingertips and condense his poisonous power, Cuijun God can actually have a deterrent effect on the spirits.

As long as there are other forces present, the spirit will never choose to bite the Huang family's side first.

Therefore, Huang Liuhe didn't take the spirit of the fog in his eyes at all, but regarded this fog as a godsend.

He could just take advantage of this opportunity to withdraw from this stalemate that required to fight against Lei, Wang and others at the same time, and even take advantage of this fog to watch the battle on the periphery and wait for an opportunity.

"Not good!!"

When Lei Rulong saw the actions of the Huang family, he immediately knew their intentions.

Among the people before, Huang Liuhe and Lei Rulong were the first to be affected by the art of controlling confusion, not because they were not strong, but because the emotional fluctuations in the hearts of the two of them were the most violent at that time.

Huang Liuhe was full of hatred and anger, and felt the pressure of several families on the other side to deal with his own family, while Lei Rulong was in severe pain in his left hand, causing him to be cranky and distracted.

But after waking up from the confusion control technique, both of them were able to vent some emotions and calm down a lot.

"There has been no trace of the spirit for five years, why did I meet a spirit with a talent for cloth fog today, and this time, Huang Liuhe brought the Cuijun God, is it true that the Huang family is like the sky, should continue to be lucky?!"

Lei Rulong's indignant thoughts turned around in his heart, and he said, "Baishi, for today's plan, only if we really implement the alliance with the Wang family, then we can have the certainty of fighting against the spirits and the Huang family." ”

Lei Baishi said: "Cousin may also consider the attitude of the Songhe Martial Arts. ”

"Although they have a grudge against the Wang family, they have a greater enmity with the Huang family, so they naturally know that they should rely on us to live."

Lei Rulong replied nonchalantly, and walked directly to Wang Hulou's side.

Lei Baishi looked at him pretending to be heroic, the corners of his mouth twitched, he pulled out Chen Yingjie's long sword, wiped it on the fox skin, and walked to the other side.

"Thank you for your help."

Lei Baishi returned his long sword and looked at Su Hanshan with a smile, "The enemy is around, and the three of us are on the same road for the time being, how about it?" ”

Su Hanshan said: "It's great if you open the way, we will definitely follow." ”

"I'm afraid that Wang Hulou won't dare to turn his back on you......"

Lei Baishi slowed down his speech, looking a little meaningful, and then smiled, "Okay, my cousin and I will walk in the middle, they will be in the front, and you will be in the back." ”

"If Wang Hulou has any thoughts about your three fellow disciples, I will try my best to stop them, and if my cousin is in danger and you still have the strength to spare, please try to help."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked away.

Chen Yingjie whispered: "Senior brother, he seems to see that you are the strongest of the four of us." ”

Su Hanshan bowed slightly: "We haven't left our own territory for five years, but now we have turned over several mountains and appeared here, and there is no injury or pain, this is a problem, the biggest difference between this year and previous years is that there is one more me, and I suspect that I am normal." ”

Huang Liuhe was preconceived, thinking that the Songhe Martial Arts Pavilion was being co-opted by the Wind Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, and Lei Rulong was careless and didn't notice anything unusual at all.

Only Lei Baishi was casual on the surface, but in fact he was keen and calm, quickly sorted out the relationship between the various families, and chose to release goodwill.

When Su Hanshan explained these two sentences, Lei Rulong and Wang Hulou had already chatted over there.

Before Lei Rulong left, he looked at the corpse of the red fox with some pity, and now their situation was definitely not suitable for taking away this spirit that was bleeding poisonous blood.

I don't know if there will be a chance to recover the corpse of this spirit.

The people of the three families gathered and headed north, and soon broke into the fog as well.

After entering the range of the mist, it seems that only things within ten steps in front of you can be seen.

Beyond ten paces, it becomes extremely blurry, and a little farther away, it is directly white, and nothing can be seen.

"This fog is weird, too."

Zuo Xiangyun walked backwards, his left hand on the armrest of his wheelchair, and his right hand drew his knife, looking behind him, in case a spirit would attack from behind.

But the fog could affect even her sense of smell, and all that was left in her nose was the smell of wet trees and grass.

"The methods of the spirits are all physically demanding, and it might be better for us to stay in the woods?"

Su Hanshan said: "The fog is actually closing inward, we have to be in the fog after all, it is better to take the initiative to try and see if we can get out of the range shrouded in the fog." ”

Zuo Xiangyun stopped talking.

They had walked about three or four miles, but they had not been able to touch the edge of the mist.

But the one who was at the front stopped and called for the people to come forward.

Luo Ping pushed the wheelchair, and Su Hanshan's vision moved forward, and he soon saw something that stopped everyone.

It's footprints!

It was the footprints left by Lei Baishi when he defeated the group of people in the Huang family.

Su Hanshan muttered, "Ghost hitting the wall? ”

No wonder they walked for miles without getting out of the fog-shrouded range.

It's not because those spirits are so powerful that they can create a dense fog that envelops a radius of ten miles, but because everyone is going around in circles in the original peach forest along the way.

Everyone's sense of direction is unconsciously affected.

They looked around again, and unsurprisingly found that the group of people who were injured after being poisoned by the Huang family had turned into dried corpses.

Even the corpse of the red fox did not escape the sucking of its kind, and it also dried up.

Lei Baishi sighed lightly and found that there seemed to be a golden ring at the root of the red fox's tail.

When the red fox was alive, his blood was strong and his hair was fluffy, and he covered the golden ring, but now that it is shriveled, the golden ring is revealed.

Lei Baishi was about to step forward to take a closer look, when suddenly a blue-black shadow appeared from under the shriveled fox skin.

It was a big blue-black civet cat, about three feet long from head to hip, and more than two feet long from tail, and it actually dug a pit under the fox's skin and hid it in it.

Boom!!

Lei Baishi shot extremely fast, and intercepted the black shadow with one punch.

But he originally wanted to hit the big tanuki in the stomach, but the big tanuki blocked it with its claws, and when the big tanuki's body flew upside down, the tail flicked and wrapped around Lei Baishi's wrist.

After the tanuki's body flew upside down, it opened its mouth and bit the trunk of a peach tree, its whole body and tail were straightened, and the next moment its neck exerted force, its back arched, and it pulled Lei Baishi's feet off the ground with its tail, threw it half a circle, and smashed it into the depths of the peach forest.

"What?!"

Lei Baishi never imagined that there was such a strange way of playing in the world, the person had already flown out and smashed two peach trees, fell into the depths of the mist, and rolled rapidly on the ground.

A piercing meow rang in his ears, and a blue-black shadow swooped down.

Lei Baishi propped his elbow, followed the rolling momentum, rose into the air, and kicked at the tanuki.

Just when this person and a cat entered the depths of the peach forest, the white fox shadow rubbed a large amount of blood on the two Wang family disciples.

Before the blood hit the ground, the scream had just sounded, and Wang Hulou's figure had already flashed.

His speed was even better than that of the white fox spirit, and he stopped in front of the remaining two junior disciples, and swept out with one kick like an iron plate axe.

Lei Rulong was attacked by the yellow fox, and the big knife was swung up and down, and the blade of the knife was hit with a clang, and it fell backwards again and again.

There was also a gray fox coming from behind, and was intercepted by Zuo Xiangyun with a knife, and Chen Yingjie rushed to help with a sword.

Luo Ping turned around and bent over, kicked his right foot at the end of the stick, and the long stick shot out from behind, fighting the gray fox.

At this time, in the mist on the right side of Su Han Mountain, a figure suddenly rushed out diagonally.

Huang Liuhe didn't pay attention to the waste in the wheelchair at all, and his steps were like a snake swimming in the wind, fast and silent.

The "Cui Jun God" with dark fingertips, from ten steps away in the blink of an eye, came rushing and grabbed Lei Rulong's back.