After a short while, Liang Zicheng had already flown into the fog for nearly a hundred miles.

Suddenly, a huge pressure in the sky pulled him down from the sky to the ground.

"This ancient ruin, there is a forbidden sky array!?"

Liang Zicheng's face changed greatly, with his cultivation of Yuanying Zhenjun, he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist.

He reacted immediately.

This kind of power must be the forbidden sky array set up by the Yuanying Monk or a higher-level monk.

Liang Zicheng didn't dare to resist this huge pressure, and as soon as he retracted his flying sword, he quickly fell downward, landing on the ground in the ruins of a small camp.

As far as the eye could see, there was a ruin of the camp shrouded in mist, and I could only see the scene in a range of about two or three miles around the ruins of the camp.

The remains of an ancient battlefield on this giant island are said to have been once a temporary camp for monks from the Tokai Sea, and a large number of castle walls were built here.

In the distance, there is an endless wasteland.

At this moment, in the silent and desolate blood-colored wasteland, outside the ruins of the camp, a slight "click" suddenly sounded, as if something was trampling on the dead grass outside the camp.

"Yes". Liang Zicheng immediately looked in that direction.

A pair of blue dots appeared in the dim misty wasteland.

Outside the ruins of the camp, at the foot of a collapsed stone wall, it sniffed, and suddenly became excited, its huge mouth dripping with stench, its hideous fangs completely exposed, and its four legs carefully trampled on the broken ruins, sniffing and gouging on the ground with its dark claws, trying to find the source of this strange breath.

Suddenly, alert to a strong danger approaching, it looked up and looked towards the ruined camp.

Bang!

A red cold light burst from the ruins of the camp.

It suddenly realized, squatted slightly on its forefoot, and suddenly jumped to the side, trying to dodge the cold attack.

However, the cold light was too fast and too sharp.

"Poof!"

Before it jumped up, it was directly split into two pieces by the one-foot-long red edge.

Even the dark black viscous blood splattered from its body, this flame turned into ashes.

Liang Zicheng had just killed this low-level demon beast, and suddenly became alert in his heart and looked towards the wilderness.

I saw that on the blood mist wasteland around the ruined camp, a pair of flickering blue light dots appeared one after another, standing quietly on the wasteland, looking at the ruins of the camp. Occasionally, there was one or two muffled whines, echoing across the wasteland.

There are no less than dozens of these dark blue spots.

"Demon Beasts"? After Liang Zicheng saw these demon beasts, his brows couldn't help frowning.

These demon beasts slowly came from the wasteland, approached the ruined camp, and stopped two or three miles away.

At this time, Liang Zicheng could already see their appearance and strength clearly.

The demon wolf at the head of the group, whose body was twice as large as the other demon beasts, was an eighth-order demon beast, his pupils were shining, and he seemed to be a little afraid of the prey in front of him. As for the other rotten wolves, there are no less than five or six of the seventh order, and there are as many as ten of the fifth to sixth order.

When he saw these demon beasts, he was relieved. The highest of these demon beasts was only an eighth-order demon beast, and he wouldn't take it seriously at all.

Perhaps it sensed that the strength of the "prey" was too low and was no match for their group of demon wolves. The demon wolf's greedy and murderous instinct finally broke out.

The eighth-order demon wolf leader's eyes were blazing, he roared, jumped up, and rushed down the dirt slope, and the other demon wolves responded in all directions and rushed towards Liang Zicheng.

Three green figures rushed aimlessly in the vast misty wasteland.

For the sake of a green-robed young monk, this person is the young man standing beside the green-robed true monarch.

In addition, an old man with a beard and a middle-aged monk with a wide face followed behind.

The three of them had just gotten rid of a group of demon beasts, and they were quite embarrassed when they ran. There is a forbidden space spell on the island, and if they want to fly with the sword, they can't do it, so they can only run on the ground. And he didn't dare to run too fast, so as not to encounter the demon beasts in the wasteland.

They walked for an unknown amount of time, but they saw a ruined camp looming in the distance of the misty wasteland ahead.

The faces of the three of them were not happy, but slightly shocked.

"Ruined Camp!"

As soon as the green-robed young man's words fell, he faintly heard the roaring, wailing, and biting sounds of demon beasts coming from the ruins.

"Senior brother, there is movement ahead." At this time, the old man with the eight-character beard stopped and said.

"Senior brother, do you think we are avoiding the ruins ahead?" the wide-faced middle-aged monk immediately asked.

The green-robed young monk's eyes rolled, he thought about it, and suddenly sneered, "It should be other monks who are lonely, and they have encountered a group of demon beasts here!"

"Since the other party can block so many demon beasts by one person and don't die immediately, it means that those demon beasts are not powerful. The three of us quietly approached and watched what happened. The monk will definitely bring a large amount of spirit wine, spirit stones and other things. ”

"What the senior brother said is exact, it's good to go and take a look. Bazihu nodded, and then said, "Since Zhenjun was killed, we have been forced into the Great Fog Array, and we have no preparation."

"I don't know who killed the old man Zhenjun." The wide-faced middle-aged face was full of wonder.

"Don't talk about those useless ones". After the green-robed young man finished speaking, he shouted directly: "Let's go..."

The green-robed young man made a decisive decision on the spot, quickly swept through the misty wasteland, and silently approached the ruined camp.

In a few moments, the three of them had entered the ruined camp. The green-robed young man jumped forward and came to a high place with a wide field of vision, and saw several demon wolves, besieging a young monk with a spear.

Every time the young monk swung his spear, a demon wolf died.

"Senior brother, that young monk seems to be only in the early stage of Jindan," the wide-faced middle-aged monk said immediately.

"What about the strength of those demon beasts?" the old man immediately asked.

"You don't have to look at it, if you can be killed so easily by an early Jindan monk, it must be just a foundation building demon beast." The green-robed youth said immediately.

"Senior brother, this person has been fighting fiercely with the Zhuji Demon Beast for a long time, and there is definitely not much mana on his body, why don't we..." Bazi Hu made a gesture of cutting off his head.

At this moment, the green-robed young monk was born from the side of his guts.

The green-robed young monk and the other three Jindan monks jumped up from the ruined camp, turned into three gray rays, and shot towards the battlefield below, pounced on Liang Zicheng.

The distance of just one or two miles was enough for the explosive speed of the Jindan monk that he could rush between breaths.

"Boy, suffer death!"

The green-robed young monk was the fastest, and he was the first to wave his hand and shoot a magic weapon flying sword.

This magic sword instantly turned into a length of four or fifty-eight zhang, and burst out with a brilliant Zhu Jin streamer, which shot at Liang Zicheng.

Liang Zicheng saw the flying sword coming from the burst, and immediately shot a fire snake spell at the demon wolf next to him.

Then the bright silver spear in his hand flew straight towards the flying sword.

The green-robed young monk saw that the Jindan monk had just thrown the broken spear in his hand and did not take any defense in the storage bag, so he stopped and looked at the monk who was entanglement with the demon wolf with pity.

This flying sword of his is a natal magic weapon, which was created by the green-robed Yuanying Zhenjun himself, although the grade is only a low-grade magic weapon.

But his power is definitely not comparable to ordinary low-grade magic weapons, and he can fight with medium-grade magic weapons.

The young monk's spear was not a good treasure at a glance, and it was so laborious to kill a few demon wolves in the foundation building period.

Wait a minute, the Jindan monk must be shot and killed.

The wide-faced middle-aged monk also stopped advancing at this time, quietly waiting for the Jindan monk to die.

Then they were killing the remaining demon wolves and picking up the Jindan monk's storage bag.

"No, those demon beasts seem to be Jindan demon beasts." The old man seemed to have noticed something wrong at this time.

Just now, because they were far away, he didn't take a closer look at these demon beasts, but now he found out that these demon beasts were all Jindan demon beasts.

And among those dead demon beasts, there are actually many Jindan demon beasts.

"Senior brother, be careful.." The old man hurriedly shouted loudly.

"What?" The green-robed young monk looked at the bearded old man in confusion, he didn't understand why his junior brother wanted him to be careful.

"Ahh The green-robed young monk suddenly spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

The eight-character beard immediately looked towards the sky, only to see that the green-robed young monk's natal magic weapon had just touched the spear and was directly broken.

The spear didn't stop at any speed, and flew directly towards the green-robed young monk.

At this moment, the green-robed young monk's heart was damaged, and he didn't have any ability to resist at all.

"Ugh.. 呲..". After the spear passed through the body of the green-robed young monk, it flew towards Liang Zicheng.

"How is this possible.." The wide-faced middle-aged monk was all shocked at the moment, he never thought that the green-robed young monk's natal magic weapon actually turned into pieces without even having a breath of time.

What he didn't expect was that the green-robed young monk didn't even take a move.

"Senior brother is dead.." The wide-faced middle-aged monk rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he didn't believe that his senior brother was dead.

"Bang..". The body of the green-robed young monk fell heavily to the ground.

Only then did the old man react and quickly ran into the distance.

When the broad-faced monk saw this, he immediately ran out.

Liang Zicheng paused for a moment, kicked his right foot on the ground, jumped up, held a bright silver spear, turned into a black rainbow, and shot at the wide-faced middle-aged monk in front.

The wide-faced middle-aged monk was forced to be helpless, and with a hand, a green flame banner immediately appeared.

Then his mana poured out and penetrated into his magic weapon, the "Blue Flame Banner". As soon as the green flame banner was unfurled, hundreds of blazing green flames were ignited, and swept towards Liang Zicheng.

He could only hope that Liang Zicheng would turn around and defend so that he would have time to escape.

The wide-faced middle-aged monk had just seen that Liang Zicheng had killed his senior brother with only one move, he didn't have any confidence to fight at all, and at this moment he just wanted to run for his life.

Call!

Liang Zicheng just raised an aura shield and rushed into the package of the green flame banner without dodging or dodging.

The wide-faced middle-aged monk's eyes widened, and a wave of joy immediately appeared in his heart.

The raging flames emitted by this blue flame banner were extremely blazing, enough to turn the early Jindan monks into ashes. Maybe it can melt this strange monk too.

However, he was doomed to disappointment.

"Shhh

The blue flame banner that was blazing with rags was pierced by the bright silver spear.

A cyan figure shot out from the blue flames in the sky.

"Poof!"

The bright silver spear, the wide-faced middle-aged monk in the middle, pierced a huge bloody hole in his chest.