There are quite a few people in this category, but most of them have relied on their senses and secret techniques to find the two central areas to converge with the sect, or they are carefully lurking in a treasure place, waiting for the time limit to arrive.

And in the small part of the remaining, dozens of people were wiped out by the fog ghosts one after another, and only a few fifty or sixty people, groping without direction or goal, began to wander around......

Moreover, there are five people, but they have somehow groped their way here, and they are slowly approaching Zheng Ming's place......

At the same time, somewhere in a dark and dreary interior.

It was too dark to see the surrounding structure and the objects, except for a glimmer of light from the outside of the doorway.

In the first half of the light, a man in an all-black cloak is on one knee, bowing his head deeply and facing the interior of the room. Or rather, the object of his prostrations was the man in front of him who stood in the darkness, but only showed a silver tail and stuck his tail into the light!

The man's figure was extremely tall and tall, and he stood there immovable, as if he were carrying his hands behind his back, and his silver furry tail would move up and down from time to time.

The man in the all-black cloak, I don't know why, but his silent and faceless report made the predecessors slowly open his eyes.

His eyes are blood-red and transparent, and his black pupils are upside down, even more ruthless and cold! Just looking at it, it makes people feel like they have fallen into the abyss of the sea of blood, and it is breathtaking!

When he opened his eyes, his gaze was quiet and dead, with a kind of melancholy that had just woken up and had just opened his eyes.

And the person in the back seemed to be still reporting to him, but they were as silent as a sculpture, silent.

He listened silently like a stone, and when his eyes faded and his eyes became clearer, he silently and slowly lowered his eyes......

......

Call......

Where Zheng Ming was, the fog began to retreat for some reason, thus revealing the small area where he was located...... It also "included" the figure of the person passing by in Qingming!

He was passing not far from Zheng Ming's right side, and he had never spied on Zheng Ming's existence, but as soon as the fog cleared in front of him, his pupils shrank and he turned his head sharply to look at Zheng Ming in front of him!

But after looking at it, he couldn't help frowning. The other party was just lying there, although his face was ruddy, but there was no breath coming out, let alone the darkness in his eyes, he couldn't see any light at all.

"Most of them are dead...... Seeing this, the man couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, he was about to turn around and leave here, but he suddenly frowned, and turned his head to look at the back of Zheng Ming's side.

Call......

At that moment, three more young monks not far away walked out of the retreating fog one after another. But the three of them stopped in a daze with each other, and then looked at each other and frowned one after another.

Before that, they didn't even perceive each other's existence, but when they met this time, they all saw each other's injuries, so they could only grin secretly and feel embarrassed.

Seeing this, the monk who arrived first couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, shook his head slightly, and then turned around and left here.

Whether it was Zheng Ming, the other three people, or the guy hiding not far behind, he didn't have any interest.

"Dao ......" Seeing this person leaving, the stocky young man with a tattered red turban and a badly damaged clothes among the three people opposite couldn't help but be stunned, but before he could call out his words, the other party had already been trapped in the fog and disappeared.

"Uh. Seeing this, the stocky young man was stunned, and then looked at each other with big eyes and big eyes with the left and right.

After a look at each other, the young man with a hat on the left couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, and then shrugged his shoulders with his hands outstretched, indicating that he was helpless.

Seeing this, the pale young man on the right also smiled bitterly and shook his head. The current atmosphere is so embarrassing that he doesn't even know what to say.

Seeing the reaction of the two, the stocky young man grinned secretly, and couldn't help scratching his head, then looked at Zheng Ming with a wry smile and said, "I look at him...... Probably dead ......"

The other two were silent, noncommittal.

"Hey, if you're dead, you're dead, and you can't save him. At this moment, with a sudden sneer that made the three of them look at each other, another young man in a white power suit walked out of the fog opposite the three of them.

He sneered at his hands behind his back, and in his right hand he was playing with a small cyan dagger.

Seeing this person, the stocky young man suddenly frowned, and gradually became gloomy and said: "I don't learn well at a young age, and I learn to play with knives from elders." ”

Speaking of this, the corners of this person's mouth suddenly twitched, and he looked the other party up and down in disgust, and said in disgust: "With a sinister smile, it is really the true inheritance of your Sword Xuanzong elders!"

Hearing this, the other two were stunned for a moment, and then they all chose to retreat some distance backwards with a clear and protective body. However, although they distanced themselves, they didn't want to miss the excitement.

However, the young man with the knife suddenly rolled his strange eyes, and stopped in front of Zheng Ming, and glanced at the stocky young man opposite with a strange yin and yang and said, "I want you to talk nonsense...... Lao Tzu Dao Xuanzong does things, do you Danbao Pavilion take care of you......"

At the end of the words, he also rolled his eyes and talked about his deep disdain.

"Push!" Listening to his, the stocky young man immediately spit out, and then left here with a face full of disdain, leaving down a cruel sentence of disgust: "In the future, you Dao Xuanzong, don't want to ask for benefits from Lao Tzu......"

"Lao Tzu Dao Xuanzong has money, and he cares about your small profits......" The young man with the knife rolled his eyes, and then set his eyes on Zheng Ming. From beginning to end, he didn't look at the other two.

Seeing this, the other two looked at each other, which was good, but the excitement was not seen, but was ignored.

At that moment, the two of them had a good heart, shrugged their shoulders and turned their heads, and left here tacitly.

Call......

When the two of them left, the fog outside the Qingming range also showed some signs of surging inward.

"Heh, uh......" The young man with the knife chuckled, he looked at Zheng Ming with burning eyes, or rather, what he scanned back and forth was the storage ring on Zheng Ming's right ring finger, and the rotten gourd on Zheng Ming's left waist.

As for the outer fog, once someone with a similar breath approaches, or is pulled by each other, it will produce some changes on its own. None of this was in his mind at all.

"Hehe, the person who can wear the storage ring must be worth a lot of money......" He looked at the two things with a smile, and whispered in his heart: "Even if it is a dead man's thing, it is not worth taboo......"

Thinking of the happy part, he couldn't help but smile and licked his upper lip with his tongue, but he didn't feel like it was too hard, so he licked his upper teeth with his tongue: "Slippery!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Offended, Daoyou ......" After that, he squatted down with a smile, and changed to holding a knife in his left hand, and slowly picked the storage ring on Zheng Ming's ring finger with the tip of the knife.

"Hehe......" he smiled as he looked at the tip of the knife, the closer it was to the storage ring, the deeper his smile grew.

However, just as he was snickering and his eyes narrowing and narrowing, he suddenly frowned and paused, and then slowly lowered his head and looked at his left forearm with a frowning brow.

There, there was clearly nothing, but his forearm seemed to be entangled in something like a whip...... Moreover, not only are the clothes there tightly strangled and dented, but the feeling of entanglement that penetrates deep into the body is ......

As his mood changed, his gaze also moved upward, and he slowly looked at Zheng Ming's right waist - there, there was a small hole. And it does look like there is something coming out of it: "a piece of cloth in the hole...... Moving?"

"Damn!" his face suddenly changed under the sudden change of mind, and he was about to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't!

And his sudden struggle caused his entire left forearm to explode on the spot!

Boom!

With the explosion of his arm, the man fell backwards and rolled backwards.

As soon as he fell down and stopped, the young man with the knife grabbed the broken arm, knelt on the ground and wailed: "My hand is ——!"

Call!

However, before he could say anything, Zheng Ming's side suddenly heard a whistling, accompanied by a turbulent flow of gas!

Mutter!

At that moment, the pupils of the young man with the knife widened, and then he kicked his feet wildly with his right hand as if he had been strangled by someone's neck...... Grabbed the transparent "rope" that strangled his neck!

Whew......

It was as if he had been hung up by something, his feet kicking and kicking, and his body swaying......

Boom!

But when he "stood up", he was suddenly dragged to the ground, and then forcibly flipped over and lay on the ground...... Slowly, he was dragged to Zheng Ming's side......

This scene is extremely weird, and everyone who sees it has a numb scalp!

"Hmm!" his face was bloodshot, and the pupils in his eyes continued to dilate as he kicked his feet!

He tried to grasp the ground with his hands, but he couldn't stop himself, not even if he had the strength to roll over...... was slowly dragged to Zheng Ming's side!

Poof, poof......

More than two feet away, the ground was full of traces of his kicking, and there was even thick blood, overflowing from his mouth, mixing with the blood on his broken arm, flowing to the ground......

"Hmm-hmm!" he clung to the "rope", but no matter how much he struggled and resisted, he couldn't break free in the slightest!

Even, he couldn't hold on to the rope because he had too much blood on his hands......

The blood on his right hand came from the severed arm he had grasped earlier, and even more so from his mouth......

He struggled frantically as he was slowly dragged past, scratching at his neck......

However, he couldn't catch anything, because the plush, which had been stained red with blood and showed part of its shape...... It's getting tighter and tighter!

It was transparent, as if it had no substance, but the thick blood soaked its hair......

"Goo!" the man resisted, but to no avail.

His eyes widened and his complexion turned purple...... And the tail that strangled his neck had already ...... his neck Stranded into an "hourglass"!

Bang!

At one point, when he was dragged in front of Zheng Ming, his neck suddenly shattered and his head fell......

Gollum......

His head rolled to the ground and rolled to the bottom of his feet before stopping......

There was remorse and fear in his eyes...... But the light inside also disappeared in an instant......

The blood gushing out of his neck flowed everywhere, expanding the pool of blood under him and Zheng Ming......

The transparent tail dragged a trail in the pool of blood, and then slowly retracted into the hole......

There was still no light in his eyes......