The black fog that had already stopped suddenly surged towards the fat man.

His soul also rushed into the black mist, trying to save him.

Shamrock and Nether Black Yan greeted it, passing through its body and flying directly into the soul's head.

At the moment when the fat man entered the black mist and his body froze, Zishu raised his hand and dropped his knife, and he solved the person neatly.

Shamrock and Netherworld also flew back after his soul disappeared.

The last one is missing.

Zishu turned around and walked silently in the direction where the thin man was.

The thin man looked at the black mist in front of him, and a touch of uneasiness welled up in his heart.

Go, that's impossible.

So many people have died, wouldn't it be a big loss if you don't kill this little girl?

It's just the black fog in front of him, which makes him feel dangerous.

"You go in and have a look. ”

The thin man ordered his soul to enter the black mist and investigate first, while he himself retreated to the rear.

The dragon leech received his order, and in a few leaps, it disappeared into the black mist.

The body of the dragon leech is composed of aura, it has no vitality, and of course it is not afraid of poison.

As soon as it entered the black mist, it churned and tumbled violently.

The thin man couldn't see what was inside, but he could feel that his soul was under attack.

Suddenly, the connection between the life soul and him disappeared, and the thin man's face turned pale, and his eyes flickered a few times as he looked at the black mist.

In the end, he turned around and ran.

Whoosh, two red gold arrows shot across the air.

As soon as Zishu finished solving the thin man's soul, he saw him running away, and without waiting for Shamrock to come back, he took a bow and arrow, and chased after him.

The thin man heard the sound of the wind coming from behind, and his body moved, and he hurriedly dodged to the side.

Whoosh, whoosh, two arrows after two arrows.

Finally, a red gold black iron arrow flew out grazing his arm.

The wound was scorching painful, and he turned his head to see that only Zishu was catching up, and he was shocked.

Could it be that the third brother is already dead?

Zishu was faster than him, and after a while, he caught up with him, put away his bow and arrows, turned over his hand and took out his sword, and fought with him.

Without the help of the life soul, his strength would be about the same as Zishu.

After a while, he felt dizzy, and he remembered the wound on his arm, which no longer hurt.

Is he poisoned?

Just thinking about it like this, my heart hurt, and Zishu's figure became even more blurred.

"You poisoned...."The corners of his mouth continued to flow black blood, Zishu pulled out his sword, and the others fell.

Zishu was just about to squat down, about to take off the space bag around his waist, when there was a sound of wind behind him.

Zishu grabbed the thin man's body and walked in the direction where the wind came from, poof, this is the sound of arrows shooting into the flesh.

She stood up, turned and raised her hand, and a thunderball flew in the direction of the arrow.

Thundered

Ah, there was a scream, and the person who had attacked Zishu just now was killed by the thunderball.

It was quiet, and there was not even the sound of insects crawling.

After Zishu blew up the person, he walked over without changing his face, first touched the space bag on the thin man's body, and then walked over again and took off the space bag on the person who put the cold arrow just now.

There was a slight sound from the tree not far away, Zishu turned his head sideways, flipped his left hand, and pinched another thunderbolt ball in his hand.

The surroundings were quiet again.

Zishu saw that no one jumped out anymore, and the thunderball was not thrown, holding the war knife in his right hand and pinching the thunderball in his left hand towards the place shrouded in black mist.

Zishu entered the black mist and quickly collected the loot into the space.

The harvest is not bad, I actually found more than 80 space bags, although I don't know what is inside, just so many space bags, it is also a bumper harvest.

Zishu raised her hand with a move, and the Netherworld Black Yan floating in mid-air turned into a black light and disappeared at the center of her eyebrows.

Shamrock also returned to the back of her ear.

The surrounding mist tumbled, shrinking rapidly, and the dead air returned to the black wood's body.

As for the poisonous mist, Zishu has no way to recover it at present.

Zishu walked out of the range of the poisonous mist and made two gestures towards the sky, and Jiu Jiu saw her gesture and landed.

Not far away, a warrior was about to shoot an arrow, when a middle-aged man next to him raised his hand to stop him.

After the young warrior saw Zishu jump on the back of the black golden eagle and fly away, he whispered with some dissatisfaction: "Elder, why don't we do it? She killed Xiuyu, why don't you let me take revenge?"

"Revenge? Do you think you can kill her with one arrow? Do you know how many thunderballs she has in her hand?

Or can you beat her few contract beasts?"

When the young man heard this, he was a little dissatisfied and said, "Don't we still have you? Besides, if Hugh Yu is dead, won't we take revenge?"

"Revenge? What revenge? He himself did not listen to orders, took matters into his own hands, and was killed by others, this is because his skills are not as good as others. The middle-aged man said with a bad face.

When they came over this time, they originally planned to wait for the two heroes to solve Zishu's group, and then take advantage of the chaos after the others jumped out.

As a result, Xiu Yu died privately, who is to blame?

Didn't you see that everyone else didn't do it?

They would have jumped out, and even if they hadn't been killed by the girl, they would have been killed by someone else's chance.

After the middle-aged man saw Zishu leave, the black fog began to dissipate.

When he saw the people lying on the ground, their faces were all blue and black, and the trees where they were originally shrouded in black fog had dried up and died, and his pupils shrank.

Glad he didn't do it just now, otherwise, he wouldn't have the ability to carry this poison.

"Let's go. ”

After the middle-aged man left Zishu, he quickly left with his clansmen.

After the group left, there were several more sounds of rustling in the dense forest.

This time, the people who came over were not just fat people and their group, but they were the first to jump out.

These people saw the fat man's group of people, dying so quickly, and moreover, without the help of a few plants.

Everyone was a little afraid of the black mist released by Zishu, and they didn't know how many thunderbolt balls Zishu still had on his body.

After thinking about it, until Zishu's group left, no one did it anymore.

After all, no matter how many resources you have, you have to have a life to enjoy.

Zishu stood on the back of Jiu Jiu, looking at the dense forest below, and felt a little pity.

In fact, her initial plan was to join forces with Xiao Jing and them first, and with her own strength, she would kill one or two groups of people first.

When her spiritual power is exhausted, more people will definitely jump out.

Then I will find another opportunity to release the poison, and the harvest will definitely be greater.

As a result, as soon as the other party came up, they began to attack, disrupting her plan, but it was a pity.....