Slowly retracting his steps, Bai Cheng sat on the ground.

He only felt cold all over his body, a cold sweat flowed out, and the mountain wind blew, shivering from the cold.

Ten zhang has exceeded the limit of his light skills, and if he falls down, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

There was a thick fog all around, and only a vague effect could be seen ten paces away.

Bai Cheng turned his head to look at the evil spirit warding talisman, the talisman was vague in the thick fog, and he didn't see it clearly before casting the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Righteous Method.

As the fog appeared, the cries for help disappeared.

Bai Cheng guessed that everything he saw just now was an illusion, and the shouts he heard were also hallucinations, and only the dense fog in front of him was real.

Sitting on the ground, Bai Cheng was thinking, Lin Su also left an evil talisman, either a kind of protection or a warning, but at the moment, it seems that the evil talisman is not very effective.

He continued to stay here, fearing that there would be danger.

Thinking of this, Bai Cheng stood up and looked into the distance, the ancient battlefield was full of dense fog and boundless.

Although the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Fa can ward off evil spirits, it can't see through this dense fog, and if you want to judge the direction in the thick fog, you can only rely on experience.

He was unfamiliar with the terrain and couldn't see the sky, so it was almost impossible to determine the direction.

After thinking for a while, Bai Cheng decided to perform the dragon search trick, check the heaven and earth qi machine, and judge the direction according to the qi machine.

Closing his eyes and reciting the mantra silently, Bai Cheng condensed the power of his mind into his eyes, and slowly opened his eyes after a while.

Through the dragon hunting style, the white fog in front of him turned into thick black smoke, which emitted from the wild grass on the ground, and the wisps of wild grass, like cigarettes, emitted a thick black gas.

The barren grass all turned blood-colored, brighter than blood, redder than fire, and large swaths of blood-colored barren grass rose and fell with the breeze, like a churning wave of blood.

After the black smoke rose into the sky, it condensed into all kinds of strange life, there were horses with human heads, six-legged cows, and on top of Bai Cheng's head, there were people with two heads, and he stared at Bai Cheng with four eyes, as if he had discovered that Bai Cheng could see them.

All life is chained with a black iron ring around its neck, the thickness of a thumb. The iron ring was attached to a chain, a bronze chain.

One end of the chain is welded to the iron ring, and the other end extends infinitely into the air, like a giant hand leading these beings to the wind.

In the past, he used to perform the dragon hunting style, and all he saw was the flow of qi between heaven and earth, and he had never seen these lives, and he suddenly understood that the lives composed of these black smoke were the legendary demons and evil spirits.

Cold sweat soaked through his clothes and dripped on the ground.

Bai Cheng endured it, not looking at the floating life, and lowered his head to look for Lin Suhuan on the ancient battlefield.

In the southeast direction, a thick black smoke column rose, ten times thicker than the black smoke elsewhere, and looking up along the smoke column, it was a plump woman, facing the white city, with seven heads on her body, male and female, her mouth was wide open, and she didn't know what she was shouting.

In the northeast direction, there were two murderous auras, blood-colored murderous aura, the murderous aura was extremely thick, condensed into two blood-colored vortices, one large and one small, and discharged the black smoke outside.

Other than that, the entire ancient battlefield no longer had any breath.

Bai Cheng thought about it for a moment and decided to rush to the vicinity of the two blood-colored vortices first.

Although he knew that these two murderous auras were not formed by Lin Su, he still had to insist on rushing over, after all, living people were at least easier to deal with than demons and demons.

The dragon hunting style can only be used when you are concentrating, and it can't be maintained if you are slightly distracted, and it can't be used in battle, which is also the biggest regret.

Bai Cheng put away the dragon-seeking style, and there was a thick white mist in front of him.

He climbed down the arrow tower lightly, followed the direction of his memory, and walked in the northeast direction, his pace was very slow, and his steps were very steady.

After a cup of tea, Bai Cheng suddenly stopped, and more than a dozen steps ahead, there was a figure walking back and forth.

When he was checking the qi machine on the arrow tower just now, Bai Cheng didn't find anyone here, was his martial arts too high to avoid Bai Cheng's prying eyes, or...

Bai Cheng didn't think about it, but raised his vigilance and slowly moved towards this person.

Within five steps, Bai Cheng saw this person clearly.

This is a samurai in the army, about seven feet tall, dressed in military uniform, wearing chain mail made of fine iron, wearing a cold iron helmet, holding a spear in his right hand, and a waist knife in his left hand, with his back to Baicheng.

Bai Cheng looked at this person with a somewhat familiar look, and suddenly reacted, his outfit was very similar to that of the officers of the Blood Flame Army, but it was not the same in some subtle ways.

Bai Cheng stood in place and asked, "I don't know which general is here?"

When the samurai in the army heard Bai Cheng's voice, he slowly turned around, and there was an obscure feeling in his gestures, like a rusty machine.

The samurai in the army slowly turned around, his face facing Bai Cheng.

Bai Cheng's blood was cold, and it felt like all the blood was flowing backwards, and under his pitch-black helmet was a snow-white skull, with black holes, and closed teeth, which seemed to be making a silent mockery.

He wanted to say something, but he felt that the muscles on his face were twitching, and he barely squeezed out a smile, but he felt that it was not much better than crying, so he took a few breaths of cool air, stabilized his mind, and stammered: "This general, you are busy with you first, don't worry about me." ”

The skeletal warrior's head slowly lowered.

Bai Cheng was overjoyed, he didn't expect it to understand his own words, let alone listen to his own advice.

After the skeleton warrior's head was lowered, the spear suddenly struck, like a black dragon going out to sea, like a strange python coming out of the mountain, and stabbed at Bai Cheng's chest, just bowing his head, just to prepare for this move.

Bai Cheng fell forward quickly, leaned down on the ground, kicked his legs, waved his palms, and flew towards the skeleton warrior, his palms slashing between his waist and abdomen.

Before the skeleton warrior made a move, Bai Cheng's heart was filled with fear. Once the skeleton warrior made a move, Bai Cheng's battle consciousness that had been tempered and condensed for thousands of years would prevail.

As a martial artist, no matter whether it is a god, a demon, a demon, or a ghost in front of him, Bai Cheng also has the courage to fight.

At the moment when his palms were about to hit the skeleton warrior, Bai Cheng suddenly realized that something was wrong, he had never fought with such a strange enemy before, and it was a taboo to use his flesh palms to touch it.

Bai Cheng's left hand retracted sharply, slapped his palm horizontally on the ground, his body turned, and swept towards the left side of the skeleton warrior, his right wrist shook, and the Ugin dagger slipped into his hand, and the golden light flashed, cutting through the skeleton warrior's abdomen.

Both moves were completed in an instant, until Bai Cheng fell behind the skeleton warrior, and the spear in his hand was not withdrawn.

Although this move had the upper hand, Bai Cheng's heart sank to the bottom, because when his knife slashed, he didn't feel like he was touching any physical object, it was empty, as if he hadn't hit anything. (To be continued.) )