The black mist above the white horse's head is very similar to the black mist that took away the soul of the white-faced disciple of the Silver Moon View that day, Zuo Tianyou looked at it carefully and didn't dare to be completely sure that this black mist was the black mist, but there was one thing that this black mist was the same as last night's, that is, they were all hovering above the opponent's head, as if they wanted to suck the opponent's soul.

Zuo Tianyou thought to himself, the white-faced disciple is a mortal body, and naturally has a soul possession, but the white horse is a magic weapon, and it has no life, let alone a soul, and this black mist around the horse's head refuses to retreat for a long time, what do you want to do?!

In fact, a white horse like Yitianmen was originally just a piece of horse-shaped fine mutton fat jade, but it eventually became an artifact after refining. When refining the magic weapon, it is necessary to continuously input a large amount of true qi to the body of the magic weapon for catalysis, and sometimes it is also necessary to refine and burn it with real fire, this process is extremely long, sometimes even up to a hundred years, so the attack power of the magic weapon is divided into levels according to this.

Because there is a big sect of refining weapons like Taichu Island in Tianji, there are not many monks with high-level magic weapons in China, but in the past two hundred years, there are fewer and fewer monks who are really capable of refining high-level magic weapons. Zuo Tianyou had heard Zhang Xiaopang mention this matter the last time he went to Taichu Island alone, so he knew that a high-level magic weapon like the White Horse that could be deformed and able to resist the wind was extremely cherished and rare, not only in the Tianji Kingdom, but also in other countries in the world of cultivating immortals, there must be many monks who coveted it for a long time.

According to Xiaopang's explanation at that time, these extremely difficult to refine high-grade magic weapons are often filled with a large amount of true qi, and these true qi have been smelted by true fire all year round, and the purity is very high.

It is for this reason that Zuo Tianyou has been thinking about how to take away this rare treasure along the way, and it has taken a lot of effort to do so, but at the moment when it is at his fingertips, he was intercepted by the man in black halfway, this anger is really not comparable to ordinary moods, so he vowed to get this horse.

Now Zuo Tianyou saw that the black mist hovering over the white horse's head and refused to leave, and suddenly thought of the pure true qi on its body, and felt that this black mist seemed to be coming towards the true qi, otherwise there were three big living people in front of him, and this black mist would not attack the three of them, staring at the white horse and not letting go of what to do!

Thinking of this, Zuo Tianyou realized that it was somewhat arbitrary to think that this black mist only absorbs people's souls based on the death of the white-faced disciple last night, judging from the current situation, this kind of black mist is not only interested in people's souls, but also true qi with extremely high purity.

But it stands to reason that he, the dwarf and the man in black also have true qi in their bodies, but this black mist still doesn't pick the three of them, which shows that this black mist is extremely picky about true qi, like the pure true qi rich in the white horse's body, which obviously makes it more fascinated.

Zuo Tianyou now realized that what this white horse was facing was not a life-threatening situation, but that it was slowly sucked out of its true qi by the black mist and lost the effectiveness of the magic weapon.

At this time, it was already dark, and Zuo Tianyou was about to approach the white horse and the man in black under the tree where they were resting, he used his divine sense to observe carefully again, but found that his divine sense was a little dim and unclear, and he couldn't see whether the true qi was flowing out of the white horse.

Zuo Tianyou thought that the fight with the people of Yinyueguan last night had hurt his internal strength a little, and knew that if he rushed to fight with the man in black, he would definitely be at a disadvantage, so he immediately slowed down his forward speed.

The dwarf followed closely behind, Zuo Tianyou paused, he rushed over in three or two steps, but just about to overtake Zuo Tianyou, he was pulled by Zuo Tianyou and said: "Be careful! There is a black fog around the white horse, it is the fog that killed the white-faced disciple last night, look carefully!"

Because he ran too fast just now, the dwarf was in a hurry, and he didn't look at the white horse at all, and after being reminded by Zuo Tianyou, he took a look with his divine sense, and immediately scolded: "Damn, it's really! Don't you say that I really didn't pay attention!" The dwarf wiped the oil and sweat from his face, and was still staring at the black mist.

The two of them stopped in the grass closer to the white horse, and at this time, the man in black was also covering his figure with the trunk of the tree, quietly observing the white horse opposite.

Zuo Tianyou saw the tree where the man in black was hiding at a glance, and saw that he was careful not to make a move, thinking that this guy was quite horizontal just now, and there was no movement at this time, it seemed that he was also scared of the black fog, and wanted to hide as far away as possible. Saying this, he also knows how powerful the black fog is, but he doesn't plan to give up yet, and it seems that he has to get rid of this magic horse.

Thinking of this, Zuo Tianyou thought of an idea for a while, and first whispered to the dwarf: "Fifth master, where is your Qingshuang Sword, lend me first!"

The dwarf said "hey" and said with a smile: "Little brother is polite, why don't you borrow it, just take it." As he spoke, he took the sword out of the storage bag.

Zuo Tianyou took the sword, the sword suddenly shook, the sword body faintly flashed red, as if he knew that the war was imminent, a very spiritual look, Zuo Tianyou raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said silently in his heart, it is really a psychic sword, it will all depend on you for a while! The sword seemed to understand Zuo Tianyou's inner words, and the sword body trembled even more.

However, at this time, Zuo Tianyou did not plan to use this sword to attack the man in black, only to see him raise his hand and throw the sword into the air, and hit a true qi with both hands, the sword flew out with a "poof" sound, and the dwarf was stunned for a moment, looked at the direction of the sword, and then exclaimed: "Little brother, you don't want that horse?"

Zuo Tianyou patted the little excited dwarf with his hand, signaled him not to raise his voice, and pointed to the white horse's side, the dwarf hurriedly glanced there, only to find that the Qingshuang sword ran to the white horse with the sword roaring, and the direction was not crooked or slanted, but it stabbed in the direction of the horse's head.

The dwarf was so frightened that he was about to shout out with his mouth open, but Zuo Tianyou was not 100% sure, so nervously clenched his hands into fists on the side, and sweated deeply for the Qingshuang Sword.

He thought that the man in black would not turn away like this, which shows how much he wants to get this white horse, if this is the case, he will never sit idly by now that the white horse is in danger.

Sure enough, as Zuo Tianyou expected, when the Qingshuang Sword was about to pierce into the forehead of the white horse, the man in black couldn't stay behind the tree anymore, and one of them rushed out, raised his hand and hit a thing, this thing flew extremely fast, like a white gas, Zuo Tianyou didn't see it clearly, but when he saw this thing, he was stunned and went towards the Qingshuang Sword.

Zuo Tianyou saw that the timing was just right, raised his hand and waved, the Qingshuang sword reflexively flew up, flew to a branch of the giant tree where the white horse lived, and twisted suddenly, and suddenly a "crackling" sound of broken branches rumbled, and the branches began to break slowly and fell twice, and then immediately fell down with a "bang", and smashed on the back buttocks of the white horse impartially.

The dwarf opened his mouth and stared at the branch falling at this moment, so he opened his throat and whispered: "Little brother, what do you say? Marco is going to be shocked!"

Zuo Tianyou was not in a hurry, he still raised his hand and waved again, this time the Qingshuang Sword that had successfully completed the task flew back into his hand in an instant, he put the sword in the dwarf's hand, and then closed his eyes and began to silently recite the magic of taking away the white horse.

The man in black was also confused by this series of earth-shaking movements for a while, staring at the white horse in front of him suddenly lost his mind, until the white horse was startled by the falling branch, and then he thought of grabbing the reins, but at this time the horse was so startled that he had already opened his four hooves, and the reins were gone. (To be continued.) )