Zheng Lei was pulled by Butuo, feeling like he was flying, after all, Butuo was a fog demon, although these fogs could not be absorbed by him, it was a simple matter for him to use them.

Seeing that the not very clear scenery around him was flying towards him at a rapid pace, Zheng Lei's heart became more and more nervous, because Bu Tuo might not necessarily be taken back into the Ten Thousand Demon Bottle at any time.

Suddenly, Zheng Lei felt as if he had walked into a special space, which was different from the independent space created by the fog demon, which was a feeling of being trapped in a cage.

Just as he was about to talk to Butuo, he suddenly felt that his strength was empty, and he almost fell to his knees, and after a stumble, Butuo had disappeared.

Suddenly, Zheng Lei was isolated again, he felt as if he was the only one left in the world, and a feeling of helplessness slowly rose from his heart.

Sick feelings also came out of every corner of his body, he was like a homeless man wandering in the mountains and jungles, even if he was sick, he could not be cured, and he could only rely on his own body to support himself.

"Can't fall!" Zheng Lei told himself in his heart, dizzy, he worked hard to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and after a long time, he felt that his spiritual power was like a sleeping turtle, slowly crawling out of the dantian.

"Rustling ......" Zheng Lei heard the sound of something moving on the fallen leaves, raised his eyes and looked around, this look, Zheng Lei's heart was shocked, and he was a little more sober.

I saw that in the fog that was not very dense all around, there were statues kneeling with their hands on their chests, thinking that he was moving, as if the bottom of the statue was pressed on wheels.

It's okay to say if it's one or two, but no matter which direction you are around, it's a kneeling statue like this.

"Damn! Why did something go wrong at this time?" Zheng Lei tried his best to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, but he was still like a snail, and it was difficult to bring it up smoothly.

Seeing that the statues around him were getting closer and closer to him, Zheng Lei couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

Suddenly, he noticed that the statues around him were not moving in a straight line, but that each statue was slowly moving towards him in a certain pattern.

"Could it be that what kind of formation is it? Why are there so many shit formations?" Zheng Lei grumbled in his heart, clenched the long sword in his hand, and held Qiuqiu tightly with the other hand, without the support of that force, he suddenly felt the heaviness of Qiuqiu's body. When the statues moved seven or eight meters around Zheng Lei, they all stopped.

Sometimes, looking at the enemy is more frightening than fighting with the enemy, especially when there is a huge gap between the enemy and us, it is an invisible deterrent, and the art of war is cloudy: attack the heart first.

If a person is crushed to the point that he has no fighting spirit, no matter how high his cultivation is, it will be in vain.

Although Zheng Lei has not been wiped out of his fighting spirit, but under the onlookers of so many statues around, he is also very uneasy, if he changes to the usual, when his body is normal, he is not afraid of these, he can't run away if he can't fight, but now it's different, even if he can't fight, it is difficult to escape.

The Fire Lin Sword seemed to sense the crisis around it, and it flickered lightly.

Zheng Lei felt that the spiritual power in his body was like a turtle speed, and finally came to his hand and got into the Huolin Sword, and now in his hand, there was only such a Huolin Sword available, and there was no other weapon.

He raised his sword slightly, and pointed at the statues in front of him, waiting motionlessly, just waiting for the statues to rush up.

But the people who controlled these statues seemed to understand Zheng Lei's thoughts, and they just didn't move.

After waiting for a while, Zheng Lei felt that he couldn't wait any longer, so he took a difficult step and walked towards the statue in front of him. He was no longer able to hold the Huolin Sword for a long time, so he could only drag the tip of the sword on the ground.

After taking a few steps, suddenly a statue rushed towards Zheng Lei, and now, Zheng Lei couldn't care that these statues were the remnants of the victims, and after praying lightly for him in his heart, he swung his sword and slashed at the statue.

The soul was under the sword, and the painting halved silently, and then slowly disappeared, followed by two statues rushing up together.

Zheng Lei swung his sword again, and the two statues were also cut into two pieces by him, but it was not as easy as one.

As soon as the two statues were cut open, three statues rushed up together.

This time, after Zheng Lei cut the three statues open, he began to pant and was obviously a little physically exhausted. He shook his dazed head vigorously and stared at his eyes while keeping an eye on his surroundings.

After the three statues slowly disappeared, as Zheng Lei expected, the four statues rushed up together.

Although Zheng Lei tried very hard to attack, he was slapped by the last statue before cutting it open.

After cutting it open, Zheng Lei almost fell to the ground, if he hadn't used his long sword to support the ground in time, I'm afraid he would have fallen.

"This time it's five, and there are so many around, what should I do? How can I restore my strength?" Zheng Lei said in his heart.

But this time, instead of five as he thought, the statue rushed up to three. The three statues are not particularly difficult, although it is strenuous, but they will not be injured.

Next, Zheng Lei's attack was only three statues each time, and the strange thing was that the three statues that rushed out each time were not too fast before they rushed forward after he was ready, and then Zheng Lei took a lot of effort to be cut open one by one.

After cutting for a while, Zheng Lei suddenly realized, and couldn't help scolding: "I wiped it!" It turned out that he wanted to grind me to death, I said why so many statues didn't eat me together, it turned out that they wanted to kill me time. ”

Knowing this, Zheng Lei couldn't do anything, he couldn't just watch these statues rush to his side and do something.

Wave after wave of statues attacked Zheng Lei, each time it was not enough to be fatal, but every time it made him exhausted, Zheng Lei felt that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly decreasing, although the cycle of the Great Zhou Tian could also make up for some of it, but it was far from making ends meet.

After slashing for a while, Zheng Lei suddenly found that the statues that had been rushing towards him all came from one direction, and he couldn't help but feel that something was wrong, and after cutting three more statues, he stared closely at the direction where the statues were rushing, and took a closer look, and was shocked, only to see that after those statues were cut by him, although they disappeared under his feet, they disappeared at the same time, but they appeared in its original place at the same time, but after the statues appeared again, something was wrong with before.

"Sun! I can't imagine that Lao Tzu is going to die in this way, you damn villain, you have the ability to come out and work one-on-one with you!" Zheng Lei scolded angrily, but his voice was weak, and scolding was useless.