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Not far away, three giant trees hundreds of feet high groaned, and the entire tree flew up one after another, and the roots flew with large handfuls of black dirt, pressing towards the four people.

The giant tree roared in the air, and the front section produced a white air barrier due to the rapid speed.

Before the attack arrived, a strong wind blew the people's robes with a loud noise.

The chat between the four was interrupted.

Bingbai and Ding Shadun snorted, and a black substance like water waves gushed out from their shoulders, and the black substance quickly wrapped the upper body of the two of them, forming that hideous set of armor weapons.

At this time, the three giant trees were less than ten feet away from the four people, and the branches at the top of the branches almost touched the four people.

The branches were several feet thick, and the four of them were extremely slender compared to them, as if they would be crushed at once.

Long Ji stared at the three giant trees that flew in, the strong wind blew on his face, his long hair was raised, his eyes narrowed, and the sword glint flashed in his eyes.

"Boom"

Invisible sword qi shot out from Long Ji's eyes, and the giant tree shattered into a cloud of dust from eight zhang away, and the fragments were as fine as powder, obscuring everyone's sight.

The white air barrier created by the flying trees did not dissipate as the giant tree shattered, but twisted as if it had life, turning into a humanoid object.

In the next moment when the giant wood turned into powder, the three mist spirits quickly took shape, roared angrily, and pounced on the four of them from above.

The kinetic energy of the tree was extremely large, and even if it was reduced to pieces, it still flew towards the target, but Long Ji's sword qi used it, eliminating its power, and it floated in the air abruptly.

The moment the spirit of mist took shape, Long Ji waved his right hand, and the fragments of the giant wood shook slightly, and the green fine electric light stirred with each other.

The spirit of the mist breathed like the wind, and the fragments of the giant wood were easily dispersed to form a circular passage through which they passed and pounced towards the four.

When they were halfway through, and there were no giant wood fragments wrapped in all directions, Long Ji smiled slightly, and waved his right hand fiercely.

"Thunder of the Five Elements, Blue Thunder Strike!"

The dense green thunder light stirred, and it instantly combined into a mysterious formation, and the violent power was released violently.

A large green light shield enveloped the three mist spirits, and the power of the green lightning strike was restrained but violent, in this light mask, the thunder light shattered inch by inch, and no trace of power was wasted, pouring on the body of the mist spirit.

With a dull crackling sound, the Spirits of Mist cracked all over their bodies, and a trace of mist wafted out of the crack, and the more the mist escaped, the more their aura weakened.

When the fragments of the giant wood were consumed, the cyan thunder light gradually dissipated, and the light mask disappeared.

Without a light shield to hold it underneath, the three mist spirits fell from the sky to the ground like tattered dead wood, smashing out a pit several feet deep.

The spirit of the mist lay motionless in the pit, and more and more white mist overflowed from the wounds all over his body, and he couldn't stop it.

From the time the giant tree flew out to the time when the Mist Spirit was defeated, it was only a few breaths.

Bing Bai praised: "The sword spells of the Long Ji brothers are all at the pinnacle! The sword qi contained in the spells makes it difficult for the wound to heal, and the proportion is grasped, so that I can't reach it!"

The sword qi is fierce and strong, the spell is mysterious and delicate, without the extremely high comprehension and extremely high control of the power, this blow will not be so powerful at all!

The effect of this blow was extremely obvious, and at least the three mist spirits would not be able to recover in a short period of time.

"Roar!"

The mist spirits in the pit hissed and roared, and the unrecognizable facial features actually separated into clear mouths, and the teeth in the mouths were sharp and thin, tightly arranged.

"It's ...... They have mouths, and their teeth are so sharp!"

Bingbai and Ding Sha exclaimed, the two had never seen this scene in the illusion.

"Roar!"

As if echoing each other, several roars were heard in the distance.

The vegetation "crackled", the sound of shattering when struck by a rapidly moving object.

In the blink of an eye, three more mist spirits appeared on the nearby trees, looking at the four of them condescendingly, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, but they didn't come down.

The mist spirits in the trees and the pit looked at each other and whispered, as if communicating something.

"Huh, are we 'hostages' in hand, they don't dare to attack? hahaha...... Why don't we hold these three Mist Spirits hostage so that the other Mist Spirits don't dare to attack us......?

Ding Sha's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly suggested.

The appearance of the three fog spirits, everyone realized a problem that came with it, that is, the number of fog spirits was probably quite a lot, and if they went deeper, they might encounter a large number of fog spirits.

Although this conjecture is not yet certain, walking in Kyushu, everything is based on safety as the highest criterion, and even if there is the slightest possibility, everyone does not dare to take risks.

"That's it, they're not humans, they're first-class mountain spirits, we don't have to worry too much, we can only do this!"

With their lives at stake, everyone no longer hesitated and made a decision immediately.

Only a sword couldn't bear it, but when the three of them agreed, he couldn't say anything.

"Whoa......

The clash of branches and leaves sounded again, and three more mist spirits rushed in.

Bingbai took out three circular collars, raised his hand, and the collars flew up, firmly enclosing them on the necks of the three mist spirits who were seriously injured.

There was a sound of mechanical friction, and countless tiny silk threads ejected from the collar and spread to the whole body of the mist spirit, binding it tightly and wrapping it like a rice dumpling.

"Bang ......"

The vegetation exploded, and three mist spirits appeared in front of everyone's eyes with a fierce momentum, and the figures rushing towards them immediately stopped, bringing a violent whirlwind.

The six mist spirits looked at the three "compatriots" in the pit erected by the four of them, and roared angrily, but they didn't dare to do it.

Their facial features are foggy, and their eyes are also obscured by fog, making it difficult to see.

But there was a substantial white light, like a pair of eyes shining cold, murderous and awe-inspiring.

Surrounded by six mist spirits, the four of them held the three mist spirits who couldn't move, and quickly flew forward.

Behind the four of them, the six mist spirits chased after each other, roaring incessantly, as if they couldn't fly, jumping up and down the branches to borrow strength, and moving forward.

How quickly the four Refining Realm cultivators escaped from the light, but the spirit of the mist was able to catch up with their escape with the help of the branches, and this ability was staggering.

Bingbai, Ding Sha, and Yijian flew in front with a mist spirit, and Long Ji swept the formation alone in the rear.

His "Green Thunder Strike" showed his powerful strength, and he subdued Bingbai and Ding Sha, who were not familiar with it for the time being, so that everyone could not be more relieved by his palace.

"Brother Long Ji, the spirit of the mist is calling out to his companions, our method is to resist for a while, but it is not a long-term solution, and when the spirit of the mist gathers a lot, we can't escape!"

Bingbai's tone was heavy and he whispered to Long Ji.

There is still a long way to go from that mountain, and there is no time to reach it.

Moreover, the spirit of the white mist consciously changed its position, wanting to drive the four people in another direction, and from time to time new spirits of the white mist joined, and in just a while, everyone was surrounded by more than a dozen spirits of the white mist.

They advance and retreat in evidence, and they are arranged in order by roaring between marches, and they obviously have a great deal of intelligence.

Long Ji said: "These mist spirits are more difficult to deal with than we imagined, we can only see the tricks at the moment, I don't know if they can fly, if they can't fly, we don't have to worry too much!"

"Roar!"

Directly in front of the four of them, three mist spirits suddenly emerged from under the branches.

Their palms actually split into five fingers, holding a sharp machete in their hands, their facial features are also clearer, at least their eyes and mouths are lifelike, and three pairs of narrow eyes are staring coldly at everyone.

"Oh no!

A sword shouted, reminding the three people behind him.

The moment the three mist spirits saw them, they threw their machetes violently, and the machetes "whirred" and slashed at everyone with a whirl.

Before Yijian's words fell, the machete flew to the front door of Bingbai, Dingsha, and Yijian.

"Humph!"

Long Ji snorted coldly, the breeze blew, and time seemed to stand still.

In Long Ji's eyes, everything slowed down, and he pulled out the Dao afterimage from behind him, passing in front of the three of them, and the five fingers of his right hand were claws, flashing with a faint golden light, and gently pointed over the machete.

Like a pile of inferior sand blown away by a strong wind, the machete immediately stopped moving forward and turned into flying ashes.

"Whew"

The dragon continued to move, crossing a distance of hundreds of zhang and appearing in front of the three mist spirits.

In the eyes of the spirit of mist, there was an extremely humane look of horror, and he watched Long Ji's golden fingers insert into his head, but his body couldn't move!

Unhindered, Ryutsugu left five deep holes in the top of the heads of the three mist spirits, and white mist emerged from them.

The three mist spirits were hit hard, and they howled and retreated, not daring to fight again.

Long Ji did not pursue, and reflexively returned to the three of them.

His breath was significantly weaker than just now, and his breathing was heavy, and it seemed that he had consumed a lot.

At this time, the words of a sword reminding everyone were still echoing in the air and did not disperse.

Quiescence!

Silence!

The pursuing spirit of mist stopped its pursuit, and watched from a distance and did not come forward.

Bingbai and Ding Sha also looked at Long Ji in disbelief.

When they saw the machete flying, they immediately separated the machete like a urging weapon, but an afterimage flashed in front of them, and by the time the two of them watched intently, everything was over!

Why is Long Ji so fast? It's almost to the point where his divine sense can't keep up!

If Ryuji attacks himself......

Thinking of this, the two of them immediately stopped this unrealistic idea, Xiao Kyushu is in the same breath, this kind of thing will never happen!

"Good thing he's our partner!"

The two were secretly overjoyed.

Thousands of feet away, in a place where the four people did not notice, a "man" with handsome facial features, no different from ordinary people, but with snow-white skin, stood quietly on the branch of a tree.

The white mist floated beside him, and the mist fluctuated and fluctuated, producing a trace of magical power, even if you stood a few feet away, you would not see a person here.

He muttered to himself, "The temptation is almost over, relying on those low-level kinders with no human form, I'm afraid I can't cause harm to that spirit bird, so let them withdraw......

How long has it been, master, when you dissipated, there were only two or three fully humanoid ones, and now there are thousands, it is really too long......! We're afraid we're going to dissipate, we're relaxed, don't you think?"

In the last sentence, the man let go of his voice, and the mist fluctuated, silently, and on the nearby branches, thousands of mist spirits appeared, which looked like ordinary people.

Their expressions were indifferent, on their zombie-like stiff faces, a pair of eyes looked at Long Ji and his group of four people blankly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, just like looking at a dead person...... (To be continued.) )