Zhong Lihong and the people behind him, almost at the same time as the light mask rose, they all injected mana into the light mask, and the light mask suddenly became as steady as a mountain, like a bright lamp shining on the thick fog rolling square.

The people of the Zhongli family were well-trained, and the thirty-six people formed a phalanx, supporting each other, and slowly explored towards Gu Zichen's location, while Zhongli Honghe took the lead, walking at the forefront of the team, without any fear on his face.

Almost at the same time as the cyan light mask was generated, Ge Guangji's face was solemn, and a murmuring sound sounded in his mouth, one yin and one yang, and two control array flags, floating diagonally in front of Ge Guangji's head, emitting a bloody smell.

Ge Guangji cut his left hand again, and threw more than a dozen drops of blood on the formation flag, at this time, Ge Guangji's face was obviously pale, and it was not as ruddy as Gu Zichen, who was eaten by the formation just now.

"Up!"

Ge Guangji snorted lightly, and suddenly the two array flags were like sharp swords, instantly floating on both sides of the center of the clouds, and then one turned, the tip of the flag went down, and fell into the clouds.

The moment the control hub array flag fell, the clouds and mist floating above the square seemed to come to life, and I saw that all the clouds and mist, almost at the same time, surged towards the cyan light mask.

A drop of blood overturned on the cyan light mask, eroding the aura of the cyan light mask, and in an instant, the aura that the cyan light mask needed to supply almost instantaneously increased by two or three tenths, and the originally relaxed Zhongli family disciple suddenly felt his heart sank, and the aura input speed suddenly increased.

Not only that, but after the black smoke drifted near the cyan mask, it slowly accumulated, and almost in a dozen breaths, the black smoke gathered more and more, almost turning into substance, hindering the movement of the cyan mask.

Just when the disciples of the Zhongli family were surprised, the black smoke suddenly intertwined with each other, constantly biting each other, and after a minute or two, the thick smoke that had originally surrounded the cyan light mask turned into black weird little ghosts.

The little ghost was pitch black from head to toe, and all the heads and limbs were made up of thick smoke, but they were extremely nimble, and they slowly deceived themselves towards the cyan light mask.

The most bizarre thing is that there are no other facial features on the little ghost's face, only a big black mouth that occupies four-fifths of the face, and in the big mouth, more than a dozen sharp teeth stick out, which makes people shudder when they look at it.

One or two hundred little ghosts, just after they were born, all lay on top of the cyan light mask, some muttered to themselves, through the cyan light mask, all the disciples of the Zhongli family heard very clearly, but as soon as they heard it, they felt extremely heavy in their divine consciousness, and their spiritual strength seemed to be swallowed by the little ghosts, and there was no spirit.

Some of the little ghosts opened their mouths and kept gnawing on the cyan mask with the fangs in their mouths, and for about three or four minutes, the cyan mask seemed to be thinned.

These are not the most fatal places, the most white dense fog above the square, as if incarnated into entities, condensed each other, and even accumulated into a wall of white on the entire square, lying on the way of the cyan light mask.

Every step forward of the Zhongli family disciple had to break through the white fog before he could continue to move forward.

In just a quarter of an hour or so, under the triple envelope of blood, imps and white walls, the mana of the Zhongli family disciples was rapidly consumed, and some of the people with weak divine sense even appeared in a coma, but fortunately, they were discovered early, so there were no casualties.

"Withdraw, this place should not stay for a long time. ”

Zhongli Honghe's eyes flickered, looking at the little ghosts and the dense fog around him, knowing that there was still no way to go any further, he immediately made up his mind.

But at this moment, three figures suddenly appeared on the way back, and as soon as the three figures appeared, a small ding, a small ding, a cold sword, and a dagger that contracted uncertainly, floating above the heads of the three people.

The three of them looked at the people of the Zhongli family, their eyes were full of cold light, without any words, the dagger with a scream, smelling the wind, almost at the same time as the three appeared, directly inserted into the cyan light mask, followed by the cold color sword, with a sense of earth-shattering, almost at the same time slashed on the cyan light mask.

The cyan light mask flickered in an instant, and it was almost hit by the two of them, almost collapsing open.

Gu Zichen put his fingers together, muttered words in his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, countless small golden swords, covering the sky, followed by the cyan light mask and pierced away.

I don't know how Ge Guangji controlled the formation, while the three of them were moving, the blood, the little ghost and the dense fog did not stop, especially the scream of the little ghost, under the unstable cyan light mask, there were at least four or five Zhongli family disciples, their divine consciousness was attacked, and there was even a sluggish situation in their eyes.

"Haha, you guys were fooled, and finally let me wait for the three of you. ”

However, just as the three of them were exercising their power, Zhong Li Honghe laughed, stepped out of the cyan light mask, and then swiped forward with his right hand, and suddenly, a small cyan bell rose out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled to the size of an acre, almost filling the entire battle space, floating above Zhong Li Honghe's head.

"Another mutation weapon!"

Almost at the same time, the three of them were shocked in their hearts, and secretly screamed that it was not good, Zhong Lihonghe rashly entered the formation, completely designed to lure the three of them to appear, so as to kill the three of them in one fell swoop.

The small bell hovered above Zhongli Honghe's head, suddenly, the body of the bell shook, and a melodious bell sounded throughout the four fields, and when the disciples of the Zhongli family heard this, not only did they not have anything unusual, but their eyes even showed a look of joy, and they immediately turned their heads to look at Gu Zichen and the others.

"Watch out for the bells!"

Ge Guangji shouted, pulled the dagger back into his hand in an instant, and swiped it in front of him, and in an instant, a blood-red light covered itself in it, revealing a solemn look in his eyes.

Murong Hanxing's reaction was also not slow, his left hand slapped towards the dantian, and suddenly, a cold black aura swept around him, covering the entire body, and then his right hand pointed at the cold sword, and the cold sword shook, and instead of retreating, he slashed towards the little bell floating in the air.

"I can't help myself!"

Zhong Li Honghe's expression remained unchanged, his hands turned quickly, and his mouth kept reciting the Fa Decision.

Almost in a breath, the sound of the bell came into the ears of Gu Zichen and the others, and when Gu Zichen first heard it, his mind sank, and the golden small tripod that was originally floating above his head was almost uncontrollable and collapsed.

At this time, Gu Zichen was not only protected by a golden yellow light mask, but also a blood-red talisman floating in front of his body, constantly swimming, it was the Rongyuan talisman that Gu Zichen obtained at a high price.

Gu Zichen bit his tongue with a strong spirit, and the feeling of stagnation in his brain disappeared in an instant. Gu Zichen suddenly raised his head and looked at the little bell in front of him.

But seeing that the Han Sword had not yet approached, Xiao Zhong once again emitted layers of sound halos with Zhongli Honghe's transfer, taking Xiao Zhong as the center point, and scattered in all directions.

As soon as the cold sword touched the sound halo, it was like a boat drifting in the sea, and it tilted its head in an instant, unable to move forward a bit, and in a few breaths, it was directly separated by the sound halo, dissipated, turned into an icy aura, and returned to Murong Hanxing's body.

"Withdraw!"

Gu Zichen's eyes were extremely solemn, and he shouted, and the three of them flashed, and quickly hid towards the dense fog.

"Since you're here, stay here!"

Zhong Lihonghe's face was hideous, and he suddenly pointed at Xiao Zhong, and suddenly, Xiao Zhong's up and down frequencies vibrated extremely quickly, and in an instant, a sound halo quickly spread out to the surroundings at the speed of electric ejection.

Gu Zichen, who was originally backwards, instantly felt that a circle of sound halos passed through his body head-on, flying backwards, Gu Zichen gritted his teeth, stabilized his mind, thunder and lightning flashed, and he retreated backwards.

"Weng!"

A roar resounded through the four fields again, Gu Zichen's heart was shocked, and he suddenly turned around to look back, but when he saw that a hundred meters behind him, a white light curtain was suddenly erected, blocking the retreat route of the three people.

Gu Zichen's complexion changed greatly, he turned quickly, and in a breath or two, he came to the front of the light curtain, and then without hesitation, the golden small ding was shocked, and countless golden small swords stabbed towards the white light shield.

Ge Guangji's dagger, Murong Hanxing's cold sword that broke out of his body again, almost at the same time, slashed at the light curtain, and the light curtain flickered, as if it was unharmed, and did not suffer much impact.

The faces of the three of them were full of anxiety at the same time, Gu Zichen's right hand stretched forward, and the golden small ding, which was originally floating, instantly turned into a golden aura and returned to his body, and then with his right hand, a talisman appeared in his hand. The most bizarre part of the rune seal, in the center of the rune seal, a mountain peak flutters, swimming on the surface of the rune seal.

Almost at the same time, Murong Hanxing's handsome and indifferent face showed a trace of determination, and his left hand slapped towards the dantian, and suddenly, a thick and cold black qi emanated from his body, and Yin Rao was in front of him.

Then under the rotation of Murong Hanxing's slender hands, the black qi devoured each other, and between five or six breaths, a black substance sword with a length of rice appeared in Murong Hanxing's hand.

The body of the sword is dark and exudes an icy aura, but the scabbard is indeed a miserable white color, as if it was cast by cold ice, which is very weird.

At the same time, Ge Guangji held a black-red talisman seal in his hand, the talisman seal was even more weird, and he kept breaking free of Ge Guangji's palm, swaying. As soon as Fu Seal appeared, a bloody aura, with a ferocity, rushed towards the light curtain, as if he knew the master's thoughts.

Everything seemed to be slow, but in fact, the movements of the three of them were completed almost instantly, and then, Murong Hanxing held the black sword and stabbed at the white light curtain he saw without hesitation.

The light curtain, which was originally as stable as Mount Tai, suddenly made a crisp clicking sound at the moment when Murong Hanxing gently stabbed it, first very slightly, and in the end, like a torrent, the entire light curtain suddenly collapsed like broken glass and blasted buildings, and disappeared without a trace.

The three of them looked happy, and one flashed, crossed the white light curtain, and appeared ten meters away from the light curtain, but in an instant, the three of them looked gloomy, their faces changed greatly, and they looked around, showing a panicked look.

But seeing the three of them in front of them, Zhong Lichang of the Zhongli family led more than twenty Zhongli family disciples to form a quadripartite array, blocking the way of the three of them.

Not only that, at the top of the head of the quadripartite array, a cyan broadsword, flashing with devouring light, was facing the three of them like a show of power.

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