Chapter 731: Fog

Zao Wou-Ki cautiously followed, and sure enough, after walking for less than five minutes, there was an open field, the ground was a sacrificial ground made of stones, and some stones in the shape of male genitalia were piled up next to it, and a person wearing a black sandalwood mask was wearing a black robe, and was constantly twisting his body, dancing around the fire, and there were several people sitting on the ground next to him, singing something in unison, a very strange rhythm.

The arrival of the black-robed man did not attract everyone's attention, probably because of old acquaintances? He sat down in a clearing that followed, and sang along with Sanskrit, with great affection and devotion.

Zao Wou-Ki felt funny, guessed what sacrifice these people were probably doing, thought about it in his heart, did not move, and lurked carefully, waiting for the opportunity.

After about half an hour, the dancing people stopped, everyone gathered around, formed a circle and meditated, until after dawn, everyone said some dialects that Zao Wou-Ki didn't understand, and then they dispersed, even the black-robed man just now respectfully saluted the dancing man and stood aside, Zao Wou-Ki stared at the dancing man tightly, seeing that the situation should at least be the leader of this group, how can the small character know the things compared to the big character?

The dancer beckoned the black-robed man to go on the road together, heading in one direction, Zao Wou-Ki followed closely behind, and after walking for a while, after confirming that there was no one around, Zao Wou-Ki suddenly sped up, and rushed forward like a cheetah, suddenly burst out, knocked the black-robed man away with a punch, turned around and took a lock, and easily grabbed the dancing man and removed the opponent's hood.

Everything happened just between lightning and flint, and by the time the other party reacted, it was already too late, however, what Zao Wou-Ki didn't expect was that this dancing person was actually an old person who couldn't be older, with a face like dead tree bark, his eyes were deeply sunken, and he couldn't see a little life spirit.

Zhao Wuji looked at the stunned old man coldly and said, "Answer a few questions and spare your life, otherwise, die." As he spoke, a huge murderous aura emanated and rushed straight over, like the Grim Reaper of the Nine Shadows.

The old man looked at Zao Wou-Ki calmly, he couldn't see the slightest expression, his eyes didn't move, he didn't panic at all, he didn't say a word, he didn't struggle, and Zhao Wou-Ki became more vigilant in his heart, witchcraft is different martial arts, completely different ways of fighting, I don't know when I started, Zao Wou-Ki had to take precautions, fully operate the internal force, and form an energy shield on the surface of the body to protect himself.

After a while, the old man obviously sighed, looked at Zhao Wuji's eyes became strange, nodded slowly, and said slowly: "Ancient martial artist? "It's actually Huaxia Chinese, communication is no problem, Zao Wou-ki breathed a sigh of relief, if you encounter a language barrier, it's really not easy to get it."

This is already the third person to call Zao Wou-Ki "Ancient Warrior" like this, the first is the Pope of the Mystic See, the second is Zhufu, and the third is this old man, Zao Wou-Ki had to pay attention to this title, temporarily put down the doubts in his heart, and asked: "Do you know the Ancient Warrior?" ”

"Naturally," the old man said calmly: "There are not many ancient martial artists in this world, the old man has a great relationship with the ancient martial family, I haven't seen you, which ancient martial family disciple are you?" lest the flood wash away the temple of the dragon king. ”

Where did Zhao Wouji know about the ancient martial arts family, and he hadn't heard of it, otherwise he could pretend to be it, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Want to be blinded to me?" What do you know first? ”

"The Murong family in the east, the Xuanyuan family in the south, the Sima family in the west, the Tuoba family in the north and the Shennong family in China, these are the five great ancient martial arts families in the world, am I right? Which family are you, lad? Say, maybe I know your elders, and I'm hurt and angry. The old man said slowly, not caring at all that it was difficult to breathe when he was locked by Zao Wouji.

"Set almost?" When Zhao Wouji heard that there were still so many ancient martial arts families in this world, it was a pity that none of them had heard of it, so he sneered and said: "What ancient martial arts family, I haven't seen or heard of it, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu only asks you one word, what happened to the Black Valley Witch Corpse Village today?" Where are your captors being held? ”

"Young man, you have two sentences." The old man sneered, as if he didn't care at all.

Zhao Wou-Ki looked at it, knowing that this old guy was a ruthless character, maybe there was some killer feature, a ruthless heart, the other hand suddenly grabbed the other party's arm, clicked, and decisively removed one of the other party's arms, what respect for the old and love the young, to hell, this is the battlefield, thinking that Zhang Peng and the others may have been killed, a murderous aura arose, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen.

The old man didn't expect Zao Wou-Ki to be so ruthless, he said that he would do it, he broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and it took a while before he gasped, his face was pale, and he didn't have the composure just now, witchcraft and martial arts are different, not fighting with the body, relying on weird drug secret methods, Zao Wou-Ki uses his skills to protect his body, and no witch Gu poisonous insects can get close, so naturally there is no trick.

Originally, after the old man found out that he couldn't hurt Zao Wou-ki, he wanted to slowly find Zao Wou-ki's flaws by almost delaying time, but he didn't expect Zao Wou-Ki to suddenly make trouble, and he didn't dare to be careless, the old man completely believed that if he didn't answer this question, there was only a dead end waiting for him.

After thinking about this, the old man hurriedly said: "The Black Valley Witch Corpse Village has been controlled by him, the person you are looking for comes to the village, he controls the villagers to receive them warmly, and they are in the water, and after they succeed, they will bring people into the Witch Sect." As he spoke, he pointed to the black-robed man who had been knocked unconscious.

Hearing this, Zhao Wouji understood why Zhang Peng and others were plotted, the witch Gu is colorless and tasteless, ordinary people will definitely not be able to recognize it, and they will drink it when they take the water, especially the soldiers, even if they are cautious, they can't stand everyone's enthusiasm, and they are not wary of the common people, not to mention that the people of the witch sect can't guard against it, even if they don't drink water, they will still be Gu, but in a different way.

"How do you know?" Zhao Wuji asked coldly, since he knew the news of Zhang Peng and the others, he couldn't be in a hurry, so he asked coldly in a patient mood.

Suddenly, Zao Wou-Ki's mental perception released on the old man's body keenly found that something was shooting out of the old man's body, and he couldn't help but look down, it was actually a multicolored spider, but the size of a fingernail, it looked like a human face, it was weird, but Zao Wou-Ki was shocked, and he shot out of his palm like lightning, and a stream of internal qi came out of his hand, forming a gang qi and hitting the colorful spider.

"Gang gas?" The old man blurted out in surprise.

"Ghost-faced spiders?" Zao Wou-ki's face changed greatly, seeing that the spider was injured by his own anger, he was relieved, he was furious, clicked, removed the old man's other arm, and said coldly: "Be honest with Lao Tzu, I don't mind letting you taste it." ”

"You know it? You actually practiced Gangqi, no wonder I didn't find out behind me, you are young, how did you practice Gangqi, who are you? The old man no longer had the calmness he had just now, and asked several questions in one breath.

Of course, Zao Wou-Ki knows the power of the "ghost-faced spider", it is definitely the king of spiders, don't look at it only so big, but it is the most poisonous thing, living in a dark and damp place, and living by swallowing the venom of poisonous insects, because of its small size, the crawling speed is relatively slow, and it can only look for those poisonous insects that have just died to swallow, because there are too many toxins swallowed, new toxins have been formed, as long as it bites such a small bite, there is no solution.

The old man naturally knew how powerful the "ghost-faced spider" was, and he also knew that Zao Wou-Ki could do what he said, but he still couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and after asking a series of questions, he immediately looked at Zao Wou-Ki and looked forward to it.

Gang Qi is a form of energy formed after the release of internal qi, to the naked eye, it is like a kind of energy light wave, the color of each martial artist's Gang Qi is different, the practice of Tai Chi is cyan, the practice of Xingyi is red, the practice of gossip is white, and so on, and Zao Wou-Ki is actually gray, this kind of Gang Qi is very rare.

Of course, Zhao Wuji didn't know much about Gang Qi, and when he heard the old man call out, he was stunned for a moment, looked at the other party suspiciously, and said slowly: "How can the witch Gu among them be lifted?" ”

"Do you think I'll tell you?" The old man looked open-minded, but he was also angry, both arms were wasted, and he actually endured the severe pain and did not cry out.

"So, I won't tell you about the location of the witch cult?" Zao Wou-Ki sneered. With a murderous heart in his heart, he took out the "ink knife" and looked at the old man coldly, and if he didn't agree with him, he immediately started it.

"From here all the way to the west, it's a day's journey, and no one knows the specific location of the foreign teacher," the old man didn't know what he thought, but this time he actually took the initiative to say it.

Zhao Wou-Ki was stunned, looked at the other party in surprise, only to see the corners of the other party's mouth constantly squirming slightly, as if he was reading something, and he couldn't find it if he didn't pay attention to it, suddenly, the corners of the old man's eyes twitched, and a black object suddenly appeared in the air, Zhao Wou-Ki immediately sensed the danger of the black object, and instinctively retreated more than ten meters away, but heard the old man say arrogantly: "Boy, I am an enemy of my witch cult, I don't know how thick the sky is, taste the old man's fog, right?" With that, he burst out laughing.

Zao Wou-Ki was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Fog?" What is it. ”

The old man said arrogantly: "The essence of miasma and poisonous gas that the old man has refined with all his life's energy wants to kill me? It's not that easy, the old man will pull you back even if he dies. ”

Zhao Wuji was extremely shocked, he didn't dare to be careless, and struck out a few palms at the fog in the void like lightning, and the fog blown by the strong Gang Qi deviated a little, but he still pounced on Zhao Wouji, Zhao Wuji was extremely shocked, and hurriedly ran back, only to find that the old man actually flew away towards the dense forest.

Seeing this scene, Zao Wou-Ki sneered, and then looked at the fog, which became bigger and bigger, slowly melting in the void, and the fog said that the sky was just some poisonous gas, and it could not be taken back if it was released, and it was not controlled by anyone, as long as it was far away, it would be fine, but in this way, the old man took the opportunity to run away.

However, Zhao Wouji was not worried at all, his spiritual perception locked on the direction of the old man's escape, and then looked at the fog, it was getting lighter and lighter, and when it fell to the ground, the plants on the ground immediately turned black, and even the black-robed man not far away turned black after being stained with the fog, and the seven orifices were bleeding, and the dead could no longer die.

"It's a terrible fog." Zhao Wuji couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, secretly glad that he had seen the opportunity just now, if he breathed even a little bit of air containing fog, stained with even a little bit of fog, this life would be explained here, the people of the witch cult are really powerful.

The wizard's different battle modes made Zao Wou-Ki feel uneasy, in terms of martial arts, Zao Wou-Ki was really not afraid of anyone, but the witchcraft was too weird, Zao Wou-Ki didn't know when the other party would start, if it weren't for his own mysterious internal strength to protect his body, plus running fast, he would have been planted this time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji was furious and chased after the old man.