Gongsun Yunjie immediately struggled to hug him from behind and shouted, "Senior brother! You are the one who wants to become the leader of the next alliance, and the one who achieves great things cannot be the kindness of a woman! ”

"Let go!" Luo Yiheng's face was full of anger, "Even if it is a strong opponent, it should be defeated by me personally, I disdain to use this method!" ”

"I'm sorry, brother!" Gongsun Yunjie suddenly pasted a piece of rune paper on Luo Yiheng's back, Luo Yiheng was immediately shocked, and then completely fainted.

"Sure enough, it's the same as what the senior sister said, the senior brother is disobedient." Gongsun Yunjie muttered in his heart and carried Luo Yiheng on his back. When the rest of the people saw this change, they suddenly became confused, and were almost taken advantage of by the "lizards" to attack the defensive cover.

Gongsun Yunjie looked at the crowd, the people of the Sword Heng Sect accounted for as many as eighth, and then he shouted: "The disciples of the Sword Heng Sect listen to the order!" ”

"In!" The disciples of the Sword Heng Sect shook their swords one after another.

Gongsun Yunjie's eyes flashed with blood, and he ordered: "If it's not my Sword Heng Sect, kill!" ”

He can't let outsiders know about today's events!

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Mo Zhiyu ran all the way forward, he knew that he would encounter the poisonous mist of the extreme abyss, so he put the meow ball into the mountain emblem first, and independently killed the "lizards" that came out along the way. There are traces of Gongsun Yunjie's wind blade on the cave walls along the road, but you don't have to worry about getting lost.

Soon, he smelled the pungent smell, the same smell as the blood of the zombies in Buming Mountain, and the same smell of the blood of the "lizards". He went further inside, and saw a thick black mist.

Mo Zhiyu knew that he would not be contaminated by those zombie blood when he was not in Mingshan, but whether this abyss poisonous fog was the same thing as those zombie blood, and whether he would be polluted by this poisonous mist, he didn't know.

Fortunately, in the past one hundred and sixty years, the Xianhua Alliance has also researched a way to deal with this kind of thing, which is the talisman. Mo Zhiyu took out a piece of rune paper, urged it with Yuan Li, and then pasted it on his chest.

Suddenly, a subtle wind force spread out from this rune paper, quickly spreading to the whole body, which was another thin layer of defensive shield plated on top of the original Yuan Force Qi armor of the ink delirium.

He tentatively reached out a hand to touch the thick fog, not feeling any discomfort. Then he moved slowly, towards the black mist, and finally, he was completely close to the black mist, without any change.

However, the rune paper on his chest was slowly darkening at a visible rate. Because although this talisman can resist the pollution of the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist, the time is very limited, and after the talisman is completely blackened and turned to ash, the effectiveness of this talisman will be over.

He had to replace the talisman with a new one before it was completely eroded, but luckily before they set off, Cloud Gate distributed dozens of them to each person, at least seven days' supply.

But compared to this one, another problem is even more tricky. The visibility in this extreme abyss poisonous mist is very low, and his naked eyes can't see the distance of the surrounding one-step clearly, so he can only open the eye of the divine descendant and judge the surrounding situation through the observation of Yuan Li. However, this fog still seems to have the effect of diluting the Yuan Force, even in the vision of the Eye of the Divine Descent, it is only a matter of seeing a few more steps.

At this point, Mo Zhiyu can no longer run as wild as before. He clenched the knife in his hand and walked forward step by step.

But after walking a long distance, he didn't feel the aura of other people's Yuan Li, and if Wuyan was really here, he couldn't be sure if he was still "alive".

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped again. He overlooked one thing, when Wuyan and he were separated, he went in the other direction, and he took a shortcut according to the judgment of the remnant soul. Even if Wuyan goes around, he shouldn't rush in front of him.

Gongsun Yunjie lied to him?!

"Perhaps." "Either he wants to kill you, or he sees a man who looks like a faceless, or a phantom that looks like a faceless." ”

He ...... Shouldn't it make me die? He wouldn't have guessed he'd run into me, right? Mo Zhi pondered, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, remembering a scene in the emperor's tomb, "Did he really miss at that time, or did he deliberately let go......"

Then he said: "Regardless of Gongsun Yunjie's purpose, he was definitely not a person before, and those people must be in this abyss poisonous fog." ”

At this time, he heard the wind, so he turned around sharply, and with a "dang", he blocked a fist with a thousand powers.

The owner of this fist couldn't strike a blow, so he quickly retreated into the thick black fog, and Mo Zhiyu didn't even see the other party's face clearly. However, Mo Zhiyu didn't feel the familiar aura of Yuan Li, in that team, who else could have such skills besides those he knew?

Soon, he sensed the wind again, and the man started his fist again. And this time, Mo Zhiyu directly withdrew the knife, and wrapped his left hand around the Demon Dragon True Armor to meet him!

But Mo Zhiyu's punch was not a return to the past, but a slight sideways, his fist grazed the opponent's fist, and then grabbed the opponent's wrist and dragged the opponent out of the thick fog!

Mo Zhiyu looked up at the other party, slightly stunned, his eyes were blood-red on this face, and layers of scale armor were wrinkled at the corners of his eyes. But this face, he recognized, was Mo Ziyu.

In the vision of the Eye of the Divine Descent, Mo Zhiyu saw that a black smoke had melted into Mo Ziyu's Yuan Force Qi Armor, and followed the meridians, spreading all the way to his Yuan Crystal. In his chest, a small crystal that should have been crystal clear was now pitch black.

Is this what it means to be polluted by the Abyss Poisonous Mist? It was also because of the existence of this black mist that he couldn't perceive the Yuan Force of Mo Ziyu. However, this person should not be saved, so he directly slashed at Mo Ziyu with a knife.

Although Mo Ziyu was controlled by the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist, his own sense of fighting was still there, and in the face of Mo Zhiyu's sword, Mo Ziyu kicked it over.

This foot was wrapped in the dark Yuan Force, which seemed to be stronger than the defensive power of his previous Yuan Force armor, and it broke through the sword qi of the ink knife with one kick. At the same time, Mo Ziyu broke free of Mo Zhiyu's hand, jumped up and flipped with the force of the collision between the fights, and then slammed into the Mo Zhiyu Heavenly Spirit Gai from the air.

"Hmph." The corners of Mo Zhiyu's mouth bent, and his left hand was a sword finger, and a golden strong light instantly lit up, which was the sword spirit of Tian'a Sword. Then he raised his fingers towards Mo Ziyu's hand, and with a "bang", golden light **** came out from his fingertips, and directly pierced Mo Ziyu's palm.

Mo Ziyu's palm clenched violently, and the person turned over deftly in the air, hiding back in the thick fog.

Wanwan came from the black mist, her eyes glowed with blue light, her face was expressionless, like a real daughter of death, from hell, taking her soul. - Next chapter, "The Fog is Dangerous"

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