The black gas released by this cantharid insect is really terrifying, when those gases have not yet drifted to the side of the shelter, the people in the shelter have been smoked and are about to vomit, if the black mist is really filled in the entire shelter, Song Lingshan has no doubt that even if they are not frozen to death by the white mist released by the commander of the Ice Palace Guard, these people will be smoked to death by the fart of the pincers, so she resolutely decided to seal the entrance, and Wu Song opened his mouth, and finally he was embarrassed to refute it, He himself felt that the fart of the tongs stinked and couldn't stand it, so how could he ask others to suffer in the stench.

To put it bluntly, this ice mirror technique is a layer of transparent thin ice, which can clearly see everything outside the ice, and after Cathers used the ice mirror to isolate the shelter from the hall, Wu Song immediately lay in front of the ice mirror and looked into the hall.

Although he is very confident in the ability of the pincers, but after all, this is a battle in the territory of the guards of the Ice Palace, fighting against a powerful ice element boss in an extremely cold environment, Wu Song will still be more or less worried about the pincers, the reason why he looks out is that he intends to see the form in the hall clearly, once the situation is unfavorable to the pincers, then Wu Song will not hesitate to break the ice mirror and rush out to rescue the pincers.

When the commander of the Ice Palace Guards released the white mist, Wu Song also ran to the ice mirror to look at the appearance, although the white mist increased with the increase in concentration, although it could also make the hall unrecognizable, but there was a process, at the beginning when the white fog was relatively thin, the situation outside could still be faintly seen, but this time the scene Wu Song saw through the ice mirror was completely different from before.

Those white ice mist collided with the black mist emitted by the pincers in the air, but they did not have any fierce confrontation and collision as Wu Song thought, but naturally blended together, and the strange black mist released by the pincers was like ink dripping into the clear water floating wantonly in the white mist, and the two mist were mixed together and kept tumbling and stirring, and soon blended from the black and white state into a very light silver-gray, and covered the entire hall.

"This damn fog!" When the fog in the hall outside turned into a cloud of silver ash, Wu Song couldn't help but curse, although his eyesight was good, but it was already a little difficult to see the situation inside the white fog through an ice mirror, the color of the fog turned into silver gray again, and his visual range was basically no more than thirty meters, and what was even more fucking was that as the black mist was constantly released behind the pincer butt, the fog color in the entire hall was still darkening, and it didn't take ten seconds. Wu Song could only see the situation within ten meters outside, and after he cursed a few words, his visual range had dropped to within five meters.

"I don't know what these black mist released by the pliers are used for, and whether these things can withstand ultra-low temperatures... When the senses were basically blocked, Wu Songxin couldn't help but mention his throat, because he couldn't see, he chose to put his ear lightly on the ice mirror, hoping to hear the sound to discern the situation in the hall, but the sad thing was that it was quiet outside, and all he could hear was the subtle wheezing sound of his teammates around him.

The taste of waiting was quite uncomfortable, and when Wu Song felt anxious about the safety of the tongs, Song Lingshan, who was not far away, was also up and down in her heart, but her eyes were not focused on the hall shrouded in the vast mist, but on Wu Song.

Song Lingshan is a person who is very good at observing words and feelings, and when she saw Wu Song's expression, she could naturally figure out what Wu Song was worried about.

Thinking about the problem from a commanding point of view, Song Lingshan felt that there was nothing wrong with her approach at all, in battle, it was not uncommon for mutant creatures domesticated by spirit masters to accidentally injure allies, although those black weapons were released by mutated creatures domesticated by Wu Song, but this did not mean that the black mist did not have any danger to their so-called allies.

On the contrary, after smelling the pungent smell, Song Lingshan was almost sure that those black fogs had a very bad effect on the human body, as a spirit master who had signed a contract with the dragon, Song Lingshan had a considerable advantage over ordinary spirit masters in terms of physique, and for some external stimuli that the human body could not bear, she also had a resistance beyond ordinary people, but that's it, when she smelled the smell, Song Lingshan still felt a burst of qi and blood surging.

She is like this, not to mention other people, so Song Lingshan made the decision to isolate the small space where everyone is from the outside world, as far as tactical considerations are concerned, there is nothing wrong with this decision, but one of the most critical problems is to keep the mutant creatures domesticated by Wu Song out of the house.

If it was someone else's mutant creature who was confronting the Ice Palace Guards outside, then Song Lingshan would not feel any worries, but the huge cantharid insect outside belonged to Wu Song, which gave Song Lingshan a little headache, and Song Lingshan didn't know if anything happened to the cantharid outside, Wu Song would blame herself.

In the whole team, Song Lingshan, the captain, values and relies on Wu Song's strength the most, she clearly realizes that if she wants to gain more benefits in this tomb this time, she must rely on Wu Song, so she doesn't want to have any conflicts with Wu Song in these places, and Wu Song's attitude is naturally very important.

"That big insect didn't fall behind the Red Scale Flame Demon King before, there should be no problem this time, if something really goes wrong, Wu Song shouldn't blame me, I didn't have any problems commanding, didn't he want to vomit when he smelled that smell just now..." Song Lingshan was so relieved to herself, but she always felt like she was going up and down in her heart, and just when she was thinking nonsense, the color of the fog in the hall outside had turned into pitch black, and suddenly, she suddenly heard someone yell, "Look, the ice mirror has melted." ”

It was Kosk who shouted this voice, after the outside world had become invisible, most people were busy taking a break or making up for the state or something, only these two fools were still looking out meticulously, and it turned out that this time it was thanks to Kosk's persistence.