"The most powerful Tezkapolipoca is here!" said the leader of the tribe who led the way, cautiously.

Great Celestial Master Wen nodded to the leader of the small tribe, only to see that his face was full of panic. Even the samurai who had followed him to the place were the same.

On the banks of this small river, there is a small tribe of zài. Further on, it is already beyond the farthest place of residence of these tribes, and it can be said that it is already the border of this "country".

And now, even if a team of hundreds of people came, it did not alarm the people of this tribe in the slightest. To be exact, they can no longer be alarmed. The dead can no longer be alarmed.

Although the tents of this tribe and the semi-permanent wooden hut are still there, you can even see the cinchona grove carved out of the adjoining area.

But the people of this tribe had already died in the attack of the Mist Clan a few days ago, and even left only two alive.

It was a pair of lonely men and women who couldn't sleep at night, sneaking into the woods to do **. As a result, they were the only ones who witnessed what happened and escaped from life.

Dozens of people in the entire tribe let out hoarse screams one after another after such a night fog-like thing shrouded them, and when the fog cleared, all of them turned black and died cleanly.

Wen Fei strode towards this ghostly place, seeing what clues he could find.

The samurai behind them trembled, and if it was any other enemy, they would not hesitate to rush forward, but when they encountered such an inexplicable thing, all they had left was fear.

Wen Da Heavenly Master didn't pay attention to these guys, he already felt that the yin qi in this place was extremely heavy. It seems to have a ghostly atmosphere, and in the words of this place, there is a natural spirit floating.

"How can there be so much? Is there anything strange about that fog?" Wen Fei said secretly.

The ghost aura here is unexpectedly strong, but it didn't let Master Wen see the existence of half of the ghost, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart.

It was at this time. Suddenly, a scream that changed tone sounded. It was someone who was overly panicked and let out a scream that pinched his neck like killing a chicken.

In just a moment, he had come to the place where the sound came from.

I saw that the samurai brought in were all in a panic. Out of the cinchona woods, something shakily covered in mud came out.

"These are dead people, all dead people...... We buried them in it......" When the leader of the small tribe saw Wen Da Tianshi, he ran over as quickly as he grabbed a life-saving straw, grabbed Wen Da Tianshi's clothes and shouted.

It's not big, it's not small. I don't know how to be respectful or humble!" Wen Da Heavenly Master frowned. I understand more and more why Liu Bang waited until after Shusun Tong created etiquette. I know the dignity of being an emperor!

Looking at his dirty sleeves that were caught, Master Wen couldn't help but complain. As for these things in front of him, they didn't put them in his eyes at all!

As soon as Wen Fei waved his sleeves, a strong wind blew out. Not only blow this guy shut up. It also blew the guys who had just crawled out of the dirt straight away.

Everyone was dumbfounded, although they knew that the Great Heavenly Master Wen was powerful, and even the Sun God and the Night God were not opponents, but these guys had no idea what kind of powerful method this great thing was.

Seeing such a scene now, it is simply not something that can be described as dumbfounded.

"Who?" "Who?" heard a voice coming from the cinchona woods, and his body shook and he had already entered the forest.

On the top of the branch of a large tree, I saw a creature covered in bruises.

"Imana Darotu?" Wen Fei was slightly taken aback, this thing is pretending to be like this here. Is it trying to plot against yourself?

Besides, Celestial Master Wen didn't need to get close at all to know that this guy was extremely injured, and the blood all over his body was about to drain his strength.

As if hearing movement, Imanadarotu looked up. A very strange look flashed in his eyes: "Tezkapolipoca, it's you!"

"How did you get to be like this?" said Master Wen with some schadenfreude.

"Soon you'll be like me, Tezkapolipoca. We've got the prophecy wrong, and soon you'll be all dead like my tribe. Hahahaha......"

Master Wen sneered: "Did you meet someone from the Fog Clan? Do you look miserable, do you want me to help you take revenge?"

Imanadarotu laughed loudly, but he was too badly injured and lacked energy, and his laughter was intermittent. He said bitterly: "Do you want me to sue you about the Fog Clan......?

Wen Da Heavenly Master frowned slightly: "Idiot, you have already sued me for enough things!"

Hearing this, Imanadarotu choked laughter and stopped. His voice turned faint: "Tezkapolipoca, you can help me kill all those Mist people." Or better yet, with them...... I leave you with the dark divinity!"

As soon as he said this, he tilted his head and died.

On Imanadarotu's body, a black light drifted out, and was about to float around. But Wen Fei pinched it casually, and pinched those black lights in one place and turned them into a small black bead.

Then I saw Imanadarotto's body, rapidly becoming old and decaying, weathered in an instant, as if it had been dead for many years.

Wen Da Heavenly Master held this bead transformed by the dark divinity, lowered his head slightly, and mourned in silence. I casually tossed the beads in my hand a few times.

He walked out of the woods and called the Redspotted Clan. Ask them again about the process of hunting down Imana Darotu.

The tribe of Imana Darotu, with their huge flocks, also traveled hundreds of miles at most for more than a month. As long as they calculate the distance they have traveled, they can almost calculate the place where they will encounter the Mist Clan.

It certainly wasn't too far away, and the guys looked like they'd already come to the door.

Thinking of this, Master Wen looked up at the sky. A huge vulture streaked across the sky. In the exceptionally blue sky of this plateau, it looks extraordinarily laid-back.

As soon as it was enveloped by the gaze of the Great Celestial Master Wen, the vulture immediately panicked and flew towards the distant horizon.

Through this vulture, Master Wen had almost seen that just a few dozen miles away, a group of people were dancing around a guy dressed as a wizard.

At this moment, the gaze of the Great Celestial Master of Wen looked down like a god, high above, and the divine power was like a prison, which made the wizard jump in panic.

Wen Da Heavenly Master smiled coldly, but suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed, and a thunderbolt flashed. The thunder sounded on a sunny day, and the vulture was directly split into charcoal, and before it fell, it turned into ashes.

None of those warriors knew what Wen Fei was doing, and they all thought that he suddenly launched his divine might, just to show his might, and one by one he knelt on the ground in fright and worshipped.

Master Wen ignored them, and a trace of worry rose in his heart. It seems that these fog tribes have a lot of methods, what is the origin?

Civilizations in the Americas went extinct too early, leaving even fewer records. No one knows how many mysteries they have left in their history.

Forget it, teach these guys a lesson first. If they look for death again and find the head of his Great Heavenly Master, it will be no wonder that he is a Great Heavenly Master.

However, it is clear that Master Wen is reluctant to do much. But there are still people who refuse to let him go.

Soon a little light blue mist drifted over, and suddenly it was inconspicuous. Because there are so many of them in the Andes.

However, the spirit is highly stressed, and he is always paying attention to the fog around him, and even the normal fog can make those samurai bow and snake shadows. Such a strange fog was quickly discovered.

"The Fog Clan is here!"

Wen Da Celestial Master also quickly discovered this fog, and couldn't help but get angry. It is really harmless to the tiger, and the tiger is harmful to people's hearts!

Wenda Heavenly Master originally wanted to digest this civilization first. However, since these fog tribes are looking for their own death, they can't say anything, so they will be stabbed first.

A few clouds of mist drifted over, and the speed became extremely fast, as if knowing that they had discovered this, and were afraid that they would escape.

"You can actually manipulate the direction of the wind, but there are some means!" Wen Da Tianshi sneered: "This is to see if your means are high, or my means are strong!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a strong wind blew. Like a tsunami in the mountains, there is a long sky rolling.

Although the fog was heavy and carried countless small suspended particles, under the fierce wind that even the trees were blown down, it was not enough to see, and in the blink of an eye, it was blown away at all.

Only the last trace remained, but it was grabbed by the Great Heavenly Master Wen. It was obviously a cloud of mist, but in the hands of Master Wen, it was as if he was holding an invisible transparent bottle, and even these mist could not escape.

"Interesting, it's a miasma. "Master Wen is quite interested. This kind of thing, he came all the way from the rainforest, and he saw a lot of it.

It is the accumulation of branches and leaves in the rainforest**, as well as the poisonous gas produced by the accumulation of various earth gases. It's like a miasma in Middle-earth legends.

In those old-school legendary novels, it seems that this kind of thing often appears, and it is often related to the cult in southern Xinjiang. Unexpectedly, the Great Heavenly Master actually saw it.

His figure flashed a few times, and then he chased after him. This time, we will kill it all, and we will not let this scourge go.