"Brothers, listen to me"
Tong Laoer was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Previously, he felt that something was wrong with Old Man Yi. He thought that the old man's breath was unstable due to serious injuries. He did not think deeper that he should be more cautious. This loss made him extremely uncomfortable.
Just as he said hello, a shrill scream that changed the tone of his voice sounded horrifyingly in the cold mist and then stopped abruptly.
Then there was another scream, from a familiar monk, who was obviously under attack.
Someone was attacked and someone died.
The short-term balance in the cold fog was broken. No one dared to risk waiting any longer, and they suddenly fell into chaos.
"Be careful, old man Yi"
"Brothers, get out"
"Who the hell hit me with random spells?"
Noises, clanging bells, roars of talismans, and the yells and curses of someone being attacked arose in the cold mist, making the billowing cold mist even more chaotic.
The fire-attribute Tong Laoer was wrapped in a layer of protective flames and took the opportunity to be the first to rush out of the area shrouded in cold fog.
He guessed that the man in black robe sneaked into the cold mist and was conducting a sneak attack. Then there were two extremely dangerous guys hunting in the cold mist. If he didn't leave now, how long would it take?
However, what greeted him was a faint line of sword energy falling down.
The monk surnamed Tong's scalp was numb, and he finally felt the fear that Old Man Yi felt when his mind was disturbed by the sword energy and he couldn't react in time, waiting to be hit.
He didn't have the skills that Old Man Yi had honed for decades, so he could only desperately control the flying sword to block the situation. The flames on his body shot up to a height of ten feet, turning the cold mist into steaming white gas.
"Shua", the sword is broken and the fire is extinguished.
A figure fled hastily out of the cold fog, looking for the light of the fire, and bumped into the back of Tong Laoer, who was standing motionless at the edge of the cold fog.
"Pa", the monk surnamed Tong turned into two broken bodies and was knocked several feet away.
The tall and thin man screamed as if he had seen a ghost, turned around and jumped into the cold mist.
Chang Siguo's face was expressionless, his figure flashed, and then he blocked the ground below. He stabbed seven inches past and drove a man in a brown shirt covered in blood into the cold mist.
He was extremely satisfied with Youji's performance.
The old man in black shirt was injured and escaped. He sent a message to You Ji who was hiding underground and asked her to act accordingly. Unexpectedly, after You Ji killed the old man in black shirt, he adapted the method he used to deal with the seven-headed demon rats and used it to deal with many monks.
With his cooperation, six suspicious people were trapped with just one move.
Very smart spiritual pet
Youji also tried her best not to explode her cultivation.
"It's a transformed ghost causing trouble, everyone, be careful."
As soon as someone discovered the truth, he received a black needle in the chaos, covered his neck and staggered back.
In the cold mist, You Ji is like a fish in water. She controls the amount of cold mist in this area. She does not hesitate to consume it and replenish it at any time. She can use the cold air to turn invisible and avoid random attacks. The cold needle appears and disappears, specializing in pricking injured soft persimmons.
In just a few moments, she took action three times, stabbing two people and wounding one.
With her master guarding her outside, she felt confident and bold enough to wander around in the mist looking for opportunities.
Compared with her previous state of mind wandering around the ancient battlefield, trembling with fear, and always worried about being killed and captured by human monks, it was a world of difference. Although the master was ruthless, he did not lack her cultivation resources, but lacked freedom.
She still had to perform well and survive first.
"There's that guy guarding us outside, we can't get out, what should we do?"
"The booming symbol rushes in one direction"
"Yes, let's rush in one direction. After we break out of the cold fog, how about we each rely on our ability and luck to escape?"
The three remaining monks finally gathered together. Their bodies were covered in blood and they were all injured to varying degrees. They held their backs against each other, discussed over the phone, and quickly reached an agreement.
A hunt that they thought was easy to capture turned into such a tragic situation, and all three of them felt sad.
As soon as they took out the talisman, the cold fog surrounding them suddenly cleared.
Under the night sky, their vision and consciousness suddenly returned to normal, and the three of them were stunned for a moment.
Several afterimages of a figure flashed in the air and rushed toward them. The sword light flowed, dragging out floating tail flames, which fell from the sky like a half-hanging waning moon. The three of them fled quickly without saying a word. One sank and fell quickly, and the other went towards the sky. He dodged to the side to avoid it, but a tall and thin monk was unlucky enough to be greeted by the sword light and he tried his best to retreat backwards.
The negotiated strategy suddenly fell apart when faced with the opportunity.
No one was willing to waste time breaking out the talisman.
A ray of coldness lost the cover of the cold fog and stabbed the back of the neck of the retreating monk from behind. Faced with the attacks from the front and back, the tall and thin monk was filled with grief and anger, and roared "Death". His aura rose crazily and his body expanded rapidly.
"Chi" "嚓"
The black ice-cold needle and the sword light hit the lanky monk who was about to self-destruct almost at the same time.
The newly enlarged body fell down like a deflated rubber ball.
Youji appeared and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want to hunt them down?"
This battle was won heartily with the magic weapon Hanzhen in hand, and she still had some unfinished thoughts.
Chang Siguo looked at the two figures that quickly disappeared into the night, and shook his head slowly, "Forget it, don't chase the poor criminals, we still have business to do." With Youji's speed, she could catch up with someone, and if she got entangled, he would try again. He took action to deal with it, but he didn't want to waste any more time.
During the fight just now, You Ji had been communicating with him, so that he knew the situation in the cold mist very well. It was inconvenient for him to enter the cold mist to kill the enemy. You Ji controlled the cold mist to the point where he could distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
When he learned that the three of them had gathered together, he decisively asked You Ji to collect the cold mist.
The original intention was to catch the opponent off guard and to be confused. Now that the enemies were gathering together and no longer fighting each other, he had to use talismans to clear the way. He didn't want You Ji to lose too much.
He has discovered that Youji's role is greater than he expected.
Furthermore, he also wanted to keep some of his original sword energy as a backup, but the Vajra Thorn Vine had not been finished yet.
"yes."
"Clean up the battlefield and gather them together so I can take them in."
Chang Siguo gave a calm order and flew to the ravine a hundred feet away. He didn't praise You Ji. He just had to know what he was doing, so that You Ji wouldn't be too proud and make her own decisions next time.
You Ji bowed slightly and said "Yes"
Glancing at Chang Siguo's back as he flew away, You Ji turned into a sheet of dim light and swept downwards.
Chang Siguo fell on the blackened rock and looked at the dark depths below. He understood that Thorny Vine was still reluctant to leave, so he said, "This place has been exposed. If you stay, you won't be afraid of the two people who escaped coming back for revenge."
"Whoa", dark red thorny vines emerged from the ravine, raising their heads and shaking wildly, looking very angry.
Another black thorn stick whipped into the air, making a sound of strong wind, waving flags and shouting.
Chang Siguo chuckled, and used the two people who escaped to anger the vine demon. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, it was already a fait accompli. He wanted the two demons to understand that it was quite dangerous to stay.
Thorny Vine vented for a while and slowly calmed down.
It has seen the methods of human beings, and it will definitely not win in a fight. It is just very unwilling to do so.
Mu Mu'er, who enlightened it eight hundred years ago, left a message to it, telling it the true situation and letting it make its own choice.
It is used to being free in the wild. It and its friends do not want to be confined to a small place. Although such a life is peaceful, when can you see the head at a glance?
It resists struggle internally.
Youji showed light and shadow nearby, and she turned into an ordinary ghost. Several mutilated corpses, weapons, magic tools, etc. appeared in the sky. She hurriedly transmitted the message: "According to the news from the ghost in the distance. , a powerful guy came, fifty or sixty miles away to the northwest, he arrived soon, he must be a fifth-level monk."
There were still some debris scattered on the ground, which she didn't even have time to clean up.
Chang Si thought for a moment, then waved his sleeves to put You Ji into the bead space, and then quickly put away all the items and debris. He did not hesitate to use the mutilated corpses of his enemies to provide You Ji with training. Dead people have no human rights.
In the uppermost corner of the Wuqing space, there are various brown, cyan, and dark black stones piled up in a mess. They are some stones with a gloomy atmosphere that Youji found along the way when she was looking for clues about thorn vines these days.
She cut the stone and asked Chang Siguo to help her transport it to space to build a soul tower.
If the transformed ghost wants to advance and break through, it is not enough to have enough training resources. She must have an exclusive soul tower to help solidify the form. She has to prepare in advance.
I used to wander around the ancient battlefield, always in crisis, how could I have any place to build my own soul tower?
Even if it is built, if it is not strong enough, it will be occupied by other powerful ghost doves.
Therefore, it is not a blessing to be attached to a human master who has a small space.
Of course, it must be valuable first. She has cleverly proved to her master that she is very useful.
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