"Woo..." a long voice sounded, and the leader blew the conch in his hand vigorously.

Zhang Yuan held the red blade and ran towards the leader with all his strength. Everyone knew that blowing the conch here and now must be hiding some powerful method, and he could not let it go his way.

Glancing sideways at Zhang Yuan who was rushing towards him, the leader saw that he was not in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, they were only ten steps away from each other. For a warrior, this was already very close.

A black shadow on the ground suddenly squirmed like a snake, wrapped around Zhang Yuan's body, and slightly blocked his move. Zhang Yuan raised his knife to chop it down, and the black shadow suddenly broke apart when it came into contact with the red light. But, more

Many black shadows climbed up again, trying to stop Zhang Yuan regardless of themselves.

At the same time, streams of black mist emerged from the conch in the leader's hand. The black mist was as black as ink and did not escape after floating out. Instead, it flowed around like water. Wherever it passed, it stirred up with the surrounding air currents.

Strings of fire appeared, making a crackling sound.

In front of the leader, the mist shrouded his body, covering his figure.

The black mist continued to flow and fell on those crow-faced men who were already in danger. The men suddenly became energetic, their bodies gradually swelled, their strength surged, and their eyes hidden behind the masks glowed with a frightening crimson color.

Xiang Qi suddenly felt the pressure on the other side increase sharply. When the sword struck the crow-faced man, he was unable to cut it.

At the same time, the black mist gradually drifted towards their home, and two heavy riders were infected. The two men stagnated, and let out screams that were not like human voices. The skin on their bodies kept rolling, and their bodies were violently deformed, as if they had

Something is about to break out of his body.

"Withdraw." Xiang Qi had never seen such a situation before. He quickly called out to the remaining people, avoided the black fog and ran towards his home. This was no longer a situation he could handle. If he continued to fight, he would only increase casualties.

Just after running a few steps, the two heavy riders, together with the war horses under their crotches, had seven or eight tentacles extending from their bodies. The man and the horse actually grew together, turning into a monster that was neither human nor horse. It was filled with pus and moved towards Li.

The people who left screamed and struggled to death in pain.

The black crows in the sky became more and more excited, and one by one they dived into the black mist like seabirds fishing for fish. When they reappeared, their bodies had more than tripled in size, and they flew towards the black tiger noisily. Gradually, the black tiger could no longer hold on.

, the number dropped sharply, and they retreated to the sky above the carriage.

The situation could not get any worse, and no one could resist the invasion of this black mist. On the contrary, with the help of this thing, the opponent's combat power soared, rising and falling, and this battle could no longer continue.

It is impossible to attack the leader. The black mist surrounding him is his talisman. The tragic situation of the two heavy riders just now is vivid in his mind. Going over now is purely seeking death.

The strong man standing next to the carriage saw that something was wrong, so he tried his best to lift the carriage without horses, and was actually preparing to pull the carriage and escape with his own strength.

Suddenly, the sound of the conch suddenly stopped, and as soon as the sound stopped, the black mist stopped spewing out. Everyone didn't know what happened, but they just looked in the direction of the leader, who was the heaviest of the black mist.

Back in time, the leader was trying hard to blow the conch, and his hair was graying at a speed visible to the naked eye. These black mist were the pure mist he had collected with all his efforts, not the strands of gray and black mist on the Starfall Plain.

Nothing compares to fog.

Although he himself can resist some, these black fogs are ultimately harmful to the body. Moreover, this is still the territory of the human race. These black fogs are not tolerated by this world and will be eliminated soon. The fire and light on the edge of the black fog are

The sound is caused by the collision of spiritual energy in this place.

Seeing that his men were gaining power again, the leader was rejoicing when suddenly a man jumped out from under him and slashed at the conch with a knife, knocking it to the ground. Before he could react, the man had already collected the conch in his hand.

The leader couldn't help but be shocked. Who could not be afraid of the black mist and run inside to attack him? However, due to his carelessness, he was actually succeeded by the opponent.

When I saw it clearly, I couldn't help but be stunned. I had seen this person myself. It was the person I met by chance in the alley when I went to Dingyuan City to look for Qingmu. Although I felt a little strange at first, I didn't pay attention to it because I had something to do.

Unexpectedly, he appeared here and snatched his magical weapon.

Could it be this person... Just as he was suspicious, the leader discovered that the knife held by the other party was also a little weird. The black mist came to his side, and the windless turbulence started rolling into the knife.

This person is not afraid of the black mist, so he is an outlier.

Wu Gen looked at the conch in his hand and put it in his waist.

"Give me back the conch, otherwise..." the leader said coldly and raised the sword in his hand.

"Otherwise." Wu Gen interrupted the other party's words, "If it weren't for Qingmu, I would have chopped you to death just now. Don't say anything cruel, look around. If this black mist were cut off, your

How long can my subordinates persist? Just like you, I am afraid that you are strong on the outside but weak on the inside. It is not easy to activate this magic conch.

Let’s do this, I don’t care what alliance leader you are or not, take advantage of both sides to be exhausted and withdraw the troops, otherwise, humph, I don’t know who will die here.”

"Who are you and why are you not afraid of the fog?"

"I am just a noble guard who is begging for food. As for this dark fog." Wu Gen looked at the substantial black fog around him and reached out to grab a handful. "I was also wondering, why can't this black fog?

Hurt me. By the way, you are a garrison."

The leader was stunned, "You actually know my identity, did Aoki tell you?"

Wu Gen waved his hand and said, "Don't think too much. Qingmu didn't say anything. I guessed it. The black fog will dissipate soon. We can meet up to discuss things if we have anything to do. You'd better ask your people to withdraw now."

After hesitating for a moment, the leader nodded and said, "This is not the place to talk. We can meet again in three days." Seeing Wu Gen's joking expression, he added, "Don't worry, it's just you and me. I, Yun Ming, will still speak.

Faithful."

"Okay, wait until I find a place to hide, then you can retreat." Wu Gen said, using the cover of black mist, he ran towards the other side of the battlefield, and soon the figure disappeared.

The leader, Yun Ming, sighed. Today's matter was finally settled hastily. The other party was right. Once the black fog dissipates, we may not be able to fight anymore. That's all, retreat.

The leader emerged from the black mist and roared, signaling for his men to retreat.

Retreating is not that simple. In order to prevent the other party from chasing after each other, the leader broke off with the woman hiding in the shadow. Under the cover of the black mist, he slowly retreated with his few remaining men. The sky was full of

The crow and the black tiger also gradually separated.

Zhao Ling, on his side, saw the opponent retreating and knew something had happened. He wanted to send people to chase him, but saw that the opponent was hiding in the strange black mist, so he could only watch the enemy disappear.

After a sneak attack, both sides suffered heavy casualties. On Zhao Ling's side, the Xiang army suffered the most casualties. After all, they were on the periphery and bore the brunt of the attack. Only the three leaders Chen, Zhang Yuan, Wu Gen, and Sha Chu were left.

More than 40 people came out, but only a few were left. Commander Chen was on the verge of crying but had no tears left. He had truly become a bare commander.

There are still fifteen people on the heavy cavalry side. As for the strangers, only four are left. Among them, the strong man has lost his fighting power after fighting Yun Ming hard.

Yun Ming retreated, and the remaining people ignored the darkness of the night and hurriedly broke out of camp. They didn't stop until they found a mountain col at midnight.

As the bonfire flickered, the camp was lifeless. Originally, he thought it was just a security trip, but he encountered misfortunes one after another, which made people depressed. Wu Gen looked at the bonfire without saying a word, not because he was worried about the war. There was a big battle today.

It was really an eye-opener.

It turns out that the heavy cavalry raid has such an effect, especially when Xiang Qi leads the charge, the killing and invincible momentum is really admirable. The bizarre methods of these strangers are also exciting.

What surprised Wu Gen the most was that Zhang Yuan actually had a strange skill, and judging from his method, he was no weaker than a stranger when using it.

Thinking of the three-day appointment with Yun Ming, I can't help but yearn for it. Why is it that I am not afraid of the fog? Could it be that I am really a descendant of a garrison? I would like to discuss it with Yun Ming.

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as Wu Gen opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Ling walking in the camp, with the maid behind him holding a tray with a porcelain vase on it. When he saw an injured soldier, Zhao Ling would comfort him and pour some water from the porcelain vase.

He gave the soldier a pill as small as a mung bean and asked him to take it.

With such a noble person personally delivering medicine to him, many soldiers were frightened and delighted, and hurriedly stood up to salute. Without him, these noble people would not even meet each other on weekdays, so these people were flattered by such an act.

, it made everyone calm down, and the vague resentment was swept away.

Wu Gen looked at Zhao Ling with a sarcastic look on his face. Zhao Ling was very proficient in this trick of undressing and pushing food. The losses were so heavy that many people probably lost their lives without even knowing the purpose of the trip.

When he walked in front of Wu Gen, Zhao Ling smiled slightly and said, "Wu Gen, follow me."

"Okay, something happened again." Wu Gen sneered in his heart, hesitating a little.

Zhao Ling makes me feel very dangerous.

This danger does not mean that there are swords and swords against each other, but that this person's temperament is moody, cunning and changeable, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal.

Last time in the carriage, a dignified nobleman went so far as to tease a middle-aged man and force him to agree to his request. Facts have proved that this method is indeed effective, otherwise Wu Gen would not have gone into the black mist to stop Yun Ming.

.

This person is very clever and scheming, and he will get her way if he is not careful. There is another reason. To be fair, Zhao Ling is indeed good-looking, and his behavior is all charming, which makes Wu Gen really overwhelmed.

As he arrived at the carriage, the maid lowered the curtain. However, Zhao Ling did not make any unusual movements. He rubbed his eyebrows and seemed a little tired.

Wu Gen sat down in a dignified manner, looking at his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth, and he sat down solemnly.

"Wu Gen, thank you for what happened last night. If you hadn't taken away the conch magic weapon, I'm afraid we would have lost our lives." Zhao Ling said slowly and motioned to Wu Gen to use the tea on the table for his own use.

Wu Gen was a little surprised. No one should have seen him in the dark fog yesterday. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the bald black cat hiding in the corner. He suddenly realized that this beast was in the air at that time. He must not be able to hide it.

s eyes.

"Since Gen agreed to the noble man, he will definitely live up to the great trust." Wu Gen said with emotion.

"Okay, don't pretend to be me. Since you took the magic weapon, why didn't you just kill that person?" Zhao Ling's face had a layer of murderous intent.

When Wu Geng was about to explain, Zhao Ling waved his hand impatiently and said, "I don't care what deal you made with him, just don't miss my schedule."

Zhao Ling's behavior made Wu Gen feel relieved. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. Yes, it's good rock tea.

"Zhao Guiren, you have to tell me what the purpose of your trip is, so that you can avoid being caught off guard if something unexpected happens again."

Zhao Ling twirled his hair with one hand, pondered for a moment and said: "Indeed, since you are asking for help from others, how can you not tell the truth? Have you heard the rumors about the decline of Qi practitioners?"

Wu Gen nodded. Shui Congyue had said this, "I heard it has something to do with the mist?"

Zhao Ling nodded, "Yes, you have seen last night that this mist and the aura of heaven and earth are incompatible with each other. When the two meet and conflict with each other, they will eliminate each other.

According to legend, in ancient times, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was abundant. Qi training could be described as the avenue of heaven and earth, and various schools and methods emerged one after another. However, later, with the invasion of fog, the spiritual energy gradually weakened and the foundation of practice was lost. Qi training declined rapidly and plummeted.

There are various inheritance faults. It is the gradual emergence of various strange people that has led to the current situation."

"Then Mr. Zhao..."

"Call me Zhao Ling."

"Ahem, Miss Zhao Ling, your trip is related to this."

"Exactly, I got a token by chance, but it was the token of entering the mountain from the ancient training sect Wentian Sect. I spent all my efforts to find out the location of the Wentian Sect's mountain gate, which is in the Xingluo Plain.

These disappeared sects most likely contain the secrets and scriptures of Qi training. In recent years, as the world has become increasingly stable, spiritual energy has recovered in some places, and Qi training has shown signs of rising again. However, it is difficult to make progress due to the loss of a large number of classics.

So many people have the idea of ​​​​looking for historical sites."

"Miss Zhao is no exception, that's why we took this trip to Xingluoyuan."

"Yes, I think in ancient times, Qi practitioners had extraordinary abilities. They could move mountains and seas, turn clouds and rain, which is very desirable. Moreover, they were successful in cultivation, could enter the immortal way, and lived a long life. Such methods would not be desirable."
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