"It's them!"

Tong Ziqi took the lead in discovering Ding Gaojie and Ding Yuanming over there.

The impression these two people had on her was too profound.

Senior figures in the Shenhuang Era have always criticized the stars below them.

However, Tong Zixuan's eyes showed no sign of staying on Ding Gaojie and the others at this moment. Instead, she was looking at the thick black mist.

"What is this!"

Wang Mengxue and the others couldn't bear it anymore.

Their expressions were pale and their eyes were full of fear.

He turned around and tried to find a door to leave, but the door was no longer in sight.

Behind him is a wall.

The walls feel hard to the touch.

Xiao Hanling kicked him several times, but the wall didn't move at all.

They looked at Lin Yi over there, saw the four long swords floating around Lin Yi and others, and saw hundreds of swords transformed by the energy in the air. Each of them looked horrified, and they were speechless for a moment.

Come.

"What's in here?"

Lin Yi turned his head, looked at Tong Zixuan next to him, and asked.

"I have no idea."

Tong Zixuan shook her head, her voice a little troubled.

when……

in the air.

A clear jingle sounded.

This sound sounds like the sound made by a wind chime when it is blown.

It's just that it's more sincere than that voice.

As the sound rang out.

There were hundreds of strange things standing around. As if they had received some kind of order, they lined up one by one and walked towards the thick black fog.

When their bodies arrived in front of the black mist.

It was instantly penetrated by black mist.

What followed was visible decay.

Under the thick black mist, their bodies became dilapidated, with dead bones exposed and flesh and blood gone.

The black fog became thicker and thicker.

Ding Yuanming and Ding Gaojie were at the end of the queue, and they also joined this group. It seemed that they were among those who were willing to die generously.

Lin Yi cited it with one hand.

Hundreds of long swords transformed from strength around him shot through the air.

They broke into the black mist.

Just a short moment.

Lin Yi suddenly discovered that all connections with those energies had disappeared.

The energy is like a mud cow entering the sea.

"Stand behind me."

Lin Yi spoke again.

Next to her, Luo Yaoyi's eyes burned like lava.

Her whole body gradually became a fiery red, especially gorgeous, and her eyes were full of vigilance.

Li Jinyang could no longer speak.

He was trembling and staring, not daring to speak nonsense.

Tong Ziqi looked pale, but being by Lin Yi's side made her feel more at peace.

The sound of the wind chimes continues unabated.

The last man in black robe raised his head from a high place and looked at the extremely dense black mist in front of him.

His face was still shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.

But his movements were obviously a little slow.

The damage Lin Yi had caused to him before was far from as gentle as it seemed.

He raised his head and made strange sounds from his mouth.

It sounded like chanting, but it was not normal speech, but more like a special sound, or an ancient language that had been indulged in for a long time.

Weird sounds connected in a string, ringing in the air.

The black mist in mid-air was as solid as a black curtain.

The scene in front of me looked like a carefully decorated auditorium.

at the end of the sound.

In the dark fog.

There was a withered, huge hand sticking out from the fog.

The palm looked like a dead branch of an old tree, shriveled, cold and stiff.

It held the last black-robed man in its palm and exerted its strength.

The entire black robe suddenly turned into a ball of green blood, seeping into the thick black mist.

According to common sense, the so-called haunted houses in this Republic of China are only six meters high.

But right now, this black mist is more than ten meters high.

This place has long been the location of the formation.

"Witch Clan, I really want to see with my own eyes what the Witch Clan here is like!"

Lin Yi snorted coldly.

He took one step forward.

Wherever he stepped, there were balls of extremely hot fire that instantly rose up.

The manic flames turned into a fire dragon that soared into the sky and flew away.

"It's... a dragon!"

The two women, Wang Mengxue and Zeng Xiaoyi, looked pale.

They looked at the fire dragon that Lin Yi stepped out with frightened expressions.

Xiao Hanling next to him was already pissed.

He recalled his initial taunting words to Lin Yi and others, and wished he could slap himself several times.

There are not many normal people here!

"My... mother-in-law..."

Li Jinyang swallowed and stared blankly at the huge fire dragon.

The fire dragon is more than ten meters long. Looking across the entire space, orange-red flames fill the entire space, competing against the thick black mist.

Tong Ziqi had a look of reverence on her face, and Luo Yaoyi wanted to take action, but was stopped by Lin Yi.

Tong Zixuan looked at the huge black fog in front of her, as if waiting for the huge curtain to be opened.

Roar!

The fire dragon opened its mouth.

The hot lava blasted into the black mist that could not be dispersed.

Just one breath.

The black mist condensed into a beam of extremely strong black luster, quickly moving towards the lava.

The two forces met in mid-air and bombarded together, causing a roaring sound that became increasingly fierce.

A soft chirping sound sounded.

The square sword array flew away suddenly, and the three female souls followed closely behind the sword of Chenli. Behind the sword, they fiercely moved forward and flew into the thick black fog.

The sword light is sharp.
To be continued...