This kind of invisible enemy is more difficult than facing the tree king. The latter is at least visible and tangible, and the danger is clearly in front of you.

"This won't work. We don't have the passivity of water ghosts. If we are targeted, we will definitely die." Baihu Longzai frowned.

Tianxiaguihuo muttered:

"I've calculated the time. From Ai Ai's death to Yu Nu Wu Gua's attack, the interval is five minutes. If this is the frequency of danger, then the next attack will be five minutes later."

All the official practitioners were silent. They were like lambs waiting for the slaughter, silently waiting for death to come.

Maybe you are next.

In other words, the official practitioners have high quality, strong discipline, and can keep their composure. If they were replaced by casual practitioners, they would have already had disputes and fallen into mental internal friction.

Zhang Yuanqing got close to Guan Ya and whispered in her ear:

"Is what Yunu Wugua said the truth?"

Guan Yaer's roots felt hot, and she frowned and said:

"Judging from the tone, it should be true, but I can't see his face clearly and can't observe it."

At this time, the Peony Fairy took a deep breath:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, what should we do now? No matter what you say, I will listen to you."

Everyone looked at the captain in silence, with only an outline left in the thick fog.

There is no clear captain position in the dungeon, but Yuanshi Tianzun is the recognized captain.

Are you giving your life to me? Zhang Yuanqing was under great pressure. He looked around and said, "Keep going!"

Keep moving forward. Everyone sighed in their hearts. Keep moving forward, which means doing nothing. It seems that Yuanshi Tianzun has no choice.

The team walked through the maze forest with heavy and slow steps. The thick fog obscured the sight, making it difficult to see the road clearly, let alone the forks in the road. In order not to make a mistake, Zhang Yuanqing asked his fellow monsters to walk in the front.

They can effectively distinguish how many roads there are at a fork in the road.

"Two minutes."

Someone in the team suddenly said.

There are still three minutes left. Zhang Yuanqing murmured in his heart and actively used his brain to think of countermeasures.

After Ai Ai's death, Zhang Yuanqing's first thought was that the crisis came from the dungeon, but when several investigations yielded no results, he turned the suspect to the 25th son of Dark Night Rose.

Could it be that the thick fog simply blocks the view and increases the difficulty of the maze?

Did Erwuzi use the dungeon to kill people secretly?

So he suggested holding hands and counting, all in order to limit the possible existence of two or five people.

But now it seems that the possibility of Erwuzi killing someone is not high.

"Three minutes."

Someone else said.

Zhang Yuanqing's mind was spinning rapidly:

"At present, we can only conclude that the attacker's attack frequency is once every five minutes. If you want to find more patterns, you have to continue to observe. Every observation is a human life, and we cannot withstand such consumption."

"The danger comes from the tree canopy, but I didn't find anything unusual. I can't tell whether Yunu Wugua is lying. The fog is too thick and Guan Ya can't see his face clearly."

"How did the attacker hide? The method of attack is not clear, but one thing is certain, it is related to the weird fog. The danger from the fog."

Thinking of this, a face suddenly popped up in Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

——Li Xianzong!

The thick fog at this moment brought back an unpleasant memory for him. When he was in his aunt's hospital, he was also caught in the thick fog, suffered great losses, and almost suffered from autism.

This is a typical stress disorder.

etc!

Zhang Yuanqing had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized what was going on with the thick fog in the maze forest.

In the side mission introduction, it is mentioned that the power of evil cultivators has penetrated the forest, and the road to the top of the mountain is full of dangers.

Mountain God is the name of the native monster after he changed his profession. So what profession is the evil cultivator?

It's a bewitching demon!

Because after the Bewitching Demon changed his profession for the first time, his name was the Saint Realm, and he was called Fog Lord!

"Four minutes."

The person telling the time had a deeper voice.

The mood of everyone in the team also became solemn, their muscles were tense, and they were in a state of alert and tension.

In one minute, the attacker hiding in the dark will take action.

Zhang Yuanqing was in a good mood.

After you understand the details of the crisis, it will be much easier to think about how to deal with it.

I remember when I fought with Lee Hsien-tsung in the hospital, he judged my position based on the flow of fog, and the attacker must have done the same.

So, can the crisis be avoided as long as it is forbidden to move?

Give it a try. Zhang Yuanqing stopped and said loudly:

"Stop! Stop everyone."

The team then stopped.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't give them a chance to ask questions, and said: "From now on, don't move, slow down your breathing, it's best not to breathe. Don't make any movement. Don't ask why, just believe what I say and just do it."

If there is still a dead person, then the attacker has the same facial features as the copy. In this case, use Guan Ya's mask to investigate.

As expected, the team members did not ask any questions, held their breath and remained motionless.

They counted the time silently, and every second passed in agony.

Finally five minutes are up.

The team still remained motionless. Half a minute later, they heard Yuanshi Tianzun say:

"Start counting!"

"1,2,313,14."

This round, no one died.

Those from the lawful camp were divided into three branches, each heading to a mountain road.

The team led by Zhao Chenghuang, numbering 23 people, was walking silently through the dark dense forest.

The paths under their feet extend in all directions and are criss-crossed. If they take any wrong turn, this team of officials and casual cultivators will be trapped in the maze forest.

They used the same method as Zhang Yuanqing's team, each person memorized part of the route, and 23 brains jointly memorized the maze route.

And because of the numerical advantage, some people's memorized routes are repeated, which can prevent someone from accidentally dying and causing the route to be lost.

The messy footsteps echoed in the quiet dense forest, and the layers of branches and leaves occasionally made a "rustling" sound due to the night wind.

It becomes more and more silent and gloomy.

Several fire masters held high the "torch" and made selfless sacrifices to bring light to everyone.

As they walked, Sun Miaomiao frowned and whispered:

"The yin energy nearby has gotten worse."

Zhao Chenghuang said "Hmm": "It seems that there are other dangers in the maze. If it is a resentful spirit, it would be simple."

There are eight night wandering gods here. Even a resentful spirit in the saint realm can make it lose its soul.

Just as Sun Miaomiao was about to speak, she suddenly saw a black shadow hanging on the treetops in front of her.

Looking at it carefully, it was a hanged corpse, wearing a dusty mountaineering suit, hanging straight in the air, having been dead for a long time.

The face of the corpse was covered with corpse spots, the flesh was blue-gray, the eyes were closed, and the appearance was extremely scary.

"Hey, there seems to be a corpse there."

The lawful walkers behind them saw the hanging man hanging in the air through the light of the torch.

"It seems to be a mountaineer. Well, I saw a mountaineer on the outside, but I didn't expect that there was one in the maze."

"Be careful, the climbers are not from our mountain god camp."

Everyone approached cautiously and slowly.

Suddenly, the body hanging on the treetop opened its eyes.

A pair of pupils as scarlet as blood, with twisted and weird runes printed in them.

Sun Miaomiao felt a "bang" in her brain, as if someone had hit her head with a stick, and she lost all consciousness.

The next moment, her dilated pupils regained their aura and broke free from the dizziness.

At the critical moment, she transferred all the negative influence to her spiritual servant.
To be continued...