Bai Jiu reached out and touched his forehead and cursed in a low voice.
Running wildly in the humid air, it is easy to lose something.
For example, the treasure that can help him chase his opponents in the fog.
The golden willow leaf, like the Possessing Xingyi Spell, is an object of the Tianshi Mansion.
His ability is not considered strong, it is just a vague statement of "Use the power of the strange sect to break the barriers of illusion and confusion".
It can be used on foggy nights, which is equivalent to having a strong field of vision.
After the fighting in Rongguan Village ended, these treasures that originally belonged to Lu Zhishou were all in Wang Jin's hands, and were later handed over to Shi Baibai who knew how to use them.
Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the changes.
This treasure was lost in the heavy fog, and Bai Jiu's visual advantage was completely lost.
"Damn it, how can this old boy run so fast?"
The man in the mandarin jacket cursed in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the figure that was about to disappear.
He's about to lose track.
"Huh... Although this is quite unkind, there is nothing we can do about it."
Bai Jiu suddenly stopped, and there was a slender white spike in his hand.
Unlike other members of his race who cultivated spikes all over their bodies, Bai Jiu put all his energy into polishing this thing.
Day after day, year after year.
Until this sharp thorn called "awn" is so sharp that people dare not look directly at it.
Just like Bai Jiu who was scolded for being deviant all day long but still refused to compromise.
And now, this spike is aimed at the running figure.
Bai Jiu leaned back and made a standard movement of throwing a javelin.
"Walk!"
The next second, the white spikes spun out of his hand, like swift thunder.
The thick fog split to both sides, neatly like pieces of cloth being cut open.
A flash of blood appeared, and two dissimilar shouts and curses sounded at the same time.
This made Bai Jiu wonder if he had hit two people.
"I must have seen it wrong."
After carefully observing the staggering figure, Bai Jiu smiled.
He knew he would never be lost again.
"Mang" directly hits the opponent's thigh. If you pull it out forcibly, you will lose too much blood and lose the ability to move. You can only leave it in the wound.
In this way, Bai Jiu can follow the opponent tightly by following his breath.
Obviously, the other party also understands this simple truth.
He slowly stopped and looked at Bai Jiu through the thick fog.
"If you can't escape, then you won't escape."
Two voices sounded at the same time, but one sounded helpless and the other a little crazy.
"It's just what I want."
Bai Jiu smiled and looked at the man who finally showed his true face.
Judging from his temperament and speech, he is probably in his thirties, but his hair is black and white under the peaked cap, and he looks lethargic.
The thick mask covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of slightly drooped triangular eyes, which gave people a somewhat weak feeling.
He sighed and stood up slowly.
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"Old friend, long time no see."
The old voice sounded, and the little hamster subconsciously got into Hu Xiaobei's pocket and started to be on guard.
She recognized this voice.
"It's been a long time since I last saw you."
Hui Dian Deng snorted coldly and spoke slowly.
A white-haired figure wearing a high-collar gown slowly walked out of the mist. He was leaning on a cane and smiling at the old man and two young people in front of him.
Head of the land.
He has aged a lot compared to the last time we met.
Only a few days had passed, but this old man seemed to have experienced a long time.
The back is no longer as strong and straight as that of a young man, but is slightly stooped, making him look old.
Despite this, the white hair was still combed back meticulously, and the gown still had no wrinkles at all.
Lu Zhishou doesn't care about his own aging.
He is a life-stealer who steals the fate of heaven and earth, and he is also the chess player who spent twenty years planning the rebellion in Northeast China.
Life is not long, so just look at the present day.
"Even if you are floating around life and death, you still have to jump before you die, right?"
Lu Zhishou smiled and threw a bunch of things out of his sleeves.
They were a dozen beans with red spells carved in blood.
"Using the power of Qimen, we can lead Yin soldiers to appear in the world."
The old man made a strange gesture with his hand and muttered softly.
The next second, countless yellow talismans fluttered to the ground, and were burned up by the green fire that appeared from nowhere.
There seemed to be the roar of something in the air, followed by a faint yin energy.
The next second, countless translucent illusory human figures walked back and forth in the fog, seeming to be looking for something.
If Wang Jin comes, he will be able to identify what those spirits are.
Evil is the energy source of Iron Buddha.
However, these ones in front of me are a bit stronger and larger in size.
These things that can barely be called ghost stories wander around the Yin and Yang realms all day long, and will not be seen by anyone unless there are special circumstances.
And now, Lu Zhishou is thinking of ways to get in touch with them.
The secrets of Tianshi Mansion, scattering beans and forming an army.
This move does not directly turn Soybean Gumi into a soldier, but is more like a sacrifice summons.
Scatter the soybeans carrying the bones and blood on the ground, offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, and then use the Yin-inviting Talisman to summon the spirit body.
After the spirit appears, it will snatch food with bones and blood, and then obey the orders of Lu Zhi.
In other words, the key to this wonder is beans.
Lu Zhishou knew this, and Hui Dianden, who had known Wei Daoxuan for many years, also heard about it.
"beans."
Hui Diandeng reminded the other two girls in a low voice, and then his body flashed, and the human bone sword in his hand rose with white flames.
Waving the bone sword, his whole body turned into a ball of black smoke and suddenly appeared in front of Lu Zhishou.
Then he stood there blankly.
It's like I forgot what I wanted to do.
"Hey."
Lu Zhishou waved his hand violently as if he wanted to break something, and directly flew away the unresponsive Hui Dianlan.
Gusts of strong wind blew by, supporting Hui Dianlan's body.
At the same time, a white-haired girl holding a double blade passed by him, her figure was nimble and swift.
Hu Xiaobei.
Now she has completely lost the coquettish look she had in front of Wang Jin, and is instead incredibly fierce.
She is also a tuner.
It is as fast as the wind and as slow as the forest.
The white bone blade in his hand burst through the fog with a cold light, and in an instant he was in front of Lu Zhishou.
The white-haired old man stretched out his hands and grabbed it slowly, as if he wanted to repeat his old trick.
The next second, the pride on his face turned into deep shock.
No effect.
The double blades cut across each other, like the fangs of a beast.
Lu Zhishou had to stretch out his hand to resist.
"Little guy!"
The fox-eared girl gave a low drink, and a plush, round figure popped out of her pocket.
It's a little hamster.
"Ah wow wow wow wow!!"
The hamster screamed as he landed on the ground, and then began to stuff the beans into his mouth desperately, and from time to time he would wave his little paws at the monsters that came to fight for them.
Eat a lot.
Although the situation was urgent, she still looked quite happy.