In an instant, Zuo Yongjun and others were surrounded by fog from all directions, and visibility dropped sharply.
At the same time, the temperature of the surrounding space also drops.
The leaves of the weeds on the ground were actually covered with white frost, and the cold air was spreading silently.
"Form up!"
Zuo Yongjun was shocked to realize that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Reject the enemy!"
The ten well-trained guards took off the divine crossbows hanging on their backs without thinking, cocked the arrows with great proficiency, and formed a defensive formation at the same time.
Some of the members of the Guards Department are elites recruited from the military, and some are trained by themselves.
Regardless of their origins, they all have rich combat experience and strong discipline.
Ten imperial guards surrounded Zuo Yongjun and Wu Song while half-crouching down holding the magical crossbow.
One after another, the crossbow arrows shone with cold light, pointing in different directions.
No matter where the enemy appears from, they will be beaten head-on!
At this moment, the surrounding fog became thicker, and strange sounds reached everyone's ears.
A woman's smile, a child's play, an old man's gossip, a woman's curse...
It seemed like ordinary noises from the market, but it was like the whispers of ghosts, lingering in my ears.
Even if you cover your ears tightly, you can't isolate it, which makes people feel upset and angry.
Although the guards were all strong-willed, after listening for a while, many of them showed bored expressions.
Their hands holding the crossbows were no longer as steady as a rock.
"Who dares to cause trouble here!"
Seeing such a situation, Zuo Yongjun suddenly shouted angrily, his voice like a lion's roar, "Get out!"
With a roar, the surrounding fog with a chilly aura immediately rolled back. The guards who were disturbed by the phantom sound were shaken, and their eyes were filled with stern light, and murderous intent was revealed in an instant.
Their fighting spirit was instantly inspired by Zuo Yongjun, and their minds became firm and solid again.
"Hehehe~"
Bursts of snickering came from all directions.
Strange shadows loomed in the mist, floating like teeth and claws.
Evil!
Zuo Yongjun's eyes twitched and he shouted: "Get ready to break the evil spirit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ten guards immediately bit the tip of their tongues and sprayed out a mouthful of blood essence at the divine machine crossbow in their hands.
The power of the divine machine crossbow is astonishing, and when paired with specially made crossbow arrows, it can penetrate the innate warrior's protective energy.
But when used to deal with evil spirits, the effect is much worse.
Especially these disembodied wandering souls, which basically cannot cause much damage.
So it must be smeared with essence and blood.
The essence and blood of warriors contain Yang Qi, which has a considerable restraining effect on the evil spirits of wandering spirits.
In fact, the blood evil energy condensed by the guards on the battlefield can also effectively eliminate wandering souls.
But unless these evil spirits attack at close range, there is no use for them.
Trapped in a dangerous situation, he had to fight quickly. His intuition told Zuo Yongjun that the longer he stayed here, the more dangerous he would be!
He yelled, "Shoot!"
Hugh! Hugh! Hugh!
The crossbow arrows with ten fingers soaked in essence and blood shot into the mist like lightning.
"ah!"
Screams suddenly sounded.
The wandering soul hit by the crossbow arrow is like a paper figure ignited by fire, and it turns into nothing in the blink of an eye.
The crossbow arrows fired by the divine machine crossbow were extremely powerful. After piercing a wandering spirit, they continued to shoot forward and hit a second wandering spirit.
A single salvo killed a dozen wandering souls, and the result was quite brilliant!
But Zuo Yongjun didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart.
Because he felt that the evil atmosphere around him was getting stronger and stronger, and the wandering soul that just appeared was probably just an appetizer.
Sure enough, the next moment, the nearby ground continued to rise, and zombies emerged from the ground one after another.
The skin of these walking corpses is blue and black, and they are all dressed up as villagers. Although they all look hideous, they can still see their appearance before birth. They are all male, female, old and young.
"Third uncle, seventh aunt!"
Wu Song, who was holding a long sword in his hand, had eyes wide open.
He recognized many familiar faces, they were the villagers of Wujia Village.
My own relatives!
"withdraw!"
Zuo Yongjun pulled out his two swords with his backhand, suddenly jumped up high, and pounced on several walking corpses that were approaching quickly.
With a flash of sword light, the heads of the two zombies flew into the sky.
Before Zuo Yongjun landed, he kicked out his left and right feet at the same time, kicking the two headless corpses away.
The innate master used the force to roll backwards, and the two swords he held in his hands hit the ground heavily.
Poof!
Where the sword edge landed, two jets of black corpse blood spattered out.
"kill!"
Zuo Yongjun turned over and drew out his long sword, rushing forward like a tiger coming out of the gate.
Wu Song and ten imperial guards followed closely behind.
Wu Song was extremely unwilling, but the military orders were as strong as a mountain, and he was not allowed to make his own decisions.
I can only suppress the sadness and anger deep in my heart.
Zuo Yongjun killed seven or eight walking corpses in succession and led the guards to fight a bloody path.
However, the surrounding fog became thicker, and the sinister aura was pervasive, making it impossible to discern the direction.
Zuo Yongjun's sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.
He stopped and shouted: "Protect yourself!"
The guards all took out a talisman from their arms, put it against their palms, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist.
The moment these talismans were stained with essence and blood, a ball of spiritual light immediately burst out, covering their entire bodies.
It is the protective essence and blood talisman given by Wang Chen earlier.
With the blessing of spiritual power, the guards have an extra layer of magic shields on their bodies, and their defense power is greatly increased.
Zuo Yongjun also grabbed a talisman.
Different from the guards, he used his innate strength to force out blood and inject it into the talisman paper, and then slammed it forward.
Evil-Breaking Essence and Blood Talisman!
The aura that exploded from this talisman was like the scorching sun, instantly breaking through the barriers of the fog, dispersing the evil atmosphere around it while flying forward, creating a passage!
The fog formation broke.
"Walk!"
Zuo Yongjun waved his hand to the guards to leave first.
He turned around and looked sharply at the direction he came from.
In the mist, there are strange shadows!
"grown ups!"
Wu Song's footsteps stopped beside Zuo Yongjun, and he firmly held the long knife in his hand.
He wanted to stay and fight alongside the other party.
"Walk!"
Zuo Yongjun whispered with unshakable determination in his tone: "Go find the immortal master!"
The veins on Wu Song's right hand were exposed, and his face turned red.
Then he turned around and followed the guard in front.
Zuo Yongjun stood on the spot and raised his two swords, and the protective energy flowed out of his body.
His expression was extremely serious, and his feet slowly sank into the soil.
The fog in front dispersed, and a huge strange figure was revealed. A pair of scarlet evil eyes stared at Zuo Yongjun.
At this time, Wu Song had already led the guards out of the fog.
It is also out of the scope of the deserted village.
He looked back, but couldn't see Zuo Yongjun's figure at all.
Wu Song gritted his teeth, reached into his arms and took out a new talisman, sprayed it with blood essence and threw it into the air.
The next moment, a bright and bright flame shot straight into the sky and bloomed high in the sky!
Two hundred miles away, the top of Luo Lei Peak.
Wang Chen, who was practicing Wuyang Qianlei, suddenly looked towards the direction where the flames were blooming——