Zhuge Ziyun was helped up by others, and he patted the dust on his body nonchalantly.
"As expected, all the soldiers are country roughnecks and rude."
At this time, Zhuge Leiyin quietly approached and said, "Old Ancestor."
Zhuge Ziyun's eyes narrowed and he glanced at the other party, "How is the situation?"
Zhuge Leiyin nodded secretly, "Everything has been deployed. When the time comes, we can catch them in a trap!"
"very good!"
Zhuge Ziyun looked at Suzaku and others who were discussing together not far away, and sneered for a moment, "These rural fools will definitely not think that we still have a backup plan!"
As night fell, a trace of cloud covered the night sky where the bright moon should have hung high.
The cool breeze flows southward from the north of [Wolong Mountains].
The Zhuge family was located in a basin between mountains, and was soon shrouded in a thick layer of fog.
Taking advantage of the darkness, several Zhuge family troops wearing gold and armor groped forward on familiar roads.
Soon, the place where the main hall was was surrounded by water.
But the strange thing is that Suzaku and others who were in the main hall did not notice this scene immediately.
"Then it's decided!"
After some discussion, Zhuque finally settled the case.
"Early tomorrow morning, we will divide our troops into two groups and enter the [Ten Thousand Mists Forest] to look for traces of the Dragon Lord."
"As for the Zhuge family, I have notified the nearest [Dragon Temple] troops to send reinforcements. They should be able to arrive before we set off tomorrow.
With them guarding us, I don't think the Zhuge family can do anything."
Bai Hu nodded, "Then let's do it like this. We will come out to meet up every hour and exchange information with each other. As long as we mark the way along the way, we shouldn't get lost."
At this moment, Bai Hu seemed to suddenly notice something. He moved his nose and sniffed, "Huh?"
What is the taste?"
After his reminder, others also smelled a strange smell in the air.
"Huh?
This is..." Yinglong frowned, and then his expression changed drastically.
"This is the smell of mist in [Wanwu Forest]!"
Huang Long was a little surprised, "What?
How could the fog from [Wanwu Forest] drift here?"
Gou Chen stretched out his hand and felt that the true energy in Juedao's body seemed to be restricted by something and could not be condensed as easily as usual.
Moreover, the scope of exploration of spiritual consciousness is also greatly restricted.
"That's right, this feeling is exactly the same as when we were in the [Ten Thousand Mist Forest] before!"
Zhuque was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "No, it's a scam!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard the door being banged open.
A group of Zhuge family soldiers wearing armor and holding spears and heavy shields rushed in like a fish.
They were led by fourteen martial arts masters who were in the realm of immortals, and they quickly surrounded Suzaku and the others.
At the same time, a cheerful laughter came from behind.
Looking for fame, I saw Zhuge Ziyun, leading the senior officials of the Zhuge family, walking over with a look of gloating on their misfortune.
"Everyone, are you surprised or surprised?
Unexpectedly, we actually still have a backup plan!"
Huang Long was furious, "Old man, what tricks are you playing again?
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Bai Hu was also extremely angry, "Zhuge Ziyun, what do you mean?"
Zhuge Ziyun put his hands behind his back and looked leisurely, "It doesn't mean anything special. It's just that I don't want to be a prisoner of others and deliberately resisted."
Suzaku looked gloomy, "It seems that I didn't teach you enough just now?"
When Zhuge Ziyun heard this, he laughed again.
"Little girl, before you say such big words, shouldn't you first understand the current situation?"
Zhuge Ziyun sneered again and again, "Do you feel that the concentration of your true energy is blocked now, and you can't exert your strength?"
Zhuque raised his eyebrows nervously, "What on earth is going on?"
Zhuge Ziyun nodded slightly, "The place where my Zhuge family was founded has a special terrain. Every ninth day of the Lunar New Year, the north wind blows. It has been like this for hundreds of years and has not changed."
"And [Wanwu Forest] is just in the north of [Wolong Mountain], and the thick fog in it will come with the north wind and envelope our tribe."
Zhuge Ziyun shrugged, "In other words, now our Zhuge family has become a small [Wanwu Forest]."
"I believe you all already know the effects of [Wanwu Forest] thick fog."
"Now that your strength is greatly restricted, it will be easy for us to kill you!"
Huang Long disdainfully said, "So what, the thick fog in [Wanwu Forest] contains toxins, which can affect the martial arts strength of martial artists, and you will also be affected!"
Zhuge Ziyun laughed dumbly, "I say you are a country man, but you really are a country man."
"Our Zhuge family has lived here for hundreds of thousands of years. Do you think we don't have a way to deal with it?"
Zhuge Ziyun is full of confidence.
[Ten Thousand Mists Forest] The dense fog contains special toxins, and any warrior will be affected to a greater or lesser extent as long as he is in it.
They had also seen the strength of Suzaku and others before.
If they fight hard with real swords and guns, they will never be able to match Suzaku and the others.
However, as long as there is this thick fog in [Wanwu Forest], the situation will be completely different.
The Zhuge family has lived here for hundreds of thousands of years and is used to the thick fog coming on the ninth day of every month.
Today, by chance, happens to be the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, so it’s really ‘God helps me’!
Each of them takes the antidote early, which can temporarily offset the toxin.
As for Suzaku and others, there was no antidote, and under the influence of the thick fog, their strength was greatly reduced.
One by one, they can take down Suzaku and the others effortlessly!
Suzaku's silver teeth gritted loudly, "The Dragon Lord was right before. Your Zhuge family loves to play tricks so much, it really insults the wisdom of your ancestors!"
"No poison, no husband!"
Zhuge Ziyun disapproved and replied, "The world praises our ancestors for their resourcefulness, which is a great wisdom that is rare in thousands of years. But the so-called great wisdom is nothing more than intrigues and strategies."
"Now we just carry it forward, why not?"
Huang Long took a heavy step, "So much nonsense! If you want to fight, fight. I want to see whether it is your conspiracy or our hard power that is stronger!"
Zhuge Ziyun snorted coldly, "Since you are so anxious to seek death, then your wish will be granted!"
"Get it for me!"
Following Zhuge Ziyun's order, the surrounding Zhuge family soldiers who were eyeing Zhuque and the others surged forward.
Among them, more than a dozen powerful immortal transformers led the attack, launching a thunderous offensive.
A war between the two sides is about to break out.
Zhuque, Baihu, Yinglong, Huanglong, and Gouchen each fought on their own to deal with the siege of two or three powerful immortals.
In fact, Gou Chen, the five of them who are relatively weak in martial arts, has already reached the Seventh Path of Immortal Transformation.
As for Suzaku and Baihu, they have reached the Eighth Path of Immortal Transformation.
If you normally face the siege of two to three junior immortal warriors, you can easily crush them without any effort.
However, now it is difficult for them to gather their true energy, and their strength is greatly suppressed.
After several fights, they were unable to deal with each other for a while, and even showed a slight decline.
