It was clear that the sky was clear just now, but now, Lu Li and his car entered a thick fog.
The fog came suddenly, and the fog filled the sky in an instant, reducing visibility to the point where even things a few meters in front of the car window could not be seen clearly.
Not a single car could be seen in the front, back, left, or right, but because of the thick fog, it was impossible to tell whether those cars were blocked by the fog or not in this space at all.
Hu Yiming activated the double flash and moved forward in the fog with difficulty.
There was a "bang" and a loud noise came from behind the car.
The timid Hu Yiming shivered and stopped on the side of the road.
The car door opened, and the four people got out of the car to check. They were already deep in the heavy fog, and no one or car was seen for a long time. There was nothing behind the car where there was a loud noise.
Cui Maozhu immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the numbers of Feiyuwei in several other cars one by one.
Sure enough, all of them indicated that they could not be connected.
Her hand holding the phone was shaking. The fog today was thicker than yesterday.
From last night to today, she repeatedly asked herself, Feiyuwei, had he stayed in the greenhouse for too long?
It is one thing to be determined to die for one's country, but she is not afraid of dying in war.
But supernatural horror is another matter.
The nightmare from last night flashed through her mind, the tragic situation of her companions, and her cousin's desperate efforts to save her.
Big beads of sweat dripped down her face.
She thought she was strong, but when the real supernatural came, she was still as powerless as an ordinary person.
In this peaceful era, it is already rare to see the deaths of teammates. When her poor decision-making leads to the tragic death of others, guilt, self-blame, and various emotions envelope her, and she becomes even more helpless.
A pleasant female voice sounded, breaking her panic.
"Regulus!"
Xuanyuan recalled that he used his hand to form the sword formula, and the sword intent spread out.
The Jiuding Sword floated in the air, the desolate and simple scabbard was filled with soft light, and the fog around the car dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The surroundings began to become clearer. They were still on the highway, but the Feiyu Guards who were following them were gone, and there were no other cars on the road.
Where they were, it was no longer daytime, but nighttime!
A blood moon hangs in the sky.
However, Xuanyuan Yixi did not use spiritual power, and only relied on sword power to drive it. After the thick fog dissipated for a while, it began to push back, and finally continued to condense at a distance of more than 200 meters.
The edge of the dense fog confronted the Jiuding Sword and stopped pushing back.
Even the blood moon has disappeared.
Lu Li raised the Confucian holy book in his hand and looked around. The surroundings were quiet, and he couldn't even hear the wind.
"Is it really a ghost breaking the wall? I'll go to the front and take a look." Lu Li said.
Seeing Lu Li's calmness, and then thinking about their own panic, Cui Maozhu and Hu Yiming looked guilty and braced themselves to follow Lu Li.
"You guys are guarding the car here."
Lu Li waved his hand. It was obvious that the car was an important prop to trigger the ghost wall attack. It was best not to give up.
Xuanyuan Yixi nodded and stayed where he was to protect the two of them. Only Lu Li walked toward the edge of the thick fog.
One hundred meters, two hundred meters.
Seeing Lu Li about to come into contact with the thick fog, Hu Yiming swallowed his saliva. Among the Feiyu Guards, he was notoriously timid. He was the last one to arrive every time. Otherwise, he wouldn't be the only one responsible for Sanyu.
Manage money.
Cui Maozhu's heart was also in doubt.
Lu Li, however, was bold and cautious. He reached into the thick fog while recalling the methods in the Confucian holy book that could break through the fog.
"Boom!"
His hand was blocked by something.
It seems like there is a barrier standing here to block the fog.
Lu Li tore off a page from the Confucian holy book, circulated his spiritual energy, and said loudly: "You are silent, strange! Power! Chaos! God!"
The two seal characters "The Analects of Confucius" faintly appeared on the holy book. The power of Confucianism, which was purer than when reading poetry, surged out of the holy book, and the mist retreated like the sword intention of Xuanyuan Si.
But Lu Li's ability was obviously much lower than Xuanyuan Yixi's. The mist only retreated twenty meters before being retracted, and finally retreated to a position ten meters away from Lu Li.
But this time he was closer, and Lu Li could clearly see gray shadows flashing through the fog.
The invisible barrier disappeared. Lu Li walked forward again. When he reached the edge, he stretched out his hand again, and there was still a "dong" sound.
Another gray shadow appeared. This time, Lu Li was ready. He used the Confucian holy book to illuminate it and saw about twenty people in gray clothes circling something on the ground in the thick fog.
"It's the man in gray who attacked the business jet yesterday!" Lu Li reacted instantly, and looked at what the twenty or so people were surrounded by, and saw three corpses.
The corpse was wearing a black windbreaker with three flying fish embroidered on the cuffs. It was surprisingly the corpses of the three flying fish guards who died yesterday!
Those twenty or so people seemed to notice Lu Li looking at them.
More than forty gray pupils all turned to look at Lu Li.
"Roar!" One of them roared like a beast, not like a human voice.
The other men in gray showed strange smiles on their lips.
Lu Li immediately backed away, but he saw three men in gray. Their necks were rotated 180 degrees, their limbs were twisted at incredible angles, and their entire bodies changed from facing away from the corpse on the ground to facing it.
Then the mouths of the three men in gray opened wide, and their big mouths gradually took up their entire faces, becoming like piranha, biting towards the corpses on the ground.
Lu Li didn't know, but Xuanyuan Yixi didn't bother to know that Crossel, the 49th seat of the 72 Pillar Gods, had an angelic appearance and was good at geometry and art.
When he has reason, he is like an elegant Hezhou aristocrat, civilized, polite, compassionate, and even a little subservient. He is polite to everyone and does not think that he is a bad person.
At this time, his strength is 49 seats.
But when he loses his mind, he becomes a monster.
His geometry is a murderous geometry that measures flesh and bones, and his art is the art of cannibalism!
At this time, his power was comparable to the strongest Pillar God!
Otherwise, the 4th seat Samikina would not have sent him to lead the team to Dongsheng Shenzhou.
"roar!"
The people in gray roared and roared, and the bones on their bodies also began to twist. Some arms swelled, and some legs and feet became enlarged. The expanded blood vessels beat on the knotted muscles, demonstrating the power of these mutated limbs.
The man in gray straddled these limbs and showed off his power towards Lu Li.
The three men in gray wanted to eat the corpses on the ground.
"don't want!"
Lu Li was angry.
Feiyuwei, everyone has the consciousness to die for the country.
The body of a dead guardian should not be desecrated!
Normally, he might be concerned about the dangers in the thick fog.
Obviously if you don't walk into the thick fog, it will be safe for the time being.
But this time, he was practicing Xuanyuan Yi.
After thousands of years of condensation, it begins to take shape, and once it reveals its edge, the world becomes lighter.
If we can't be happy with our grudges, what's the use of condensing it through the ages?
He couldn't wait for the body to be eaten, and he didn't want to.
If he can kill Malbus in the 5th seat, why should he be afraid of the 49th seat?
After tearing out a page from the Confucian holy book and summoning the double dragon swords in his hands, Lu Li gritted his teeth and stepped into the thick fog with one foot.
…
"Dip...dip..."
After finishing her busy work for a while, Ying Jingshu returned to Cui Maoyang's ICU ward to visit her quietly. She was wearing a mask. The doctors and nurses didn't know her actual identity, but everyone knew that she was a big shot and they only dared to let her be alone in the ICU.
Watch.
"Didi didi..."
The instrument suddenly beeped loudly, and Cui Maoyang opened his eyes on the bed.
Ying Jingshu was startled. She saw Cui Maoyang's lips pouting, trying to say something.
Ying Jingshu hurriedly came over, and she heard Cui Maoyang repeating some words in a daze. After listening for a long time, Ying Jingshu understood that what he said was: "Don't... don't walk into the fog!"
