“Okay.”
“I’ll get closer and take a closer look.”
Jiang Yuan took three quick steps towards Danyangzi, then instantly drew his sword and slashed at Danyangzi.
Dan Yangzhi just wanted to raise his hand to grab Jiang Yuan, but was shocked when he saw Jiang Yuan slashing at him with a knife without any hesitation.
Hurrah!
The Danyangzi in front of Jiang Yuan was directly split into two halves with his diagonal knife, and turned into a ball of mist and dissipated.
"Jiang Yuan!"
"Why do you want to kill me?"
"Aren't you afraid of killing the wrong person?"
hhh Danyangzi's voice once again gathered behind Jiang Yuan, and he spoke in a shrill voice.
"I have said, you are not Danyangzi, I believe in my own judgment!"
hh "If my judgment is wrong, Danyangzi's Taoist friend's methods will definitely not die under my sword. I still have some understanding of his strength."
Jiang Yuan said in a deep voice with his back to Danyangzi who was transformed by the mist.
After finishing speaking, he took action again, swept away with his sword, and once again cut Danyangzi, who had been transformed by the mist, into two pieces.
Shuish, brush, brush!
One after another, the thick, insoluble mist turned into figures one after another. They were wearing all kinds of clothes, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, and their eyes were dark without a trace of color.
These people gathered more and more, and they surrounded Jiang Yuan on three levels inside and three outside.
"You broke the rules of the game, so stay."
"Stay!"
So many puppets transformed from mist said in unison, like bursts of magic sounds, which made people dizzy.
"Rules of the game?"
"Rules are made by the strong, and you, a hidden dog, are not qualified to make rules."
h "And what qualifications do you have for me to follow your game rules?"
"Since you want me to stay, then show your skills!"
"You can't stop me by hiding your head and showing your tail!"
Jiang Yuan looked at the puppets transformed by the mist and smiled disdainfully, and then said loudly.
"If you disrespect the great Lord of the Mists, you shall be punished!"
An old man in ragged clothes stabbed Jiang Yuan with a sword. Jiang Yuan raised his hand to block with the sword. A sound like the collision of gold and stone came. Jiang Yuan couldn't help but take three steps back and slashed the man in front of him away with his sword.
But his expression immediately changed, because this time the opponent was very strong, definitely not comparable to Danyangzi who had been transformed by the mist before.
Soon after, more and more people came to kill him. He held the black gold holy sword and fought among the crowd. Some of the mist slave puppets collapsed at the first touch and had no fighting power at all.
But some mist slave puppets are very scary. Even if Jiang Yuan wants to kill them, he will have to use his hands and feet. Moreover, they are immortal in this mist. If their bodies are broken, they can turn into a dense mist and reshape their bodies!
「I understand!」
"Fellow Daoist Danyangzi is not dead yet."
"The fog slave puppets that I defeated were all monks who left the foggy area alive. As for those very powerful fog slave puppets, they were monks who had died in the fog." came down, and were atomized, becoming undead creatures."
"And those monks who have passed through this fog, imitating their voices and looks in this fog, have little fighting power at all."
"Over the endless years, I don't know how many monks have died in this fog, maybe this foggy area was not dangerous at first."
"But due to the rules and regulations in this area, there are more and more powerful undead creatures here, and now they are as mighty as an army of monks."
"If it continues like this, I'm afraid no one will be able to break through this foggy area."
"No, we must find a way to completely destroy this foggy area and find the so-called Lord of the Mist." , kill it! "
"The so-called immortality must have a limit. There has never been a living thing that is truly unkillable in this world, but the knife is not fast enough and the power is not strong enough!"
"If you can't kill it with one sword, then use ten swords, if you can't kill it with ten swords, then use a hundred swords!"
"I can accompany you until this fog completely dissipates."
Jiang Yuan thought of Xie Ziran and others. Although it was a bit difficult to break through this foggy area with his strength, it was definitely not dangerous.
But it was hard to say anything to Xie Ziran and Zhou Tianqiong, so he must clear the way for them, the latecomers!
Jiang Yuan used the Divine Demon Body Refining Technique, and the Martial God's shadow merged into the main body. Then he used his three-headed and six-armed magical power to fight against the group of mist slave puppets.
If you want to fight this group of undead creatures, physical training is the most suitable method, and the magical power of three heads and six arms is most suitable for group battles. Jiang Yuan used various methods, and he found that more and more mist slave puppets no longer appeared.
This means that there is actually a limit to the number of times these so-called undead creatures can be reborn. Once this limit is exceeded, these mist slave puppets will completely dissipate.
The other side.
There are many mist slave puppets behind Danyangzi chasing him, but his speed is too fast. The divine movement technique and the support of Wen Qi make him lightning fast. The feet of these mist slave puppets are smoking, but they still can't catch up with him.
"Yangzi, do you dare to fight?"
Danyangzi didn’t care, he just ran all the way. Even if there was a mist slave puppet blocking him in front of him, he was bypassed by his weird swimming dragon and Bagua steps. He slipped like a loach and couldn’t stop him at all.
Not long after, he saw the fog getting lighter and lighter, until all the fog slave puppets stopped at a certain place, looking at Danyangzi's back with hatred in their eyes, and stopped chasing.
Danyangzi breathed a sigh of relief, then waved his hands to these mist slave puppets with a relaxed smile and said:
"Bye bye!"
The mist slave puppets slowly turned into balls of mist and dissipated in front of Danyangzi.
"Brother Jiang hasn't come out yet. It looks like we have to wait for him for a while. Although his fighting power is good, his speed must not be as good as mine!"
Danyangzi is not worried about Jiang Yuan, because with his strength, he can break out, which is nothing to Jiang Yuan.
But a month has passed, and Jiang Yuan still hasn't come out.
Two months later, Jiang Yuan still didn’t come out.
Danyangzi was a little anxious while waiting.
"That shouldn't be the case. It's been three months, Brother Jiang. What has he been doing in there?"
"Could it be that he really died in this fog? How is this possible?"
"Wait, wait, if Brother Jiang doesn't show up, then... Wait a little longer, Brother Jiang will definitely come out alive."
"Hey, why do I feel that the thick fog has lightened a lot, is it an illusion?"
Danyangzi muttered in his heart, and continued to sit cross-legged on a black dry stone, waiting for Jiang Yuan.
In the mist, Jiang Yuan traveled in all directions, chasing and killing these mist slave puppets. More and more mist slave puppets were killed by him with his sword, and even the thick fog became much darker.
Jiang Yuan was chasing these mist slave puppets while searching for the whereabouts of the Lord of the Mist. It was the source of this strange fog. As long as he was killed, these mist slave puppets would naturally dissipate completely.
But after searching for so long, he still couldn't find where the so-called Lord of the Fog was. He really traveled all over the foggy area, but still found nothing.