Red Heart Survey

A huge sword light streaked across, and the thick fog opened and recombined.

But the scene seen in this short gap is enough to be frightening.

What exactly is this thick fog? Under the blue sky and broad daylight, why do wandering spirits run rampant?

Where do so many ghosts come from? Even if the entire Xiaolin Town turned into ghosts, it is impossible to have such a large number, almost filling the field of vision!

Of course, everyone already knew at this time that with such dense ghosts roaming around, the entire Xiaolin Town... may no longer be alive!

One of the seven big towns under the jurisdiction of Fenglin City has been removed.

At such a time, it was still Wei Yan's calm voice that sounded first, suppressing the chaos: "Those who are good at fire and Taoism, use the fifty steps away from the team as a warning line, and draw a line of fire. The rest, kill them in the shortest time." Wandering souls within the cordon!"

The Five Elements Taoism is the most basic Taoism, and there are not many practitioners who are good at fire elements. Following Wei Yan's order, a puff of flames ignited fifty steps away from the team. Then under the guidance of Wei Yan's adjutant, the flames instantly joined together, drawing a circular line of fire,

Outside the circle of fire, the ghost retreated temporarily. And the wandering soul that was drawn into the circle of fire also instantly went berserk.

At this moment, Li Jianqiu suddenly put the long sword with flames back into its sheath, made a formula with both hands in front of his chin, and then resolutely fell to his side. Two blazing flaming swords appeared in his hands like this.

The twin swords are like swimming dragons, leading him to penetrate into the crowd of ghosts in an instant. One sword destroys ghosts, two swords destroy souls.

At the same time, a ray of sword light turned around in an instant, and countless ghosts were gradually annihilated. The sword light was drawn away, only to reveal Jiang Wang's vigorous figure.

Ziqi Donglai Sword Art, the first method of killing!

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect that this monk who hadn't gathered Dao Xuan could destroy souls purely with swordsmanship, and the efficiency was even much higher than them.

Jiang Wangfang moved, Zhao Rucheng also rose, the long sword turned like electricity, cutting through the ghost all the way.

I don't usually watch how hard he works, but the use of Ziqi Donglai Sword is not much worse than Jiang Wang's.

Among the people in the arena, only Du Yehu and Ling He looked at each other in blank dismay. The mortal force they are good at is indeed very difficult to use against hostile targets at the supernatural level like ghosts. If it is purely stimulating blood, it can kill a few ghosts, but facing so many wandering souls, how much blood can they stimulate?

In fact, Ziqi came to the sword and Jiang Wang didn't hide anything from them, but Du Yehu believed in his fists, he was not fake, and he was not interested in swordsmanship. As for Ling He...probably because of his talent, his progress was slow, and he has not mastered the killing method so far, so he cannot be used in actual combat.

At the beginning, as the only big brother among the few who worked as hard as Jiang Wang, his combat power that did not fall behind was accumulated through sweat.

The situation on the field seems to be good, but people with a discerning eye know that it is already critical.

All the ghosts appearing now are ordinary wandering spirits. Now Xiaolin Town gathers so many ghosts for some reason, there must be evil ghosts and ghosts among them, maybe even ghost generals!

This is no longer a situation that this team can cope with. The best strategy is to get out of the battle quickly.

But everyone was walking all the way, and they couldn't tell the direction in the thick fog. Surrounded by layers of ghosts outside the fire coil, how easy is it to break through?

Wei Yan stepped out of the fire circle step by step, allowing the ghosts to swarm up and bite. With a light shake of his mottled and worn armor, the ghosts that were almost hanging on him disappeared.

But there was no joy on his face. Instead, he stepped back into the circle of fire and said in a deep voice, "Who is good at Fengxing Taoism? Try to dispel this fog!"

Although he was asking everyone, his eyes fell on Wang Changxiang.

Compared with the Taoism of metal, wood, water, fire, earth and five elements, Fengxing Taoism is relatively unpopular, but Wang Changxiang is a master of this Taoism.

Wang Changxiang didn't hesitate, and immediately pointed across in front of him, using the wind blade to clear away the surrounding ghosts. Then his hands are like butterflies wearing flowers, changing seals. Finally, put your hands together in front of your lips, with your index fingers and middle fingers touching each other, and your thumbs, ring fingers and little fingers touching each other. In the triangular area formed by the middle finger and ring finger, open your mouth and exhale.

The light breath passed through the finger area, suddenly became violent, and continued to spin and grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and crashed straight into the thick fog. Like a violent dragon, roaring in such a thick fog.

Feng Xing Dao, blowing breath tornado!

This wind is extraordinary, and it is one of the eight winds, the Eastern Ming Dynasty Wind.

Those who understand the common style will make all things clear. Used here, at the right time.

Not everyone can master this kind of powerful Taoism, even among sixth-rank monks. And Wang Changxiang was able to control this technique before opening the gate of heaven and earth, it can be said that he is not powerful.

Wang Changxiang's face turned pale after completing the Taoism. Obviously, this Taoism is not a small burden for him. He barely stood still, "Next, I will ask everyone."

Where the roaring tornado passed, the dense fog was dispersed one after another. For the first time since everyone entered Xiaolin Town, they were able to see clearly.

The sticks of candied haws lean against the wall, the rice shop is connected to the soy sauce shop, and the banners of the restaurant are still fluttering in the wind.

Nothing seemed to have changed—if it wasn't for the addition of those wandering spirits.

The wandering souls inside the fire coil have been wiped out at this time, but the wandering souls outside the circle are still gathering and wandering. They are instinctively afraid of flames, but they are also reluctant to part with these energetic strangers out of instinct.

"Oops!"

This exclamation sounded the alarm, and everyone could only see that the roaring tornado was about to pass, and the thick fog in the distance gathered again. Such a fog can't be driven away even by a blowing tornado.

"Take advantage of this opportunity, let's retreat first." Li Jianqiu suggested in a deep voice, holding the Raging Flame Sword in both hands.

During the interval between the breath-blowing tornado, everyone was able to determine the origin. With the strength of this pedestrian, if there are no ghost generals appearing, he can retreat while fighting, and he is very confident that he will be able to withdraw safely.

Wei Yan raised his knife and stared at the approaching thick fog, not knowing what he was thinking.

His adjutant also became anxious, "My lord, the current situation in Xiaolin Town is beyond our ability to handle! We have to mobilize the army. Besides, everyone in Xiaolin Town is dead, so there is no point for us to stay here. How about ..."

Wei Yan interrupted him: "The ghosts I've seen so far are all ordinary wandering spirits, not even one sane. You know, there are so many ghosts here, it's unreasonable."

Wang Changxiang frowned and said: "There are no monks who specialize in the art of controlling ghosts in the entire Fenglin city area. The affairs here should still be handled by the city guards. Once the army arrives and the evil spirit rushes, these wandering spirits will disperse without attacking. .”

"Qingjiang's aquatic tribe changed, and the city guards went to suppress it. Waiting for them to come back...maybe it's too late." Wei Yan had no choice but to reveal a very important news.

Qingjiang is a big river that runs through the entire Qinghe County, and the Green Willow River outside Fenglin City is one of its tributaries. But the Qingjiang Shui Clan had already signed a covenant with the Zhuang Ting, so why did they suddenly change?

Jiang Wang thought to himself. It's just a "change", which shows that the Qingjiang aquarium has restrained. However, the officials must not ignore major events involving the waters of the entire Qinghe County, so the mobilization of city guards from various places is due.

Heart-swallowing monsters appear...Qingjiang water tribe changes...Hundred ghosts in Xiaolin town travel in the daytime. These things seem to be unrelated, but a pair of invisible hands faintly knead them together.

"It's not right." Wei Yan shook his head, and he had already made up his mind: "Everyone will follow me and charge forward. I won't stop, but no one can stop! Those who fall behind will have their own destiny!"

Without waiting for others to dissuade him, as soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the fire circle with his knife in hand, and took the lead in charging towards the depths of Xiaolin Town.

As his adjutant, Zhao Lang naturally followed without hesitation. Then came Li Jianqiu and Wang Changxiang. They have all experienced a lot of training. Although they do not approve of Wei Yan's decision, they know that their power cannot be dispersed at this time.

In the end, the whole team mobilized quickly, using Wei Yan as an arrow, and plunged into the depths of Xiaolin Town!