"This fog is a bit abnormal. There is a strange smell in the fog. Ye Yan stared indifferently at the distant scenery. The thick fog is turning the wilderness into a maze of fog.

"Could it be the general 'Thrush' among the corpse dogs of the Slant Tooth series? I heard that during the war, it used fog to confuse the coalition forces for a while, and even the people of the clan were delayed for a while. , failed to catch up with the Yellow Banner Festival... When the fog hit, she jumped onto a slightly higher rock and muttered something in her mouth.

"You're talking about the slanted-toothed 'General', that is, the elder-level 'Thrush', I think it should be dead!"

"That's not clear, but even if he is not dead, he only has half his life left. Hehe, this is because the teeth have completely fallen, otherwise how could these old guys have the courage to come out and make trouble

There was a hint of cunning on the young girl's pink face, and she was like a curious kitten prying around.

"Night, night, something strange is approaching us.

dong dong!

A sound of heavy footsteps, and the sound of dragging heavy manacles and chains, came slowly from the mist.

Dozens of gray figures floated from the mist.

"Chestnut flower wine, it's time.

Feel the piercing killing intent condensed in the mist, bringing a sense of oppression.Ye Yao sucked in a breath of cold air, and he stretched out a hand.

"Let the Huasheng Dao 'Thousand Eye Pills' appear! Opposite is not a simple enemy, if I don't enter the sword ghost transformation, even I have no chance of winning.

Chapter 185

In the depths of the black sea of ​​trees, Fang Jing stared blankly at the fog in front of him.The dark woods in front of me looked a little dark and damp in the daytime and sunny, not to mention after a layer of white fog formed, the nose could smell the water vapor.

I just want to be a mountain comer.

(Speaking of mountaineering, isn’t it just walking on the ridge in a happy mood while looking at the mountains that look like peaks and peaks? Breathing the air that is filled with negative ions, feeling the tranquility and ecstasy of the combination of mind and nature

Of course these are all figments of the imagination.

He glanced at a cracked brand-name watch on his wrist. It was found in that car and should belong to the dead car owner's relics.

"The time is about eleven o'clock in the afternoon, what a joke, there is still such a big fog at this point!"

It all happened a few hours ago. Fang Jing started from the main road. His running speed is fast enough. With his speed and light equipment, even if he takes a long way around, he can still find Aoba Marsh before noon. .

Unexpectedly, halfway through, I saw several buses and buses parked by the side of the road, and the white mist billowed in front like a dust storm, quickly flooding the road and the road signs on both sides, spreading towards Ruo Ruo. Come.The driver and passengers on Batu all ran down, their eyes widened. It is not uncommon to encounter fog, but no one has seen fog that slows down so fast.In a very short period of time, the billowing mist covered the surrounding area, like a clump made of mist, bit by bit filling the road that sewed the forest and the mountain road together.

Passengers, climbers, and drivers all felt that the fog was so absurd, and in the blink of an eye, the surroundings were already covered with thick white fog.Many people are preparing to go back home. In this weather, whether it is sightseeing or mountain climbing, it becomes extremely dangerous.The dense fog gradually filling the forest is making the domain called "Boundary" thinner, and the plain woods are also transforming into a space like another world.Before he knew it, Fang Jing finally discovered a troublesome problem. He seemed to have lost his way.

"The fog is too thick, and the range it covers is too far away."

I don't know if it's an abnormal local climate change, or because of some other reason, anyway, this forest and the foothills are completely occupied by the fog that seems to be invisible.

A soft ringing of bells suddenly sounded from the mist. The sound came very abruptly, and Fang Jing, who was standing in the mist, was stunned for a while.

"The sound of bells? In the deep mountains and old forests, where does this kind of sound come from...

Ding!

The bell rang once at first, and then it got farther and farther away, but there were strange shadows approaching his position little by little from the fog.Fang Jing frowned, and took a few steps towards the dense fog. The fog dispersed like a dream. After approaching, there was no shadow at all, as if he just saw a hallucination.Jingle, jingle! The sound of the bell came again.

Several figures emerged from the mist, and "they" were no more than fifteen meters away from the square mirror. Originally, they could be seen clearly at a glance from the square mirror at this point.But now that the fog is so heavy and the visibility is too low, he can only vaguely make out the outline of the figure.Playing tricks?! Fang Jing touched the ground with his toes this time, lowered his body and rushed forward, as swiftly as a ball in one direction.

The fog seemed to be rolled up by a strong air current, and Fang Jingyan saw three shadows with a bang, flashing from the spot, and rushing in three directions like birds.A cold light flashed in Fang Jing's eyes, he aimed at a shadow in it, got up and chased after it.It was a black shadow, whistling and floating in the mist, and it must be said that the speed was quite fast.

Problem... I'm not slow either!'

He stood up and started running with all his strength, staring at the black shadow firmly.

Got it!" Hearing a hissing sound, like the sound of cloth breaking, Fang Jing felt that the touch of his five fingers was like a ball of rotten cloth, and with a puff, it exploded at his fingertips, and a dark green shadow ran away. It came out, turned around in the air, and landed on the trunk of a big tree. Fang Jing shook off the torn black rags on his fingers, squinted his eyes, and finally saw what it was—it was like -A green monkey with a green complexion and five toes like claws

It also has a pair of big blood-red eyes, staring at itself with hostility.

"Wait for F...this should not be a monkey."

Its skin was full of wrinkles like an old man's, and its body was shrunken and distorted. After careful observation, it was found that it was not a monkey, but a dwarf the size of a child.

"Green gnomes, it doesn't look serious... I think it's the ghost of the corpse dog again! Anyway, there are quite a few strange individuals among the corpse dogs. These green monkey-like gnomes are hiding in the fog It must have something to do with the dead dog. The green dwarf climbed upside down on the tree trunk and grinned at Ruo Ruo himself. Fang Jing was too lazy to think about other things, and first punched out. The green dwarf burst into a pool of green broken juice. But In an instant, this little monster condensed half of its body from the rotten flesh and blood, showing a regeneration ability beyond that of ordinary corpse dogs. However, as soon as it regenerated, it was caught by a big hand, and the black flame condensed between its five fingers violently Scrolling, constantly absorbing the vitality in it.

Squeak, squeak! The green dwarf uttered a series of strange screams, trying to escape, but when Fang Jing grasped it with five fingers, its bones were crushed.The pitch-black and gorgeous poisonous fire twisted in Xu's hand, and after a while, it finally "squeezed" a trace of essence, which was directly absorbed by Fang Jing.

"This is also considered waste utilization!"

He let go of his right hand, and a cloud of gray fly ash fell to the ground.

I don't know where the sound came from. The fog fluctuated slightly. Fang Jing couldn't help but raised his head and looked up. He found that on the fog-shrouded trees in front of him, there were densely packed statues sitting like small shadows one after another.

"Squeak!", "Squeak!", "Squeak!", "Squeak!", "Squeak!", "Squeak!

At the same time, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at him, revealing strong hostility.

"Forty years, and finally let us wait until this day."

"Top!

Suddenly, in a clearing in the fir forest, a lyre fire

A tall figure sits on the ground,

"The hour of glory has finally come, is it time to welcome back the "God of the Woe" from the hands of the teeth?"

That's right, if we hadn't lost the god of disaster that can bear the blood of the moon demon, how could we have fallen to this point

Another group of shadows by the fire sneered: Those treacherous human teeth hunters, this time we have no idea that we have the help of "foreign law". The tall "mummy" stood up straight.

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