Nangong Jin bowed to Yang Kun and thanked him, "Thank you, Brother Ling, for saving my life. Otherwise, I would have been bitten to death by zombies today."
Yang Kun waved his hand and ignored it, then carefully looked into the surrounding black fog and asked Nangong Jin, "Did you see other people just now? What's going on with this black fog and zombies? Was the Bu Tian Dan I saw before an illusion?"
Nangong Jin shook his head and said, "Brother Ling is the first person I met. I haven't seen the others yet. I think they also encountered zombies. I have seen these zombies in the sect's classics. Some of them are similar to the black iron corpses of foreign magic forces. The black fog has a strong toxicity that can block people's consciousness. It should be the corpse poison fog. As for the Bu Tian Dan, I'm not sure. It should be an illusion!"
Yang Kun nodded. He was just asking casually. This black fog could block a person's five senses and spiritual awareness, which was indeed a problem.
The fact that Nangong Jin was able to meet Yang Kun meant that other people must also be in the black fog, so Yang Kun needed to dispel the black fog.
So Yang Kun took out the banana fan from Yu Huayuan. Unfortunately, the forging furnace and casting hammer that were paired with the banana fan were destroyed. As Yang Kun waved the banana fan, a gust of wind blew out from the fan and was immediately blown away by the black fog in front of Yang Kun.
Seeing that it really worked, Yang Kun continued to fan with the palm-leaf fan, and soon the black fog in the entire hall was completely dispelled.
At this moment, the hall was as empty as a wilderness, but no pills or shelves were seen.
What shocked Yang Kun was that many people had already died under this refined corpse.
Tang Da Tang and his brother, as well as Zhong Xiangqian and Song Yahang, had been bitten to death by the corpses. Zhong Xinzhi angrily controlled a spear and fought against one of the corpses, shouting, "Give me back my son's life."
The corpse had been pierced by his spear and was riddled with holes, but it still fought him tenaciously.
He Gaoyuan, the scarred man, looked extremely miserable. He controlled a magical flying sword and fought against a black iron corpse.
Li Xiangyu was wielding a black sword, fighting alone against two black iron corpses. The sword in his hand was indestructible and would cut their faces every time it chopped.
Although the two black iron corpses were covered with scars, they were still fearless and tried their best to bite and attack the four people. Yang Kun immediately shot out three formation arrows, which pierced the heads of the three corpses. With the sound of explosion, the three corpses fell to the ground.
Although Yang Kun solved the problem of corpse refining and dispelled the black fog, his brows were tightly frowned because he did not see Lin Feiyu. Could there be something wrong with this Lin Feiyu
At the same time, the old man in black, Zhong Xinzhi, the scarred man, He Gaoyuan, and Li Xiangyu also saw the death of the other three and the disappearance of Lin Feiyu, and then walked to Yang Kun's side. The five of them formed a circle and were on guard carefully.
Zhong Xinzhi looked around and shouted coldly: "Lin Feiyu, I know you killed my son, get out here."
Although Yang Kun and the other three did not say anything, they were always paying attention to their surroundings, guarding against Lin Feiyu's sudden attack.
"Okay, I'll reunite you and your son right now."
At this moment, as soon as Lin Feiyu finished speaking, he suddenly appeared in front of Zhong Xinzhi, emitting a cold and dark aura. He circulated his spiritual power, and a black light appeared on his palm. He slapped Zhong Xinzhi on the head.