A small boat drifted down the river and suddenly stopped at the bend of the river where Yu Mu and Feng Xing were making fish soup.
He Bo sat on the bow of the boat and looked at the figures approaching Yu Mu and Feng Xing on the river bend with a sinister expression. With a flick of his finger, a black alms bowl rose into the air and floated in the air a few miles above the ground. There was a large area of black in the bowl. The fog sprayed out thinly and turned into a fog cover with a diameter of five miles, covering a small half of the river bend.
Black mist filled the air, cutting off all light and sound.
Where the black mist shrouded the void, the void was as tough as glue, and anyone's speed here dropped to about 10% of its original speed.
The ground was strongly eroded by the black mist, and the bottom layer of Thousandarix was frozen by the biting cold, becoming a hundred times harder than steel. Even people who are proficient in earthly witchcraft cannot escape from the underground.
There were even strands of black ice threads that looked like blades hanging down from the air. Countless black ice threads were entangled into a large net, completely sealing off this space. If anyone dares to run into this large net, they will definitely be cut to pieces by the sharp and biting ice threads.
The sound of 'ding-ding' was endless, and large swaths of arrows fell on Yu Mu like heavy rain.
The iron-colored light curtain rotated rapidly, and the large iron pot made a low roar. Metal arrows densely covered with vicious witchcraft such as armor-piercing, tearing, poisoning, and blasting continued to explode on the light curtain, splashing countless dazzling flames. .
Yu Mu stood firmly on the ground, protected by the large iron pot made by Taoist Yu Yu. His defense was extremely strong, and ordinary arrows could not touch his body and did not pose any threat to him.
"Fengxing, be careful!"
Two small eyes slightly larger than a soybean were dazzling, and Yu Mu's palm turned dark green and transparent again. He rubbed his hands vigorously, and the colorless and odorless poisonous breath spread from the gaps in his palms and quickly rushed in all directions.
Between Yu Mu's brows, the gray-white flag of the God of Plague was looming. Countless twisted gray-white runes were continuously injected into the poisonous aura along his hands, making the already terrifying poisonous gas a hundred times more powerful out of thin air.
The air behind Yu Mu rippled slightly, and a strange, almost inaudible laughter quietly came from the ripples in the air. The power of the Plague God Banner corroded the space, causing some strange creatures to be attracted by the poison and peek out from the unpredictable void.
Feng Xing staggered and rushed out of the air. There were seven or eight cracks in the soft dragon skin armor on his body, and blood kept pouring out from the cracks.
The arrows used by the Dongyi archers who attacked from all sides were all exquisite rune arrows, and their lethality was extremely shocking. Moreover, the cultivation level of those Dongyi archers were stronger than Feng Xing's. Feng Xing's wound squirmed rapidly, but the wound The entangled external forces kept attacking, and the wounds were delayed in healing.
"The supreme dark sun is above." The girl in the black dress walked behind Feng Xing at some point. She waved her hands gently, and a soft black light enveloped Feng Xing.
The external force on Feng Xing's wound, like a tarsal maggot, was swallowed up by the black light and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Fengxing's life essence quickly gathered near the wounds, and those wounds that were deep enough to reach the bone healed quickly, and soon no traces were left.
There was less than half a foot between the girl and Feng Xing. The arrows attacking Feng Xing suddenly stopped. Only countless arrows continued to shoot at Yu Mu one after another, causing Yu Mu's protective light shield to make a dull sound. Yu Mu's fat body made big waves.
Obviously, Gonggong Wuyou's voice just now played a very good role. The surrounding archers were afraid of accidentally injuring the girl, so they stopped attacking Feng Xing.
"Prince Wuyou, I want to kill this kid." The black mist rolled, and Yi Shen strode in. He looked at Feng Xing who was standing side by side with the girl unhappily, and shouted sternly: "Kill this kid for me. Cum into pulp!"
"Slow, slow, slow, how can you be rude to a beautiful woman?" Gonggong Wuyou walked briskly through the black mist and walked in with a smile on his face.
He glanced greedily at the girl's delicate and elf-like face, and Gonggong Wuyou's black eyes flashed with blazing greed.
Playing with a soft black jade flute with both hands, Gonggong Wuyou gracefully and gracefully performed a court etiquette unique to the Yu clan nobles on the girl. He smiled gently and said: "Beautiful Miss Yu clan, with the water god Gonggong, may I ask your name?"
The girl almost instinctively picked up the dirty skirt, knelt down and saluted Gonggong Wuyou: "Descendants of gods, the incarnation of the origin of the world, no matter which world they are in, descendants of gods are worthy of respect. I am Yemoshan. Coconut, a believer of the Dark Sun."
Feng Xing looked back at Yemo Shanye.
Gonggong Wuyou looked at the girl who returned the gift to him, his eyes became more and more fiery, even with a hint of madness: "Yemo Shanye? The biological sister of the current ruling emperor of the Dark Sun Lineage, Yemo Chanye? Ah, the Dark Sun Lineage The core bloodline of the most noble Yemo family! It is indeed noble and beautiful... No wonder Emperor Shisha wants to propose marriage to you!"
Yemo Shanye was so frightened that she quickly took a step back. She looked at Gonggong Wuyou with wide eyes and shouted softly: "You, how do you know?"
Gonggong Wuyou's face twitched, he quickly took two steps towards Feng Xing's direction, and shouted sternly: "You escaped? In other words, no one knows your whereabouts? Too, too good... Damn it. , Feng Xing, stay away from Miss Yemo Shanye, if Miss Yemo Shanye is even slightly injured because of you, breaking you into thousands of pieces will not be enough to atone for your sin!"
Yi Shen clenched his fists at the side and shouted sternly at Gonggong Wuyou: "Prince Wuyou, don't ruin my important affairs because of a woman. This guy is not Fengxing, he is born Yifeng, he is a traitor to our clan, He stole our clan’s treasure!”
A ray of divine light spurted out from Feng Xing's left hand. Feng Xing raised a strange-shaped long bow. The magic power blasted into the simple long bow, and suddenly a gleaming divine light shot up into the sky. A large swath of violent wind turned into a blue hurricane visible to the naked eye and swept across the surroundings. Countless arrows shot at Yu Mu suddenly stopped in the hurricane, and then were quickly turned into countless scum by the wind.
Yi Shen snorted coldly. Amid Gonggong Wuyou's exclamation, he also pulled out a long bow and flicked his finger on the bowstring. Thousands of extremely fine green arrows shot out immediately. It blasted hard at Feng Xing and Yemo Shanye beside him.
"Yifeng, even if Ji Hao protects you, you will definitely die today." God Yi shouted sternly: "The artifact of the Zhen clan can only be mine!"
The wind roared, and all the witchcraft power poured into the long bow. He also plucked the bow string, and tens of thousands of golden arrows shot out densely, colliding hard with the green arrows.
"God Yi! When you killed everyone in my family, I swore that one day, I would also destroy your Ten Sun Kingdom!" Feng Xing jumped into the air and shouted sternly: "I am not Yi Feng, that damn surname, always One day, I will completely bury this damn bloodline!"
"I am Fengxing, and I am only Fengxing."
The golden and cyan arrows collided together, and with a terrifying shattering sound, the golden arrows collapsed one after another, and thousands of cyan arrows shot towards Feng Xing's whole body without any damage.
(End of chapter)