The group of people walked in the white mist like a bunch of candied haws, pulling the red rope in their hands. Zhuo Fan walked in the front, and then Steward Sun firmly grasped his clothes at the back to prevent him from running away.
Because the fog is too large, even the two people next to each other can't see each other's body at all, so everyone can only rely on the touch to get close to the body to prevent getting lost.
When everyone came to the center of the foggy forest and it was impossible for anyone to escape from here, Zhuo Fan suddenly stopped.
"What's the matter?" Steward Sun was startled, a little nervous in his heart, and the hand holding Zhuo Fan's clothes tightened unconsciously.
He smiled evilly, and Zhuo Fan said lightly: "Steward Sun, I will send you here. The road to Huangquan is up to you."
With a horror in his heart, Steward Sun realized that he was caught in the trap. Unable to take it away, he pulled Zhuo Fan to his side, and then patted it with a palm.
With a touch, the clothes shattered into pieces of cloth. But what was wrapped in the clothes was not Zhuo Fan, but a thick piece of wood.
This... When did this kid get away
Steward Sun looked at all this in astonishment, but he had been guarding Zhuo Fan all the way to prevent him from playing tricks, but he did not expect to let him run away.
"Quick, return the same way." Steward Sun hurriedly turned around and said anxiously.
When everyone heard what he said, they immediately pulled the red rope back.
However, at this moment, the last person shouted in the fog: "It's not good, the red rope going back is broken."
Hearing this, everyone felt like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and their faces were as gray as death. Stuck in the mist, without red rope guidance, how can they return safely
Butler Sun even gritted his teeth and stomped his feet straight: "Damn it, this little jerk put one out."
"Come here, bring that surname Pang."
"Steward Sun, it's not OK, the surnamed Pang is gone."
"asshole!"
Steward Sun hit the ground with a fist, hitting the ground with a big hole one meter square.
He would never have imagined that he would be scheming all his life, working every step of the way, and in the end would be planted in the hands of a stinky kid.
"Smelly boy, the old man crosses more bridges than you walk. Don't think that a small foggy forest can trap the old man." Steward Sun shouted up to the sky, "You will break you when the old man goes out. Ten thousand corpses."
"Ha ha ha... Then you will never have this opportunity."
Suddenly, Zhuo Fan's chuckle sounded in the foggy forest, and the faint white mist gradually became blood-red in the next moment.
"What's the matter, the fog has turned red!"
Everyone looked at the changes in the surrounding environment in shock, with a look of horror in their eyes. Even if these people are thieves who kill people without seeing blood, they have never seen such a weird thing.
"Steward Sun, you are always knowledgeable, this... what's going on?"
A bandit shouted anxiously, but no one responded. When he touched forward and backward, he couldn't find a single figure again, as if everyone had disappeared all at once, and he was the only one left.
The experience of the others was exactly the same as that of him. The people who were previously connected by a red rope had disappeared at this time.
Steward Sun looked at all of this with an incredible look in his eyes, and muttered: "This... Is this... the formation!"
After all, Guanjia Sun, who has lived for most of his life, is knowledgeable, but the more he sees, the more he knows how powerful this formation is, the more frightened in his heart.
All formations are based on the power of heaven and earth. With only one person controlling it, it can kill a dozen or even dozens of masters of the same strength in the formation, and its power is simply unmeasurable.
However, he would never have thought that they would be trapped in a formation.
"Zhuo Fan, you... who are you?"
Steward Sun shivered, and his eyes revealed a deep fear like never before.
He finally saw that Zhuo Fan was not an ordinary person at all, how could ordinary people know the formation? If Zhuo Fan showed him the formation from the beginning, he would not even have the guts to pursue it.
Luo Yunshang, who was in the eye of the formation controlling the entire formation, fully understood the situation in the formation, and at this time he unconsciously looked at Zhuo Fan beside him, his eyes full of curiosity.
With his eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan still kept Gu Jing Bubo's face, and said lightly: "Kill!"
kill!
When Luo Yunshang heard the instruction, his hand tactics immediately changed.
In an instant, the blood-red mist suddenly changed, turning into pure black, swallowing everyone into the thick black mist. If they just couldn't see others before, at this time, they can't even see themselves at all.
Only in the ears, a stern wailing resounded, like thousands of ghosts surrounding him.
Loneliness and fear completely lost the power of resistance in their hearts, and black air currents rushed into their bodies without any hindrance.
They only felt that their body, mind and soul were being swallowed by something, but they couldn't resist it at all.
At this moment, there is nothing in their eyes except fear.
The corner of his mouth curled up involuntarily, and Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed with excitement. One flashed away from Luo Yunchang, came to the other side, and sat down cross-legged.
All the formations recorded in the Jiuyou Secret Record can be connected with the Great Transformation Technique of the Heavenly Demon.
Now that everyone in the formation has been demonized, he wants to draw all the energy of everyone in...