Chapter 209.
The fog rose extremely quickly.
In a matter of moments, Zuo Yongjun and the others were surrounded by fog from all directions, and visibility dropped drastically.
Also dropping was the temperature of the surrounding space.
The blades of weeds on the ground unexpectedly appeared dotted with white frost, and the gloomy and cold aura was spreading silently.
“Formation!”
Zuo Yongjun was alarmed that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted in a deep voice, “Reject the enemy!”
Ten well-trained forbidden guards unthinkingly took off the Divine Machine Crossbows hanging on their backs, skillfully and incomparably nocking and stringing their arrows while setting up a defensive formation.
The members of the forbidden guards of the Department of Forbidden Guards were partly recruited elites from the military, and partly trained by themselves.
And no matter what their origins were, they all had rich combat experience and were extremely disciplined.
The ten forbidden guards surrounded Zuo Yongjun and Wu Song, while half crouching down with their Shenji crossbows.
A crossbow arrow that shone with a cold light pointed at different directions.
No matter where the enemy appeared from, they would be met with their head-on blows!
At this moment, the mist around them thickened even more, and strange sounds reached everyone’s ears.
The delicate laughter of women, the playfulness of children, the gossip of old men, the curses of women ……
It seemed to be a commonplace marketplace murmur, but it was like ghostly ramblings that lingered and hovered in the ears.
Even if you cover your ears tightly, you can not isolate it, so that people listen to the distraction.
Although the forbidden guards were all strong-willed, after listening for a few moments, many of them revealed a look of boredom.
Their hands holding their bows were no longer steady as a rock.
“What kind of demon dares to cause trouble here!”
Seeing such a situation, Zuo Yongjun suddenly stared angrily and shouted, his voice like a lion’s roar that shook the four directions, “Scram!”
Under the roar, the surrounding mists wrapped in a chilly aura instantly rolled backward and retreated, and the forbidden guards disturbed by the phantom sound were shaken, and each of them had a stern aura in their eyes, revealing their killing aura in an instant.
Their wariness was instantly galvanized by Zuo Yongjun, and their minds became firm and solid again.
“Heh heh ~”
A burst of snickers came from all directions.
An eerie shadow loomed in the mists, floating and fluttering like it was flailing.
Evil Sneak!
The corner of Zuo Yongjun’s eyes twitched as he droned lowly, “Break the sneaks and prepare!”
As soon as his words fell, the ten forbidden guards immediately bit their tongues and sprayed a mouthful of blood into the divine machine crossbow in their hands.
The Divine Machine Crossbow was incredibly powerful, and with the special crossbow arrows, it was able to break through the protective true qi of an innate martial artist.
But when used against evil spirits, it was much less effective.
Especially these wandering souls that had no entity, basically couldn’t inflict much damage.
So it had to be coated with essence blood.
A martial artist’s essence blood contained yang qi, which had a considerable restraining effect on the wandering soul type of evil spirits.
In fact, the blood fury qi that the forbidden guards had condensed on the battlefield could also destroy the wandering souls very well.
However, unless these evil spirits attacked up close, there was no use for it.
Being trapped in a murderous place, one should fight quickly and intuitively tell Zuo Yongjun that the longer he stays here, the more dangerous it is!
He roared sternly, “Shoot!”
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
The crossbow arrows with ten fingers dipped in essence blood shot into the mist like lightning.
“Yikes!”
Miserable screams suddenly rang out.
The wandering souls that were shot by the crossbow arrows were like paper figures set ablaze by a blazing fire, turning into nothing in the space of a breath.
The force of these crossbow arrows from the Divine Machine Crossbow was extremely strong, and after piercing through one wandering soul, the momentum did not diminish, and continued to shoot forward, hitting a second wandering soul.
In a single volley, more than a dozen wandering souls were killed, the result was quite brilliant!
But Zuo Yongjun did not have the slightest joy in his heart.
Because he sensed that the evil aura around him was getting thicker and thicker, and he was afraid that the wandering souls that had just appeared were just an appetizer.
Sure enough, the next moment, the nearby ground kept rumbling, and one head after another of walkers drilled out from the ground.
These walking corpses had greenish-black skin, and they were all dressed as villagers. Although all of them had hideous faces, they could still tell what they looked like before they were born, and there were both men and women, young and old.
“Third Uncle, Seventh Aunt!”
Wu Song, who held a long knife in his hand, bared his eyes.
He recognized quite a few familiar faces, none other than the villagers of Wu Jia Village.
His own kinfolk!
“Retreat!”
Zuo Yongjun backhandedly drew his twin swords and suddenly leapt high into the air, pouncing on several rapidly approaching walkers.
With a flash of sword light, the heads of the two walkers flew up into the sky in unison.
Before Zuo Yongjun landed, his left and right feet kicked out at the same time, sending the two headless corpses flying.
This innate expert used his strength to roll backwards, and the dual swords held in his hands plunged heavily into the ground.
Puff!
Where the sword blades landed, two streams of ebony corpse blood spurted out.
“Kill!”
Zuo Yongjun rolled over and drew his longsword, charging forward like a tiger out of the gate.
Wu Song and the ten forbidden guards followed closely behind.
Wu Song was extremely unwilling, but the military order was like a mountain, not allowing him to act on his own.
He could only put his grief and anger in the bottom of his heart.
Zuo Yongjun consecutively killed seven or eight walkers and led the forbidden guards to kill a bloody path.
However, the surrounding mist became even thicker, and the sinister atmosphere was so pervasive that it was impossible to discern the direction.
The sense of crisis in Zuo Yongjun’s heart grew stronger.
He stopped his feet and shouted lowly, “Protect your body!”
The forbidden guards all pulled out a talisman from their arms and stuck it to their palms, spraying a mouthful of blood mist at it.
The moment these talismans were contaminated with essence blood, they immediately exploded into a cloud of spiritual light, enveloping their entire bodies.
It was precisely the Body Protecting Essence Blood Talisman that Wang Chen had bestowed earlier.
Under the spiritual power, the forbidden guards’ bodies were equivalent to an additional layer of spell shield, and their defense increased greatly.
Zuo Yongjun also grabbed out a talisman.
Unlike the forbidden guards, he used his innate true qi to force out blood into the talisman paper before slapping it forward.
Evil Breaking Essence Blood Talisman!
The talisman exploded with spiritual light like a brilliant sun, instantly breaking through the heavy barrier of the mists and dispelling the surrounding evil aura while sweeping forward, surprisingly creating a passage!
The Misty Array broke open.
“Go!”
Zuo Yongjun waved his hand to signal the forbidden guards to go first.
He turned around, his stern gaze looking at the direction from which he had come.
Within the mists, there were strange shadows!
“My lord!”
Wu Song’s footsteps stopped beside Zuo Yongjun, and he held the long sword in his hand in a death grip.
He wanted to stay and fight alongside the other party.
“Go!”
Zuo Yongjun said in a low voice, with an unshakeable determination in his tone, “Go find the Immortal Master!”
The veins on Wu Song’s right hand were exposed, and his face turned red.
Then he twisted his head to follow the forbidden guards in front of him.
Zuo Yongjun stood in place and raised his dual swords, his protective true qi coming out through his body.
His expression was solemn and incomparable as his feet slowly sank into the dirt.
The mist in front of him dispersed and a huge monster revealed itself, a pair of scarlet evil eyes staring at Zuo Yongjun.
At this time, Wu Song had already rushed out of the mist with the forbidden guards.
It was also out of the range of the barren village.
He looked back, but he could not see Zuo Yongjun’s figure at all.
Wu Song gritted his teeth, probed his hand and pulled out a new talisman from his pocket, sprayed it with essence blood and violently flung it into the air.
In the next moment, a brilliant and bright flame of light shot straight up into the sky and bloomed high in the air!
Two hundred miles away, at the top of Falling Thunder Peak.
Wang Dust, who was cultivating the Five Yang Qian Thunder, looked towards the direction where the light flame bloomed in a hugh manner.