Chapter 2237

When the fog comes, disaster is coming.

In Xumishan, even a three-year-old can say that. Because since the appearance of the strange fog and the descendants of the evil spirits in the fog, the people who died in the hands of those guys in guangtianming city have been uncountable, not counting the strong people who fell in the expedition before.

Therefore, when the fog comes, the city of destiny will ring an alarm!

At this moment, with the alarm bell ringing in Tianming City, people watching the "live broadcast" in Tianming city are also immediately agitated. However, they were not afraid of the coming of the fog, but were prepared to see how Chu Xun and other people were devoured by the descendants of evil spirits in the fog.

In their cognition, once the fog comes, and no one enters the Tianming City, there is only one end, that is death!

"Good for good and evil for evil. This is the words left by the sages in those days. Today I will give this to you!"

Looking at the thick fog appearing on the horizon from afar, the scholar in the Confucian shirt suddenly sneered: "when the fog comes, it will spread in half a breath at most. You should seize this time and make the final confession."

"I confess to NIMA!"

Hearing the words of the scholar in the Confucian shirt, Zhang Xie was furious at once. At the same time, the thunder burst out all over his body. He clenched the hammer of the thunderbolt in his hand and rushed directly towards the scholar in the Confucian shirt like a thunderbolt.

"Dying!"

Looking at Zhang Xie's fierce shooting, the scholar in the Confucian shirt immediately sneered, then made a direct stroke with his right hand brush, and a huge and incomparable "ink mountain" appeared out of the sky, and then bombarded Zhang Xie's lightning with tremendous speed.

Boom!

This Mo mountain seems to contain some kind of strong attraction or suction. After bombarding the thunder light transformed by Zhang Xie, it really pressed the invisible and immaterial thunder light under the mountain, then rolled heavily on the ground, making a loud noise at the moment.

At the same time, bursts of thunder and thunder light are constantly coming from the bottom of the mountain. Obviously, Zhang Xie is struggling with all his strength, trying to get out of the mountain's repression.

Boom!

But at this time, a golden blade came down from the sky and hit the "Mo mountain" heavily. Finally, in a loud noise, it directly split the Mo mountain and released Zhang Xie.

"Time is short, fight fast!"

After Zhang Xie was rescued, Chu Xun didn't hesitate at all. After a cold drink, he waved his sword again and rushed to the scholar in the Confucian shirt.

Not only that, as Chu Xun rushed forward, a large number of five element insects began to emerge from his side, and swept towards the scholar in the Confucian shirt at a very fast speed.

At the moment, they did not enter the city, so the law of heaven and earth that often let them escape did not affect them in any way, and the wuxingchong can naturally play a full fighting force.

"Hum!"

Looking at Chu ten's sword wielding and the five elements insect sweeping along with Chu ten, the scholar in the Confucian shirt just gave a cold hum, and then waved his brush again.

Buzz!

accompanied the scholar as like as two peas in his paintings, one of which was exactly like Chu and others. As the ink was composed of black shadows, they were all in the air and rushed to the constant people.

Boom boom boom!

It has to be said that the power of this "magic pen of dreams" is indeed terrible. At this moment, as like as two peas in the Confucian school, all those who are almost identical with Chu and ten are just like the ink ink man who is black and ink. They also have an amazing fighting power. Even in the violent roar, Chu and other people are blocking the hard life.

Although under the full attack of Chu ten and others, those Mohists were quickly destroyed by Chu ten and others, the problem is that the speed of the man in the Confucian shirt drawing these Mohists is even faster than that of Chu ten and others. So before Chu ten and others could continue to move forward after destroying the Mo people, the Mo people who came later stopped them again, making them difficult to enter.

What's worse, with the passage of time, the rich diffuse from afar began to get closer to Chu ten and others. And in the thick fog, Chu ten and others even saw some huge figures are shuttling at an amazing speed, bringing them great pressure!

They have less and less time!

"Try to take the pen from him!"

Looking at the fog that was getting closer and closer, Chu couldn't help roaring, and then increased the strength of the attack.

In his opinion, although this scholar has a major in the world, it is absolutely impossible to suppress all of them so easily. Therefore, there is no doubt that the powerful combat power displayed by this scholar is related to the dream magic pen inherited from the Confucian painting saint in his hands!

As long as you take the magic pen from the scholar, you will not be able to make waves again!

"Giant magic soldier, blood burning, open road!"

In fact, it's not only Chu Xun, but other people here feel the seriousness of the situation. So the next moment, that lazy also suddenly issued a roar. Then he saw that the biological weapon "giant divine soldier" that he had carefully made was suddenly burning. At the same time, its speed and strength began to multiply. As a result, the "ink men" in front of him were blown away and killed towards the Confucian man.

"Well?"

The scholar in the Confucian shirt obviously didn't expect that the angry giant Shenbing could play such a powerful role, so he was a little shocked for a while, but then he sneered again, accelerated his [dream shenbi] in his hand, drew a flying sword, and swept towards the giant Shenbing with those "ink men".

Boom boom boom!

Although the giant Shenbing, under the control of laziness, burns itself up, and erupts forces several times or even ten times larger than usual, and even can easily blow away the "ink man" made by dream magic pen, his power is not invincible after all. Only under the joint bombardment of these ink men and flying swords, the huge magic soldiers with burning flames began to become slower and slower, even to be completely stopped like Chu Xun and others.

"Dream world, open!"

However, at this time, a figure suddenly cut through the void and stopped between the scholar in the Confucian shirt and Chu ten and others. At the same time, the black long sword in his hand quickly waved, creating a huge and expanding gray vortex, and shrouded in those "ink man" and ink like flying Swords.

Buzz!

After a period of painstaking practice, especially the combination of some magic weapons of heaven and earth, guhuang's control over the dream world and space has been further improved. Because of this, with the spread of the gray vortex, the ink men and flying swords who came from the shooting suddenly went into the gray like the wild animals that threw themselves into the net In the whirlpool of color, there is no trace.

"Small skills!"

Seeing that the "ink man" and the flying sword he drew were all swallowed up by the gray whirlpool, the scholar in the Confucian shirt sneered, then waved his brush again, and drew a gate directly in the void, then the gate opened, and turned into a space transmission channel.

With the appearance of the space transmission gate, the ink men and flying swords drawn by the scholar in the Confucian shirt also entered the space transmission gate one after another, then bypassed the virtual and real dream world of guhuang, and swept away towards the angry people from other directions!

This guy's dream magic pen, even the space channel can be drawn!

"I don't believe you are invincible!"

However, just when the scholar drew a space channel and used it to transmit ink man and flying sword, once again suppressed Chu ten and others, Xiong's eyes suddenly flashed a sharp color, then took a deep breath, threw the Xuanyuan sword out of his hand, and rushed forward at the same time.

On!

At the next moment, with the sound of a fierce dragon chanting, the Xuanyuan sword thrown by the bear boy also turned into a huge and incomparable green dragon, which hit the ink man and the flying sword heavily, using the huge body to crash the ink man and the flying sword, and taking this opportunity, the bear boy also shot out from behind the green dragon and rushed directly to those ink man's In front of him, holding a strange token in his hand, he shouted again: "congeal!"

Hum!

In an instant, a gray light came out of the token in the bear child's hand and spread in all directions. Under the spread of the gray light, those ink men and flying swords are like being pressed the slow down key, and the speed is obviously reduced several times. On the contrary, the bear child is suddenly accelerated, like a flash of lightning, constantly shuttling between those ink men and flying swords, and rapidly approaching the scholar in the Confucian shirt!