Wang Ming's voice gradually became fainter, and there was dead silence around him.
Suddenly, Wang Ming turned around and looked to the east. Staring brightly into the mist.
In the mist, a black figure slowly walked out of the mist. He walked very slowly, even walking step by step. From the looks of it, it seemed that the gravity effect of the magic circle had ten times the effect on him.
Wang Ming¡¯s mental power was suppressed, but in a linear shape, he could still extend ten meters away. After scanning with his mind, he found that this man was unusually fat, and one person was almost larger than two people.
When the man walked out of the fog, Wang Ming immediately took a breath of cold air.
This is not a human being, it is clearly a monster.
This black figure was covered in a large black cloak, and the whole person was covered in it, but Wang Ming could see clearly that under the large cloak, there were more than a dozen skulls ruthlessly tearing at the man's body. The man was bitten by the skull from top to bottom, but the strange thing was that the man did not bleed, and not even a piece of flesh was bitten off.
Black mist filled this man's body, like a wandering soul in hell.
"Who are you?" Wang Ming asked slowly.
"Hehe!" The black shadow laughed hoarsely, and a broken gong-like voice came from under the cloak: "Wang Ming, don't you want to see me? What's wrong, I came out and you don't dare to recognize me?"
Wang Ming was startled: "Are you that demon?"
The black shadow laughed crazily: "Yao Dao?! Yao Dao?! It's really ridiculous. Are people who know monsters a monster? Then you, a person who also deals with monsters, are not a monster. But it doesn't matter, you will be here soon Turned into a demon."
At this time, the Taoist surnamed Nie looked completely different from a human being. No wonder Wang Ming couldn't recognize him.
After the demon said, he made a hissing sound like a blade scraping against the glass, then his body trembled and turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.
Wang Ming felt a chill running down his spine. He suddenly felt that his right side was extremely dangerous, and he quickly slapped the right side hard with the Demon-Suppressing Sword.
However, he saw that the blade of the sword hit the air directly, but made a crisp sound of "dang", as if it had hit something hard. Next, a huge skull suddenly appeared in the air. This skull is four to five times larger than the skull that bit the demon just now, and the huge white mouth can even eat a person's head.
After being hit by the sword, the skull let out a piercing scream, its skull shattered, and it flew into the mist.
Wang Ming was surprised to find that this collision actually made his wrist numb. This shows how hard this skull is.
"Quack!"
"Jie Jie!"
There were screams again from the mist above and around the head, and then a skull jumped out from all directions. For a time, all directions of Wang Ming were blocked. These skulls bit into the king's life crazily. It has the intention of crushing 40% of the king's life.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ming was no longer impatient. Instead, he took a deep breath and recited quickly: "Be patient and immovable like the earth!" He forced his mind to focus.
"Definitely!" He shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder. It contains a powerful mental deterrent.
"These skulls are demons or ghosts. They have no resistance to this purely spiritual attack. When charged by the king, they immediately brake suddenly in the air, and some of the weaker ones even fell from the air.
And Wang Ming took the opportunity to infuse his spiritual power into his body and the Demon-Suppressing Sword. After briefly breaking free from the shackles of the magic circle, the Demon-Conquering Sword bloomed with the Demon-Conquering Golden Light, and the shadow of the Buddhist Protector Vajra reappeared. Wang Ming quickly waved his long sword, passing through the bodies of dozens of skulls in one second. Under his rapid cutting, a circle of skulls was immediately cut into pieces.
"Ouch!"
"Gah!"
These skulls neighed in pain and screamed as they were burned by the power of the demon. Green smoke came out of their bodies, and wherever they were cut, they were all reduced to ashes. With this chop, dozens of skulls were killed in one sweep.
But before Wang Ming had time to be happy, he saw a surge in the mist, and more than a dozen skulls of different sizes rushed out.
"Hey, Wang Ming, I want to see how many waves of my skeleton soldiers you can kill. I want to tire you to death."
Wang Ming raised his sword and continued to chop, but suddenly he felt weak and exhausted, and his head felt dizzy.
He was shocked: "Oops, it's time for me to unlock the gene lock."
This discovery made him anxious. If he unlocked the genetic lock, he would not have to be afraid of the demon. But once he loses that state, just the weakness after unlocking the genetic lock state is enough for him to drink a pot.
"No, I want to talk to other people quicklyFit! "
Thinking of this, he struggled to cut down the skulls around him. In the crazy attack with his last strength, these skulls were reduced to ashes in the golden light of the demon.
Then, Wang Ming chose a direction and plunged into the fog.
¡°Humph, it¡¯s not that easy to escape!¡±
In the mist, the cold voice of the demon came. Then, there was another rustling sound, and dozens of palm-sized black spiders quickly ran out of the mist. These spiders have colorful poison sacs on their backs, are furry all over, and can run very fast on their legs.
The king's life is bound by the magic circle, and he must do his best every step of the way. The speed is actually not as fast as these black spiders.
He snorted coldly, his voice full of mental intimidation.
These little spiders were just low-grade spirits that couldn¡¯t even be considered monsters. They were frightened by Wang Ming¡¯s spirit and staggered around like they were drunk, dizzy on the spot.
Wang Ming stepped forward, as if he had crossed a barrier. Come to a new clearing.
Looking ahead, he found two groups of people fighting.
But when he saw both sides clearly, he was surprised. Because these people fighting are obviously the new people under his command. These people were divided into two groups. One group of people are four students: Zhao Xiaolin, Guo Shuangshuang, Zhou Dazhuang and Tian Zhongxin. On the other side were Fatty Luo, Captain Zhang and two stewardesses. As for Secretary Chen, I don¡¯t know where he went.
"The two groups of people seemed to have a deep hatred, and they all fought with each other with blood-red eyes. Among them, Zhao Xiaolin and Yu Qingqing had already suffered serious injuries.
Wang Ming carefully observed their mental state and found that they seemed to be confused by mental illusions.
He looked at it, then suddenly took a step forward, walked between them, and shouted: "Wake up!"
His voice contained the power of mental intimidation, and he woke up the eight newcomers with a loud shout.
After the newcomers woke up, they all looked around in confusion. When they saw clearly that the person they were fighting with was actually their companion, they all opened their mouths in shock.
"How could it be you? I was fighting a fox demon just now?" Zhou Dazhuang looked at Captain Zhang in front of him in shock and said.
"Yes, Fatty Luo, how could it be you? What I just shot was a wild boar spirit."
Next to him, Guo Shuangshuang was also extremely surprised. She couldn't figure out why the enemy who was just a wild boar spirit suddenly turned into Fatty Luo. At this time, Fatty Luo was also covered in scars, and his face was swollen like a pig's head.
After hearing what Guo Shuangshuang said, Fatty Luo said angrily: "The person fighting me was a vixen. Huh, you are so cruel. Oh my face."
? ?Almost everyone else was injured.
"Don't you understand yet?" Wang Ming said, "You have fallen into the enemy's illusion."
"Brother Wang, please help me, my leg, my leg seems to be broken. Woohoo." Yu Qingqing called for help from the other side.
Not far away from her was Tanaka Nobu, it was the two of them who were fighting just now. Tanaka Shin also held a blood-stained wooden stick in his hand. It was obvious that Yu Qingqing was at an absolute disadvantage in the previous battle.
Tian Zhongxin stood beside Yu Qingqing a little at a loss, because Yu Qingqing's injury was caused by him.
¡°Ah,¡± Zhao Xiaolin on the other side also screamed. "My face, my face, hurts so much. Oh, damn it, Liu Yangyang, it's all your fault. You ruined my face. I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you."
Zhao Xiaolin¡¯s face could no longer see its original appearance. Under the bloody face, Zhao Xiaolin¡¯s expression was twisted in pain.
After Tian Zhongxin heard this, he no longer cared about Qingqing's injury and hurried over to see Zhao Xiaolin.