Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

The fog rose very fast.

In an instant, Zuo Yongjun and others were surrounded by fog from all directions, and their visibility dropped sharply.

At the same time, the temperature of the surrounding space also drops.

A little bit of hoarfrost appeared on the weed leaves on the ground, and the cold breath was spreading silently.

"Finished formation!"

Zuo Yongjun realized that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Resist the enemy!"

The ten well-trained guards took off the magic crossbow hanging on their backs without thinking, and skillfully nocked the arrows, and at the same time formed a defensive formation.

Some members of the imperial guards of the Imperial Guard Division are elite recruits from the army, and some are trained by themselves.

Regardless of their origin, they all have rich combat experience and are extremely disciplined.

Ten imperial guards surrounded Zuo Yongjun and Wu Song, and at the same time squatted down holding the magic machine crossbow.

One by one, the crossbow arrows were shining with cold light, pointing in different directions.

No matter where the enemy appears from, you will be hit head-on by them!

At this moment, the surrounding fog became thicker, and strange sounds entered everyone's ears.

The woman's delicate smile, the children's playfulness, the old man's gossip, the woman's cursing...

The seemingly ordinary market noises linger in my ears like the whispers of ghosts and ghosts.

Even if you cover your ears tightly, you can't isolate it, making people feel upset and irritable.

Although the guards were all strong-willed, after listening for a while, many of them showed bored expressions.

Their hands holding the bows and crossbows are no longer as steady as a rock.

"Which evildoer dares to make trouble here!"

Seeing such a situation, Zuo Yongjun suddenly glared and shouted angrily, his voice was like a lion's roar: "Get out!"

With a roar, the mist wrapped in a cold atmosphere immediately rolled back, and the guards who were disturbed by the phantom sound shook all over, and there was a sharp light in their eyes, revealing their murderous aura in an instant.

Their fighting spirit was instantly aroused by Zuo Yongjun, and their minds became firm and solid again.

"Hehehe~"

Bursts of snickering came from all directions.

A series of ghostly shadows loomed in the mist, fluttering like teeth and claws.

Evil!

The corners of Zuo Yongjun's eyes twitched, and he shouted in a low voice, "Get ready!"

As soon as his words fell, the ten guards immediately bit their tongues and spewed a mouthful of blood at the magic crossbow in their hands.

The divine machine crossbow is amazingly powerful, coupled with a special crossbow arrow, it can pierce through the innate energy of an innate warrior.

But when used to deal with evil spirits, the effect is much worse.

Especially these wandering spirits without entities, basically they can't do much damage.

So it must be smeared with blood.

The warrior's blood essence contains yang energy, which has a considerable restraint effect on wandering spirits.

In fact, the evil blood energy condensed by the guards on the battlefield can also eliminate wandering souls very well.

But unless these evil spirits attacked in close quarters, they would be useless.

Trapped in a dangerous place, he should fight quickly, and his intuition told Zuo Yongjun that the longer he stays here, the more dangerous it will be!

He yelled, "Shoot!"

call out! call out! call out!

Ten fingers soaked in blood essence shot into the mist like lightning.

"ah!"

The screams suddenly sounded.

The wandering souls shot by the crossbow arrows are like paper figurines ignited by the raging fire, and they vanish into nothingness within a breath.

The crossbow arrows shot by the Divine Machine Crossbow were extremely powerful, and after piercing through one wandering soul, the momentum remained undiminished, and continued to shoot forward, hitting the second wandering soul.

With one volley, more than a dozen wandering spirits were killed, and the result was quite brilliant!

But Zuo Yongjun didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart.

Because he felt that the evil atmosphere around him was getting stronger and stronger, the wandering spirit that just appeared was probably just an appetizer.

Sure enough, the next moment, the nearby ground continued to bulge, and walking corpses emerged from the ground one after another.

The skin of these walking corpses is blue-black, and they are all dressed up by villagers. Although they all have hideous faces, they can still see their appearance before birth. There are men, women, old and young.

"Third Uncle, Seventh Aunt!"

Wu Song, who was holding a long knife in his hand, was about to burst into tears.

He recognized many familiar faces, they were the villagers of Wujia Village.

My own kindred!

"withdraw!"

Zuo Yongjun pulled out his double swords with his backhand, jumped up high suddenly, and rushed towards several walking corpses that were approaching quickly.

With a flash of sword light, the heads of the two walking corpses flew into the sky together.

Before Zuo Yongjun landed, his left and right feet kicked out at the same time, kicking the two headless corpses away.

This innate master used his strength to roll backwards, and the double swords he held in his hands fell heavily to the ground.

Puchi!

Where the blade fell, two streams of black corpse blood sprayed out.

"kill!"

Zuo Yongjun turned over and drew out his long sword, rushing forward like a tiger out of the gate.

Wu Song and ten guards followed closely behind.

Wu Song was extremely unwilling, but the military order was like a mountain, and he could not allow him to make his own decisions.

I can only suppress the grief and indignation in my heart.

Zuo Yongjun beheaded seven or eight walking corpses in a row, and led the guards to fight a bloody path.

However, the surrounding fog became thicker, and the sinister aura was pervasive, making it impossible to distinguish the direction at all.

The sense of crisis in Zuo Yongjun's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

He stopped and drank in a low voice: "Protect yourself!"

The imperial guards all took out a talisman from their arms and stuck it to their palms, and sprayed a mouthful of blood mist at them.

The moment these talismans were stained with blood essence, a cloud of spiritual light burst out immediately, covering their whole bodies.

It was the protective essence and blood talisman given by Wang Chen earlier.

With the blessing of spiritual power, the guards have an extra layer of magic shields on their bodies, greatly increasing their defense.

Zuo Yongjun also grabbed a talisman.

Different from the imperial guards, he used his innate qi to inject blood into the talisman paper, and then slammed it forward.

Evil Essence and Blood Talisman!

The aura that exploded from this talisman was like a scorching sun, breaking through the barriers of the mist in an instant, dispelling the evil aura around it and flying forward at the same time, opening a passage!

The fog burst.

"Walk!"

Zuo Yongjun waved his hand to signal the guards to go first.

He turned around, looking sharply at the direction he came from.

In the mist, there are many strange shadows!

"grown ups!"

Wu Song's footsteps stopped beside Zuo Yongjun, firmly holding the long knife in his hand.

He wanted to stay and fight side by side with the opponent.

"Walk!"

Zuo Yongjun said in a low voice, with an unshakable determination in his tone: "Go find the immortal master!"

The veins in Wu Song's right hand were exposed, and his face was flushed red.

Then he turned his head and followed the guard in front.

Zuo Yongjun stood upright on the spot and raised his two swords, protecting his body with true energy.

His expression was extremely serious, and his feet slowly sank into the mud.

The fog in front of him cleared up, and a huge monstrous figure appeared, and a pair of scarlet evil eyes fixedly stared at Zuo Yongjun.

At this time, Wu Song had already rushed out of the fog with the guards.

It is also out of the scope of the barren village.

He looked back, but he couldn't see the figure of Zuo Yongjun at all.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Song took out a new talisman from his pocket, sprayed it with blood and threw it into the air.

The next moment, a group of bright and bright flames shot straight into the sky, blooming in the sky!

Two hundred miles away, at the top of Luolei Peak.

Wang Chen, who was practicing Wuyang Qianlei, suddenly looked in the direction of the flames blooming.

——

The second one is delivered.