Chapter 143 Daredevil

The fog is getting heavier and heavier, like a light rain suddenly permeates the whole imperial capital. In the distance, everything is not real, and the vague yellow lights sway in the fog and may be extinguished at any time. Even the starry sky above was covered by the thick fog covering the sky.

What kind of imperial capital is this? It is clearly the capital of fog! Murong Xiaoxian didn't know that the country of Xiong was blessed by the low dark river, and the nights were foggy all year round. Therefore, if you want to attack this city, you can only choose during the day. At night, even the people in this imperial capital will get lost!

So, after the end of the night market, no one wants to stay. Even those men and women who kiss me and don't want to separate reluctantly leave. After all, he is still young and has a lot of time. At night, it will be troublesome if you get lost in this fog.

Because no one can return home at night in the fog. It disappeared without exception. Over time, the fog in the imperial capital has been called the fog demon!

On the window, there was a continuous sound of extremely subtle dew beating, but it was late at night, the wind was strong, and the people were quiet! However, such a big fog surprised Murong Xiaoxian. He had never seen such a heavy fog before. This fog is like snowflakes mixed in the pouring rain, which makes people confused.

Fortunately, his body was still standing at the window staring. When he saw the thickening fog rushing over, Murong Xiaoxian closed the window.

That wisp of tracking the spirit of getting rid of the confusion was also slowly taken back. The muddleman and others cleaned up all the clothes and so on, and then went back to their rooms to rest in peace. Their deal seems to take place tomorrow. If it weren't for this fog, it would have taken place tonight.

Su Han next door has fallen asleep and snored thinly. Obviously, although he slept all the way, Murong Xiaoxian knew that pretending to sleep was also a very tired thing. It's difficult not only to make all kinds of attractive postures, but also to stop, and to make a fascinated look!

Murong Xiaoxian, who stayed behind in another hawker selling storage rings, went straight back to a small lane in the north of the city, which seemed to be a gathering place. To Murong Xiaoxian's surprise, that man was indeed a Yuxu family. However, what surprised Murong Xiaoxian was that there were more than a dozen Yuxu people who were also dressed there. However, those people were quite miserable. There were more than 20 people in total, and they did not find a single limb intact! Basically, more than two organs are missing, such as two legs, two arms, or one leg and one arm, nose or ears on the face. That's so desolate!

Under the perception of Murong Xiaoxian's divine consciousness, Murong Xiaoxian found that there was only a trace of extremely weak Zhenyuan in these people, and the meridians in his body seemed to have been completely destroyed by a strange force. If these people look like incomplete statues on the surface, then their bodies are like bombed houses, and everything inside becomes messy. Everyone's internal organs have suffered some damage.

These people have become useless people. The people of Yuxumen were so miserable, which made Murong Xiaoxian a little puzzled. At least from the army, or get some things like Shinto, there is always no problem if you can't get rich and well-off.

And the hawker who went back quickly took out a lot of food from the storage ring and distributed it to everyone.

"Ye Hua, how's your income tonight?" A white-headed old man asked desolately, his eyes were gloomy, and he could not see any other characteristics except a gray hair! This man has no hands and feet, and even his facial features have been lost. The only intact organ is the internal organs. Therefore, the true elements in this human body are also relatively abundant.

"Uncle Xuan, a total of ten rings were sold tonight, each with 200 gold coins. These gold coins are enough for us to spend this month. The peddler named Yehua has bright eyes and divine light flowing inside. Obviously, he is not an idle person.

"Ye Hua, it's really hard for you. Normally, you should devote yourself to the war and make contributions to the country and the enemy. Unfortunately, we useless people have dragged you down!" The old man known as Uncle Xuan sighed for a while, and there was silence around Yin.

"Uncle, you are not good at this. We Yuxu people should have been connected with each other. How can we abandon the same door regardless of the difficulties? Speaking of which, five years have passed since your suffering that night, and I have traced them countless times in the past five years, but I have never found what you call the night demon. I really doubt whether that night demon is disguised as the enemy of our Yuxu Gate? Ye Hua gently put a piece of soft pastry into the old man's mouth. After the old man chewed and swallowed it, he took the opportunity to serve the old man to drink it.

"This is also quite strange. None of the Yuxumen who joined the army were attacked by the night demon. On the contrary, those of us who did not intend to join the army, but those who did not intend to glory in the world were severely damaged. We originally wanted to carry forward my Yuxu sect in this imperial capital, carry forward the jade virtual Taoism, and live up to the trust of the teacher. Xuanzi thought that when he had cultivated to such a level, he had rarely met an enemy in the world, but he was easily defeated. The seven-fold realm of practitioners! "Ai!" Xuan Xuanzi sighed, and his eyes began to be blurred, but in a blink of an eye, his eyes were ignited by anger and roared angrily at the nihilistic distance.

"Uncle means that the main purpose of the night demon attacking us is because we spread the Yuxu sect method?" The night talk found a place to sit down, took a hard cake, and slowly nibbled on it, but the person seemed to fall into meditation.

"Other than that, I can't think of any other reason. However, there are only ten storage rings that more than 20 of us do their best to make every month. Except for daily medicine and diet, there are few left. Now we don't want to go back to the mountain at all. If you hadn't come, I'm afraid these old bones would have exploded in the wilderness!" Xuanzi sighed, and his eyes turned from anger to helplessness.

"Uncle, what is the strength of the night demon? Can you see how he took action?" Ye Hua asked softly, glanced at the disabled old people around him, and couldn't help but turn his hair upside down.

His eyes suddenly glanced around like electricity, and then stayed slightly in the place where Murong Xiaoxian's consciousness stayed for a moment, and then paused slightly suspiciously before saying, "Actually, the night demon is not actually a person, but an organization. In fact, this name is not so unpleasant. The name of this organization is called the Dark Temple, but these people are cruel and murderous. But with strong strength, we have no choice. You can only call them night demons!"

"Does Uncle know anything about the Dark Temple?" Ye Hua asked excitedly, obviously interested in this dark temple.

"At the foot of the Chuangjie Mountain, there is another mysterious organization in the south of the Izumo Empire, called the Temple of Light. There seems to be some kind of tacit understanding between the two organizations, with the Izumo Empire as the boundary, which is unrevant. However, from the analysis of that name, the two organizations are tit-for-tat. The strength of people in the organization should not be underestimated. Any person can challenge the realm of cultivation. Xuanxuanzi sighed and said that when he talked about the strength of the people of this organization, his face was even more decadent!

The people in the world who can practice Taoism and the peak of those who can practice Taoism are all those who have experienced decades of hard work. I thought that after birth, they could be superior to others, and could dominate the world and show off the posture of immortals fiercely. Unfortunately, it backfired. When these people came to the world, they found that there were people outside, and there was a day outside. As soon as they were born, they suffered a heavy blow! Cultivators seem to be everywhere, and even the monsters can bully these incompetence! The only way to get ahead is to step into the sage, but how easy is it?! Without hundreds of years of hard work, who can do it?

However, the people who easily defeat themselves and make themselves incomplete are teenagers!

These people are almost invulnerable, and ordinary swords can't do anything about them, and they don't know what spells they use, but they can hide in the thick fog and attack the enemy unexpectedly.

Xuanzi suppressed his grief, and then slowly talked about what happened to him and Ye Hua. In the process of talking, Xuanzi trembled slightly. Obviously, the shadow of the incident still remained in their minds.

Ye Hua was about to continue to ask, but he felt that a thick fog suddenly poured in.

There are a few gloomy laughter in the thick fog!

"The sky is messed up? The old guys are really good at naming, and this little trick is actually called Tian Can. It's so funny, hahaha, hahaha!" The thick fog suddenly became dark, and several people were faintly exposed in the dark fog. The black fog was very familiar to Murong Xiaoxian! It is the breath of Faltus, Ulysses and others that have been seen in the dark temple!

At this moment, Murong Xiaoxian already knows that this black gas is called black ghost gas, which is a unique skill of the heavenly god clan, which is the same level as the soul killing spirit of the underworld demon clan!

The Dark Temple is the tentacle of the Protoss in the world. It has been acting in a low profile, but it only began to blatantly activities when the chaos was about to come.

Feering the existence of that breath, Murong Xiaoxian's consciousness deliberately avoided the black fog, and then had an idea and bumped into the brain of the man named Ye Hua. Ye Hua still had time to resist in the future, and Shenhai was occupied by Murong Xiaoxian. Fortunately, Murong Xiaoxian did not hurt people. He just packaged and compressed all the memories in the divine sea of this night and temporarily occupied his body. When Murong Xiaoxian finishes using it, he will naturally return the body to Yehua intact.

A wisp of divine consciousness at this moment can occupy the body of a person at the level of a practice, which is not how strong Murong Xiaoxian's strength is. It's all because Murong Xiaoxian's strongest spiritual strength exceeds that of this Yehua tens of thousands of times! When the spiritual energy condenses to a certain extent, it is even stronger than the body!

"You, you..." Xuanzi's hair was windless, but his eyes showed a fear, anger and helplessness.

"Old man, didn't you say that you would give me 200,000 gold coins every year? Now you hide it tightly, but this can't escape the eyes and ears of the young master. Counting, you have been more than three months. If you convert it, you should give me 250,000 gold coins! Can you take it out? It doesn't matter if you can't take it out. Everyone's organ is up to 10,000 gold coins. This price is unfading and can't be discounted! Hahahaha, it's really funny to think that you have become this meaty in the future!" The black fog was approaching, and a burning feeling surged over. Murong Xiaoxian's body had to retreat a few steps, otherwise he would be hurt by this death.

"I, we are so seriously injured that we don't spend enough money on weekdays. Where did the money come from? If you want to kill, it's up to you. I will never compromise!" Xuanzi was furious, and the man's insult had completely exceeded his bottom line!

Puff!——

A mouthful of Zhenyuan's condensed blood arrow suddenly spit out from Xuanzi's mouth, which was like a rainbow, and unexpectedly several kinds of the man's body in the black fog!

I saw a burst of black fog fluttering, dispersing, and then quickly gathering. As a result, the figure became clearer, but the body was shrouded in a thick black atmosphere, and the heat wave was burning, like a slowly burning black flame.

"The old man even kept a hand, forcing me to show my real body. It seems that I was too kind at the beginning! Now that I remember, it's time to abolish all your Zhenyuan..."

Boom!

The man was foaming at the mouth, but Murong Xiaoxian was suddenly embarrassed!

A scorching red fireball mixed with the sound of thunder, slammed through the roof and fell from the sky. The thunderball was surrounded by colorful electric lights, like five electric snakes flowing on it!

The man looked up and sneered, waved a black fog, turned into a black light net, and actually wanted to stop the thunderball!

"The art of thunder..."

The smile on the man's mouth had not yet disappeared, but he was shocked to find that the thunderball ignored his black light net and went straight to his head!

With a loud noise, a strong airflow suddenly exploded in the house, and the walls and roofs were suddenly blown dozens of feet away. And the man was smashed into the ground by the thunderball, and the ground was smashed into a square hole!

While he sneered, Murong Xiaoxian was also sneering.

This is one of the most basic spells of Yuxumen, the true secret of Yulei, which summons Tianlei to attack with spells, but this level of thunderball is like a basin of warm water splashed on the head, which will not cause any damage at all. Compared with the real thunder secret, this power is just the light of fireflies.

However, it is a pity that Murong Xiaoxian has tamped with it. In this ordinary thunderball, Murong Xiaoxian is secretly embedded with more than ten powerful spells, each of which doubles the power of this thunderball! In terms of strength, the power of this thunderball is absolutely not inferior to the thunder skill at the peak of the sage!

And after completing all this, Murong Xiaoxian quietly laid several defensive spells to protect those disabled Yuxumen. Speaking of which, although I was expelled from the Yuxu Gate, there must be an unspeakable secret behind it. After all, I am still suitable to be with these people. Even for the sake of Su Muqi, I should help. After all, when Su Muqi left, she was full of reluctance!

Murong Xiaoxian's attack surprised the man, but he quickly jumped out of the ground and looked at Murong Xiaoxian with a suspicious face, and his eyes were full of disbelief!

With his observation, the person in front of him is at most seven layers of practitioners, and he can crush this person at will. However, this time I made a blind eye.

Touched his head, and what shocked him was that his hair seemed to have been burnt. How can this be? The body hair of the Protoss is the strongest thing in the world, and the body of the Protoss is even worse. One hair of the Protoss is a supreme divine soldier in the eyes of the world's practitioners!

Although he is a descendant of several generations of the Protoss, his body also has the blood of the Protoss. Although it is not very pure, it is almost indestructible in the world!

How did he know that Murong Xiaoxian had already seen the blood of the Protoss flowing in his body, and naturally used the most destructive witch spell against the Protos in the witch clan!

He was surprised, and the incomplete old people were also surprised. Especially Xuanzi, although the young man in front of him is a little impulsive and has some strength, he can't reach the level of easily hurting the person in front of him. Don't forget that the strength of the people in this dark temple is close to that of the sages! He is a person far beyond his level!

However, the young man waved a few times casually, and he and the old men suddenly pierced the wall, avoided the impactful gravel bricks, and landed on the ground unharmed.

Is it possible that this young man has been deliberately hiding his strength to help himself? Xuan Xuanzi guessed this, and the descendants of the Protoss also speculated so.

Murong Xiaoxian sneered and looked at this person obliquely at the corners of his eyes. The hatred for the Protoss in his consciousness gushed out inexplicably. Soon, a breath of fear that made the man feel a little suddenly emitted from the body occupied by Murong Xiaoxian.

How is it possible? Hasn't that evil clan been driven out of the continent of Creation?" The man looked at Ye Hua unbelievably, but the breath on Ye Hua couldn't help but make him believe it.

No wonder I can't see the strength of this person. It turns out that this is a witch. The witch is divided into witches and witches. Wu Wu is like a warrior in the Protoss, with strong strength and exposed breath. The wizard is weak, but the witchcraft is powerful and can almost kill invisibly! The most frightening thing for the gods and demons is the wizard! If this person is really a wizard, he will have to run away!

Fighting with wizards, I'm not that stupid. Because the breath revealed in front of him is the purest breath of the witch, that is to say, this person is likely to return from ancient times!

This is an important information that you must repay...

Say and leave. This person has no pride of the Protoss at all. He comes and goes like the wind!