Chapter 595 Fog Society

Although Feng Zhengliang did not understand the intention of the master Du Shanqiu, the order could not be violated, so he could only know the truth if he returned to the church first. Therefore, he could only look at the road ahead helplessly, and then waved his arm and issued a retreat order. Almost the same as Feng Zhengliang, his soldiers are extremely difficult to understand this order. After all, they have made great efforts. Seeing that victory is in front of them, according to their speed, it should take less than three days to cut off Yue, the young master of Jiutianmen.

"Lord Feng, can't we hold on for another three days? If we can kill Yue, it will be a great achievement. If we go back at that time, I'm afraid the master will reward us a lot. Xi Boru stood aside and said to Feng Zhengliang. Feng Zhengliang glanced at him with awe-inswe-inst divine power in his eyes. "Three days, you should know the punishment of the master for violating the order. I'm afraid that you will get this opportunity to make contributions, but you are not destined to receive the reward." Xi Boru was under the elders of the sunset religion. Hearing this, he also suddenly thought of the punishments of the sunset religion. When he was pale and knew that Feng Zhengliang was right, he retreated and said nothing more.

"Issatory~~" Feng Zhengliang saw that others had no objection, and immediately issued a decisive order to retreat. The group of people did not stop, day and night. It took them ten days to rush back to the main altar of the sunset religion.

A huge shield full of runes and patterns shines dazzlingly in the sun. The shield is dozens of feet high. It is carved along the mountain stone seal according to the shape of the sunset shield, forming the main door of the sunset religion. There is a faint silver glow on the door, which is the prohibition and the magic seal flowing freely. The sunset religion is the best. The long is defense, so they are proud of the prohibition on this door. For the followers of the sunset religion, after entering this main gate, they are not allowed to fly inside. Inside the main gate is their most sacred place.

Feng Zhengliang walked through the twelve halls and slowly walked forward. After walking along the wide alley of the corridor for about half an hour, he came to a simple and heavy hall. At the top of the hall, the dragon flew and phoenix danced with three big words "Yangxin Hall".

"Why did the master choose this place to meet them?" Not only Feng Zhengliang's heart is full of doubts, but so is Xi Boru behind him. Both of them are the protectors of the sunset god and have high strength. After coming back this time, only the two of them were called here, and they felt a little strange, and the meeting place that Dushanqiu chose was not the usual discussion hall, but Is this nourishing hall possible? Is the master just focusing on something?

"Come in~" A voice with a little fatigue sounded from the hall. Although the voice was not particularly powerful, it sounded very clear. Feng Zhengliang and Dushanqiu were very familiar with each other. They could hear that Dushanqiu's voice was not wrong, but why was he so tired? Is it possible that he was seriously injured in the battle with the Northern Underworld before?

Thinking of this, and thinking of Du Shanqiu ordering them to come back so quickly, Feng Zhengliang's heart suddenly tightened. He quickly stepped forward, directly pushed open the door of the Yangxin Hall and walked in.

"Master, are you all right?" Feng Zhengliang asked anxiously, but in the huge passage, there was only his echo, but there was no response from Dushanqiu. When he quickly walked to the location of the main hall of the hall, he stopped and looked ahead, which was the back of Dushanqiu, which was not particularly wide. As a matter of reason, Feng Zhengliang has been very familiar with him for so many years, but he doesn't know why he can't help thumping when he sees Dushanqiu's back, and there seems to be an ominous premonition in his mind.

"Master, I don't know if something has happened to call my subordinates back in such a hurry?" Although Feng Zhengliang had an ominous hunch, he clearly understood intellectually that Yangxin Hall, as the top priority of the sunset religion, could not have any change. Therefore, he tried his best to hold back his worries and said in a low voice. You're right, you're right. There are indeed some changes. The voice came from where Dushanqiu was, but it was as long as a distant country, which made people feel uncomfortable all over. After saying this, Dushanqiu slowly turned around. Only this turn, Feng Zhengliang and Xi Boru changed their faces sharply, and they coincidentally. He shouted in a low voice and took a step back. But it was too late. Du Shanqiu's hands suddenly pulled very long and quickly attacked the throat of the two of them. This momentum was like lightning, so fast that there was almost no trace of exerting. The throat of the two was coincidentally sealed, and they were extremely powerful, but there was no room to fight back at all. They only desperately wanted to open the hand sealed in front of their throats, but their actions were in vain. And their mouths made a "huh" sound, as if they wanted to say something, but they couldn't say a complete word.

In front of them, Du Shanqiu laughed presumptuously. His hands stretched forward out of thin air, which was obvious that he was getting tighter and tighter. He laughed ferociously and said coldly, "Huh, can you control me? I tell you, this is the beginning of your nightmare."

On his body, the dark armor flashed faintly. After a while, Feng Zhengliang and Xi Boru lost their strength and fell to the ground. The two guardians of the sunset religion were killed by one blow.

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On the ground, there are pebbles the size of ostrich eggs, which are scattered on the ground. There is a fog in front of her. She has excellent eyesight and can't see objects ten meters away. She walked alone on this land in the cold autumn. On her thin back, she carries a teenager, the teenager It was Zhang Chong. Zhang Chong was still in a coma. It had been almost a month. He had not woken up, and when he fainted, he had been lying on Leng Qingqiu's back. Leng Qingqiu's perseverance, which he did not know where he came from, could walk forward without sleep for a month. But they have been in this fog for almost ten days. This area is called the fog club, which is a very mysterious place. Usually no one comes here. It is said that in the fog club, there are not only terrible monsters, but also strange strong men, and the terrible journey of these monsters and strong men. Even the strong men of the four major forces have changed their colors, which shows their high strength.

They can imagine that if these strong people join any of the four major forces, it will make their strength seriously unbalanced, and if they are divided, they should immediately develop into the fifth power, or a more powerful force. After all, the Wushe is still an area that everyone is not familiar with, and it cannot be judged by the information it knows.

Another famous thing about the fog club is that there are dozens of dying strong people who accidentally entered the fog club, and their ending turned out to have left the place intact, but they kept their mouths about their time in the fog club, so no one knows that they are investigating in it. What kind of adventure is there? However, one thing is certain that since the terminal disease they can't cure can be cured in the fog club, it means that there are either magic doctors or fairy medicine in the fog club. In a word, this is an infinitely mysterious but promising place.

Leng Qingqiu came to this place without hesitation because of these hopes. There was only one thought in her mind, which was to save Zhang Chong.

And just as she was moving forward in the fog, her eyes saw the fog in front of her, and a pair of red eyes slowly approached her.

"Dang~~" The long sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand came out of his body, and the Jiutian God Shield also came out of her body surface at the same time, forming an armor-like appearance, densely clothed on her and Zhang Chong's body. Leng Qingqiu's eyes were bright, looking at the red eyes, and her body was also like an experienced hunter. Well, it seems to be inadvertent, but in fact, everything is ready to attack.

With a roar, the red eyes rushed over, and the voice was like a jackal, with a dry and hoarse feeling. As it approached, Leng Qingqiu also saw the real owner with red eyes. It turned out to be a snow-white fox. The fox had a long tail with glowing and soft hair. And, it looks like satin. However, under the beautiful appearance, there was a fierce roar, shouting a sharp attack with two front claws.

In front of Leng Qingqiu, the front paws directly showed ninety-nine or eighty claw marks, like a trap, transparent, without any gap. It seemed that the snow-white fox actually wanted to solve the battle with one move.

Leng Qingqiu did not retreat, but in the shadow of the claws all over the sky, he did not retreat and moved forward. He stretched out his right hand and only gently with a sword. The sword was slow and weak. It stabbed in the middle of the claw shadow. I don't know whether this sword is related to Leng Qingqiu's sleepless walk for a long time, physical exhaustion, but although it is It's just something to say, but it's just like throwing yourself to death. In your life-and-death battle, every move will have a great connection with life and death, and you can't make any jokes.

However, the snow-white fox saw Leng Qingqiu's weak sword, but the cold light flashed in his eyes, and it seemed to have found some mystery~~