The game of cat and mouse should be stopped in time.

Qiao Yuan, who was in the fog, glanced at him and directly locked on the five people standing around him and attacked him.

Qiao Yuan stretched out his right hand, and the ice-blue spear appeared in his hand again.

"Hurry! It's too late if you don't take action!"

In the distance, in the fog, the black shadow standing behind Jinhua, who was lying not far away, collapsed all his face and immediately anxiously urged everyone to take action again.

Without Jinhua reminding, the other people also know how to do it.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Qiao Yuan's speed was beyond their reach. They could not understand it.

“The second one.”

A sound came out of the fog, and what accompanied it was like a sudden rapid and violent outflow from the fog.

The Modu people didn't see what it was, but they saw it tearing through the fog and leaving a long trajectory.

"Go to die Qiao Yuan!"

No matter how many, Bao Ruize and others were red in their eyes, and once again launched long-range attacks on the faint black shadow.

"Don't stop, I don't believe he can withstand so many attacks!"

While attacking frantically, Bao Ruize did not forget to remind everyone not to stop.

The few people in the milling department were unable to achieve physical strength and were attacking wildly in the fog without considering their spiritual energy.

Various spiritual waves, spiritual slashes, and elemental attacks were densely packed and hit the black shadow like raindrops.

With such a big scene, I feel that the world is shocked.

"I really don't believe it anymore. You can survive like this. Ji Xuanming, I'll avenge you..."

Bao Ruize was interrupted to himself before he could speak.

“The third one.”

Although various attacks seemed to hit the black shadow in the fog, there was actually a sound coming from there.

And Bao Ruize, who was halfway through speaking, suddenly closed his mouth.

Because he found that the fierce and intensive attacks that were originally launched towards the black shadow seemed to be becoming less and less.

"Lu Ruilin, Fei Qiguang, why don't you attack? Are you trying to work hard and not work hard, and you want to kill us?!"

Bao Ruize didn't care about that much, became angry and shouted to the other side of the fog in an angry tone.

He thought Lu Ruilin and Fei Qiguang had already stopped in advance to save their psychic energy.

Drops of big beads of sweat were left on Bao Ruize's forehead, and the continuous attack made him almost unable to hold on.

But no matter how much you attack, the black shadow in the fog had no sign of falling.

There was even a constant stream of familiar voice coming from there.

“The fourth.”

After Bao Ruize heard this, he finally realized the change in the situation.

Because of the dense and fierce attacks, they are now so small and weak.

Now, except for him and Zhao Bei beside him, no one seemed to attack the black shadow anymore.

After realizing that something seemed to be a big deal, Bao Ruize stopped.

The atmosphere became extremely strange. On the other end, Lu Ruilin and Fei Qiguang not only stopped attacking, but also did not reply to his own words. Could it be...

Bao Ruize turned his head and looked at Zhao Bei not far from him. He was also the only person he could see after the fog appeared.

He found that Zhao Bei had already turned his head and looked at him, and Bao Ruize read a trace of fear from Zhao Bei's eyes looking at him.

"Bao..." Zhao Bei was also sweating profusely. As soon as she opened her cherry mouth, she wanted to say something to Bao Ruize, but before she could finish her name, she stopped abruptly.

Bao Ruize watched helplessly, and Zhao Bei seemed to be hit by something suddenly, and her body suddenly flew backwards.

Zhao Bei's body crashed into the trees in the jungle, but it did not reduce her speed of "flying" backwards at all.

All the trees hit by her weak body were directly cut off in the waist.

In the blink of an eye, I closed my eyes and opened my eyes again.

Like Ji Xuanming, Zhao Bei was knocked away by a spear and stabbed it on the ground in the distance, showing no sign of life.

"Fifth".

Bao Ruize, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, without any reaction, and could not say anything, so he was stunned.

It seems that he has lost the ability to think, and everything he has experienced today is too fantastic for him.

No matter how much a monk prepares for the election, he would never have thought that he would encounter this situation today.

The scenes just now had a great impact on him. After a while, Bao Ruize came back to his senses.

He swallowed hard, and he felt a chill suddenly on the back of his head.

Just now, in order to see Zhao Bei's situation, he turned around and pointed his back at the black shadow.

Now Bao Ruize feels that his back is chilly, and a bad feeling surges in his heart.

He slowly turned his head back little by little.

What comes to mind first is that the originally thick fog has now disappeared.

And when his body and head turned halfway, he had already discovered that the black shadow had indeed come to him.

Sure enough... wuwuwu.

"Cough, cough...hey... Qiao Yuan."

After seeing a familiar face, a man with a huge spear in his hand, Bao Ruize gave up and greeted him instead.

Qiao Yuan stared at Bao Ruize in front of him, looking like a spring breeze and smiling like a flower.

"Hello, how about you? Are you exhausted? Do you still have to fight?"

Qiao Yuan looked kind and even "careful" to Bao Ruize in front of him.

When Bao Ruize heard Qiao Yuan's words, he immediately shook his head desperately like a chicken.

He thought to himself, don't think I didn't see the spear in your hand aiming at me, I don't want to be the sixth one...

"No more fights, no more fights."

Bao Ruize quickly replied, with a laughing and crying expression, and his tone was mixed with a feeling of grievance and crying.

"Isn't that enough, I'll give you a chance to discuss it, I have to force me to do it."

Qiao Yuan shook his head slightly, feeling that he had wasted a lot of time here. Is it better to just be more straightforward in the future?

"Come on, then."

Qiao Yuan threw the only spear left in his hand forward and threw it to Bao Ruize.

Bao Ruize stood there blankly, and when he saw Qiao Yuan suddenly throwing the weapon in his hand to him, he almost couldn't catch it.

After staggering, after catching the spear that Qiao Yuan threw to him, Bao Ruize saw Qiao Yuan's back leaving.

Soon, through the jungle, Qiao Yuan came to someone.

"Are you willing to tell me now?"

Qiao Yuan lowered his head, looked at Jinhua, who was lying on the ground, covering his chest and cultivating, and said slowly.
Chapter completed!