Within the black fog, these assassins moved with ease, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, making them impossible to guard against.
The holy light descending from the white lotus was constantly eroded by the black mist.
The beautiful woman, fearing that everyone might make a mistake, loudly reminded them.
"Everyone be careful, the black fog is highly poisonous."
But it was too late.
Screams rang out one after another.
He watched as his teammates fell one by one.
The beautiful woman was burning with anxiety, her fiery red longsword swirling in her hand like the wind, like an angry dragon overturning the sea.
Beneath the red, tight-fitting leather outfit, her voluptuous figure and two long, slender legs concealed a terrifying explosive power.
Bai He frowned, her slender hands rapidly changing hand seals as she desperately poured her cultivation into the white lotus flower above her head, attempting to resist the erosion of the black mist and protect everyone as much as possible.
The old weasel let out a dry howl.
"Awoo..."
"This immortal is about to unleash a powerful attack."
A deafening fart shook the heavens.
The Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains collapsed.
Just as the old weasel stuck out its big butt, about to release it but not quite.
Suddenly a large foot appeared and kicked it away, sending it rolling away like a ball a long way.
The person who arrived was Ye Feng, and he couldn't stand the pungent stench.
They took care of the assassins as easily as chopping vegetables or slicing melons.
Then, with a flick of his sleeve, spiritual energy transformed into a whirlwind, dispelling the black mist.
Xiahou Ba continued to grin maliciously, holding a knife and walking step by step towards Ye Feng. His eyes were pitch black, without any whites, and his whole body was burning with murderous flames.
Every time he is possessed by a demon, he completely loses his mind, becomes unable to distinguish friend from foe, and finds it difficult to extricate himself, as if he has become a different person.
Ye Feng once suspected that there might really be a demon god's mark inside this guy's body.
He activated his Purple-Gold Divine Eyes to peer into the other person's body.
However, they discovered that a strange black flame shrouded Xiahou Baqi Sea, and there seemed to be something inside, but they couldn't see it clearly.
In the end, he had no choice but to give up and withdraw his consciousness.
Ye Feng raised his hand to wake him up.
The best way to get Xiahou Ba out of his demon god state is to use force.
To put it simply, it's about waking him up.
"Sect Master, you don't need to lift a finger. Let me do it."
The old weasel couldn't wait to rush over, sticking out its big butt and giving Xiahou Ba a good fart.
With a loud bang, it sounded like a cannon had been fired.
The valley resounded with a deafening roar, echoing continuously, as rocks tumbled down from the mountaintop.
Swoosh—
Poor Xiahou Ba was sent flying by a fart.
It flew for over a hundred meters in mid-air, looking like a golf ball.
It drew a graceful parabola in mid-air, headfirst, and crashed to the ground with a thud.
"Cough cough...you damn weasel...I'm not finished with you, you son of a bitch..."
Xiahou Ba, who had finally come to his senses, was so angry that his face turned green. His internal organs churned violently, and he ran to the side and began to vomit.
Everyone else was in the same boat, vomiting uncontrollably.
"It stinks."
"I even threw up my leftovers from the night before."
Ye Feng glared at the old weasel with murderous eyes, raised his hand, and pretended to slap the old guy to death.
Seeing that things were not going well, the old weasel took off running, its voice carried back by the mountain wind.
"I'm sorry, Sect Master, if I keep holding it in, I'm afraid I'll suffer internal injuries..."
"Damn it, you dead weasel, stop right there."
"I'm going to fucking chop you up alive today."
Xiahou Ba angrily chased after him, and the two started fighting again, causing chaos and howling.
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