I misunderstood two points.

First, the monster formed by the combination of the evil cultivator's body and obsession is not in the same group as the Mountain Ghost Camp. Second, the mission of the Mountain Ghost Camp is not necessarily to prevent the Mountain God Camp from obtaining the Heart of the Forest.

The second point is inferred from the first point. According to the difficulty balance, the Lost City is the territory of the Mountain Ghost camp, and the advantage is on the other side. Therefore, the monster and the Mountain Ghost camp must be in the same group.

But now it seems that "Axiom in the Knife" obviously died at the hands of a monster. Based on this, it can be inferred that the Mountain Ghost Camp also has tasks similar to the Mountain God Camp - what to get from the monster!

Zhang Yuanqing told his companions about his speculation. The soldier who crossed the river supported his chin with two fingers and analyzed: "The mission of the mountain ghost camp may also be to obtain the heart of the forest. The two teams will compete to see who kills the evil cultivator first. Zhao Chenghuang shook his head.

"It's not that simple. If the two sides are fighting for the heart of the forest, the mission introduction doesn't need to be so complicated. Tianxia Guihuo, what do you think?" Tianxia Guihuo's face was solemn: "Our mission is to obtain the heart of the forest and strengthen the seal. Then, since it is a hostile camp, think boldly, will the mission of the Mountain Ghost camp be to complete the sacrificial ceremony and summon the supreme being in the blood pool?

"And based on the fact that the monster attacked the Mountain Ghost Camp, we can infer that the Mountain Ghost Camp also needs to obtain something from the monster, something similar to the Heart of the Forest, which can complete the sacrificial ceremony."

The little match boy was surprised and shouted, "Impossible!"

"If the thing in the mural comes, we will definitely die. It is simply something we cannot contend with." Tianxia Guihuo sneered.

"It's as if we get the Heart of the Forest, strengthen the seal, and the Mountain Ghost Camp will survive. The Lost City is the last level, the most difficult. After we complete the task of strengthening the seal, won't there be any reward?

"The reward must match the stuff in the blood pool. It might be the mountain god's staff. How many people in the mountain ghost camp do you think can survive?" The little match boy was suddenly speechless.

Guan Ya stood still, holding a large-caliber pistol in her right hand, her arm hanging naturally against her slender waist, her left hand pinching her waist, and analyzed: "The deceased was killed almost instantly, and he was not a lone traveler. He was able to kill a strong man with good strength among the strong men in the Mountain Ghost Camp. The strength of this monster is a genuine fourth-grade.

"If you want to hunt it, you have to be prepared to sacrifice half of your personnel, and we still have to face the mountain ghost camp." As a qualified scout, gathering intelligence and analyzing the situation are essential qualities. The Maoshan sorcerer interrupted and said

"We can divert the trouble to the other side and let the Mountain Ghost Camp solve it."

Guan Ya said, "What a smart guy. The Mountain Ghost camp thinks the same way."

The Maoshan sorcerer could hear her sarcasm, and he snorted coldly without responding. He looked at Zhao Chenghuang and asked, "Then what should we do now?" As soon as he finished speaking, a loud "bang" responded to his question.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, busty mixed-race beauty raising her gun and shooting a wild deer more than ten meters away. Somewhere in the city, in an abandoned factory building covered with vines.

Baiwujinji, Ayi, Weiwoduzun and twenty-one others stood against the wall with bated breath and focused. Each of them was like a frightened bird, listening vigilantly to the movement outside.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the "color" of these people is different from the surrounding scenery. The colors on them are extremely dark, as if they were covered with a layer of black curtain.

After a long time, Bai Wu Jin Ji breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Very good, that ghost thing didn't catch up with us."

Jiuluoyu asked, "Can I remove the props?" Baiwujinji shook his head repeatedly, "No! We have been marked by the monster. The mark of the bewitching demon is difficult to remove. At least we don't have the means to do so. Once you remove the props, it will immediately sense us." Not long ago, they were attacked by the monster, and Gongli was killed on the spot by the knife, without even a chance to resist. The people in the mountain ghost camp were frightened and retreated immediately, but the monster locked on to them and chased them closely.

Finally, Jiulouyu took out a prop called "Night Walk Cloak" and covered everyone, thus getting rid of the monster's pursuit. This prop originated from the Night Walk God profession and has the function of concealing the breath, which is equivalent to the Night Walk God's Night Walk skill. But the price is that you can't move.

Kou Beiyue said dissatisfiedly: "Do we have to wear props all the time? We have to think of a way." The younger brother beside him smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as we hide well, it means victory."

"If the monster can't find us, it will naturally go find the people in the Mountain God camp. We can just sit back and watch the fight. Now, keep an eye on the scoreboard and wait for the killing feast to begin.

Hong Wei said, "Although this is a good plan, I always feel uneasy. The Mountain God camp has geniuses like Yuanshi Tianzun and Zhao Chenghuang."

Tianxia Jiebai snorted, "You are typical, you are scared by Yuanshi Tianzun's beating." "What are you doing?"

The Maoshan sorcerer glared at Guan Ya and shouted, "Do you think we are too safe? What if we attract a monster?" The Mountain Ghost camp had just lost a member nearby, and the monster was very likely nearby.

The long-legged old driver smiled and said, "What am I doing? Of course, I am giving a little boy like you a head shot to replenish your body."

What kind of female hooligan is this? The Maoshan sorcerer's face turned red with anger and he was speechless for a moment. As the leader of the Taiyi Sect's youth faction, he couldn't bring himself to swear at this female hooligan in public. Zhang Yuanqing's heart moved and he understood the old driver's intention. "You want to lure the monster out, observe it from a distance, and collect intelligence."

Guan Ya nodded slightly: "That monster is a bewitching demon, and bewitching demons are bloodthirsty, and the smell of blood can lure it out. Rather than wandering around in the ruins and being attacked unexpectedly, it is the best choice to actively lure the enemy out and observe the enemy.

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"Also, if it is really attracted by the smell of blood, it means that the mountain ghost camp has gotten rid of it." As she spoke, she shot and killed the black-backed dog that was trying to eat the wild deer. M..

Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing left the extremely beautiful Yin corpse Blood Rose behind and asked her to squat in the nearby bushes to observe, while he led the team away from this place. The Night Wandering God of Taiyi Sect followed suit and also left the Yin corpse behind to act as a surveillance probe.

After walking a few hundred meters, the group stopped and sat on a small path covered with undulating weeds to rest and wait for the result.

After more than ten minutes, Zhang Yuanqing, whose will descended upon the Blood Rose's sea of ​​consciousness, saw a pale fog floating in from the depths of the city at an extremely fast speed, sweeping over the weeds, the dilapidated buildings, the abandoned vehicles... until it submerged the corpses of the three animals.

The thick fog then solidified and remained motionless. Soon, Blood Rose (Zhang Yuanqing) in the distance heard the sound of gnawing bones and chewing flesh in the thick fog. It was indeed a fog master with a strong bloodthirsty instinct. However, why didn't it eat the corpse of "Justice in the Knife" because the witch was full of poison?

Zhang Yuanqing felt a little apprehensive. The combat power of a level 4 bewitching demon was far beyond that of the Tree King or the Monkey King. He was a true big boss, and killing him was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

Unfortunately, the thick fog obscured the appearance of the monster, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a low-IQ zombie or a sentient creature. If it was the latter, the danger factor would be even higher.

Soon, the chewing sounds in the thick fog disappeared, and the pale and thick fog receded like a tide.

Zhang Yuanqing waited for a moment, until the thick fog retreated back into the depths of the city and disappeared from his sight. Then he controlled Blood Rose to stand up, and walked towards the corpses of the three animals amid the rustling of weeds.

There was only blood on the ground, and bits of meat and bones that had been gnawed into pieces. Even the dog and deer heads were chewed into pieces. The eight corpses of Taiyi Sect immediately surrounded them to check the situation. "How disgusting! They ate it so cleanly..." said Sun Miaomiao's corpse.

"Why, you want to eat a few bites too?" Blood Rose sneered. Zhao Chenghuang's Level 4 Yin Corpse said in a deep voice:

"Just as Guan Ya speculated, the monster is level 4, and it seems to have retained some of its abilities from before it died. Unfortunately, I can't see its appearance clearly, so I can't assess its intelligence."

Zhang Yuanqing listened silently and said, "Let's go back." As the corpse was on its way back, everyone was already discussing countermeasures.

"The information collected so far is: Level 4, controls some of the skills in life, which is the signature skill of the Mist Lord (tentative); has a strong bloodthirsty desire, and the animals shot by Guan Ya were eaten up; it came with a thick fog, and its appearance could not be seen clearly, so it is impossible to guess its IQ.

After Zhang Yuanqing finished sharing the intelligence, he said, "I suggest that we don't provoke it for now, but explore the Lost City first and find the locations of the four formations. The guys in the Mountain Ghost camp are just waiting to sit back and watch the fight, and we can't let them get their wish."

The situation was very troublesome. If they didn't fight the boss, they couldn't collect the quest items. But no matter which side pushed the boss, the other side would pick up the leaks. Yuan Ting also made a suggestion: "If it really doesn't work, we can fight the guys in the Mountain Ghost camp first. In short, we must firmly stick to the policy of not pushing the boss."

"Wait for your corpses to return, and then set off quickly." said the fairy from Niulanshan.

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction they came from, looking at the nine Yin corpses that were gradually approaching. Suddenly, everyone's child holes slightly enlarged at this moment.

Behind the nine returning corpses, a thick pale fog followed silently.

They floated slowly and lightly, as if they were following something stealthily. No, not as if, that pale mist was following the corpses.

Impossible, when was it followed? I have been paying attention to my back... It had already spotted the corpse, but did not attack it. Instead, it followed it because it realized that the corpse was just a puppet. This monster has a very high IQ... Zhang Yuanqing's scalp was slightly numb, and a chill ran down his spine. While controlling the corpse to run wildly, he shouted "Run, run!"

Before he could finish, everyone jumped up and fled in all directions.

Realizing that they were discovered, the slowly floating fog in the distance suddenly accelerated, like an avalanche, like a tsunami, sweeping towards everyone. A night wandering god from Taiyi Sect was unable to outrun the fog and was instantly swallowed by it. Then, a shrill scream came from the fog. The scream stimulated the people who were fleeing in front, and everyone used their own skills and props to escape with all their strength.

The wood monsters that were good at climbing were the fastest and were in the first echelon, followed by the fire masters who were as fast as fire in the second echelon. The earth monsters, scouts, water ghosts, and night wandering gods that were not good at speed were in the third echelon.

The thick fog rolled in at a very fast speed, which made the spiritual realm walkers in the mountain god camp feel like ordinary people running against the god of death in a disaster movie. Behind them was a huge avalanche that swept everything, or a tsunami that swallowed everything. Guan Zhongguan Bao suddenly looked ferocious and roared: "We can't run away, we can't run away at all, Yuanshi Tianzun, Zhao Chenghuang, let's fight it. His mentality was a little broken, because the thick fog was only about ten meters away from him.

The attribute of "heavy" destined the earth monsters to be the worst at running, even though they were known for their endurance and endless physical strength. Zhao Chenghuang's face was stern, and his hasty escape was not proud or arrogant at all. He refused outright, "Fighting with the fog master in the thick fog, let alone us, even the night wandering gods of the same level have little chance of winning. No matter how confident he was, he didn't think he could defeat a level 4 fog master in the thick fog.

Zhang Yuanqing thought that if they chose to fight it to the death from the beginning, the team members might be able to gather courage and fighting spirit. But now, the morale of the troops was broken, which was the most typical defeat on the battlefield. In this state, it was impossible to gather people. "Ah."

Another earth monster was chased by the thick fog and then swallowed up. Its screams reached everyone's ears through the pale fog. Guan Zhongjian Bao's face became even more ferocious. The thick fog was less than five meters away from him. He heard the breath of the god of death.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced back and saw two earth monsters and a scout beside Bao. A few meters ahead was Asano Ryo, whose face turned pale with fear. In front of Asano Ryo was Sun Sensen. In front of Sun Sensen was Guan Ya.

No, if this goes on, it's only a matter of time before they are caught up, and at least one-third of their teammates will die here...How did those guys in the Mountain Ghost camp escape...Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts turned quickly, thinking about countermeasures. Soon, he remembered a rule of action of the Lord of Mist.

The Lord of Mist can lock onto enemies in thick fog by the shaking of the fog, just like a spider determines the location of its prey by the vibration of its web.

If someone can take the initiative to enter the thick fog and not be killed instantly, then the monsters in the fog will definitely chase them, and everyone will be saved... Thinking of this, he immediately slowed down and shouted, "Abalone, do you have any defensive props?" "My name is 'Abalone in the Tube', not Abalone. Of course I have defensive props. What do you want to do?" Abalone in the Tube ran with a hideous face and bulging veins.

Zhang Yuanqing shouted, "Give me the props. I have a way to lure it away."

Bao's eyes lit up, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, but he was a little hesitant, because this was also his reliance on saving his life. Although defensive props might not work, he was about to be swallowed by the thick fog. It was better to have a defensive prop with him than nothing. The conversation between the two was heard clearly by the surrounding spiritual realm travelers. They tacitly paid some attention to this side. "Obey the order," Zhang Yuanqing shouted.

"Fuck!" Guan Zhongjing Bao cursed angrily, "I trust you this time, don't let me down." After that, he grabbed a tattered coat from the inventory and threw it forward with all his strength.