They can't stay in a safe zone forever, and this matter needs to be resolved.
After observing the terrain here, they decided to choose a safe route to get there. Their main goal was to find the dozens of Hehuan Sect monks who were trapped and infected inside, whether they were alive or dead.
The closer you get to Snow Village.
The air was filled with thick gray fog. They each used their own spiritual power to create a barrier to protect their bodies, and then added another layer to protect their eyes. As they walked further in, the thicker the fog was, the more it obscured the surrounding scenery. Within five steps, there was fog, and they couldn't see what was in front of them at all.
Lin Wannian looked at the fog and felt that it looked familiar.
"Everyone, be careful in such thick fog." Xu Shenbai said, drawing his sword and swinging it forward.
The sharp sword energy split the thick layer of fog, and the fog spread to both sides, revealing the path in the middle.
At the same time, they also saw a group of living dead with hunched shoulders and festering skin standing in front of them.
It was at this moment that the zombies twisted their creaking necks, raised their heads, and looked straight at him with their white eyes.
"roar--"
With a low roar, he walked towards them.
After the fog was split apart, it quickly merged together again.
It was at this time that they realized that the fog and the undead in it were their greatest challenge.
"Everyone, pay attention!"
As Xu Shenbai's voice fell, the living dead in the mist rushed over from all directions.
"ah--"
Linglong was protected in the middle of the team, but when she saw those terrifying-looking zombies swarming towards her, she still screamed in fear.
It seems that no matter which route they choose, as long as they enter the foggy area, they will always be besieged.
Lin Wannian drew the sword from his waist and rushed towards the approaching zombie.
The sword on his waist was the one that Su Xingran had made for him before. As for the Star-Eating Sword he dug out from the sword tomb, he always felt that it was not the time to take it out. This sword was his trump card. Anyway, it was just a small living dead, so it was not his turn to use the sword to deal with it.
Puff——
Lin Wannian held the sword and stabbed it into the heart of the zombie, then kicked another zombie who was approaching.
The zombie whose heart he stabbed paused for a moment, then raised his nails and hit him directly.
He swung his sword, this time aiming the blade at the neck of the living dead. After the body was separated, it fell to the ground and trembled. The head that fell to the ground kept baring its teeth, and its white and bloodshot eyes were instantly corroded by a ball of gray mist. He kicked away the living dead who were surrounding him and called the alchemy cultivator of the Hehuan Sect to come over: "Shen Linglong, come here, have you found anything?"
Shen Linglong was standing very close to Lin Wannian. Hearing this, she hurried over with her sword in hand.
Yu Sang, who was fighting with the zombies, glanced at the man and woman. They pursed their lips, increased the strength of their swords, and swung them over, knocking down five of them.
"What's going on?" Shen Linglong came over and stood next to Lin Wannian. She followed his gaze and saw that only a head was left. Her voice trembled for a while: "You..." Before she finished speaking, she noticed that the eyes of the head had turned gray and were still moving: "Why are these eyes different?"
As they watched, the gray mist began to devour the head from the eyes. After a short while, only the skin was left clinging to the head. A wisp of floating gray mist floated out from the nostrils and merged directly into the air.
They witnessed the change with their own eyes. In addition to monsters, there was also a strange gray fog in the mist.
"There's something strange in this fog. Everyone needs to maintain a certain level of spiritual power to protect themselves first." Shen Linglong shouted.
"roar--"
After she finished speaking, more zombies crawled over.
Lin Wannian took the sword and was about to chop him.
"They are cultivators from our Hehuan Sect!" Shen Linglong shouted.
Lin Wannian then noticed what the other person was wearing. He took out a talisman and stuck it directly on the forehead of the zombie when it rushed towards him.
The living dead then paused.
In his later years, Lin looked at the talisman he had drawn and found it was still somewhat useful.
Shen Linglong looked at the talisman in his hand and moved her stiff chin: "Can your immobilization talisman immobilize people?"
"Um."
"Watch me." Shen Linglong said, taking out her own immobilization talisman and sticking it on the zombie that was rushing towards her. The zombie paused for just a second, and then rushed towards her without being affected at all. Seeing that it was useless, she kicked it away.
At the same time, more zombies wearing Hehuan Sect clothes walked towards them.
At this time, the fog was so thick that they couldn't see the other cultivators clearly. Shen Linglong and Lin Wannian were forced to stand together. Shen Linglong was worried for herself: "Fellow Daoist Lin, how many immobilization talismans do you have? I want to buy some. How about 20 spirit crystals for each one?"
Lin Wannian estimated that there were about a dozen monks coming: "I only drew ten pictures, let's use the magic circle to trap them first."
"Magic array? But I don't know how to use it." Shen Linglong said in distress.
Lin said in his later years: "You drag them first, I will set it up."
The first thing to do in setting up a formation is to determine the direction. At this time, the surroundings are hazy and the direction cannot be seen clearly. Lin Wannian relies on his unique ability to determine the direction of due north, and then sets the eye of the formation. With him as the center, a five-element formation immediately appears on the ground, and the range of the formation includes the living dead. He injects spiritual power into the eye of the formation. The abundant spiritual power supports the formation of the formation, and all people or objects that fall into his formation will stop.
The space seemed to stop beating at this time.
Lin Wannian looked at the pretty good magic circle he had found in the library, and it worked fine when he made it.
He was the creator of the formation and could move around in it at will. He came in front of the group of zombies, stared at their eyes closely, raised his hand and placed it towards the eyes. After a while, the bloodshot on the originally white eyes shattered, and the eyes immediately turned into gray mist, floating in the eyes.
Lin Wannian raised his hand, grabbed it, and wrapped the gray mist with his spiritual energy. When he looked at it in front of his eyes, his eyes turned green, and then he saw the wriggling insects in the gray mist. He smiled: "Ha."
Things are getting more and more interesting.
He pulled people out of the formation, and Shen Linglong came back to her senses from her previous confusion. Just at that moment, she felt as if she was trapped in darkness. In just a flash, when her eyes cleared, she saw Lin Wannian and the living dead trapped in the formation.
She stared at the silver-haired boy and asked, "What just happened?"
"Nothing happened, why do you still want to buy talismans?" Lin Wannian said.
"Buy it!" Shen Linglong was immediately distracted by the news.
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